Qing Lan just turned a corner and saw a small pavilion on a dirt slope in front of her. It was unique and exquisite, surrounded by flowers and fragrance. Qing Lan was in a good mood today, so she smiled at Xin Feng

Han said: "Tell me, if we stand on top, can we have a panoramic view of the scenery of the Hou Mansion?"

The scenery on the pavilion is really good. It is already past Haishi, and the surroundings are quiet. Only the coffin of Qing Junhou in the distance has not yet been laid to rest. The ever-bright candles respond to the silence of the night sky.

"It's really quiet at night in the Marquis Mansion!" Qinglan sighed.

"No, these days, the house seems to be quiet every day." Xin Fenghan also sighed.

Qinglan looked back at him.[

"My subordinate just feels..."

"Fenghan, you don't need to call yourself a subordinate anymore, especially when there are only two of us."

Xin Fenghan looked at her and said, "Qinglan, I want to say that the nights in the Hou Mansion have really changed a lot these days."

Qinglan thought about it. It seemed that he had not slept at night since arriving at the Marquis Mansion. What was he doing? Looking for an opportunity to kill her? A faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips again.

"I don't know what it was like before, but I can still see the changes these days. I remember that on the first day I entered the mansion, although the mansion was panicked and panicked, at night, lights were still hanging everywhere. I even remember

The lamp was covered with white paper." Xin Fenghan smiled softly, "But that night, Manager Liao in the mansion took some gold and silver and ran away. After that, the mansion became quieter day by day.

Now, I really don’t know if those who didn’t run away can account for 10% of the original servants?”

"Oh." Qinglan responded lightly, "Just run away." You can think of it, if the tree falls and the hozens scatter, who wants to stay in a dilapidated Hou Mansion and wait to die in a house where the family may be confiscated and exterminated? On the contrary

The ones that didn't run away are even more curious.

Sure enough, Xin Fenghan said again: "When I have nothing to do, I often think, so many people know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, why do you, little Marquis, feel at ease in such an environment? Could it be that, little Marquis?

Doesn’t it make sense?”

Qing Lan let out a long sigh and remained silent.

Xin Fenghan was quiet for a while, and then said: "Actually, after spending so many days together, even if you don't reveal your secret today, Qinglan, I can still tell that you have no feelings for Qingjin.

There are also quite a few helpless and strange places.”

Qing Lan looked at him with raised eyebrows and listened quietly.

"A few days ago, I heard news from my people that the ministers of the DPRK and China jointly submitted a letter requesting a thorough investigation of the Qingjun Marquis and enumerating his crimes. He said that for such a serious crime, he should be treated as Lingchi's body and beheaded."

Sure enough, this Xin Fenghan still has his own power outside.

"At that time, I thought that no matter what, I owed the young Marquis my life... If the young Marquis was really in any trouble, I, Xin Fenghan, could still take him out with my ability...

If the young prince is willing to abandon everything here and follow me to Fuzhou incognito, he can at least save his life, which is better than being numbed and escaping by drinking and beauties here."

Eh? Qinglan was stunned and looked back at him.

Xin Fenghan turned his face sideways and stared at Ye Yun Langyue, as if it was not him who said these words just now.
Chapter completed!