In the Meteor Pavilion, Aunt Yu was lying on the bed, moaning sickly, and there were some blood stains beside the pillow.
"Auntie." Yun Yifeng sat on the edge of the bed, took her wrist and took her pulse.
Liu Xianxian stood aside and said anxiously: "It was fine after lunch, but after a while it was said that it was a stomachache, but not long after lying on the bed, she vomited and coughed up blood, Master Yunmen, is aunt okay?"
"Being hit by a very light amount of arsenic will not endanger your life." Yun Yifeng said, "The meals are shared by everyone, so there should be no problem inside. Besides, what else did my aunt eat?"
"It shouldn't be... It's nothing, arsenic?" Liu Xianxian was surprised when she heard it, "Auntie, did you eat after you went back to your room?"
Aunt Yu was in a daze from the pain, and after being questioned for a long time, she remembered that she drank water, which was the overnight tea in the teapot on the table.
Liu Xianxian handed the teapot to Yun Yifeng, and said: "There are still mung beans in the cabinet, I'll go and boil some mung bean water to detoxify my aunt."
Yun Yifeng nodded, and after she left, he opened the teapot and smelled it, then frowned unconsciously.
"Master Yunmen." Aunt Yu asked with trembling lips, "Is it really arsenic?"
"Yes, but my aunt drank very little, so she didn't hurt her internal organs." Yun Yifeng covered her with a quilt, "I've already vomited everything that should be vomited, and my body is in good condition, so I will be fine if I take care of it in the future."
Aunt Yu was still afraid: "They, I mean those murderers, are they really going to kill everyone one by one?"
"No." Yun Yifeng comforted, "Auntie, stop thinking about it and get a good night's sleep. I'll be here with you."
Aunt Yu's chest rose and fell, and she barely closed her eyes, but before she fell asleep, there was a sudden muffled sound not far away, "boom", like a squib buried in sand was ignited. When Yun Yifeng went out to look, he saw thick smoke billowing from the direction of the kitchen, black mist rose into the sky, and soon covered half of the sky.
So I was shocked, it caught fire
Although Guanyue Pavilion is far away from the kitchen, Ji Yanran heard the movement. He took the saber on the table with one hand and jumped out of the small courtyard.
"Squeak" sound of the door awakened Jin Huan from his dream. He sat on the bed for a while and felt that the outside seemed to be quite quiet, so he groped out of the bedroom and shouted: "Master Yunmen, Master Yunmen, you Still there? But what happened?"
"It's okay." Liu Xianxian came in with a bowl of medicine, and reached out to support him, "The flour stored in the kitchen exploded for some reason, and the oil tank was knocked over and caught fire. Everyone went to save it. Let me come over and say something."
Jin Huan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but he still had a headache: "Trapped on the snowy mountain, food is limited, and now this kind of thing happened. Alas, the house leaked and it rained all night."
"You yourself are still sick, so don't sigh, it sounds so frustrating." Liu Qianxian handed him the medicine bowl, "Hey, when I was making mung bean soup just now, I cooked an extra bowl by the way, clearing the fire and detoxifying it. Purpose, you drink."
"Thank you, girl." Jin Huan touched the table and put the bowl back, "I feel sick to my stomach, I'll drink it later."
Liu Xianxian looked at him: "Why, are you worried that I will poison you?"
Jin Huan said with a smile: "Why, the girl is overthinking."
"Then you drink!" Liu Xianxian forcefully said, "Otherwise, you have done too many sinful things to be so suspicious!"
"Miss, what do you mean?" Jin Huan was really displeased when he heard the words, he stood up and said, "I'm not blessed to accept this kind of care, please go back."
Seeing him turn around to leave, Liu Xianxian's complexion changed, she actually took out a dagger from her sleeve, and flew straight towards his back!
However, Jin Huan had been prepared for a long time. When the wind first came to his ears, he dodged to the left with his feet, avoiding this fatal move.
"As expected, you killed my father!" He was furious.
