Qian Fu watched Shou Wang and the others leave in an instant, then turned around and said, "Miss, let's go back."
Qingguan nodded and said: "Uncle Fu, you and I ride in a carriage."
Qian Fu knew that the young lady had something to say, so he glanced at Yueniang and the others and personally helped the young lady get into the car.
The car moved slowly, and Qingguan told Qian Fu everything.
After Qian Fu heard this, he was so shocked that he could not speak for a long time.
Qingguan didn't say much, only whispered: "Uncle Fu, as long as he ascends to the throne, the case between Qian and Sheng will be vindicated. I have been waiting for six years, and this day has finally arrived."
Qian Fu burst into tears and said, "Miss, if I can live to see this day, I will die without regrets."
Qingguan raised his eyebrows and said, "Uncle Fu, you have already told me to die twice, and you are not allowed to say it again in the future."
"Yes, miss."
"I won't let you wait too long. It could be three to five years at least, or ten years at most. We will definitely find out."
Qian Fu's body softened and he leaned against the wall of the carriage, trembling uncontrollably.
Qingguan reached out and gently held his.
Since Uncle Fu's hair turned gray overnight six years ago, he has never grown a single black hair. In the past few years, he has been running around for her, and the wrinkles on his face are as deep as knife carvings.
She closed her eyes, as if she was speaking to him or to herself. "When I was young, I was innocent and had never experienced life or death. I always felt that my parents and elders were right in front of me and would never leave. Now, I feel fear in my heart. They were lying inside one by one, all gone, or in The king of hell is waiting to be reincarnated, or he may have already entered this world, but he will never be with me again.
Missing. "
Qingguan's heart gradually sank, "Uncle Fu, I only have you and Yueniang left. You must live a long life and stay with me for the rest of your life."
Qian Fu's eyes were full of tears, "Don't worry, Miss, I have to take care of myself even for the sake of Miss."
Qingwan let go of her hand and smiled faintly, "Go back and talk to my master about this and ask him to give me some advice."
"Don't worry, miss."
Qian Fu shed tears and seemed to have thought of something, "By the way, miss, the Qian family's mansion is still there. Do you want to go take a look tonight?"
"Are you still there?" Qingguan felt panic in her heart, "Why are you still there?"
Qian Fu said in a low voice: "It was burned badly, and ghosts often appeared at night, so no one dared to buy it. Over time, it became abandoned."
Qingguan asked anxiously: "Where's the one from Sheng Mansion?"
"The one in Sheng Mansion was bought by a wealthy businessman from the north and has been completely changed."
Qing Wanying burst into tears and sighed: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I told you, I'm afraid the lady will be sad."
Qingguan pushed away Qian Fu's hand and entered from the front door with staggering steps.
What catches the eye is a tall and towering sycamore tree, still lush and prosperous. Qingguan stood under the tree, and she could even clearly point out where she was hiding.
Looking forward, Qingwan didn't take a step for a long time.
What kind of place was that? It was devastated, with broken walls and ruins, a miserable scene. Qingwan lost two of his three souls, and his face was as pale as paper.
Qian's mansion is not big, but it is exquisite. My grandfather spent a lot of money to renovate it for his parents' wedding. This place once had birds singing, flowers fragrant, and laughter filled the air. It was a childhood paradise for her and her brother.
"Miss?" Qian Fu and Yueniang followed behind, with worries in their eyes.
Qingwan pretended not to hear anything, picked up the hem of her skirt and ran forward.
It had been a long time since anyone had walked by, and the surface was slippery. Qingguan staggered and fell heavily to the ground.
Ignoring the pain, she climbed up without any hesitation, walked all the way in, and rushed to her parents' yard in one breath. Looking up, Qingwan's tears fell freely.
My parents' yard is called Zelan Yard, named after the medicine, and it is a place filled with flowers and trees.
There used to be a pine and a cypress in front of the court, which were planted by my father after his mother gave birth to his younger brother. The father said that his brother was a pine and she was a cypress. When one day they grew up and started a family, these two trees would still be guarding him and his mother in front of the court.
Qingguan reached out and touched it, feeling unbearably sad.
"Miss, let's go. There's nothing to see here..."
Yueniang stepped forward and persuaded in a low voice. She even complained about Qian Fu in her heart. Why did she bring the young lady here? Isn't this a stab in the young lady's heart
Not to mention that the young lady has lived here for more than ten years, even she, a slave who went to the south, felt like a knife to her heart when she saw such tragic images.
Qingguan didn't hear it at all, she rolled up her skirt and ran out of the path next to the courtyard. She wanted to see her yard.
Just as Yue Niang was about to chase after him, Qian Fu stopped her and said, "That direction is the young lady's yard, don't worry."
"Qian Fu, you..."
Yueniang was full of complaints, but she swallowed them all when she saw the tears in Qian Fu's eyes.
Under the moonlit night, a woman in white was running quickly, the wind blowing her messy hair, her face completely lost its previous calmness.
Suddenly, her eyes darkened and she suddenly stopped.
Under the shadow of the moon, a man stood with his hands behind his back. When he heard the noise, he turned around.
How could it be him
Qingwan felt like being struck by lightning, with a feeling of thousands of arrows piercing the heart.
