Jin Tingjiao

Chapter 269
Han Dun sneered a few times after hearing this, and ground his back molars tightly. In the end, Han Jianzhang had to add someone.

In any case, Wen Chan is his grandmother.

Now Han Shuhua's cause of death is only known to a few in their house, and outsiders don't know about it.

What's more, she has already been deprived of Song Jiao's order, and he has already told her clearly that he has settled his debts, so he has been punished.

How could he seriously let the name of unfilial piety spread?
"According to what the old lady said, my aunt wanted to die in fear of crime to murder Shen Xi secretly. If this statement is true, then this matter is of great importance."

While Han Dun was writing, Tan Ji was replying.He glanced at him, then lowered his eyes and continued writing.

Tan Ji dutifully said: "Of course, so far we don't know the truth of the matter, after all, there is no news from Shen Xi, and the son didn't mention this matter yesterday.

"But I feel that the calmer I am, the greater the danger I'm afraid. Because I just found out that among the entourage who followed my aunt to Beijing, the ten guards disappeared."

"When did it happen?" Han Dun's eyes were sharp.

"I asked the concierge, and he accompanied my aunt out of the mansion in the middle of the night before yesterday. Later, my aunt came back alone in the early morning, but none of the guards disappeared.

"Besides, Mi Xiang who was beside the old lady is gone. When my aunt had an accident, she was the one who waited on An Rong Tang all the time."

Han Dun persisted in the wolf's hair, and the full ink gradually congealed on the tip of the pen, and finally a group of ink dots fell on the paper.

"It must have fallen into the opponent's hands!"

He clenched his teeth tightly, and the brush in his hand was slapped on the desk, and the pen was smashed into pieces by him who had also practiced martial arts with his grandfather when he was young.

He got up and took two steps, and said: "Immediately go and find out all the ins and outs of the whole matter, the current situation is too passive for me!
"You can get as much information as you can from the old lady. You can also ask sister Jiao. If she still wants to remarry, she'd better cooperate obediently.

"—In short, don't let me face any sudden situation!"

Tan Ji's jaw dropped.

Han Dun took a deep breath and turned around with his hands behind his back: "When will the prince come back?"

"It's impossible to estimate." Tan Ji said, "For today's festival, as usual, he should stay in Cangzhou for three or four days before turning back."

Han Dun sighed, leaning on the window sill, and frowned.

Shen Xi drank the soothing soup made by Aunt Pei, slept soundly all night, and when he woke up in the morning, his complexion and spirit were all restored.

After breakfast, I heard Qi Jiu talk about the Han family's affairs, and finally Aunt Pei couldn't help but ask her: "What are you busy with these days? Didn't your son go to Cangzhou to go to the grave? Why did you come back yesterday?

"Also, you've been following the Han family so closely lately, what are you hiding from me? Why did you go the night before yesterday?"

Shen Xi had no choice but to say: "The night before last, Wen Chan and Han Shuhua wanted to destroy the graves of Xu Jing and Zhang Ying, I rushed to stop them. Then they stumbled, and Han Shuhua asked Wen Chan to kill them.

"Wen Chan was ruined by the crown prince. Song Jiao hated Wen Chan deeply, and Han Dun hated her so much now. Anyway, she is a bit unlucky now."

Even though Aunt Pei was mentally prepared, she couldn't help but gasped!

"Have you done all this alone?" she asked.

"No." Shen Xi pondered, "Without He Lanzhun's help, I wouldn't have won so easily."

If He Lanzhun hadn't come, she would have been injured at least.

Of course, the possibility of revealing one's identity in the dark of night is unlikely, but no matter what, one has to endure hardships and worry about how to heal his wounds.

But thinking about it now, she still felt that He Lanzhun's arrival was not an accident.

As the head of the palace, even if he has extremely high power in the palace and can have his own fans, he may not be able to move around and bring everyone with him.

That battle that day really meant coming prepared.

But how could he come prepared?

Did he know that Wen Chan would spawn moths there?
It is impossible for him to know in advance.

And if he really knew in advance, then he couldn't have arrived at such a dangerous time.At least the time should be earlier.

If this is not the case, then there is only one possibility, maybe he also sent someone to watch her outside Shen's house?
In terms of time, it is possible...

But why is he staring at her?

She raised her eyes and saw Qi Jiu walking out with her skirts brushed, she couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?"

Qi Jiu looked back in the corridor: "Look for He Lanzhun to get the murderer's address."

Shen Xi paused, then stood up: "I'll go with you."

He Lanzhun was still in the last school.

It seems that apart from his official duties, he does often give lectures here.

When he saw Shen Xi and Qi Jiu coming together, he looked at them and paused for a moment, then put down the book, picked up a pen and wrote an address for her.

"If I'm not wrong, Han Dun should be thinking of a way to deal with the aftermath. Are you ready?"

In the same patio as last time, the tea steamed on the simple wooden table, and the sunlight shone down through the branches of the old trees, warmly.

Shen Xi supported the cup and said, "It's ready. My goal is not him, I just need to get my affairs done."

She knew that it was not a good idea to confront Han Dun head-on. Even if Song Jun came, he would probably accept his offer to avoid making Han Shuhua's death a big deal.

But her goal has not extended to the entire Han family.

Next, her main purpose is to try to find out the truth from Wen Chan's mouth.

She had a hunch that there was a bigger black hand behind her, and if she didn't find out, her revenge would only be half-revenged—even if the real murderer might die, she still had to know the truth, didn't she?
But how to meet Wen Chan, she is still waiting for an opportunity.

Right now, it is impossible for her to approach her smoothly without arousing suspicion.

He Lan looked at her earnestly, as if being illuminated by the autumn sun, there was a faint warmth in his brows and eyes.

He lowered his eyes and threw a few chrysanthemums into the pot.The boiling water rolled over, bringing the yellow and white flowers that melted and undulated in the waves.There is also a slightly bitter fragrance in the air.

"Mister also likes chrysanthemum tea?" she asked.

He didn't answer, looked at the water waves for a moment, but said: "If you can take over the Han family, let's take them all."

Shen Xi paused when he heard the words, he didn't expect that he, who was always tight-knit, would say such inappropriate words.

But he didn't seem to be joking, so she could only smile: "I don't have that great ability."

Maybe in the future, but certainly not right now.

He Lan looked at her earnestly, then stretched out his hand to lift the pot away: "You have suffered so much, it is right for them to taste more."

Shen Xi didn't feel that he had suffered a lot in this matter.She pondered and said, "Is this what the prince meant?"

"Sir, Li Duan's father is here."

Before Shen Xi asked, the little girl who cried last time came again.Behind her were three or four little girls of about the same age.

Although she was talking to He Lan Zhun, her big bright eyes looked at Shen Xi curiously.

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