white head

When spring comes, after the lingering and easy to disperse spring rain, the golden sunshine like a misty screen, and the gentle wind with the fragrance of wormwood stir the delicate glass wind chimes under the eaves.

"I know you're inside, I just want to ask you a few words."

Su Twenty-san raised his sleeves and lightly knocked on the maroon door a few times.

Fei Ran pushed open the door from the inside, and after seeing clearly that it was Su Ersan, she was stunned, with a confused expression on her brows and eyes:

"Three children?"

Su Niansan raised his eyes to look at him carefully, and his heart sank a little immediately: Fei Ran was standing leaning against the door, her forehead hair was disheveled, and there were light blue circles under her eye sockets, she looked very embarrassed.

"San'er, come in and talk."

Fei Ran turned sideways and motioned for Su Niansan to come in and talk, Su Niansan shook his head, put his hand on his lips, and made a "shh" gesture:

"Fei Ran, you just need to answer one question for me."

"Three children!"

"Shh, don't talk, I'll just ask one question and leave."

Fei Ran choked with sobs for a moment, and it was difficult to say what she had been brewing in her heart for a long time.

"Fei Ran, you know everything."

"Why did Hua Lian go to the Qian Mansion?"

"for me."

This sentence is enough.

"Three..."

The early spring breeze blew through the grass and wafted up the fragrance. Su Ersan stood against the light like this, like the smoke at the end of the ink painting that was almost gone.

Fei Ran was a little flustered suddenly, and stretched out her hand to grab his cuff embroidered with exquisite patterns. After the ultramarine color was soaked by the rain, it was so wet that it looked like a piece of moss stuck to it.

Su Twenty-san pursed her tight lower lip, and whispered three words:

"Please let go."

Feeling that the man didn't let go, but his fingers tightened even more.

Su Twenty-san turned around, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and one hand pushed away the slender fingers that were firmly grasping the sleeve:

"If you don't let go, how can I bring him back to you?"

Bring it back to me?

Fei Ran was stunned, and unconsciously let go of her hand.

Su Twenty-san was still laughing, with the projection of the constantly flickering sunlight reflected in his eyes, there was a vague flood of water:

"I'm familiar with Master Qian. I promise you that within an hour, I'll bring you Hua Lian back intact."

South Sea pearls, emerald gilt jade clasps, blue-and-white glazed vases, silver silk-wrapped double-button bracelets, gold silk fragrant wood inlaid cicada jade beads...

Several servants came in and out of the hall, and the sound of chaotic footsteps made the three people in the hall panic.

"Master Su..."

Yi Feng scratched his hair incomprehensibly, touched his nose, and gave Fengli a puzzled look.

"Master Su..."

Feng Li was in a hurry, and didn't have time to explain for a while, watching Su Ersan direct the servant to put things into boxes one by one, hesitating to speak.

"Su Twenty-three..."

Su Twenty-san's thin body was wrapped in green clothes and walking back and forth in front of him, the usually cold Bai Jin couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

There were a lot of questions to ask, but Su Ersan didn't leave them a suitable opportunity.

"Let's talk later, okay?"

Su Twenty-san turned his head, and he didn't have that disappointed expression mixed with loneliness, nor did he have a deliberately faked smile.

He just calmly ordered his servants to bring the presents, wrap them carefully in silk and satin, and pile them up again.

"Is it okay to talk about it after I rescue Hua Lian?"

"What will happen to you after saving him?"

With an aggressive tone, Bai Jin stepped forward and grabbed Su Ersan's pale wrist.

It seems that the dark green water surface of a lake is like a magnificent brocade, sprinkled with gurgling filaments like spring rain.There was a little confusion on Su Ersan's face, but he quickly hid it.

"How is he? Does he have anything to do with me? I just want to give Fei Ran a favor."

Is it really just that?

The three were silent at the same time.

