If it was so direct, even Jiang Wuyan couldn't help but be surprised.

Han Yan said: "As early as twenty years ago, my master took us out of Yuyin Pavilion and became a force of our own. The catastrophe ten years ago ended with our chickens and dogs gone, and those who remained in the Yuyin Pavilion escaped instead. As long as I don't open my mouth until I die, no one will be able to find out about Yu Yin Ge from me. I'm alone, I don't have any worries, and there's nothing to pity for such a cheap life. I borrow your hand for revenge, and you can also make me your scapegoat, isn't that good?"

Jiang Wuyan gritted his teeth: "Yunmo is innocent." ”

Han Yan smiled slightly: "I also said, I am willing to give up my life, and in the end, I will only thank him with death." As for what you think, I'm not going to ask. I'm just reminding you that once the incident happens, the entire Lost Butterfly Town will be buried for you. And as the prince of Qi, which side do you think the little prince will be on?"

Jiang Wuyan was moved, and although he was still struggling, he did not say anything against it.

Han Yan was not in a hurry, just waited for him, with a smile on the corner of his lips, as if he was not worried that he would refuse.

After a while, Jiang Wuyan took a deep breath and nodded slowly: "Okay, I promise you." But I need to tell me in advance all the actions that will cause damage to Yunmo in the future. ”

Han Yan made a gesture of "let it be told" and said with a smile: "Happy cooperation." ”

Jiang Wuyan's eyes were cold: "I hope I didn't make a wrong choice, and I hope you are not a stupid collaborator." ”

Han Yan said: "No." ”

Jiang Wuyan seemed to want to say something more, but he didn't say anything, flicked his sleeves, and left quickly.

Shortly after the end of a transaction that did not alarm anyone, Ran Haoxuan, who was unable to sleep steadily, also woke up.

"Young master?" Ran Haoxuan rolled over from the bed, walked to Zhao Qingyan's bedside and called tentatively, seeing that he was still asleep, pursed his lips, took out a paper bag from his arms, poured the powder into the incense burner, and then silently turned out of the window.

A moment after Ran Haoyu left, Zhao Qingyan moved slightly, opened his eyes, and looked at the window where Ran Haoyan left. He sat up slowly, picked up the clothes next to him and draped them on himself, walked barefoot to the incense burner, picked up the incense burner and poured some incense ashes on the table next to him, and when the temperature of the incense ashes dissipated, he stretched out his fingers and twisted some and put them in front of his nose to sniff, raised his lips and smiled.

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Ran Haoxuan crossed the city tower lightly, without alerting any of the guards, and went straight to the barren mountain outside the city.

In early autumn, the leaves of the trees have completely withered and the grass is everywhere.

Ran Haoxuan's boots trampled the dead grass that didn't reach his ankle from the middle, listening to the sound of the dead grass breaking, Ran Haoxuan's heart hurt for no reason, but he didn't know what he had forgotten.

There was no time to delay, Ran Haoxuan could only forcibly suppress the discomfort in his heart and hurried away.

The only thing left on this nameless barren mountain is a simple tomb bag with a wooden plaque inserted in it, in which is buried one of the most important people in the world.

And today, it is the day of that person's death.

Ran Hao clenched his fists, his fingertips touched the sweat oozing from his palm, the stinging pain in his heart was relieved a lot, and the speed under his feet increased a little.

Familiarly bypassed the trees and found the hidden grave, but there was already a person in front of the grave. Ran Hao's pupils shrank, his steps were lighter, his arms trembled slightly, and the soft sword hidden in his sleeve slid into his palm, slowing down a few points and slowly approaching.

Half of a rotten wooden plaque was thrown on the ground, and a new wooden plaque with no writing was added to the grave bag covered with dead grass. In front of the grave stood a young man dressed in white, with a white hairband fluttering gently in the cool breeze of the night, but his figure was half motionless. And what attracted Ran Hao's attention was a long sword with an unsightly appearance at his waist.

Ran Haoxuan stopped seven steps away from him, and said with some uncertainty: "Young Palace Master?"

