The Plow

This is the third death letter.

He Youan looked at the drawing paper spread out in front of him, feeling upset.

The drawing paper is a high-quality Shuxuan paper called Jinhuajian.

In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the palace used this kind of painting paper depicting golden flowers to write poems and paintings, and bestowed concubines and ministers on it, which was considered a fashion.Up to now, there are some people in the market who are interested in antiques and have produced imitation gold flower paper with dark patterns of gold flowers, commonly known as imitation gold flowers, which are very popular among rich ladies and those who pursue romance.

Right now, a picture is drawn on this "imitation golden flower".

A beautiful woman in a cheongsam was pushing the door out. The vegetation around the door was mostly withered, the petals were shattered, and only branches remained in the bushes.

There are also two small poems on the side, but it is very strange that they are not handwritten, but cut out of newspaper blocks and pasted on them.

The poor servant girl was born, and she died for Qing in the morning and evening.

The cheongsam women in the painting cannot see their faces clearly, but their Shen Yun figures are all like He Youan.

house.

Besides He Youan, there were two other people.

One, Shen Shiqi, was pacing back and forth with his hips on his hips.

A Teng Siping, the boss of the film company, sat opposite He Youan.

"I said, can you stop being so surprised? This is just a painting, a poem, what can it explain!"

Shen Shiqi's tone was very impatient. He had just been scolded by his uncle on the phone this morning. The words were harsh. The Shen family's greatest reliance was his uncle. The latter had a detached status in the Shen family and rarely interfered directly. What a trivial matter, this time he personally called to reprimand Shen Shiqi, telling him to keep a low profile with his tail between his legs, and not to cause trouble for the Shen family all day long. Shen Shiqi was trained to be terrified, so naturally his mood was not much better.

He also probably knew why he was admonishing him, but he didn't expect that the Yue family would mobilize people for a mere Ling Shu, and ran to the boss of the Yue family to come forward and teach him a lesson through his uncle.

Shen Qiqi became more and more annoyed, he didn't dare to talk back to his uncle, and he didn't dare to settle accounts with his Yue's family, so he could only vent all his anger on the weak.

"Sorry, maybe I was too nervous."

He Youan forced a smile, but his brows were still tightly knit.

When the beauty is sad, she has a special style, even more pitiful than usual.

Shen Qiqi pursed her lips, feeling a little regretful.

If he didn't like He Youan, he wouldn't keep her by his side all the time, but the status of the two of them was very different. Shen Shiqi boasted that he rescued He Youan from the slums, and single-handedly promoted her to the altar of star that everyone chased after. With both incomes and He Youan's soft-spoken voice, never being arrogant because of being favored, Shen Shiqi naturally went one step further, being arrogant and domineering.

However, it doesn't mean that he doesn't like He Youan anymore.

Teng Siping was very compassionate and cherished the jade, seeing that she was surprised and reprimanded like this, he rescued her and said: "Mr. Shen, if you are busy, go first, I will find someone to check here, it must be a prank. It's okay. Ms. He was frightened yesterday, so she was inevitably emotionally unstable, and she had many associations. I will send two people to follow and protect later."

Shen Shiqi's expression softened slightly, although his tone was still not very good, but it was not so harsh at all.

"That's it. Later, I'll ask the driver to take you to Yong'an Department Store. You can buy whatever you want, and charge it to my account. I'll come back tomorrow, huh?"

He pinched He Youan's chin and raised it slightly, as if to observe her expression and reaction.

He You'an also hummed, gently and softly, like a docile sheep nestling in the arms of its master, letting it go, never resisting.

But such a docile beauty can sometimes make people feel more sadistic.

Shen Shiqi's heart skipped a beat, but because of Teng Siping's presence, he didn't say anything, he just gently hooked He Youan's white and soft chin with his fingers and slid down again.

He Youan trembled slightly, but Shen Qiqi noticed it.

He smiled smugly.

As soon as Shen Qiqi left, Teng Siping couldn't bear to see her sad face.

"Don't be afraid. I'll find someone to follow you later. The previous two times were just a coincidence. Don't think too much about it."

Teng Siping said that he thought it was perfunctory consolation, but as the owner of the film company, he can only do so much. Everyone knows that He Youan is Shen Shiqi's slave, and he has to avoid suspicion even if he wants to. Otherwise, Shen Qiqi would go crazy, but ten stone lions might not be able to hold him back.

He Youan nodded absently.

In order to make her stop thinking about the painting, Teng Siping stretched out his hand and took the "Imitation Golden Flower" away. Before He Youan could stop him, he tore the painting into several pieces and took out a match Light it up and burn it, the action is vicious, as if this can drive away the lingering haze and bad luck.

He Youan sighed softly.

She had received three such strange letters in all.

The envelopes are the same, but the contents vary.

After the letter, strange things happened one after another.