Go back to ancient times to explore the case

"I promised you to return safely, but why did you injure yourself?" Xie Yu An Mosuo touched Yan Qingchuan's cheek and said distressedly.

Yi Zheng pushed open the door lightly, "Master Yan is here to protect me from my injuries. I am ashamed of my entrustment to the Pavilion Master. Please punish him." After finishing speaking, he knelt on one knee and cupped his hands and said.

Xie Yu'an looked back at him, "I don't blame you, let's go down first."

After Yi Zheng closed the door, the room became quiet.

Xie Yu knelt quietly in front of the couch, looking at Yan Qingchuan with nostalgia, as drops of rain fell from his wet clothes to the ground.

Half an hour later, Yan Qingchuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, Xie Yu'an squeezed her hand and called softly, "Master Yan, wake up, it's me, I'm back."

Yan Qingchuan frowned slightly in the nightmare. She had a long nightmare. In the nightmare, Xie Yu'an blocked the knife and died for her. Then the picture changed, and Xie Yu'an bid farewell to her and returned to her own world. No matter which one, She lost Xie Yu'an in the dream.

"Xie Yu'an!" After an exclamation, Yan Qingchuan opened his eyes and saw the woman who was thinking about it day and night. She took a few seconds to calm down from the panic in her dream, and tightly held Xie Yu'an's arm and said: " Thank you Yu'an?"

Xie Yu'an held her back, ignoring his wet face, and pressed his forehead against Yan Qingchuan's, and replied heavily: "It's me, Lord Yan, I'm back."

Yan Qingchuan's rapid breathing gradually eased, she raised her hand to touch Xie Yu'an's wet and cool cheek, wiped away some water marks for her, and asked, "Why did you make yourself look so embarrassed?"

Xie Yu'an backed away a little, fearing that the cold would overtake Yan Qingchuan, "I'll talk to you later, I'll go change my clothes first."

She got up to leave, but was pulled by the wrist by the person on the bed, and then pulled again, was pulled back to sit on the bed, and was hugged by Yan Qingchuan again.

Yan Qingchuan seems to be saying to Xie Yu'an at this moment, and it seems to be saying to Xie Yu'an in a dream: "Don't go, don't leave me."

Xie Yu'an seemed to understand the deep meaning of this sentence, don't leave me, she was stunned for a moment, then raised her arms to hug Yan Qingchuan, and while patting him on the back, repeated in a low voice: "I won't leave, I won't leave you, I am here."

Yan Qingchuan gradually calmed down under her constant reassurance, and pushed Xie Yu'an, "Go and change your clothes, you will catch a cold later."

Xie Yu'an didn't move, and smiled wearily: "Just now I wanted to go to Mr. Yan to refuse to let me go, but now I don't want to move, Mr. Yan will replace it for me."

Yan Qingchuan's eyes flashed, and he pursed his lips: "My arm is injured, so I can't help you."

Xie Yu'an straightened up immediately, and lightly touched Yan Qingchuan's left and right shoulders, "Which side was injured, is it better?"

Seeing the anxious expression on her face, Yan Qingchuan held back the three words "much better" that he was about to blurt out, and replaced them with the two words "not good".

"Who told you not to let me follow you to the capital? If the angle of this arrow is any further, it should have hit my heart, and you will never see me again."

Yan Qingchuan said calmly, but Xie Yu'an's face changed drastically, and he was so anxious to cover her mouth with his hands.

"Hey, don't say these unlucky words, I won't make you trouble, never."

Yan Qingchuan snorted softly, and asked about the business: "What happened to Yuguan City?"

Xie Yu'an simply told Yan Qingchuan about the trip to the west, and then mentioned Luo Yi's identity, but when it came to the identity of the owner of the Wuji Pavilion, she suddenly became speechless.

Yan Qingchuan sat up straight and urged, "Who is the real culprit who killed my father?"

Xie Yu'an swallowed her saliva, feeling her throat was blocked by something, and she couldn't make a sound. She knew that Yan Qingchuan would know everything sooner or later, and the sooner the truth was known, the better.

"Is there any secret? That person is someone I know well, right?" Yan Qingchuan had already caught some clues from Xie Yu'an's hesitant expression.

Xie Yu'an slowly took out the old dossier found from the old house of Yan's mansion in the cowhide bag from his arms and the secret letter that Luo Yi handed her to Sheng Yueran colluding with foreigners, and handed it to Yan Qingchuan, "You have seen all this, naturally Understand."

Yan Qingchuan quickly took it, frowning and flipped through the pages. Her eyes scanned the secret letter one by one until she saw a familiar signature. She remembered that she called that person brother when she was young.

Brother Ann.

Sheng Anzhi, the name of Sheng Yueran.

Yan Qingchuan trembled, and then took the file to examine. The bamboo slips were unfolded one by one, and the dense case statement revealed a cruel truth.

After Yan Qingchuan finished reading the bamboo slips, he buried his head deeply, and the blue blood vessels on the back of the white hand holding the bamboo slips were faintly visible.

She was enduring, suppressing, and trying to maintain her sanity, but in the end, she was still crushed by the truth. Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes and hit a small word on the bamboo slips, and then burst into tears from the gaps in the bamboo slips. slide.

"Wen Ruo..." Xie Yu'an called out Yan Qingchuan's small characters with difficulty.

Yan Qingchuan raised his head abruptly, his eyes were already flushed, and tears rushed out of him, dripping down his cheeks.

"So the real culprit who caused my father's unjust death and the tragic death of Yan's family is the Prime Minister whom I regard as my own generation and am grateful for?"

The bamboo slip in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"I've been looking for the real culprit for so many years, so it turns out he's always by my side, isn't it?"