Feng Li, who had the same experience, felt sad for a while, wishing for a catastrophe, when a thunderbolt struck Hua Lian to death.

A carriage stopped steadily at the gate of Qian Mansion, and Su Ersan lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and walked down.

The huge "Qian Fu" word "Qian Fu" is inlaid in gilt on the long ebony and black lacquered plaque, which actually flashes in the bright sunlight.

Su Twenty-san stepped in with one foot, paused for a moment, then stretched it out, shaking his head and smiling wryly: By tomorrow, everyone in Chang'an probably will know that Mr. Su came to pick up the thief.

Master Qian, Qian Xing, was sitting in the middle of the hall drinking tea. When he saw Su Ersan, he smiled like a spring breeze, and his face was bright with spring.

"I don't know what is the important matter of Young Master Su's visit to Qian Mansion this time?"

Su Niansan picked up the teacup, smiled slightly, and gave Ah Sui a wink.

The little book boy understood, clapped his hands together, and a group of servants carrying gifts came in.

When the gift box was opened, the room was filled with radiance in an instant.

"I don't know if Mr. Qian thinks highly of these little gadgets. Be careful, and I hope Mr. Qian will accept it."

Young Master Su put down his teacup, and a questioning expression appeared on his face that had been smiling lazily.

"Well, well, young master Su personally selected something. Is there any reason for me to be dissatisfied?"

"Then, I wonder if these things are enough to redeem a person from Master Qian?"

Narrowing the corners of his eyes slyly, Su Ersan fixedly looked at Qian Xing.

"Oh? Could it be that Mr. Su is doing it for the little thief that the family caught yesterday..."

Qian Xing paused, and then gently turned the rim of the cup.

"No! I forbid!"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard an angry voice coming from behind the curtain. The young man in fine clothes with his hands on his hips rushed to the center of the hall, glaring at Su Niansan.

"I like that man, I want Dad to reward me with him!"

It seems to be Qian Rong, the second son of the Qian family?

Second Master Qian turned his nostrils to the sky, and "hummed" dissatisfiedly at Su Niansan:

"Could it be that Mr. Su also took a fancy to that vixen?"

Vixen?If Feng Li hooked his fingers towards you, you probably wouldn't even be able to walk the road, right?

Su Twenty-san laughed, and shook his head lightly in his heart.

"You bastard! How can you speak here!"

Qian Xing slapped the table with one hand, stood up, and rebuked Qian Rong.Then he shifted his gaze to Su Twenty-san again.

"Xiaoer is rude, I hope Mr. Su doesn't mind. Mr. Su and Mr. Su are best friends. This time Mr. Su came to ask for someone in person again, but..."

Su Ersan's expression froze, and his blue-glazed eyes reflected a bit of coldness:

"I heard that Boss Qian brought in a batch of goods not long ago. I don't know if this business is going well..."

"This, this...bring me that little thief!"

Sure enough, without waiting for Su Ersan to finish speaking, Qian Xing shouted to his servants, with a vague uneasiness on his face, and it didn't take long for this uneasiness to be confirmed.

A few beads of sweat came out from between the corners of his forehead, and Qian Xing stretched out his finger to Hua Lian who was brought in:

"You bastard, Mr. Su came to protect you in person today, and Qian will not pursue it anymore. If there is a next time..."

Kneeling on the ground with his hands tied, the haughty young man didn't even say a word of thanks, his hostile gaze passed Qian Xing and turned directly to Su Ersan.

As if he didn't see it, Su Ersan remained motionless, cupped his fists and said to Qian Xing:

"Thank you, Master Qian, and please rest assured, Master Qian, what should be said and what should not be said, twenty-three has his own discretion."

After all, he asked people to untie the restraints on Hua Lian's body, and ordered Ah Sui to help her into the carriage that had been waiting outside.

Along the way, Hua Lian just lowered her eyes indifferently, and occasionally raised her head to look at the bustling crowds outside the window. Her clothes were already rotten, and she could see the traces of being pulled out by a whip.

