Back in the room, Xiuyuan put the bag on the table, took out a warm handkerchief from his chest, and turned it around without hesitation from a handkerchief to a human form.

"That's it?" Buyu couldn't wait to look at the bag on the table. He just heard the conversation between Butler Li and Xiu Yuan that had made her curious about Maolian and his disappearance.

"Yeah." Xiuyuan nodded, and opened the bag neatly, layer by layer, tightly.

Until the things inside regained the light of day, they turned out to be a scroll of paintings and a robe dress.

Buyu picked up the scroll and expanded it. It was a woman with a thin waist, a bun with a high bun, holding a jade tube in her hand and inserted it in front of the mirror. Her almond eyes were slightly closed, her egg-shaped face, and her lips were intoxicating smiles. Her long jade neck was looming in the silk shirt.

This painting vividly reflects the beauty of a woman like a girl. When you look at the signature, you will see two words: Maolian.

"There are two lines of poetry: the light and spiritual stone steps invade the sunset, the clouds and the sky are in the sky and the wind and moon are moving." I read it out.

"There is her name inside, Lingxiao." Xiuyuan continued.

A gust of wind blew in outside the window, and the rain suddenly became heavy, hitting the table, with a huge thunder. I don’t know if it was the scene or Lingxiao’s soul came back, and the rain suddenly became heavier.

Cultivate the fate and go to close the window, and keep holding him in a hurry, "What's wrong?"

She bit her lips and glanced at the table, "That dress-"

Xiuyuan looked at her unwavering eyes. The spreading blood-like clothes, enchanting red, so red that it made people feel heartbroken. It was exactly the same as the clothes of a woman in red in her dream.

"This should be Lingxiao's clothes." Xiu Yuan picked up the cold clothes, as thin as a cicada's wing, silk is smooth and delicate, embroidered with clusters of peonies, and a phoenix embroidered with golden silk flying on it, "This is a wedding dress."

Unswervingly took the exquisite embroidered clothes and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of my heart, "It's so beautiful."

Another huge thunder fell to the ground, and Buyu was so scared that he shook his hand subconsciously.

Buyu's hand was cold, and it was not the first time he held it. Xiuyuan realized his movements and was stunned for a moment. Buyu saw Xiuyuan's shocked expression and pulled his hand away from his palm.

The whole room was filled with an awkward atmosphere, and the rain stopped quickly. Xiuyuan walked to the window, "Let's go to Yanyu Tower."

He nodded unceasingly, and the place where his eyes were dying was Xiuyuan Fengshen's elegant face, "You want to check this girl named Lingxiao."

"Isn't she a famous prostitute in Yanyulou? Even after so many years, she was so famous at that time. I think someone will remember her now."

"Yes," he nodded, "Then let's go." She naturally stood beside Xiuyuan, no longer as far-fetched as before.

The two of them came to the fireworks land of Yongning Town, Smoky Rain Tower. During the day, there were no lanterns of various colors and noisy at night. This place of wine with joy, laughter, singing, singing, singing, swallows and swims belonged to the night only. Xiuyuan and Buyu walked in and saw that the light corridors in the building were beautiful and created quite well. At night, there must be a steady stream of singing and dancing, and there were endless men's guests standing beside Xiuyuan in men's clothes. The two handsome young men attracted the attention of the madam in the store as soon as they appeared.

A fat woman in her forties came over, "These two young men are so jealous, please come inside."

Xiu Yuan looked at the madam and waved his hand, "You misunderstood. We are here to inquire about someone."

"Oh, I'll ask you to go to the teahouse. The guests come here to have fun." The madam grabbed Xiuyuan and was about to take her in.

Unswervingly pushed the madam's fat hand away and gave her a blank look. The madam was wondering, and when she saw it, she couldn't help but be stunned, "This guy is so handsome."

Unconsciously turned his head away from the madam's eyes, Xiuyuan blocked the madam's restless sight. He knew that it would not work in such a place to speak reasonably, so he reached out to take out a silver from his sleeve and handed it to the madam, "You take this, we are indeed here to inquire about people, don't misunderstand anymore."

When the madam saw the white silver, Xiuyuan's generous move made her look and laugh. The madam took the silver and said, "Come on, come here to sit here. If you have any questions, please ask if you need to inquire." As he said hello, the two of them sat in a small room inside.

The two of them sat down, and the madam poured a cup of tea for the two of them. Xiuyuan nodded, "You have to be polite. We are here just to ask you, twenty years ago, was there a famous prostitute named Lingxiao here?"

As soon as Xiuyuan said something, the madam's hand shook and the tea immediately spilled out.

"You, why did you know that she is here?" The madam put down the teapot and looked a little dodged.

Xiuyuan and Buyu looked at each other, "It seems you know?"

The madam looked at the two of them, "You two are not old, how could you tell me about what happened twenty years ago?"

"Don't worry about this for now. If you have any questions, please tell us."

The madam also poured herself a cup of tea and took a few sips, "Oh, this matter has been twenty years, and Lingxiao has been dead for twenty years. I don't remember her appearance anymore."

"How did she die?" Buyu asked.

The madam blinked, "I really can't remember it. It is said that she died miserably. She committed suicide. The body was found for a few days without looking like it."