The man was obviously taken aback, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
Why is she here
Their eyes met, and neither of them moved. They were facing each other from a distance, separated by a few feet. The moonlight was like rain and silk, lingering and lingering on the two of them, making them feel deserted.
Qingguan's body trembled slightly, and her mind was spinning very fast. You have to show off to this person, otherwise he will become suspicious.
He wore a slim-fitting white crepe robe with splashes of water and moiré patterns. This color had been her favorite. Qingguan narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a vicious hatred in his heart.
How shameless do you have to be to come here to remember the past
The pain was so extreme that Qingguan calmed down. She took two deep breaths, a sneer on her lips, and looked away, as if there was no such person in front of her.
The woman in front of her has long eyebrows and clear eyes. Her jade face and red lips are scattered like satin black. There is no trace of decoration on her body, but she is extremely elegant. No wonder the seventh child of the Jiang family and Yin Lifeng fell in love with such a clever person.
Su Ziyu inquired with eyes: "The lady in the boudoir didn't sleep in the boudoir late at night, so she came here instead. Miss Sixth, I'm glad to meet you."
Qingguan's eyes were deep, but his expression was indifferent, and he didn't know the hidden irony in this sentence.
This courtyard was once called Pei Lan Yuan. She disliked the unpleasant name of the courtyard and insisted on changing it to Qi Yu Yuan. No one knew that Qi Tongqi and Yu Tongyu were taken from one of the two names.
Her little thoughts were hidden from everyone, but not from Su Ziyu. He looked at the strong fonts on the courtyard door, leaned against the wall, stroked her hair, and said, "I think the twin courtyards sound better."
She raised her foot, stepped on his firmly, and then twisted it a few times until he grinned and then let go, "You are not allowed to dislike it, you can only like it."
He nodded, with an elegant smile on his face, and looked at her tenderly and lovingly, "Our courtyard will also be called Qiyu Yuan after we get married."
Her smile was clear and bright, more dazzling than the scorching sun that day.
"Su Ziyu, don't go back on your word."
"Qian Ziqi, do you think I am you who always contradicts me?"
She smiled coquettishly and said sophistically: "A gentleman should keep his promise. Women don't have to, hum..."
His eyes were full of doting, "Okay, okay, okay, whatever you say is whatever it is."
The night wind blew, and the sarcasm on Qingwan's lips became stronger. She actually held a man who was as sinister and vicious as a snake in her hands and treated him as a treasure. It turned out that it was so ridiculous in the past, so ridiculous that it made people want to cry.
She resisted the urge to scatter the poison powder and turned around to leave without saying a word. A hand blocked her path.
"Miss Sixth, I'm curious how you got out of the house? What are you doing here?"
Qingguan raised her head, with thousands of years of ice in her eyes, and asked without answering: "On Qingming night, I came to see my cousin. What about you, Mr. Su, are you also here to see my cousin?"
Su Zi's soft and delicate "Where are you" made Su Zi speechless.
Before he could think about it, Qingguan's indifferent voice came up again, "Sanye Su shot my cousin to death with one arrow. I don't know how I feel in my heart standing here?"
Su Ziyu swayed, a look of pain flashing in his eyes.
"I heard that ghosts come out of their cages on the Qingming Festival. Mr. Su, you have to be careful. Maybe my cousin's ghost is hiding in a corner at this time and looking at you coldly."
"Miss Sixth?" Su Ziyu was startled by the gloomy tone of her voice and called out in a low voice.
Qingguan felt disgusted every word.
"Look at how your reputation has been ruined, your family has been ruined, and you are beyond redemption."
Su Ziyu's color suddenly changed, she took a few steps back and looked around vigorously.
Ziqi, are you there? Are you hiding in the dark and looking at me? I am sorry for you.
I shot that arrow, but I had no other choice... no other choice... In these years, you never refused to enter my dreams, you must have been cruel to me...
There is a faint fragrance floating in the night sky, and the bloody scene six years ago seems like a world away.
For a long time, Su Ziyu said in a deep voice with extremely sad tone: "I just... came to see her."
Looking up blankly, the woman in front of him had disappeared. Suddenly, a thick cold sweat broke out on Su Ziyu's back, as if the scene just now was just an illusion.
He ran for two steps. Under the shadow of the moon, the surroundings were eerie and terrifying. He couldn't hear a sound. The only thing he could hear was the sound of his own heartbeat.
Su Ziyu jumped up, flew up to the top of the wall, and looked down from a high position, but there was still no trace. Could it be that he really saw a ghost
Is it her Qian Ziqi's ghost
In an instant, Su Ziyu's face turned extremely pale.
At this time, Qingguan was holding her slightly aching chest and lying on Chen Ping's back, running between the high walls.
Chen Ping's footsteps were extremely fast. After half a cup of tea, he jumped up and landed firmly in the backyard.
"Miss, I'll pick up Qian Fu and the others. You go back to your room and rest quickly."
Qingguan grabbed him and said, "Be careful."
"Don't worry, miss."
After Chen Ping left, Qingguan hurried back to the room. The moment he entered the room, his body softened and he slowly fell to the ground.
Chunni, who was on the bed, heard the noise and hurriedly got out of bed and was about to light a candle. "Don't light the fire, help me up, and pour me a cup of tea."