"That's right, it's me!" Liu Xianxian tore off her usual delicate appearance, gritted her silver teeth with hatred and blood, and spat fiercely, "Your father is dead, you filial son, go down and accompany him too!"
She is very strong in kung fu, and Jin Huan knew that he was no match, so he fought hard and shouted for help. Liu Xianxian looked down on this cowardly look, sneered, and kicked him into the icy rockery, the sharp dagger in his hand was like two flying fire meteors, piercing the opponent's eyes straight.
She wanted to kill her with a single blow, but suddenly a cold light flashed in the air, knocking her down in the snow with a thousand pounds of force.
Ji Yanran landed firmly on the ground.
Blood overflowed from the corner of Liu Xianxian's mouth, and his eyes wished he could gouge out his flesh: "You!"
"I haven't left all this time." Ji Yanran pointed to the roof, "It's there, but the girl was only focused on killing people, so she didn't notice."
Yun Yifeng also came in from outside the courtyard, holding a piece of furoshiki in his hand, which Liu Xianxian took with him when he went up the mountain, and it was stained with gunpowder powder—it was just found behind the kitchen.
Ji Yanran took Jin Huan out of the rockery, and said to Liu Xianxian: "I saw that the girl was carrying a lot of baggage, and I was still wondering why I haven't changed a few sets of clothes in the past ten days. Now it seems that the clothes inside They are all explosives, right? Not enough to blow up Guanyue Pavilion, and can’t find a chance to blow up people, so they buried them in the kitchen with a long lead wire, trying to turn the tiger away from the mountain?"
Liu Xianxian stood up and said tremblingly, "You have been suspecting me for a long time."
"Yes." Ji Yanran admitted, "I don't even dare to show my true colors. If I say that I have no ghosts in my heart, I'm afraid no one will believe it."
Jin Huan didn't understand, and asked, "What's the real face?"
Liu Xianxian didn't speak, but her eyes showed panic that she hadn't hidden. She thought that her disguise technique was superb, and even if she checked closely, there would be no flaws. When did the other party find out
Ji Yanran nodded her side face, and took the initiative to explain: "Because you have never blushed before."
Whether it is seeing the so-called "sweetheart" Yun Yifeng, being surrounded by herself in a corner for ambiguous flirting, or being angry at a group of men in the garden that night, no matter how thick-skinned a normal girl is, she should still be a little shy or shy. In her annoyed reaction, her complexion remained fair, and she couldn't even see a tiny blood vessel, and her mood changes depended entirely on her voice and eyes.
Yun Yifeng asked: "First, you poisoned Aunt Yu to lure me away, and then set up traps to blow up the kitchen to lure Brother Ji away, but you yourself have been lying in ambush outside Guanyue Pavilion. If I guessed correctly, those back mountain vines are also yours." Did you cut it off secretly? Who the hell is the girl, why do you want to trap everyone on the mountain and kill people one after another?"
Liu Xianxian reached out and touched behind the ear for a while, then tore it off forcefully.
A mask of human skin fell limply into the snow.
Yun Yifeng was slightly startled.
The face under the mask was covered with scars of different shades, and it looked rather ferocious, and one couldn't even tell the age.
"Scared?" Liu Xianxian laughed and said contemptuously, "It turns out that even the master of Yunmen, like other stinky men in the world, only cares about the skin on the outside. For my own sake, seeing a ghost like me, I just want to stay as far away as possible."
As she spoke, she approached Yun Yifeng step by step, as if she wanted to seek justice from him. Yun Yifeng tried to comfort her: "Miss Liu—"
Before she could finish her sentence, Liu Xianxian suddenly turned her footsteps, almost exhausted all her strength, and raised her knife to kill Jin Huan.
All this happened extremely quickly, before Jin Huan even had time to react, he felt a cold pain on his forehead, a thin stream of blood snaked down the bridge of his nose, and fell into his mouth salty.
Liu Xianxian said angrily, "Let me go!"
