The little lady of the Hou's Mansion who traveled through time

Before entering the scene, Song Sijun prepared the scene of seeing blood and flesh flying everywhere, but when he actually saw it, his scalp was still numb.

The bloody human skeleton was placed on the dining table in the house. The flesh and skin on the skeleton had been cut off, the head was missing, and blood was everywhere.

The internal organs were thrown into the pot and had already been cooked.

Song Sijun suppressed his nausea and carefully checked every detail he could find.

Lin Changxu accompanied Song Sijun to check some.

Song Sijun searched around the house, but couldn't find any flesh of the deceased.

Where did the murderer get the flesh of the dead?What is the use of his flesh and blood?

Song Sijun couldn't figure it out, so he asked Lin Changxu, "Are all the murder cases these days like this?"

Lin Changxu nodded, frowned and said, "They all lost their heads and flesh."

"Do these people's identities have something in common?"

Lin Changxu said: "Maybe the only thing they have in common is that they are all good-looking young people."

"What about identity?"

"Different identities. There are rich young masters and peddler maids." After Lin Changxu finished speaking, he took a deep breath, "Be careful these few days, too."

Song Sijun nodded, and went out with Lin Changxu after confirming that there were no omissions.

After the two came out, Song Sijun and Hua Yingyue explained the general situation, and Lin Changxu sent him and Shen Yinghan back.

On the way back, Song Sijun directly asked Lin Jinghuan about killing Princess Fuyi.

Song Sijun cut to the chase, "Why did Xiangye Lin kill Princess Fuyi back then?"

Lin Changxu obviously didn't expect him to ask this question. He felt sudden and didn't react for a while. After all, this incident was not something worth remembering for him. "I don't know, maybe I offended my father. What are you asking this for?"

Song Sijun looked at Shen Yinghan.

Shen Yinghan then said to Lin Changxu: "Back then, Xiangye Lin killed Princess Fuyi because he wanted to warm the little sage?"

"How do I know this? I wasn't even born then."

"..."

"Why do you suddenly care about this?"

Song Sijun hesitated for a moment, planning to show his cards and say, "Sage Wen's book says that he and Princess Fuyi come from the same place. You should understand what this sentence means."

Lin Changxu nodded, "Are you curious why Dad would allow Father to kill Princess Fuyi who came from the same place as him?"

It seems that this hundred years of life is not in vain, and the comprehension ability is very high.

Lin Changxu said very positively: "I don't know what you guys are thinking, but I can be sure that father must be the one who deserves to die when he killed Princess Fuyi. Although he often does some immoral things, he will never do anything reckless. As for Daddy, he is even more impossible."

These words seem to have been answered, but it seems that they have not answered anything.

Song Sijun's conjectures cannot be denied, nor can they be confirmed.

Up to now, Song Sijun felt that thinking about this matter was a bit self-inflicted, so he planned to forget about it.

At this time, Lin Changxu suddenly said: "Also, my father once told me that this world is more magical than he imagined."

"How do you say that?"

Lin Changxu said: "My father used to think that his adoptive father was a god, but after he had me, he believed in gods."

Song Sijun glanced at Lin Changxu, who was full of white hair but handsome.

Before meeting Lin Changxu, Song Sijun also firmly believed in science, but now...it's hard to say.

After arriving home, Song Sijun let Shen Yinghan enter the house, while he stayed at the door.

Lin Changxu looked at him: "Is there anything else?"

"Can you cure Shen Yinghan's illness?"

Lin Changxu looked at him, "Your uncle asked me the same question last year, and I answered him right then."

The answer Shen Huaqing brought back was no.

Song Sijun was puzzled, "But you are obviously... so amazing..." It is full of things that science cannot explain.

Lin Changxu looked calm, "Do you think I can control life and death, and will watch my father and brother grow old? No matter what, the ability is limited."

Song Sijun lowered his head, "In the end, he still looks like a magic stick..."

Lin Changxu was not angry when he heard this, but nodded in agreement, "I think so too." He raised his hand and patted Song Sijun's shoulder, "Everyone has his own destiny, we can't force it."

After watching the murder scene, Song Sijun really had a nightmare, and he had no appetite for breakfast.

He really couldn't figure out what kind of pervert would do such a thing.

After breakfast, Song Sijun prepared some gifts, and according to the plan, he and Shen Yinghan went to Qiaogong Workshop to apologize to Zhenfangshu.

When they arrived at Qiao Workshop, Jiang Yunsheng went out to kill the two of them after reporting their lives.

After saluting and saying hello to each other, Song Sijun found that his sleeves were rolled up and his feet were still covered with dirt, so he asked, "Brother Jiang is doing work?"

Jiang Yunhuai smiled sheepishly, "I made you two laugh. I don't have any hobbies, I just like planting flowers and plants, and I was renovating the soil just now."

While talking, Jiang Yunhuai had already led the two of them into the interior of the artful workshop, then pointed to the flower garden in the courtyard and said, "I planted those."

Song Sijun looked over and didn't recognize most of them, but they all looked good, so he praised: "Brother Jiang is so amazing."

Shen Yinghan, who was used to seeing other imperial courts, glanced at it, but wasn't very interested.

Then Song Sijun explained the purpose of the two people's visit.

Jiang Yunhuai said: "Senior brother usually wakes up very late, he should be still in the backyard now, I will take you there."

Song Sijun said, "Would it be a bit impolite for us to go directly like this?"

Jiang Yunhuai shook his head, and said as he walked: "Senior brother and I live in the backyard, you go and sit by my side first, and wait for me to talk to senior brother, and I will take you to his side."

There is a shop in front of Qiaogongfang, so when friends of the two come over on weekdays, they come directly to the backyard.