The young man in white turned around violently, his handsome face was a little surprised and surprised, his gaze stayed on Ran Haoxuan's face for a long time, and then fell on the snow-colored soft sword that was half covered by his sleeves: "Are you ...... Expansive?"

Ran Haoxu picked up his fingers and withdrew the soft sword, and knelt down on one knee: "Ran Haoxu greets the young palace master, the young palace master Wan'an." ”

Ran Xingchen's eyes were a little complicated: "Do you still call me the Young Palace Master?"

Ran Haoxuan lowered his eyes and said: "Haoxuan respectfully obeys the instructions of the Young Palace Master, if the Young Palace Master does not mind, please allow Haoxuan to continue to use this title." ”

Ran Xingchen sighed lightly, looked behind Ran Haoxuan, and asked, "Didn't he come with you?"

Ran Hao said: "I came here by myself while the young master was asleep." Seeing Ran Xingchen motioning for himself to get up, he stood up, his eyes fell on the grave bag and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Ran Xingchen looked at him with a sigh and said softly: "You can talk to the second uncle first, it's not too late to catch up after a while." ”

Ran Hao nodded silently, walked to the wooden sign with difficulty and knelt down like a force, tentatively reaching out to touch the ordinary wooden card, but only lightly touched it a few times with his fingertips, lest it hurt the wood that had no feeling. He knelt in a daze, and only after a long time did he gently spit out a hoarse call from his throat: "Master." After a pause, as if he was afraid that the person sleeping underground would not be able to hear his voice, he raised his voice and said again: "Master, Hao Xuan has come to see you." ”

All that replied to him was the rustle of fallen leaves in the cold wind of the night.

Ran Haoxuan was a little difficult to support himself, bent over and pressed his hands on the ground to stabilize his body, but his fingers couldn't help but tighten inch by inch and cut into the ground. At this time, the soil was not soft, but Ran Haoxuan didn't feel the chill and slight tingling in his fingertips at all, he just bit his lower lip, his eyes were forbearing, and he tried to restrain himself and not cry.

Ran Xingchen looked at him silently, I don't know what he remembered, and his originally calm face also showed a little pain of longing.

I haven't seen him for ten years, and even if I meet it, it's just a quick glimpse in the distance, but my concern for Ran Haoxuan has never diminished.

In Ran Xingchen's memory, Ran Haoxuan has always been silent and introverted, he is hard-working, sensible, and smart and strong. Even though his father has always treated him like his own son, he has always regarded himself as an inferior person like his master.

Thirty years ago, his father met a down-and-out boy here, and he couldn't bear to starve him, so he took him back to the Light Wind Palace. Because of this help, Ran Tingtong took more than ten years of painstaking efforts, and used his fragile body to bear the calamities for the Light Wind Palace, silently standing behind his father and giving everything, until he died for the Light Wind Palace instead of his father.

Twenty years ago, Ran Tingtong saw a baby who was still swaddling here, took him back to Qingfeng Palace, and accepted him as a disciple. As a disciple of Ran Tingtong, everyone in the Light Wind Palace regarded him as the second young master. But until he left Qingfeng Palace with Zhao Qingyan, until they met again after several years, he was still the same humility and the same as a subordinate.

Ran Haoxuan's somewhat uncontrollable sadness didn't last long, and his emotions quickly returned to calm, whispering something to the tomb, with a few smiles on the corners of his lips. Maybe because he has been straining his face for too long, his smile looks a little unnatural, but his eyes are full of longing and dependence, but they are sincere and not mixed with any impurities.

Ran Xingchen silently took two steps back, and didn't listen to what Ran Haochen was saying, which was regarded as a kind of respect for Ran Haochen, and also so that he didn't have to be sad again because of this.

"Master, I really don't understand, I don't understand until now. Why don't you let us take revenge? Why do you let us be tormented by such guilt, if Bao Zheng doesn't die, I won't have peace of mind for a day. Ran Hao muttered, and after saying this, he didn't speak again, knelt silently for a while, and then stood up.