Using her hands as claws, Ji Yanran firmly clamped Liu Xianxian's shoulders and dragged her back, subduing her in the snow. If he hadn't been fast enough just now, a bloody hole would have been opened on Jin Huan's skull by now.
"Brother Jin." Yun Yifeng hurried forward, wanting to check the wound for him. However, Jin Huan had been so agitated by the successive accidents and pain that he lost his sanity. His father was beheaded in the middle of the night, and the other party went all out to kill himself as well. Overwhelming tremors surged, turning into huge waves and beating people almost to suffocation, as if one step would step into the gate of hell. He didn't want to think about the conspiracy, and couldn't figure it out, so he roared like a trapped animal, and slapped thunderously in the direction of Liu Xianxian.
It was one of the few high-level martial arts of the Jin family. It had been unable to practice before, but now in the sea of extreme fear and anger, it was actually quite close.
Liu Xianxian was hit by Kankan, her heart stopped with severe pain, a large stream of blood spewed out of her mouth, slipped from Ji Yanran's hand, and lay limply in the snow.
Yun Yifeng supported Jin Huan: "Are you okay?"
Jin Huan shook his head in a daze, and asked out of breath, "Is she dead?"
Ji Yanran tried Liu Xianxian's breath, and said, "I'm out of breath."
Jin Huan's knees became weak, and after a long time, he also sat in the snow, whimpering and crying: "Father, I have avenged you."
Yun Yifeng and Ji Yanran looked at each other, and both felt... This accident happened suddenly and inexplicably. The only thing to be thankful for is that Jin Huan only suffered minor injuries, and his life was not in danger.
The first time the ground centipede caught fire in the kitchen, Yun Yifeng arranged to take care of Aunt Yu, and stayed in the Meteor Pavilion obediently, not knowing what happened outside. It wasn't until the next day that I heard about the whole thing, and said in surprise: "So that girl is the murderer behind the scenes? After killing so many people, what is she trying to do?"
"I don't know." Yun Yifeng said, "But she doesn't look like the mastermind behind the scenes, killing people one after another, maybe she is just completing the task."
The ground centipede originally wanted to say something about the killer's cold blood, but then remembered that there was Mu Chengxue in the hall, so he changed the subject, patted his chest and said happily: "Whether it is the mastermind behind the scenes or not, anyway, the killer is dead, and there is no one on this mountain." Others, at least much more secure than before."
"More than half of the food was blown away. I checked just now, and there is only less than half a month's ration left." Ji Yanran said, "Aunt Yu has not recovered from her poisoning, and she will rest in Piao Piao Pavilion recently. Everyone will take the food back to the residence , Let’s cook separately in the future.”
The ground centipede knew very well that he was a burden to touch up the mountain halfway, so he could still get a piece of food at this time, so naturally he wouldn't have any objections, but he still didn't want to live with Mu Chengxue, so he took the initiative to ask Ying, saying: "Jin Shaoxia's eyes are still I'm blind, and the two of you are busy taking care of Aunt Yu, why don't you let me move to Guanyue Pavilion?"
"No need." The curtain was lifted, Jin Huan walked in from the outside, and said with a tired and sick face, "My eyes can see."
"Ah?" The centipede cried when he heard the words, but felt that this seemed to be a good thing, so he squeezed out a hypocritical smile that was uglier than crying, and said dryly, "Are you done?"
Jin Huan ignored him, but said to Ji Yanran: "I want to see Liu Xianxian's body."
"Stop in the firewood shed in the backyard." Ji Yanran said, "My heart was shattered by Brother Jin's palm, and I vomited blood and filth all over my body. Let's see what she does."
"Father-killing revenge is irreconcilable." Jin Huan said ruthlessly, "Even if I can't kill her alive, I will shatter her bones and ashes after death!"