Xie Yu'an's lips trembled, unable to respond to Yan Qingchuan.

Yan Qingchuan got up suddenly and ran out of the house, "Leave me alone for a while."

After Xie Yu'an came back to his senses, he only saw the back of Yan Qingchuan rushing into the heavy rain with the door wide open.

"Master Yan!" Xie Yu'an got up, and immediately chased him out. The rain was getting heavier, and the huge raindrops hit Xie Yu'an's face, covering her sight. She wiped away a handful of rainwater and shouted loudly : "Master Yan!"

In the lonely torrential rain, only the sound of rain and thunder responded to her.

She rushed into the distant night, shouting her name loudly while searching for Yan Qingchuan's figure.

A flash of white electricity lit up, illuminating the dark night for a moment, Xie Yu'an stopped immediately, because she had already seen a woman kneeling on the ground in the open suburb not far away in the flash of lightning.

Xie Yu'an rushed over, grabbed Yan Qingchuan's thin shoulders, and tried to pull her up, but Yan Qingchuan just knelt and sat motionless, his whole body sank as if weightless, and her heart sank together. .

She raised her head slowly, the rain and tears criss-crossed her face, she couldn't tell who was who, the raindrops fell, making her eyes half-closed and her eyelashes trembling slightly, "Xie Yu'an... .I'm in pain, I'm in pain..."

Xie Yu'an hugged her in a panic, and asked anxiously: "Where does it hurt? Is it the wound? Can you go back with me first, let's go back first?"

Yan Qingchuan still didn't move, she took Xie Yu'an's hand, pressed it on her chest, and cried sadly: "I'm in so much pain..."

Xie Yu'an felt Yan Qingchuan's dull heartbeat coming from under the thin clothes.

After she stopped, she didn't persuade Yan Qingchuan to go back with her, but just accompanied her and hugged her, venting her pain wantonly in the pouring rain.

After a long while, Yan Qingchuan's crying stopped. Xie Yu'an looked down and saw that the other party's shoulders were already dyed a dark red. Then he asked Yi Zheng to call the doctor in the village.

After a lot of work, the thunderstorm stopped, the sky was already dim and bright, Yan Qingchuan became hot and fell into a lethargic sleep, Xie Yu'an accompanied her by the side of the couch, lying on the edge of the bed with her arm pillowed and fell asleep.

After Yan Qingchuan woke up, he turned his head and saw Xie Yu'an's tired sleeping face. The other party's brows were slightly frowned, his complexion was not very good, and his eyes were even faintly black.

Yan Qingchuan looked at her in a trance for a while, and then slowly reached out to touch Xie Yu'an's brow, smoothing out that little frown for her.

Xie Yu'an shook his body and immediately woke up, reflexively held Yan Qingchuan's hand, and murmured: "Master Yan..."

Yan Qingchuan moved his body inside, and said softly, "Come up for a while."

Xie Yu'an took off his outer robe, got on the bed, and looked at Yan Qingchuan sideways, with a worried expression on his face.

Yan Qingchuan could only lie flat because of her shoulder injury, she could see Xie Yu'an's worried expression out of the corner of her eye, she curled up her hands slightly under the quilt, and said in a calm tone: "I'm fine now. gone."

The next moment after finishing speaking, Xie Yu'an held her hand. She always had cold hands and feet, but Xie Yu'an's hand was always warm, and the palm was warm, pressing against the back of her hand.

"He will definitely pay the price he deserves. When the truth comes out, the entire Yan family will be rehabilitated. Soon, soon."

Yan Qingchuan didn't respond, she turned her back to Xie Yu'an, as if a little afraid of the cold, wrapped her arms around her body, "At that time, will you leave?"

Xie Yu'an froze, the topic they avoided deliberately was finally brought to the fore, Xie Yu'an was silent for two seconds, and hugged her from behind Yan Qingchuan, just about to say something, Yan Qingchuan said: "You Don't answer me, I know the answer."

"You are not from this world, I shouldn't be greedy."

Xie Yu'an opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, only the salty tears on his face slipped into the corner of his mouth.

The two embraced each other without any gap between their bodies, but Xie Yu'an felt that there seemed to be an invisible long gap between them. They were all trying to get closer to each other, but they could only watch the gap Expand a little bit.

Xie Yu'an fell into a drowsy sleep, and it was already evening after waking up, Yan Qingchuan still kept the posture with his back facing her before falling asleep, as if he hadn't woken up.

Xie Yu'an carefully got up, dressed and left the room. After she left, Yan Qingchuan, who had closed his eyes tightly, opened them suddenly, and slowly let go of the hand that was clenched by the quilt.

Outside the house, Cao's grandparents were sitting on the low stools in the yard chatting, they turned to look at Xie Yu'an when they heard the voices.

"Hey, isn't this another girl who came to the village to investigate the case with Miss He Yan?"

Xie Yu'an smiled and nodded, "It's me. I came here last night. The two old people had already fallen asleep, so they didn't see me."

The old woman also smiled kindly, glanced at the room where Yan Qingchuan slept, and asked: "Miss Yan is feeling better? When she came here a few days ago, her face was pale, without any blood, but it scared us .”

"It's much better, and I would like to thank the two old people for keeping us here for the time being."

The old man shook his hand and said, "You're welcome, after Cao Yu's two children had an accident, it was Miss Yan who asked someone to come to us and gave me a lot of money for the old couple, otherwise now, our two bodies would have been hungry for a long time. How can I sit here and watch the sunset in the dead house."

"Miss Yan, the one who looks reticent and difficult to get along with is actually a good person, a very good person."

Xie Yu'an looked at the door of Yan Qingchuan's room, and murmured, "She's fine, she's always been fine."