The matchmaker's expression was so serious that Jiang Huan couldn't help but become nervous.
Her intuition told her that the secrets hidden in these secret letters should be the key to deciding what she would do next.
Jiang Huan calmed down and regained the calm look in his eyes.
She stretched out her hand, and when she touched the secret message, she took a deep breath and suppressed all the strange feelings in her heart.
"I think it's better that we don't bother the host. I'll step back and get busy. If the host needs me for anything, just call me." The matchmaker finished her words with a smile.
The dancers left the loft together.
Jiang Huan was the only one left in this huge attic. She could only smell the aroma of the stove, and her originally panicked heart calmed down.
Jiang Huan opened the first letter, and what came into view was the news about Pang Yan disturbing the shop opened by Jiang Huan these days.
Especially her rice shop, which was damaged a lot due to Pang Yan's interference.
If Mengyu hadn't promptly arranged for the guards from the Prince's Mansion to guard it, the rice shop would have been smashed to pieces by now.
This is something Jiang Huan has taken into consideration.
After all, Pang Yan hated himself to the core, and he and Chen Ruyi were not at the mansion. How could he wait until he didn't take action now?
But I never thought that what was written in the next secret letter was that Pang Yan not only tampered with the rice shop, but also ruthlessly dealt with the people who came to buy rice.
Those who were able to buy rice and return home safely were stopped by the police and beaten on the way.
What's worse is that when the people went to the rice shop, they were tied up and beaten so hard that half of their lives were lost.
Under the threat of such a situation, ordinary people did not dare to approach Jiang Huan's rice shop easily, let alone go in to buy rice.
Jiang Huan's eyes turned cold, and he had already made up his mind.
As for the next few letters, they are nothing more than explaining the extent to which Mipu was interfered with and the miserable life of the people of Kyoto.
besides......
Jiang Huan pressed her fingers on the last letter. This letter was stained with dark blood stains, and the handwriting on it had become very difficult to read.
Jiang Huan looked carefully, but only intermittently, and could not see anything more clearly.
But she still saw that human flesh was being sold in the Pang family's butcher shop, and the human flesh being sold came from the secret room of the Prince's Mansion.
...
When Jiang Huan returned to his house, it was already dusk.
Chen Ruyi returned to the mansion early, and standing behind him was the nanny that the matchmaker mentioned before.
Jiang Huan's heart felt like a clamor. No matter how calm he pretended to be, the look he looked at Chen Ruyi was a little panicked.
She swallowed, but felt a little confused.
Could the secret room in the Prince's Mansion be connected to the Prime Minister's Mansion?
Under Pang Yan's kind but gentle skin, there is a bloody and violent side. And what exactly is hidden under Chen Ruyi's facade?
Jiang Huan was puzzled and couldn't figure it out at all.
Chen Ruyi is the most difficult existence for her to figure out clearly, an existence that she cannot understand no matter what.
Even though he said that he loved himself and wanted to protect himself, Jiang Huan still felt like he was walking on needles and needles in his back when he stood in front of her.
Jiang Huan swallowed all the questions that came to her lips. She put on a fake smile and tried her best to look the same as usual, "What's wrong? Are you making such a grand scene?"
Not only is there a teaching nun standing there, but behind this nun, there is also a long queue.
Everyone in the team was carrying heavy boxes, and the first box brought in had already been opened, and the boy in charge of registering the account books was counting the contents inside.
Jiang Huan could tell with just one glance that every object in this box was a priceless treasure.
The contents of this box could probably buy half of the Jiang Kingdom.
Chen Ruyi stretched out her hand towards Jiang Huan, and the moment the two hands overlapped, Jiang Huan felt that her heart, which had been hanging in the air, relaxed.
Chen Ruyi smiled and narrowed her eyes, leading Jiang Huan inside.
"These are sent from the palace, saying they are wedding gifts for the two of us. If you like them, pick some out and use them on the wedding day." Chen Ruyi said with a gentle smile.
Jiang Huan's eyes were involuntarily attracted to the object placed at the top.
This object is Feng Luanming, which Jiang Guo once regarded as a national treasure.
This is a guqin, a guqin that is rumored to have been picked up by the Yellow Emperor and passed down.
Only those who are destined to play the guqin can produce the tune, and the capital of the country that hears the tune can ensure good weather, peace and tranquility.
This guqin was acquired by chance by the ancestors of the Jiang Kingdom, and it was all the result of chance.
Therefore, the ancestors have always believed in it as a divine object that can bring blessings to the Jiang State. However, these divine objects were given to the Chen State as a tribute due to the Jiang State's defeat during the first battle between the Jiang and Chen Kingdoms.
More than a hundred years have passed since this gift was given.
Jiang Huan rubbed his eyes and reached out his hand to touch Feng Luan Ming in front of him in disbelief.
It seems that you can feel the mournful sound of this guqin just by touching it with your fingertips.
It seems that just by listening attentively, you can become one with the guqin and hear its cry.
Chen Ruyi saw Jiang Huan's nostalgia, so she raised her wrist and signaled her servants to send the object to Jiang Huan's courtyard first.
"Since Feng Luan Ming was given to Chen State a hundred years ago, it has been sealed in the treasury and has never been seen. I just didn't expect that this time my father would actually give it to the Prince's Mansion."
Chen Ruyi murmured lowly.
This was something Jiang Huan had never thought of.
This thing is precious, and everyone believes in the legend that it can bring power.
Especially the powerful people believe that this thing can ensure the prosperity and peace of the country and their own immortality.
How could someone like Chen Yan, who was greedy for power, give this thing to himself?
Jiang Huan frowned slightly, the doubts in his heart were all captured by Chen Ruyi before he could even speak out.
"Since it was given to us by our father, it should have been considered by him himself." Chen Ruyi muttered softly, "You don't need to worry too much about this. If there is anything related to it, as long as it comes out from the palace
Yes, I will definitely know."
Chen Ruyi's tone was firm, which made Jiang Huan feel relieved.
She had the courage to ask the question she had been holding back, "Chen Ruyi, what is hidden in your secret room?"