Zhu Lan is dead

Probably because I didn't sleep well last night, I woke up with a worse headache this morning, so I even lost my appetite when I ate.

Yu Changqi sat quietly by the side, his eating movements were always gentle, as unhurried as he was speaking, as if his every move was planned by a measuring stick.

Ye Fan was watching from the side, resting his chin in one hand, and fiddling with chopsticks in the bowl with the other. Thinking of the corner where he eavesdropped last night, he couldn't help but feel a little pity. Some are too inappropriate, and his appearance and family background are also impeccable. However, thinking of Lin Cijing's behavior last night, he felt a little uncomfortable for some reason, and couldn't help but tsk-tsk twice.

The originally quiet and almost stagnant atmosphere became inexplicably strange after his two tut-tsks. Yu Changqi paused for a moment with his hands clinging to the chopsticks, and turned to look at him after a while, "What's wrong?"

Ye Fan smiled slightly, and when he was about to speak out, Lin Cijing who was beside him suddenly said, "My lord!"

Yu Changqi turned his head to look at her again. Lin Cijing felt a little guilty in his heart. Although she wasn't completely sure if the person last night was Ye Fanji, but looking at the person in front of her...

His gaze suddenly met a pair of smiling eyes, those eyes were as transparent as clear water, clean as if they could see through everything, but the owner of those eyebrows had a shallow smile, and that kind of illusory smile made people the most beautiful. It was unpredictable, and my heart was numb for a while, Lin Cijing bit the bullet and looked away, looked at Yu Changqi and said: "My concubine, I saw this young man's clothes were all wet yesterday, so I ordered someone to prepare for it." I ordered some ginger soup to dispel the cold, so..."

Yu Changqi nodded when he heard the words.

Lin Cijing took a bowl of ginger soup from the maid Baosheng, and handed it to Ye Fanji with a smile, but Ye Fanji just smiled, and the smile penetrated from the bottom of his eyes to the bottom of his heart, making people feel like There was a creepy smell behind him.

It's just that before he took the ginger soup, Lin Cijing's hand suddenly shook, and the whole bowl of ginger soup was poured down. Ye Fan was a little surprised. Although he couldn't figure out what this woman was trying to do, fortunately he was prepared , the hot ginger soup splashed down and soaked half of his robe, but it didn't burn his skin.

"Oh, it's my concubine's mistake. Are you okay, sir?" Lin Cijing whispered, pretending to be surprised and guilty.

Seeing this, Yu Changqi immediately called the maid at the side, but Baosheng walked over immediately when he heard the sound, and when the handkerchief in his sleeve was about to get on Ye Fanji's robe, he stopped him.

"No need, I'll go clean it myself and change clothes later!" Ye Fan looked at Lin Cijing with a chilly voice.

Lin Cijing ignored him directly, and turned to look at Yu Changqi, "Please forgive me, my concubine is clumsy, please punish me..."

She looked pitiful, and naturally understood that Yu Changqi couldn't blame her for such a small matter. After all, although Yu Changqi didn't like her very much, she knew very well that this man was reserved and proud in his bones. The family education made him never embarrass others, especially women, for trivial matters.

Sure enough, Yu Changqi frowned lightly, looked at Ye Fan and said, "Go and change your clothes first."

"En", Ye Fan responded a few times, and then walked out without looking back.

*

"Ma'am, it's too conspicuous for you to do this. If the prince finds out, I'm afraid he will be blamed..." Baosheng stood aside, grinding the flower sauce in a small porcelain cup.

Lin Cijing sat on the chair, took a piece of bamboo, dipped some flower sauce and daubed it gently on the nails, the color of Koudan made of flowers was ruddy, showing some new wet stickiness, but the color was too light , "Go to the yard later and pick some more, this one is too weak, remember not to grind it finely!"

After wiping it off with a cloth towel, he said, "So what if I made it conspicuous? I just made it for him to see. How dare you let a child eat at the same table with me, how can you put me in the eyes of the mistress?"

Baosheng couldn't help laughing and said: "Madam, why is this so? Let's not talk about Your Majesty, even if there is a master, the prince would not dare not take you seriously. Back then, the man of the Ye family was the son of the prime minister. The relationship between the two of them There was a lot of trouble in the capital, but in the end, it wasn't..."

"Don't talk about it!" Lin Cijing suddenly turned serious, "The past has long been dusted, and everyone is dead. Why are you talking about this?"

Baosheng quickly shut up, remembering that his concubine's heart has always been with that man named Ye Zexu, he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. Back then, no one knew that Mr. Ye of the Ye family in the capital was a sick young man who was incapable of writing or martial arts, and he only wanted to favor Ye Zexu. Medical skills, but in the end, even his own illness can't be cured, but the prince regards him as the love of his life, and has touched so many evil scales for him, but it's a pity that in the end, people go to the building, is it because their princess is willing to marry him?

But now the concubine of their family has become a living widow, and she has become the laughing stock of the people in Beijing along with him. She doesn't know how to cherish it now, and even brought a young man back to attract attention...Wait, thinking so in his heart, Baosheng suddenly returned Suddenly, a question came out of his mouth, "Madam, do you think the person brought back by the prince... who does he look like?"