Seeing him turn to look at him, Ran Xingchen hesitated for a moment and asked, "How are you doing in the Qi Palace?"

Ran Haoxuan didn't seem to understand what he meant, and only replied after a while: "Very good." ”

Ran Xingchen hesitated for a moment, but still asked the doubts in his heart: "Even if you come to see the second uncle, you have to hide it from him, it is not appropriate for him to do this." Pursing his lips, he added: "If you are embarrassed, you can come back at any time." ”

Ran Hao said: "This time, too many people are paying attention to this young master's every move. The young master revealed his identity on the painting boat today, and it is inconvenient to come with me, otherwise it will become troublesome if he is discovered. He pursed his lips: "The young master's mood and body are a little bad, I should be by his side." But I wanted to come and see Master today, so I put incense in the young master's incense burner, and then sneaked over. ”

"Mixiang?" Ran Xingchen was surprised, "You are not small." As if he was worried that Ran Haoxuan would feel guilty because of his words, he hurriedly asked about something else: "Is it because of the West Lake Bloody Case?"

Ran Hao was slightly stunned, and then nodded: "Although the young master has been patient, I can see that he is still scared, and his emotions are a little out of control." ”

Ran Xingchen didn't know what he thought, the smile on the corner of his lips slowly faded, and he looked at Ran Haochen with a straight face: "Haoxuan, do you think that this incident seems to be intentional?"

Ran Hao was stunned: "What?"

Ran Xingchen didn't answer immediately, but asked, "Is Uncle Jiang also by your side?"

Ran Hao nodded, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, as if he had thought of something, but he was still a little confused.

Ran Xingchen saw that he was also vaguely aware of the problem, so he bluntly said: "The time when Zhu Yangai appeared was about the end of the month, and the second uncle's death day and the time when Zhu Yangai appeared were only less than a month apart. The date of employment chosen by the Trojan Marquis Mansion is in the middle of these two events. Coupled with the impact of the West Lake Bloody Case on the little prince...... Don't you think it's too much of a coincidence?"

Ran Haoxuan's face slowly turned pale, but he didn't speak.

Ran Xingchen knew that he was not easy to speak, so he simply said what he wanted to say for him: "Half of the rivers and lakes know the relationship between Uncle Jiang and the little prince, and there should be many people who know about Uncle Jiang leaving Misty Butterfly Town and staying in the Qi Palace. The matter of the second uncle, people with a heart can find out some of it. In other words, it's normal for you, Uncle Jiang, and Little Wang Ye to stay together, and this time the time to choose the first card is just right to touch your scars at the same time. Isn't it?"

Ran Hao nodded: "It's indeed too coincidental." ”

Ran Xingchen said in a deep voice: "Don't forget that letter. ”

"Letter?" Ran Haoxuan wanted to ask for details, but when he saw the sky that had turned slightly white, he couldn't help but have a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

Ran Xingchen understood that he was in a hurry to go back, so he said, "You go back first, I think the letter will be sent over soon." "What should have been said has been said, and he doesn't need to ask more about the rest, Ran Xingchen will naturally not have much to do.

But if he knew about the catastrophe in the near future, he would never let Ran Haoxuan leave in order to save these few breaths.

Ran Haoxuan hesitated for a moment and bowed slightly: "Young Palace Master, then I'll go back first." ”

Ran Xingchen bowed slightly: "Go ahead." ”

Ran Hao took a few steps back, then turned around and left lightly, his white robe disappearing into the woods in the night.

Ran Xingchen watched him leave, then cast his gaze back on the wooden sign, and sighed lightly: "Haoxu, he can at least come here to take a look at you, but I, I can't even see my father's body." The second uncle is gone, Haoxuan is gone, and his father is gone......" The smile on the corner of his lips was bitter, but his eyes were calm and firm: "But I will guard the Light Breeze Palace, and if the second uncle does not fulfill his wishes, I will complete it for you." ”

The tooth white on the horizon became heavier and heavier, and Ran Xingchen bowed deeply to the mound, and then turned to leave, his back, but Xiao Suo was straight.