A soft voice came from behind and melted into the pattering rain. What was left was a deep worry.
Qin Huairou had never seen her husband immersed in such emotions. She knew that her husband was a very affectionate person, and although she didn't know much about the dead prince, she also knew that the relationship between him and her husband was extraordinary.
At this moment, as a wife, she should always say a few words of comfort.
However, at this moment, Qin Huairou really didn't know what to say.
Watching in the back room, there were several worried women. They had the same expressions and thoughts as Qin Huairou. They wanted to say something, but they didn't know what to say.
The note carrying the message was soaked in the rain, and Xia Shang was silent for some time.
Xia Shang finally turned around. He thought he would listen to his wife and go back to the house to sleep first, but he said softly: "You guys have a rest first, I want to go out."
"go out?"
Qin Huairou's brows knitted together instantly. She knew clearly that when her husband said he wanted to go out, it must be for something during the day.
The person who died was the prince. How could a person with a foreign surname casually inquire about the prince's death?
Not to mention actually investigating, just having such an idea is extremely dangerous.
A slight mistake can cause disaster to the whole family.
Qin Huairou's worry stems from this. Her husband values love, but he is afraid that he will ignore the implications because of his love.
In any case, there is a result after all. The perpetrator is dead. Even if he feels unhappy, he has given an explanation to the world and this matter should be over.
Even though some details have not been clarified, some people may think that someone is behind this, but... it has already happened, so what is the point of continuing to care about it?
Qin Huairou has a lot of thoughts in her mind. She can see things clearly as a woman. With her father-in-law's intelligence, how could she not understand the danger?
But Xia Shang still said he wanted to go out, regardless of the danger, which proved that Xia Shang had made a decision in his heart.
All the words were stuck in Qin Huairou's throat. She hesitated for a moment, lowered her head, and then said softly: "Go early and come back early."
Xia Shanggan
He glanced at the madam with excitement, patted her cold shoulder, turned around, put on the raincoat that had been prepared at the door, and stepped into the rain alone.
…
Such a big event happened in the capital. The original flavor of the New Year was instantly washed away. There were fewer pedestrians on the streets. Every household closed their doors and windows, and the excitement and noise of the day could no longer be heard. It seemed that all the people were gone.
They became frightened, feeling the lonely footsteps of the lonely Xia Shang in the rain, and everyone closed the doors and windows tighter.
Xia Shang walked the entire three streets without meeting anyone.
Although it is midnight now, in the past, I would always encounter one or two drunkards or beggars walking at night.
But I really didn’t meet any of them today.
Xia Shang quietly arrived at the intersection of Changjie Street in Hubu and stood at the place where the incident occurred. He wondered if he could find any clues.
In fact, Xia Shang knew very well that there were no traces here. If there were any clues, Xia Shang would have discovered it when the incident occurred. But now, no matter what traces and clues were, they have been washed away by the rain.
.
Xia Shang is just calm on the surface now. His mind is already in chaos. Even if he can really find something, he won't find anything.
Coming here is just to find a reason to convince myself, to come here to find clues, and to feel the smell of that brat.
It seems that only here can you see Li Zijin's high-spirited appearance. Although he was still ridiculously naive at the time, his innocent confidence reflected the beauty of the future of this world.
It's a pity that Xia Shang didn't see that boy taking the position to change the world. The great power full of light could only exist in Xia Shang's dream, and what he saw in front of him was still the cold and dark long road.
street.
In the rainy night, Xia Shang found an extra light in front of him.
The lights flickered on and off in the night, as if they were swaying rhythmically with a person's steps.
The lamp did not move and happened to appear at the place where the carriage rolled over. It seemed that the person holding the lamp had the same purpose as Xia Shang, and they both wanted to come to the place where the incident occurred.
"Could someone still come to secretly investigate the cause of Li Zijin's death?"
Xia Shang was a little confused, forced himself to calm down from his dazed thoughts, and then added
Quickened the pace.
Less than ten meters away, intermittent cries came over. A girl who put herself in the rain also noticed Xia Shang's approach. She stood up holding the wall on the side of the street, holding a lamp, motionless, and tried her best.
To control his emotions.
"Li Youlan..." Xia Shang vaguely discerned the other party's identity from the faint firelight, feeling a little surprised and a little guilty.
Li Youlan was shivering in the rain. She had no umbrella, no raincoat, only a weak lantern. She didn't know how long she had been here. She was already soaked to the skin. There were no tears on her face, but her eyes were frighteningly red and swollen.
The other party seemed to feel something familiar in the voice. He raised his lantern and glanced at Xia Shang, then said in a trembling voice: "Is it you?"
"It's me!" Xia Shang replied seriously.
The next second, the lamp fell to the ground and went out, but the woman's voice became heartbreaking. The other party swooped over like a collapsed bird, punching and kicking Xia Shang with all his strength.
.
"It's you! It's all you! It's you who hurt him! Give him back to me!"
Xia Shang did not move and allowed the other party to beat him. Although he tried his best, Xia Shang could not feel any pain in his body. It was true that the woman had no strength anymore.
But compared to the physical pain, seeing this woman in such a mood made the thorn in my heart pierce deeper.
Xia Shang believed that Li Youlan's accusation was correct, and that Li Zijin's death was ultimately inseparable from him.
If he hadn't allowed Li Zijin to fight for power, he wouldn't be where he is today.
If his appearance hadn't given Li Zijin hope, he might have taken Li Youlan to his fiefdom by now, and he might have lived a carefree life long ago.
"Give Li Zijin back! You said you would protect him. Why is he dead when you are alive and well! Speak! Speak! Ah..."
"I..." Xia Shang felt that his voice was trembling and choked. As soon as he spoke it, it naturally got stuck.
There was another brief silence. Xia Shang took a breath, inhaling a lot of rainwater, cleared his throat, and tried to pretend to be calm.
"I may not be able to pay you back, but it's up to me to avenge you."