When Biya picked up a slightly brighter piece of clothing and wanted to put it on Lin Feiwan, Lin Feiwan reminded her.
Biya seemed to suddenly think of something, and immediately went to the shelf on the side to get a set of plain white clothes.
Lin Feiwan asked Biya to do a simple hair style, and while drinking the soup, she unconsciously asked: "Where is the mute slave? Why haven't I seen her in the past two days?!"
"In reply to Madam, the mute slave's hand was injured when he was carrying medicinal food the day before yesterday. He has been resting in the room for the past two days."
"Is the injury serious?"
Is it really such a coincidence? Jian Lian died overnight, and she also happened to be injured on her hand the next day. In addition to the incident with the bracelet, could it be that she knew her identity during the investigation and was afraid that Jian Lian would be leaked?
What, did you kill Jianlian on purpose?
Lin Feiwan was also shocked by her own thoughts. Could the mute slave look like a ruthless murderer?
Lin Feiwan couldn't believe it
"Walk"
"But, madam, you still have breakfast."
"I have no appetite today, let's go out to see the lotus cut off"
Lin Feiwan walked towards the Liyuan step by step with heavy steps.
The peonies in the pear garden had long since declined, but after a night of wind, a few bloomed. Lin Feiwan looked at the peonies in late spring, picked one and pinned it on her head, as a farewell to her.
When Lin Feiwan approached Jianlian's body, she was already clamped on a piece of firewood, with a dazzling torch shining hotly on the side.
In the dark night, he stood in front of the pyre in black clothes. His back was turned to Lin Feiwan, so that Lin Feiwan could not see his expression.
It must be sad and sad
No matter how uncomfortable I feel at this moment, I can't resist the man in front of me. After all, the one who died was his beloved woman.
Lin Feiwan stretched out her hand to pluck the peonies that were in full bloom in late spring, and then sprinkled them one by one on the plum-cut lotus.
I remember that she seemed to like peonies very much before she was alive. Now that she is gone, she lets those peonies accompany her.
Dark Soul suddenly felt heavy when he saw Lin Feiwan coming out in plain clothes with a white flower on her head.
She shouldn't have such a dress. The average lady Dai Xiao, except for her close relatives,
Mei Jianlian is her maid. It’s understandable that they have a sisterly relationship, but they still look particularly uncomfortable.