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During this passage, Wen Yan was really depressed. She looked at Liang Zhan and found that he was also frowning tightly. She couldn't help but let out a sigh: "You didn't know about this at the time?"

Liang Zhan's jaw tightened: "It's been ten days since I came back, and Awan has already buried herself in peace."

Wen Yan frowned: "Then why did you ask Zhou Qingchen last time if he had seen A Wan in the west of the city? Do you suspect that A Wan is not dead?"

"It's not doubt, it's certainty, but I can't find her anymore."

Liang Zhan was a little annoyed: "I had someone dig up A Wan's grave, checked it carefully, and made sure it wasn't her. I checked all the nuns and nurses at home, and they admitted that they enshrined Jiang Qing's grave." It was ordered. And Nanny Fang also confessed that she originally wanted to arrange a carrion corpse, but before she could arrange it, the people from Sijingfang discovered the corpse."

"Awan is a very modest girl, she gets along very well with her neighbors, she has never quarreled with others, she doesn't go outside, and she doesn't know anyone outside, so it's not Sijingfang who caused her. Since it wasn't the people from Sijingfang who killed her, then she must have been killed outside. If she died, the murderer would definitely not bother to deal with her, but that girl is not her, but her clothes are on her body."

"Those clothes, no one else put them on that carrion except for herself. So, she is not dead." Liang Zhan said softly, "I mobilized all my eyeliners to search outside the city until I found Dayue. But there was no news, and then I thought, since she didn't die, but she didn't show up, there was only one reason, that is, she didn't want to see her."

"I also figured it out. Since she doesn't want to show up, then I won't look for it. As for Jiang Qing..." Liang Zhan smiled, "Since she doesn't want her sister or her family, she should be alone forever." .”

Wen Yan's eyes swept across his face, somewhat sympathizing with him. After all, after living for so many years, it was the first time she wanted to have a family, but it ended like this. It's really pitiful.

Liang Zhan, however, looked over directly: "Wen Yan, have you ever wanted something very much, but when it arrived, you lost it?"

She and Liang Zhan are now mingling together, each taking what he needs.

"Oh, I forgot, you also took a concubine when you were young, and now that concubine—"

"Then you want to drive me away? My parents have already declared me dead." Pei Luo said pitifully, "Good Awan, you can take me in for a while. I have no relatives or reasons, except you I don't know anyone, so I just left, what if I die on the way? You have to pity me~~"

A tired male voice came from behind: "Yes, this is Jinling."

Jiang Wan has plain clothes and plain face, with a face that is calm and steady beyond her age. Mrs. Hou fell in love with her at first sight. After two or three times of getting along, and the observation of the people in the house, Mrs. Hou told An Lehou that she wanted Pei Luo to marry Jiang Wan. Wan is a wife.

Probably Pei Luo was unreliable, Mrs. Hou knew that he had brought a little girl back, she was worried about some dubious person, so she worriedly asked Jiang Wan to be called to the front yard.

An Lehou felt that something was wrong: "This little girl's background is unknown, if Luo Er really likes it, it's fine to stay in the room and be a concubine, to be a regular wife, isn't it good to be a regular wife?"

Now Pei Luo couldn't say anything. He only knew that when he learned that she had left without saying goodbye, his first reaction was to catch up with her. No matter where he went, it was always good to have a companion.

Liang Zhan glanced over from the corner of his eye, didn't know what he thought of, actually smiled, and looked at Jiang Wan in front of him together with Wen Yan.

"I said, if you don't marry me as my first wife, I won't do anything!"

"I know her."

"If you don't marry me as your regular wife, I won't help you with anything." Pei Luo said angrily, "Think about it carefully, and come to me after you think about it. I've lived with you in the cave for almost ten days, my lord. You're all stupid, I have to catch up on sleep—oh, by the way, since you're 'dead', then don't leave the Marquis' Mansion again. Although I don't have the final say on this mansion, the few empty yards at home , you just pick one to live in, and live as long as you want!"

"what do you like about me?"

Liang Zhan shook his head: "No."

Jiang Wan was so entangled that he couldn't do anything, and couldn't drive him away, so he could only acquiesce in his existence.

"Do you have any silver taels?" Jiang Wan asked, "I'm hungry, I want to eat a good meal, and I want to buy a house, and I want to change my identity, can you do it?"

"Okay, okay, marry, marry, madam, don't mention what happened back then, this Marquis has already regretted it!"

Wen Yan answered irrelevantly: "Oh, why don't we guess what Jiang Wan wants Pei Luo to do for her. Could it be marrying Pei Luo?"

Seeing his determined expression, Wen Yan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, she turned her face away, and secretly laughed at herself as hypocritical.

Pei Luo scratched his head, also a little confused: "I have never liked anyone, but I should like you very much."

"I can't even keep my sweetheart. My parents thought I was too useless and kicked me out of the house. When will I chase you back home?"

After a short rest in Xiaohe Village, she went all the way south, and after three months of trekking, she came to Jinling, the capital of Dayue.

Jiang Wan was a little speechless, she looked directly at the other party: "You like me that much?"

Jiang Wan turned around suddenly, and saw Pei Luo with a face full of wind and frost!
"Little Lord, what are you doing, what are you—"

An Lehou and his wife had a sweet dream of holding their grandson for one year and three years, but they didn't know that Jiang Wan had no intention of marrying into the Hou's mansion. She wiped a handful of ashes on her face on a dark and windy night. Then she tied a bundle on her back and disguised herself as a 50 to [-]-year-old woman, and left the capital city of Dali. After more than ten days of eating and sleeping in the open, she entered the territory of Da Viet, a small village called Shanghe Village.

Pei Luo was unwilling to help, and Jiang Wan was not in a hurry, she settled down in the Hou Mansion with peace of mind.

Looking at the tall tower, Jiang Wan wiped off her sweat.

"Look, you can't tell yourself."

"Little Hou Ye, I want to go to Dayue, you can help me change my identity, it is best to help me change my face."

"You also know?"

"So, this is Jinling."

Seeing that Pei Luo didn't speak, Jiang Wan asked again: "Young Lord, can you do me another favor?"

Pei Luo didn't have much but the most money. He happily went to the best restaurant in Jinling with Jiang Wan to have a big meal. During their meal, the people below had already bought the house.

It is a three-entry mansion, incomparable to Liang's Mansion, and even different from Anlehou's Mansion, but it is very exquisite. The servants and followers in the family are all the dead men assigned by Anlehou to Pei Luo, and they are very loyal.

The first night Jiang Wan lived in, she suddenly felt that this place seemed to be her home.

Early the next morning, Jiang Wan was awakened by a loud noise.

Pei Luo yelled outside: "Awan, Awan, come out, come out, there is a child by your window!"