Chapter 280

"Wanping..." Chai Xuanyi murmured.

He opened his eyes and heard his voice, but his eyes were blank. He seems to remember a lot of things, but his head is empty, there is no clear picture.

"A Lang?" A voice sounded in his ear. Chai Xuanyi turned his head and saw a strange face.

Yuan Zi saw him in a daze and sighed, "a Lang, the maid is Yuanzi's maid who serves your daily life."

Chai Xuan Yi Mu ran nodded and listened to Yuan Zi's way, "you had a high fever last night, and you also called people's names at random. I thought you remembered something."

Chai Xuanyi stupidly listened. He could not react for a moment. After a long time, he asked hoarsely, "who am I?"

"You are the husband of the Chai family, ranking fourteenth in the family..." Yuan Zi's voice stopped. According to the original words, she would introduce when he married the county master of Wenxi and when he could set up his residence alone But at this time, his wife is lying in the mourning hall. What should he do if he asks where his wife is and asks to see her as usual?

"A Lang, your fever has just returned. Don't think about too many things." Yuanzi soaked the towel cloth with water, wiped Chai Xuanyi's face, and continued, "do you want to lie down for a while, or do you collapse now?"

Chai Xuanyi Leng Leng for a long time, just way, "collapse."

Yuan Zi called the maid in and waited on Chai Xuanyi to wash and change clothes. Chai Xuanyi let them play with it, but his eyes were fixed on the white silk flower in the hair of a maid. After a long time of looking at it, he felt that his throat was blocked, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the flower down.

The maid, who was helping him to tidy up his clothes, screamed with fright. He looked at Chai Xuanyi in surprise, and then quickly lowered his eyes and bowed over and said, "my servant should die."

For a long time no one responded, she secretly raised her eyes, but saw Chai Xuanyi staring at the flowers in her hand.

Yuan Zi looked at the series of actions of Chai Xuanyi in astonishment, but he didn't react for a moment. After a long time, he said, "a Lang What do you think of? "

Chai Xuanyi's clothes have been put on. His hair has not been combed yet. He is only loose behind his back. His slender and beautiful hand is holding a white silk flower. His eyes seem to be staring at it, but it seems empty and has no focal length.

The house is quiet and frightening. Yuanzi waves his hand quietly and makes everyone go down.

"Ah Lang, I'm going to leave first. If you have anything to do, I'll call you a maid." Yuan Zi said that he did not respond, afraid that he forgot, and then again remind the way, "the maidservant's name is Yuanzi."

Said, she also backed out, just walked to the door, but listen to Chai Xuanyi call her, "round son."

"Yes, what can I do for you Yuan Zi pauses.

Chai Xuanyi said slowly, "I Who else is at home? "

Yuan Zi's heart thumped for a moment and said with a smile, "the master of the Chai family has more than a hundred people. I can't make it clear for a moment. Why don't you have breakfast first, and I'll talk slowly?"

Chai Xuanyi nodded.

Outside the snow has been small, but the day is still overcast, occasionally there are one or two snowflakes falling.

The gate of Chai mansion has been hung with white silk. In the snow, there is no mourner. Not long after noon did a carriage stop at the door.

The porter, who was warming the fire, got up immediately and saw a woman in moon white plain clothes coming down from the car supported by the handmaid. Her face was covered with black soap gauze. She was dressed as a condolence. She said, "is this lady?"

"I'm here to express my condolence to the headmaster of Wenxi County. Please forgive me for not being able to identify myself." She said slowly in her cold voice.

The porter knew that the identity of the head of Wenxi County was shunned by many people, and there was no master who could be the master in the house. He thought about it and thought that there was no plot in the house. He asked her to go to the gatekeeper first, and then sent someone to inform the housekeeper.

After waiting for a moment, a servant came over and said, "Master Wu, let me take you to the spirit hall."

It's not the housekeeper's neglect, but the mourner has said that he doesn't want to show his identity, so he follows the guest's meaning and goes low-key.

The boy was speechless all the way. He led the people to the spirit hall and left in a hurry.

There is only one coffin and a room full of Bailian. In front of the coffin, there are sacrifices. No one is guarding the coffin. There are only a few maids standing in the corridor.

Ran Yan looks at the coffin on the opposite side, and once again has a feeling of resistance to the corpse, not only because she appreciates Li Wanping's personality, but also because she has a similar face with herself, which is also the reason why she can't help but come to mourn the county Lord Wenxi.

Ran Yan did not know the funeral customs of the Tang Dynasty. He only bowed three times to the coffin. The night green behind me is inexplicable, but I can also feel her solemnity.

After standing for a while, ran Yan leads the evening green to leave.

When I went to the courtyard, I heard the clear music coming from the piano. I moved in my heart, and I unconsciously followed the sound.

"Lady, that's the backyard." The boy reminded.

Ran Yan, as if he hadn't heard of it, went straight through a door and saw the plum blossom blossoms in the garden and the snow on the branches. It was not as beautiful as the blooming flowers.Seeing this, he didn't dare to stop him. He didn't know what to do. He quickly turned the way and went back to ask the housekeeper.

Ran Yan listens to the sound of the piano and guesses that no one has told Chai Xuanyi the news of his wife's death. She was just about to walk into the plum garden, but suddenly saw a blue dress maid flash past, to the study side. Ran Yan, standing behind the plum tree, was wearing a white dress. The maid was in a hurry and didn't see her.

Ran Yan has been to the study once, still remember the road, hesitated for a while, then with the past.

When she came to the door of the study, she only saw a brazier under the corridor. She heard the sound of footsteps, and immediately pulled the evening green to hide behind the wall, and quietly stretched out her head to spy.

The maid in the blue shirt took out a stack of thick paper from her sleeve and threw it into the fire pot one by one.

Ran Yan saw her back to this side, then from the side of the stairs to the corridor, put the footstep to the lightest.

The maid seemed to be alert all the time. Ran Yan had just stepped on the porch, and before she had taken two steps, she suddenly turned around. Seeing someone she didn't know, her pale face softened a little. Seeing ran Yan's dress, she bowed over to her and said, "you're here to mourn your wife. This is the study, and the spirit hall is over there."

Ran Yanmo approached her quietly. Ran Yan knew the maid, and had seen her in the study. She was the one who served the daily life of Chai Xuanyi, called Yuanzi.

"I have been thinking about how Chai Lang Jun remembers hatred and kills he Yanhe and Yulang when he has such a serious amnesia I see. " Ran Yan's eyes fall on the paper in her hand.

Ran Yan has no doubt about Li Wanping's intelligence quotient. If Chai Xuanyi really killed Bai Ru, she would not be so stupid to exchange her life for her life. Unless she found something with her, but it was too late, she could only use such a resolute method.

It's a pity that Li Wanping's personality can't exist for a long time, otherwise no one will be able to drill holes under her eyelids.

Yuanzi's face turned pale, not only because of Ran Yan's words, but also because ran Yan's eyebrows and eyes were too similar to that of Wenxi County's master. Once she admitted that she was wrong, she could admit it twice. Moreover, ran Yan's face was still covered with soap gauze at the moment.

"You You... " Yuanzi couldn't believe it. The paper in her hand was scattered all over the ground. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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