The fragrance disappeared without a trace after Jiang Ran opened his eyes.
Jiang Ran couldn't tell whether it was the aftertaste of a dream or if someone really had stayed in this room.
He stared at the ceiling above his head for a while.
I feel a little ashamed.
I feel a little funny again.
Just listening to Tang Huayi's nonsense words, he actually had that strange dream.
He shook his head, stood up, and frowned slightly when he turned to look out the door.
There was no one outside the door... When Tang Huayi brought him here yesterday, there was obviously a maid.
How come...there's no one here?
He got up, opened the door, and came to the yard.
The old trees with lush shade in the yard still stand quietly.
Jiang Ran looked at the tree, shook his head, opened the courtyard door and walked out.
Along the way, we passed the garden pavilion promenade...
However, the further he walked, the uglier Jiang Ran's face became.
Suddenly, he took nine steps on the sky and flew up to the house. He had a panoramic view of the entire Tang family.
no one!
No one is anywhere!
In addition to Tang Yuan, Mrs. Tang, Tang Huayi, Sun Fu, servants, maids, and martial arts guards.
All the people disappeared overnight, and the whole mansion was empty!
Jiang Ran couldn't believe it. The Tang family had a great business, so how could it be possible that the building was empty overnight?
There has never been such a moment when Jiang Ran was so confused.
After all...he just came to stay for one night. When he woke up, the Tang family was empty!
This, where can I explain this?
There are always weird things going on in this world, and when we talk about them in teahouses and taverns, they are often laughed at.
But it can’t be any weirder than what’s happening now, right?
He walked and searched all the way, and finally came to the main hall.
The door to the main hall opened, and he walked casually into it. When he saw no one was there, he was about to leave.
However, he caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye.
I immediately looked back and took a closer look, and it was a painting.
It is placed on the table next to the main seat.
He slowly came to the painting.
The painting shows a small courtyard.
The bright moon hangs high, and there is a tree in the yard under the moon.
The trees are thick with shade, blocking out the starlight.
And under the tree, a woman in white wearing tulle is playing the piano...
In front of this woman, there was a man standing, quietly admiring her.
This painting has delicate and soft brushstrokes, as if it were made by a woman, with skillful techniques and lifelike characters.
It is a rare masterpiece.
But Jiang Ran looked at him with a very strange expression.
"...It's not a dream."
He murmured to himself that the content of this painting was exactly what he had dreamed about on the first day of the month last night.
But if it was really a dream, how could it be painted like this?
Why does this painting remain here today?
Tell yourself...everything about last night is true?
But even if it were true, where had the Tang family gone?
Could it be that he ran away?
But the problem is... people always take advantage and run away.
And taking a step back, even if something really happened yesterday, it seems that I was not the one who suffered.
What are they running for?
Jiang Ran frowned, picked up the painting and put it aside.
He sat on the Grand Master's chair and began to piece together everything that happened after arriving at the Tang Mansion yesterday, crumbled it up and thought about it.
After thinking about it this way, he discovered.
Something's wrong...
Everything is wrong!
When he first met Tang Yuanwai, how did he recognize him?
Have you met yourself in the past?
Or did the old drunkard draw a portrait of him?
But when did the old drunkard learn to draw?
If this is because Jiang Ran misunderstood at the time, he didn't think about it carefully.
But when Tang Huayi called her brother-in-law, why didn't she think carefully about how she recognized him?
Once you have this consideration, you can also think of the fact that the old drunkard can't draw, right?
But why was it that I was blinded by lard and never thought about this matter from beginning to end?
After returning to the Tang family, Tang Yuanwai asked Tang Huayi to have dinner with him alone.
A girl who had just been kidnapped by gangsters and was rescued.
Her performance was a bit too indifferent.
Even if you don't mention this, she is a young daughter, and she is a brother-in-law who only met her for the first time and only made a verbal agreement.
How could Yuan Tang let her entertain him?
After that, when I had dinner with Tang Huayi, it was even more strange.
No matter what the girl said or did, he felt that she was cute and naive, and he couldn't help but have a lot of good feelings in his heart.
This is definitely not the kind of person Jiang Ran is.
But then...why didn't you notice it?
Jiang Ran lightly tapped his forehead.
Although I don’t know how the Tang family did it.
But now that I think about it, I realized that I was on the right track!
It's just...this thing is weird, but that's why it's weird.
There are plans and plans, but if there is a plan, there must be a plan.
If the Tang family is really acting as a family and deceiving themselves... then what do they want for themselves?
Do you think he will die soon? Do you think he will die soon?
"You can't be greedy for my body, right?"
Jiang Ran was almost amused by his idea and shook his head slightly:
"There is absolutely no way this is possible.
"But if that's the case, what did they get from me?"
Then Jiang Ran thought of the letter from the old drunkard.
The letter was in the handwriting of an old drunkard.
Even the tone is exactly the same.
This cannot be faked by others.
It is precisely because of this that Jiang Ran really has no doubts about the Tang family.
All I was thinking about was how to cancel the marriage.
Who would have thought that the marriage that the old drunkard found was unreliable...
Could it be that the old liar was deceived by another group of liars?
When Jiang Ran thought of this, he became a little worried about this old drunkard.
If the letter is true, then the old drunkard may have really left the Tang family and even Cangzhou Prefecture as Tang Yuanwai said.
But if there is something wrong with this letter...
Where is that old drunkard now?
Jiang Ran doesn't have to worry about what the Tang family is planning.
Why did he suddenly run away overnight again?
But he couldn't help but consider the old drunkard's life.
If you continue to stay here, you will probably gain nothing.
After all, he was determined to leave, so why would he leave clues for Jiang Ran to find?
"However, the Tang family has been in Cangzhou Prefecture for so many years, so there should be traces to follow."
Thinking of this, he stopped staying and turned around to leave.
I just walked to the door of the main hall and took another look at the painting.
He pondered slightly, but still didn't take it, turned around, and walked away without looking back.
Not long after Jiang Ran left, a slender hand came from the side and held the painting in his palm.
White clothes are flying, and if there is a sigh that seems to be nothing, it disappears like a cloud of smoke...
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The gate of Tang Mansion was locked, and Jiang Ran climbed out from one side of the wall.
As soon as I walked onto the street, before I could tell the direction, I heard people talking.
"What a tragedy... Qinghe Gang is said to be one of the three major gangs in Cangzhou Prefecture.
"How come all the families were wiped out overnight?"
Jiang Ran's steps involuntarily paused.
The Qinghe Gang...was wiped out??
"Who says it's not the case? I heard that it was very miserable for Fan Yumou, several other hall masters, and, by the way, the eldest son Fan Jiwu.
"They were all dead. They were all bleeding from their orifices. Their deaths were horrific."
Jiang Ran listened silently, then slowly turned his head and looked at the silent door of Tang Mansion.
His eyes turned again, but he was suddenly stunned again.
Where did the noodle stall across from Tangfu Street and the chattering noodle stall owner go?