Su Twenty-san took out a sleeve shirt and put it on him, Hua Lian looked away, and lowered her head: "Don't think that I will thank you for this."

I'm not here for your thanks either.Su Niansan sighed, opened the sedan chair curtain, and ordered the people outside: "Tell Ah Sui to Huatangchun to invite shopkeeper Fei."

When Fei Ran arrived, the doctor had finished treating Hua Lian.

Hua Lian had been whipped countless times, and the wounds had already been congealed with fresh blood. Her fair and thin body was covered with horrific wounds in disorder, piercing to the bone. Even Feng Li and Bai Jin couldn't help but gasp when they saw it.

Seeing that it was already Youshi, the dim yellow setting sun stretched out the last ray of sunlight, and Fei Ran just broke in like this, wearing the color of dusk.

The moment Fei Ran passed by Su Niansan, she stopped, turned around, and looked at Su Niansan from a distance of half a meter.

A strange atmosphere enveloped the whole room. After a long time, it was Su Ersan who said first:

"There is porridge on the table, and he didn't eat anything during the entire day he was locked up."

It seemed that something was wrong, thinking that Fei Ran personally diagnosed and treated him when he fell ill, and said again:

"I saw that Hua Lian was seriously injured, so I asked the doctor to take a look at it first. The doctors outside are not good at medical skills. I think shopkeeper Fei will not be relieved, but I can make another diagnosis myself."

Fei Ran stood still, and said word by word:

"No, you are different from him."

What does it mean?

Su Ersan was uncomfortable seeing him, so he got up and handed the bowl to Fei Ran:

"Feed him. I'll leave first. Let's leave after Hua Lian's injury is healed. There are more people here, so it's better to have more people to take care of him."

Fei Ran moved her lips and wanted to say something, but found that what she said was inappropriate, so she sat on the side of the bed and gently lifted Hua Lian, leaning his head firmly on her shoulder.

The stewed glutinous rice porridge was soft and fragrant after adding fish meat. Fei Ran silently took a spoonful and fed it to Hualian after testing the temperature.

When he stepped out of the door, Su Ersan unconsciously looked back.

The same railings and the same daylight, the figures turned into flowers are as beautiful as a precious painting.

Take a deep breath: Sure enough, I can't stay any longer.

"San'er, when Hua Lian finishes drinking the medicine, I have something to tell you."

was called.

"Don't rush to say anything in these two days, the first thing to do is to cure Hualian first."

Su Ersan didn't raise his head, and stepped out of the door.

As soon as he turned the corner of the corridor, he was stopped by someone. The white brocade dressed in blue folded his arms, and the faint fragrance of flowers spread:

"What? Don't ask me anything this time?"

"Of course there is."

Su Ersan raised his head abruptly:

"Hua Lian went to Qian Mansion, really because of Fei Ran?"

"No."

no? !

Su Twenty-san was stunned.

Bai Jin leaned in the corridor, her voice was always calm and calm, but there was a complicated expression on her face that wanted to smile, but also sighed.

"Hua Lian's accident happened because of Fei Ran, but going to Qian Mansion is not in his plan."

Turning his expression around, his lacquer-like pupils looked straight into Su Ersan's eyes:

"That is to say, Hua Lian did not go to Qian Mansion to steal anything. What he wants is not in Qian Mansion either."

"what does that mean."

"Fei Ran was poisoned, and Hua Lian was caught trying to find an antidote for him."

How could Fei Ran be injured?

Su Ersan's feet softened, thinking of that day, when the pale yellow moonlight lit up the night, the man in white smiled and cut a candle for him, saying, "But San'er, remember, no matter what happens, I will protect you .”

Yue still loses his elegance, and Xue also loses his softness, with such a peerless demeanor, even when he speaks, he habitually raises the end of his voice, with exuberant vitality and fresh joy.

How could such a person be poisoned?

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