The ground centipede was thinking about establishing a relationship with Jin Huan, so that the other party would let him accept him, so he volunteered and took him to the firewood shed in the backyard. The two left for half an hour, and when they came back, the ground centipede turned pale, and whispered to Yun Yifeng when there was no one around, that the young master of the Jin family took the whip to kill Liu in order to avenge his father. The slender corpse was bloody and bloody, it was really scary to look at.
Yun Yifeng asked: "Do you still want to move to Guanyue Pavilion?"
The ground centipede shrugged and said: "Forget it, forget it, even if Mu Chengxue is a killer, but he didn't collect the money, he probably wouldn't kill me, so let's continue to live in Xinuange."
Night fell soon again.
Yun Yifeng stood by the stove and carefully studied the rice noodles and cabbage. A piece of pork was placed on the cutting board, which was chopped into different sizes by the kitchen knife.
Ji Yanran sighed: "The way the door master cuts the meat reminds me of the one in the palace—"
Yun Yifeng looked up at him: "The royal chef?"
Ji Yanran said truthfully: "A corpse dismemberment case."
A kitchen knife flew towards him with a cold light.
His Royal Highness Xiao Wang dodged, and smiled and said: "If you don't know how to cook, don't force it."
Yun Yifeng couldn't get what he wanted, so he raised his legs and walked out: "Then the prince will do it slowly, I'll go to the front hall to have a cup of tea."
"Hey!" Ji Yanran stopped him, "I don't know how either."
Yun Yifeng: "..."
Ji Yanran stared at him with big eyes.
There is not much food on the mountain, and there is no capital to waste it.
A moment later, the two of them stood respectfully at the door of the bedroom holding a pen and paper.
"Auntie, how are you getting along?"
Cooking is not much easier than taking the number one prize. The two of them studied the oil temperature and seasoning carefully for a long time, and finally they managed to make a pot of rice and a pot of soup, which was bland and tasteless, and half of the oil was missing. Aunt Yu sat at the table and said, "I'll cook it tomorrow." let's eat."
"Isn't it delicious?" Yun Yifeng took a sip of the soup, and the taste was okay.
Aunt Yu patted his hand, and said softly: "It's not that it's not delicious, but I should have done all these rough jobs, so how can I let you cook." She wanted to speak as lightly as possible, but her face was He couldn't hide his sadness, his whole body was sallow and gray, and he looked a little lifeless. Yun Yifeng understood her mood, and patiently advised: "Stop thinking about Miss Liu."
"How could she be the murderer?" Aunt Yu really couldn't figure it out, "For no reason, why did she kill someone?"
"There will always be a day when the truth will come to light, Auntie, don't cry in a hurry." Yun Yifeng changed the topic, "It's rare for me to cook a meal, even if it tastes bad, give me some face."
Aunt Yu agreed, raised her sleeves and wiped her tears, and told him that in her previous bedroom, there were still some pickled pickles and pine nut sugar, and a few taels of good tea were hidden.
"Auntie gave me all the wealth of the family." Yun Yifeng smiled, and then said to Ji Yanran, "There are snow-covered barren mountains, the food is very expensive, so I have to search for it quickly, and I will go get it with my aunt after eating. "
His Royal Highness Xiao Wang was very enlightened: "It's snowing outside, and it's getting dark, I'll accompany you."
Aunt Yu praised again: "Ji Shaoxia is really considerate."
"I know, my aunt said last time, whoever marries him will be blessed." Yun Yifeng handed over the bowl and chopsticks, "Come, eat."
Ji Yanran rubbed her chin, deeply convinced.
Whoever can marry me will be very blessed.
After a hasty meal, the three of them went to the Meteor Pavilion together. Yun Yifeng helped Aunt Yu pack up her things, but when she went out, she didn't see Ji Yanran, and she didn't know where she went. There was only a lantern stuck diagonally in the crack of the stone.
Aunt Yu worried: "It's dark and slippery, and the house is not peaceful, so something must have happened?"
Before Yun Yifeng could speak, a person came hurriedly from the opposite side, it was Jin Huan with a lamp.
"Brother Jin." Yun Yifeng stopped him, "Where are you going?"