Lin Cijing's heart was in a mess, and she suddenly calmed down when she heard the words. When she saw the boy for the first time, she just thought he looked like that boy, but that smiling face didn't match that person at all. , the expression between the brows and eyes...isn't it just as simple as that?The fear in my heart suddenly surged like a rising tide, "Impossible, impossible, that man is dead, he is dead, how could it be? How could it be?"

Seeing that Lin Cijing's mood became unstable, Baosheng hurriedly said: "Madam, Madam, that person is indeed dead, he is dead!"

"No, no, isn't he dead? I didn't see his body, I didn't..."

"Ma'am!" Baosheng regretted bringing up this matter just now, and quickly took Lin Cijing's hand and said, "Ma'am, listen to me, that man is indeed dead, otherwise how could he still be so old today?" Such a young boy?"

"..."

Lin Cijing calmed down, her phoenix eyes turned red, she suddenly held Baosheng's hand, "Can you check it out for me, Baosheng, try it for me, I'm worried, can you help me?" ?”

"I will, ma'am, stop thinking about it, Baosheng will send someone to test it out!"

*

The ginger soup was full of flavor, not only was the color and smell stained on the clothes that couldn't be washed off, but even the body smelled strongly of ginger.

Ye Fan was a little helpless, he was always very sensitive to smells, so he had no choice but to bathe his whole body, but he couldn't help but feel a pity when he thought of what Lin Cijing did just now.

The woman's behavior actually confirmed that her collusion with outsiders was true, but she also seemed to suspect him. This time, she threatened herself with ginger soup to shut her up. Next time, she will do something that surprises him. ?

But in the face of Lin Cijing's cautiousness, he didn't take it seriously. He was not free enough to argue with a woman, not to mention that he seemed to care more about Yu Changqi than Lin Cijing's betrayal of Yu Changqi. What will Chang Qi think when he finds out, but... thinking of that expression that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, if he doesn't expose the matter carefully, then the woman's reaction after knowing Yu Changqi, I'm afraid she will be so distressed that she will go crazy?

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, held back a smile and walked out.

Walking through the veranda to the open courtyard on the west side of the atrium, he planned to ask the cook in the kitchen to boil a few buckets of water to remove the smell from his body and drive away the cold air.

*

"Gone?"

"What's gone?" Ye Fan asked, looking at the cook in front of him.

The cook was short and chubby, with a round face and black eyes, but his eyes were slender and slender, but he didn't have a narrow and good-looking appearance, but was a bit wretched and round. Ye Fan saw him a few times At the first glance, a word came to mind, called roe head mouse eye, which seems quite appropriate at the moment.

The deer-headed mouse looked at him and said, "There is no more firewood, so I need to boil the water and split the wood myself!"

"..." Ye Fan was a little speechless. How could this huge palace not have dry firewood in stock? It was obvious that this guy was making things difficult for him, but he didn't bother to talk to these people, "Where are there trees? Cut it off yourself!"

Zhangtoushumu led him to a small hill in the northwest of the backyard of the palace. The area around the capital was separated by a green wall. Looking behind, there were piles of mounds. He had heard people in the mansion say that this place used to be It was a mass grave during the Shang and Yu dynasties. During the war, many incurable people who died of illness were all thrown here. Later, there were rumors that ghosts lingered here and took their lives.

This is all the gossip of those little girls in the palace who have nothing to do and chat together. He doesn't believe in ghosts and gods and legends.

However, although there are quite a few trees here, they are almost all long and thin like a toothpick. In addition, the deer-headed rats are leaning on the trunk beside them and chattering non-stop. It has been almost an hour. Ye Fan didn't cut down a single decent tree.

"Hey, that tree can't be cut down, it's full of water, so it can't be burned!"

"That can't be cut, it just grew a piece..."

"This doesn't work either..."

Ye Fan looked down at the red marks on the palm of his hand rubbed by the rough ax handle, and stood there holding the ax for a long time without moving.

"Hey, why didn't you move..." The deer-headed mouse saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, and was about to go forward, when suddenly an ax flew out of nowhere, nailed hard on the tree trunk behind him, and was cut by the ax The sound of the air vibrated in my ears, and the thin tree trunk was almost penetrated. The roe-headed mouse was stunned for a moment, but before he had time to react, Ye Fanji stepped forward and grabbed his skirt, and said in a vicious voice: "Are you kidding me? Come on, believe it or not, I will chop you up for firewood in a while!"

As he said that, he picked up the squirrel and rubbed it against the ax on the side. When he saw that it was about to be pierced like a tree trunk just now, the squirrel hurriedly begged for mercy, "Hey, grandpa, please forgive me. The villain has no intention of teasing you!"

"You are not qualified to be my grandson!" Ye Fan stared at him, "Tell me, did Lin Cijing order you to do it?"

"Uh..." Zhangtoushumu hesitated for a moment, "No, it was the villain who offended the Lord...Mr., it's none of Madam's business!"

"Really?" Ye Fan glanced at him.

"Really, sir, don't believe me..."

"Forget it..." After hesitating for a moment, Ye Fan let go of his hand, turned and left.