In the backyard, Song Sijun saw flowers and plants growing in front of the door of a room, so he asked with a smile, "I guess this is where you live, Brother Jiang."

Jiang Yunhuai nodded with a smile, then welcomed the two of them into the room, served some tea, and was about to check if the pillow practitioner was up.

Not long after Jiang Yunhuai left, Song Sijun saw a dog digging Jiang Yunhuai's freshly planted flower seedlings, got up and yelled at the dog, and drove the dog away.

Shen Yinghan also got up and came out, looking at the cherry tree in front of Jiang Yunhuai.

Shen Yinghan said: "This year's spring is quite early, and the cherry blossom trees are now blooming."

Song Sijun also looked up, searched around, and found two very inconspicuous flower buds on a branch, and laughed and teased Shen Yinghan, "Your eyes are so sharp, you can spot them all."

Shen Yinghan raised his finger to Jiang Yunhuai's flowerbed, "This is a buddha weeping flower seedling, it's very difficult to grow, there are only a few in the palace. I didn't expect him to grow a large one."

Song Sijun said: "It seems that he really likes flowers and plants. I met him in the library before, and he was looking for "Flower Code."

While talking, Jiang Yunhuai walked towards the two of them with a gentle smile, "Brother got up, I'll take you there."

Song Sijun nodded, then thought for a while and reminded: "Brother Jiang, a dog just scratched your flower seedlings."

Hearing this, Jiang Yunhuai frowned, "It's probably the big yellow dog raised by the senior brother again. The senior brother will lock him up later."

Then several people went to the room of the pillow method.

The room of Pillow Fangshu is a bit messy, not so much a room as a studio.

Compared with his gaudy appearance, his room does not conform to his image.

There are all kinds of half-finished equipment in the room, and the bed is placed in the corner, with drawings and unfolded quilts thrown on it.

Zhen Fangshu turned his back to these people, lowered his head to carve the wood in his hands, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Song Sijun looked at Shen Yinghan.

Shen Yinghan took the initiative to step forward and said: "Yesterday it was Shen who was reckless and offended Mr. Zhen, today I am here to apologize."

Hearing the words, Zhenfangshu put down the carving knife in his hand, turned around and looked at Shen Yinghan with a straight face.

It seemed that she would not accept Shen Yinghan's apology.

Song Sijun felt helpless, and was about to step forward to smooth things over, but Zhen Fangshu said to Jiang Yunhuai, "Go out."

Jiang Yunhuai hesitated: "Brother..."

Pillow Fangshu directly turned cold, "Get lost."

Seeing that Zhen Fangshu treated Jiang Yunhuai like this, Song Sijun wanted to complain about Jiang Yunhuai.

But Jiang Yunhuai did not refute, and walked out with his head down.

After Jiang Yunhuai went out, Zhen Fangshu looked at Shen Yinghan and said, "I can't stand your apology." He looked at Shen Yinghan, "Although I don't know your identity, I'm sure you have a lot of background."

Shen Yinghan looked at him calmly and asked, "Why did you say that?"

Zhen Fangshu spat out together, and said: "When we met yesterday, the hair crown on your head was made of the technique of weaving gemstones inside with thread of gold. Only our Qiao Workshop can make this technique." Yes, and our Qiaogongfang only made five, and dedicated them to the emperors of various countries. But it appeared on your head."

Shen Yinghan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It's just a fake."

"No, it's true. It was made by my father. I can tell if it's true or not. Even if yesterday's is fake, the coral jade hairpin on your head today is priceless. Look at the robe on your body. The clothes are simple, but the patterns are all buried with gold threads. With your clothes, you can tell that you are either rich or expensive!"

Shen Yinghan fell into silence.

To be honest, he didn't even know that his clothes were so expensive, he used to wear them like this, and no one told him.

As for the hair crown that he wore that day, it was given to him by Shen Huaqing casually, and he didn't say anything unusual at the time...

Song Sijun also looked at Shen Yinghan, feeling that the other person was wearing ordinary clothes.

Could it be that I am too country bumpkin, so I can't see it.

So Song Sijun asked, "Is Yinghan really dressed so ostentatiously?"

Zhenfangshu gave him a blank look, "Actually, it's okay, people who don't know how to do it can't see it. But the people of our Qiaogongfang..."

Shen Yinghan looked at Zhen Fangshu and asked: "So you didn't dare to get angry with me yesterday?"

He asked so directly, but it made Zhen Fangshu a little bit embarrassed, so he could only bite the bullet and nod.

"Then why do you still dare to tease my wife?"

Pillow Fangshu: "...I don't think it's molesting. It's embarrassing at best."

"Then why are you embarrassing my wife?"

Zhen Fangshu said: "Don't you think your wife and Jiang Yunhuai are getting too close?" He looked at Song Sijun, "Since you are married, you should keep a distance from other men and know how to avoid suspicion."

Song Sijun argued: "Jiang Yunhuai and I are just ordinary friends."

Pillow Fangshu heard the words, but snorted coldly in disdain, and turned to look at Shen Yinghan: "You are not in good health, you should pay more attention to your wife, and stop cuckolding you."

What he said really deserved a beating, Song Sijun scolded angrily: "You are dirty, don't think of everyone as you are." The good impression he had for the pillow method just now disappeared immediately.

Just when Song Sijun was angry, there was a dog barking outside, followed by Jiang Yunhuai's wailing.

Author's Gossip: Interview with Small Theater:

Mung Dou: May I ask where did you get the hair crown you gave Shen Yinghan?

Shen Huaqing: Gu Chengxuan gave it to me, and I gave it to Yinghan.What's wrong?

Gu Chengxuan: I feel indifference.