For some reason, the sky fell again. The madam got up and put down the window he had set up, "Look at the weather changing a little while, it's really hard to say. Young Master, I don't know anything. Twenty years ago, I just arrived at Yanyu Tower. Girls like me couldn't get anything in Yanyu Tower at that time. They were not good at beauty, dance skills, and everything was not good. I could have today. It's really up to myself, a girl as noble as Lingxiao, we never walked around, of course she

She doesn't walk with others. The girls here are all despicable. Lingxiao is very noble. It is also the ones who are so proud of you guys. What kind of people do not sell their skills and do not serve you, and they also bring a maid to serve. Other girls have no such fate. So don't make things difficult for me anymore, go and ask others." The madam really didn't want to mention Lingxiao. This woman who was very popular at that time was not only the Fengyu Tower but also the courtesan who was competing for several towns around at that time.

Xiuyuan and Buyu could hear that Lingxiao must have been very famous at that time, and probably different from other prostitutes, "Then do you know Maolian? Li Maolian?" Xiuyuan asked in a low voice.

The madam turned around and looked at the two people, "I don't know much about Lingxiao. I just came to Yanyulou twenty years ago."

"He is a young man who is very good to Lingxiao." Buyu added.

The madam looked at it and pondered for a moment, "If that's the case, there was such a young man. When I came, my mother had already had a quarrel with Lingxiao. Lingxiao wanted to redeem herself and marry a young man. However, Lord Guan of the government office fell in love with Lingxiao and wanted to take her as a concubine. Of course, my mother was afraid of the government and started to be tempted by Lingxiao, but the stubborn woman refused, as if it was for such a young man. Who knows? Later, the two of them had a yin and yang relationship. Alas, the girls all said that she just couldn't recognize her own life. She was obviously a prostitute and had to be so unique. Then there was no good result."

The madam came from a little prostitute who was not outstanding all the way. The one she disliked the most was a woman like Lingxiao who was arrogant and arrogant. Compared with them, she clearly had the same status and no one could be noble. It doesn't matter if the stars support her this moon, but she really regarded herself as the moon, which made people dislike it.

"Do you still know anything about Luo Lingxiao?" Xiu Yuan asked unwillingly, "Or that young master's job is OK."

The madam blinked, Xiu Yuan immediately understood the meaning, and took out a ingot of silver from her sleeve and handed it over, "Please help me."

The madam was not polite, and smiled and accepted the money, "I don't know, but there is someone who may help you, so please follow me."

"This person was the maid next to Luo Lingxiao in the past. After Luo Lingxiao died, she stayed in Yanyulou, but she was a little stupid. She was awake and confused. Whether she could know anything depends on her, and it depends on your luck." The two of them followed the boss out of Yanyulou and came to the backyard. They saw a thin back with a hunched back carrying chopped firewood together.

"Xiasheng." The madam called out, and when she heard the back, she asked her to slowly turn her head. It was a chlorinated face of a woman in her thirties, her thin cheeks were sunken, and her eyes were deeply indented.

"Come on, someone is looking for you." The woman named Xia Sheng came over and limped.

Xiuyuan saw that one of her legs was disabled and she could no longer use any strength.

"What's the matter?" Xia Sheng walked over and looked at the madam.

"These two young men are looking for you, please treat you very well." The madam covered her nose in disgust and spoke, as if there was a smell on Xia Sheng's body that made her unbearable. After saying this, she left.

The woman named Xiasheng then turned to look at Xiuyuan and the others. When she saw Li Xiuyuan, her eyes widened and then took a step back. Because of unstableness, she almost fell down. Xiuyuan quickly supported her with quick eyes and hands.

Xia Sheng pushed Li Xiuyuan away and was about to run backwards. Xiuyuan followed quickly.

"Don't follow me, don't follow me." Xia Sheng accelerated his pace, but because of his limping pace, he couldn't get fast.

"Xiasheng, please wait slowly and don't fall." Xiuyuan still followed her.

"You go away, it's all you who killed the lady and broke my legs. What are you doing when you come back!" Xia Sheng shouted loudly, waving his thin arms while shouting, and following him unwaveringly. She fainted immediately. Xiuyuan caught Xia Sheng's fainting Xia Sheng in surprise, "What is this for?"

"She treats you as your uncle Maolian. Now she is so excited. Let's take her home first." Buyu took over Xia Sheng who fainted. This thin woman was not serious at all. Buyu took her away with a little trick.

When she returned to the Li family, Buyu and Xiuyuan placed Xia Sheng, who was still sleeping in Xiuyuan's room. On the bed, Xia Sheng fell asleep quietly. Xiuyuan tucked her quilt and walked to the table, poured a cup of tea for Buyu, and took the warm cup and said thank you in a low voice.

Xiuyuan smiled at her and then looked at Xia Sheng on the bed.

"You think, what happened twenty years ago?" Buyu also looked at her thoughtfully, and Xia Sheng, who had a pale face and thin skin, made people feel very distressed when they saw it.

"I don't know," Xiu Yuan shook his head, "I was even more curious. Not only because I was entangled by Lingxiao, but when I saw Xiasheng, I became more interested in knowing what happened twenty years ago, and what must have happened that no one who is alive or dead cannot forget."

Xia Sheng's eyelashes flashed, and the black eyes in the deeply sunken eye sockets gradually opened. The first thing she saw was the warm curtain and the comfortable bed. She looked around. After seeing Xiuyuan on the opposite side, Xia Sheng struggled in panic.

"Xiasheng, you are awake." Xiuyuan stood up to help her, and Xiasheng avoided Xiuyuan's hands in fear.

"You go away, you go away, Li Maolian."

"Xiasheng, don't be excited. Take a look at me carefully. I am not Li Maolian." Xiuyuan tried to support Xiasheng again. Xiasheng gradually stopped struggling and slowly raised his head to stare at the young man with a similar face as Li Maolian.

Yes, how could he be Li Maolian? Twenty years have passed, and the lady has been dead for twenty years. It is impossible for Li Maolian to be so young even though she is alive.
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