"Master Yunmen." Jin Huan sighed, "I was bored, so I went to see my father again."
Jin Manlin was buried under a rockery in the garden. The coffin was nailed with improvised door panels, and he didn't even have a piece of money for incense sticks. Yun Yifeng was comforting, when he saw Ji Yanran walking over from the other end, holding a jug of wine in his hand, which he had just brought from the kitchen.
"Look, Auntie." Yun Yifeng raised his hand, and rubbed it with his elbow, "You and I were worrying for nothing. It turned out that he was looking for wine. Do you still think he is reliable and considerate now?"
"It's what you said, food is precious in the wind and snow, so wine is naturally precious." Ji Yanran smiled, and said, "Brother Jin also come to a pot?"
Jin Huan waved his hands again and again: "Although the murderer is dead, the world is not a stable one. Maybe there will be new troubles. Let's go back and rest earlier."
He was depressed, and his back was shaking when he left. Ji Yanran handed the wine jar to Yun Yifeng, took the lantern with the other hand, and helped Aunt Yu back to the residence.
There are only two guest rooms in Piao Piao Pavilion, Aunt Yu occupies one, and the remaining two share the other.
Yun Yifeng put the wine jar on the table casually, stood at the door of his bedroom and looked it over, and sincerely suggested: "My lord, spread a few more thick mattresses on the floor, so that you won't be cold when you sleep at night."
Naturally, Ji Yanran would not snatch this bed, but at this moment, seeing his righteous face, she was also amused, so she reminded: "This seems to be... my room?"
"Seeing that the prince is so tall and mighty, with a strong body, he must have drilled through sand pits and snow nests during the war, so he should have gotten used to it long ago." Yun Yifeng patted his strong chest and said calmly, "And I don't It’s the same, delicate and expensive, and I’ve never suffered a little, how can I sleep on the ground.”
His attitude is sincere, his eyes are innocent, and he doesn't speak like a bully who grabs the bed, but he seems to be promising the other party a huge benefit. The white clothes are spotless, and the person is also spotless. Under the candlelight, it looks more like a handful of fine snow—no need to recite "I'm sick, I'm poisoned, thank you for the blood ganoderma", the prince has already voluntarily backed down and raised his hand Said: "I will make the bed for the door master."
"How embarrassing." Yun Yifeng was hypocritical and polite, and stuffed the quilt all over, "Thank you."
…
His Highness Xiao Wang's bed is very soft and smells good. It is not like the heavy agarwood used by ordinary rich and noble sons. Instead, it has a hint of clear and distant, like the starry sky in the northwest sky, flickering and flickering under the night wind, and then falling in the early morning. A misty cool hoarfrost.
Yun Yifeng liked the fragrance very much, laying down in the brocade quilt relaxedly, chatting with him, closed his eyes unconsciously, and fell into a deep sleep.
Ji Yanran put down the bed curtain for him, completely relieved of sleepiness, and sat cross-legged on the ground thinking about the future arrangements all night.
The next morning, Xinuang Pavilion.
The centipede cooked the meal, knocked on the bedroom door for a long time but no one opened it, and didn't dare to offend the cold-blooded ancestor, so he carefully covered the meal and simmered it in the fire, and fled all the way to the Piao Piao Pavilion to breathe.
"Master Yunmen, Ji Shaoxia!" He was used to vulgarity, and he knew that these two people were easy to talk, so he rushed in without hesitation, but before his feet landed, a cold long sword was placed around his neck.
The centipede's soul flew away: "Yun... the master of Yunmen?"
"What are you doing here?" Yun Yifeng looked at him coldly.
The ground centipede was confused by his question, what to do, I can't come to visit? I haven't said it before. He shrank back cautiously, so as to be far away from the life-threatening Flying Luan, and said with a mournful face: "I'll just come and sit for a while, and ask for a glass of water, maybe something happened again?"
Yun Yifeng's brows were like knives, and his eyes were red with frost. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Aunt Yu is dead."