When the six of them arrived at He Lan's house, they saw that the door of the house was ajar, and there were sounds inside, indicating that someone must be there.
Su Zhen knocked on the wooden door a few times, "Brother He? Brother He is in the house. Su Zhen came to visit. I have something important to ask."
"Mr. sir, it seems someone is coming." The woman's voice was soft.
"Well, let me go and have a look."
He Lan pushed the door open from the room. Unexpectedly, there were many people arriving, all of them were dressed in luxurious clothes and had extraordinary temperament. After he was stunned, he hurriedly raised his hand to invite, "It turns out to be Su Shaoqing, please come in quickly."
"Brother He, please don't blame me if you take the liberty to come here to disturb me."
"You're welcome, Su Shaoqing. It's just that the house is too small, so I might not be able to entertain you properly."
"Brother He, let me introduce you to Miss Jing'er, whom you have met before. These are Xiao Chuhong, Mo Sheng, Mo Shen, and Xiao Hengzi." Su Zhen introduced them one by one.
"Everyone, it's time for you to be polite." He Lan was full of bookishness and bowed with his hands.
Everyone nodded and returned the greeting.
The six people stepped across the threshold and saw a woman busy in the small kitchen. She was dressed in rough cloth, tied at the waist to cover her knees, and her three thousand black hair was tied up casually with a wooden hairpin.
The moment she turned back, her eyes met with Su Zhen's. That familiar face had changed over the past thirteen years, leaving traces of vicissitudes of life.
"Mute slave? Are you really not dead? That's great!"
Shang Jingyao cried with joy and wanted to rush forward excitedly. Su Zhen grabbed her wrist tightly to stop her from rushing forward.
He lowered his head and chuckled, suppressing the unknown meaning in his voice and asked, "Brother He, is this Mrs. Sister-in-law?"
Yue Xian'er knelt down and saluted them, "My concubine, Mrs. He Yue, has met all of you. I have heard my husband mention Su Shaoqing these past two days. I didn't expect that I would be so lucky to see him with my own eyes."
"I didn't see my wife the day before yesterday. She must have just come back from outside. Didn't you hear that the Siwei Mansion Yamen Shaoqing committed murder and absconded?"
As soon as these words came out, both Yue Xian'er and He Lan were stunned.
"Young Master, are you joking? It has been calm these days, so how could something like this happen?" He Lan asked.
Thinking of the gloomy atmosphere in Huanyu Mountain, Su Zhen began to suspect that everything they saw was an illusion. Because she wanted to see Yue Xian'er so much, she didn't know where the Shi Huan Dial was hidden. Forcibly realizing her wish through illusion.
However, this is just speculation without reliable empirical support.
After everyone sat down, she pondered for a moment and then said tentatively with a smile, "Brother He, Mrs. Sister-in-law, let me tell you the truth, Su has an old friend who looks very similar to Mrs. Sister-in-law, but we haven't seen him since we parted ways in Huaili Township. "
"That's such a shame."
"At the time of separation, I gave the prayer beads my mother left to that girl. Unfortunately, she later died of illness and I heard that she was randomly discarded in a mass grave. I wanted her to be with those victims. Together with their corpses, they were exposed to the sun and rain day and night, or were eaten by wild beasts.”
The smile on Yue Xian'er's face faded and he said sadly, "Well, that girl must be Su Shaoqing's sweetheart. I wonder if Shaoqing later found the girl's bones and buried her alive?"
"Maybe God took pity on her. She didn't die and even went to Jiangnan."
"Jiangnan?" Before Yue Xian'er could finish her words, bubbles started to bubble up in the big pot behind her. She turned around and tried to lift the lid with her hand, but her hand slipped inadvertently and the wooden lid fell into the pot. , there was a splash of water, and the tender skin was suddenly reddened.
"Ah...it hurts!"
"Xian'er!" He Lan exclaimed, walked to the water tank, scooped out a ladle of water, poured it on Yue Xian'er's hand, and blew on it lovingly, "I told you not to touch these, but I
Just come, does it hurt?"
Yue Xian'er smiled shyly and retracted his hand, "Mr., it's all my fault for being clumsy."
"Come on, you sit down first." He Lan held Yue Xian'er's arm and asked her to sit down, and said to Su Zhen and others, "Su Shaoqing, wait a moment."
"good."
When he returned to the kitchen to get busy, Mo Shen received Su Zhen's instructions and took out a box of ointment from her treasure bag, "Miss Yue, this is for you. It is specially designed to treat scrapes and burns. It is very effective."
"Girl, you're too polite. It's just a minor injury. It's okay."
Mo Chen opened the ointment box, stepped forward to hold her hand, and gently applied the milky white ointment on the back of Yue Xian'er's hand. The cool ointment reduced the original burning pain, and the red mark of the burn quickly disappeared.
"Ah, it's amazing, girl, this is too precious, take it back quickly."
"Mrs. He, just accept it. This is made from ordinary herbs."
Mo Chen closed the ointment box and stuffed it into her hand. When he turned around, he nodded to Su Zhen without leaving any trace.
Yue Xian'er had a pulse and heartbeat, and was tentatively deemed human, but Su Zhen always felt that something was not right. Everything was developing as she expected, but it was too smooth, and she felt uneasy...
The corners of Su Zhen's mouth curved upward, "Madam, the old friend I just mentioned happens to have the same name as you, her name is Yue Xian'er. Do you think it's a coincidence?"
"Really? But even though I have the same name, I have never been to Jiangnan. Thinking about it, I am very envious."
Xiao Chuhong suddenly said, "Actually, there is a ghost living in everyone's heart. Some are locked in a cage, and some are released. A person faces countless choices in his life, and the only way to avoid it is to escape.
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"What this young master said is very reasonable, but I have forgotten everything in the past. Compared with them, my past is completely blank." Yue Xian'er smiled dignifiedly, not at all like a peasant woman who had lived in the mountains for a long time.
No one could empathize with her more than Su Zhen, but Yue Xian'er was different in the end. Her wings had not grown out yet and were abruptly broken at the beginning.
"Mrs. Sister-in-law, are you satisfied with your life today? But what do you really want?"
"Well..." In the small kitchen, He Lan raised his eyes and smiled at her, and Yue Xian'er lowered his head shyly, "Although I live in a thatched house and eat simple meals every day, my husband loves me very much.
He treats me very well and I am satisfied."
Su Zhen was full of words and couldn't ask. She wanted to open her mouth several times, but when the words reached her lips, she didn't know what to say.
Mo Sheng stood behind Su Zhen and waved his right hand across the table. Three porcelain dolls of the same size were placed on the table. Their facial features and clothing were different, but the third porcelain doll was similar to Yue Xian'er in front of them.
They look exactly the same and were found by Mo Sheng from the mute slave's room.
He pointed at them and introduced them one by one, "Mrs. He, this doll's name is Xiyan, this one's name is Li Yu, and the last one... her name is Yanu."
Yue Xian'er looked at the last porcelain doll and covered her red lips in surprise, "How could this be? Su Shaoqing, why are our facial features so similar?"
"Because...they belong to you."
"Brother Mo, what do you mean?" He Lan wiped the water stains on her hands and turned around and asked.
"Master He, it is certainly wrong to open someone else's healed scars, but if you allow the mistake to continue to develop, it will definitely lead to negative consequences."
"This... I really don't understand what you are saying. Can you please explain it clearly?" This chapter has been completed!