My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Chapter 50 Huo Mansion
  "What's wrong? What's going on? It's so noisy?"

A light was lit on the arch bridge not far away, and a woman with buns stood there, looking forward with a lantern.

"Miss Xiaochun!"

The concierge immediately seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, pointing at Yan Conling and shouting, "This girl will force her way in no matter what, and I can't stop her!"

Following what he pointed out, Xiaochun looked over.

But she didn't look like the vicious figure she imagined at all. Instead, she looked like a beautiful girl.

Feeling relieved, she raised her eyebrows and scolded the concierge, "The second young master is not in good health, and the old lady fell ill again. Now that there is no one in charge in the house, you lazy guys are starting to tell lies one by one!"

The maid had a sharp temper and was very articulate. She spoke so loudly that the concierge couldn't even reply.

"This girl, you..."

When Xiaochun turned to her again, her tone softened again. I finally discovered that the beautiful girl had a sword on her back.

"I'm sorry for disturbing your house late at night. I came here to capture the evildoer." Yan Conngling didn't waste any time and directly took out the token.

After all, the longer it takes, the worse it will be.

Xiaochun fell silent.

She just lowered her head and thought for a moment, then turned sideways respectfully and said, "Girl, please come in."

"Thank you."

There is prosperity under the Emperor's feet, so most of the aristocratic families will move to the Imperial Capital. The Huo family is one of the other few, and it has been here for hundreds of years.

Yan Conling had already observed it at the gate. The bigger the family, the more particular it is. For example, the site where this mansion is located, Feng Shui, etc. are all checked by someone in advance.

Good indeed.

It's just that the water is a little more prosperous.

The moment she followed Xiaochun onto the bridge, she seemed to smell the cold and wet moisture again...

With one hand on the edge of the bridge, Yan Congling looked down.

There is a pond full of lotus flowers under the stone bridge. Pink pink, green green, blooming extremely well. The stamens of the flowers faced each other in the darkness, as if they were all looking up at her.

And now it is clearly the end of autumn.

All things wither.

A faint golden light flashed across the girl's eyes, as if she was trying to see through the pond, "Who raised this lotus?"

"It's a wandering immortal from before."

Xiaochun did not hide anything and told her frankly, "Some bad things happened in our house at that time. The immortal said that lotus flowers are pure and can wash away sins, so he planted such a lotus."

Yan Conngling paused and asked, "Have you seen that immortal? Do you still remember what he looks like?"

"I was following the old lady and saw her once from a distance. She was a young man, wearing a green robe and a green gourd tied around his waist." Xiaochun recalled, stretched out his hand and gestured, "He is very tall and thin. , and he is also good-looking."

"Oh, right."

She suddenly raised her voice and said, "His throat seems to have been injured and his voice is a little hoarse."

The moment the words fell, the girl in front of him was slightly stunned.

Lou Qixue sensed her emotions for the first time, and her thoughts were blurred.

This description... why does it sound like the uncle of Yunshan who saw the dragon but never saw its head?

He had only seen it once in his previous life.

Perhaps it's because things like personalities always complement each other. Compared with the free and uninhibited Yun Sui and the casual Xu Yue Zi, Xuan Feng and Xuan Yue Zi are like biological parents who worry about the whole family.

It is said that it was because the other two were too miserable and couldn't bear it anymore that they left the clan and didn't like to come back...

"What happened in your house?"

Yan Congling made an innuendo, his words were as tactful as ever, and he did not directly ask about the word sin. The other party paused for a moment and nodded, "Yes, our eldest young master fell into the river and died on his way back home... Sir, do you want to see our old lady?"

"It's late at night so I won't disturb you."

Yan Conling waved her hand, "Girl, go ahead. I'll just go around by myself."

"it is good."

Anyone who can become a maid at this age must be very discerning. After Xiaochun simply stepped back, Yan Conngling flipped the palm of her hand, and a piece of golden talisman flew into the lotus pond like an eagle. The moment it touched the water, it turned into a golden talisman. A big net goes down.

The lotus swayed, and the water surface began to become turbid, as if something was struggling violently underneath.

"Without this lotus formation, I'm afraid everyone in the house would not be alive today."

Lou Qixue looked at Jinwangdao, which had already partially emerged from the water and was tightening tighter and tighter.

"My uncle should have been here."

Yan Conngling raised his fingers lightly, and the golden net flickered and was lifted out of the water. When it fell in front of the two of them, the thing inside was still like a fish out of water, twisting and struggling desperately.

Lifting her foot to step on a hand that wanted to tear open the net and crawl out, she leaned over and observed carefully, "It's the remaining torso, and it is indeed a woman."

But the knuckles are rough, not like a pampered person, but more like a maid.

Thinking of the dowry he had fished out of the river earlier, Yan Cong had an idea and took out a delicate comb inside and threw it to the ground. He saw that the hand was skillfully holding it.

Then, I combed my hair forward...

"She was a maid who combed her hair during her lifetime, and she was very resentful." Yan Conngling guessed the answer, "This dowry should be the property of the master she served."

As soon as he finished speaking, with her as the center, an obscure rune formation slowly appeared from beneath his feet.

The pile of bones in the net began to piece together on its own, thighs, forearms... Yan Conngling opened the dossier and poured in the broken bones from before.

A female corpse stood slowly in front of her.

"The head is missing."

After frowning, the girl's eyes fell on the empty patch on her neck.

Without the most critical head, it would be impossible to restore the original appearance of the corpse.

"Search first. If it can be sealed with a lotus formation, the head must still be around here."

After collecting the bones and dowry, she turned around and headed towards the backyard.

But after taking only two steps, a familiar feeling of dryness rose inexplicably from her dantian, more menacing than before, but it made her blush in the blink of an eye.

Reaching out to hold a tree next to him, Yan Conngling bent over and subconsciously reached for his neck...

"what happened?"

Lou Qixue noticed something was wrong with her, and as soon as she asked the question, she was burned by the other party's fingertips and shivered. After being married for many years, he soon realized something.

The girl's voice was soft and hoarse, "You, please change back quickly..."

The night was like water, and under the dim shadow of the trees, the tall young man hugged her affectionately. The moon-white hairband was accidentally tangled in her fingertips and pulled off, and the satin-cool ink hair spread over her shoulders.

"What a coincidence?"

Lou Qixue did not dare to look directly into her eyes. He only held down those hot and chaotic hands, and said with hesitation and comfort in his tone, "Calm down, we are still in someone else's house now... um."

The heat almost steamed the bone marrow dry.

The corners of Yan Conling's eyes were tinged with a thin layer of rouge, and she pressed her head into his neck, coveting the coolness.

She was so confused that she couldn't hear anything, only the cooling ice in front of her.

"Help me, you help me..."

(End of this chapter)