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Chapter 27 Shen Linlang, is that you?
"I searched all over, and there is nothing but this!" She spread her hands and said.

He was also 17 years old at the time, knowing what she meant by taking this, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter to me, will you?" He remembered asking her in a muffled voice.

For the girl's family, the important matter of marriage should be cautious, right?
They didn't have that kind of affection, and after signing the marriage contract, she was his man anyway.

"Anyway, it's fake, so what's the point?" She still had a nonchalant tone. "Tear it off when you're out of danger."

He thought about it, so he agreed.

With the pen and ink she brought back together, the two of them signed this marriage contract, and then pretended to be husband and wife, sneaked into the caravan and entered the city...

So looking at it this way, he does have a wife, and he didn't lie.

But now, she doesn't know him who is the perfect match with the person who signed the marriage letter with him.

In fact, he never thought of looking for her from the very beginning, otherwise unless she no longer exists in this world, he will definitely have results in three years.

Even if he suspected that she was that person at the beginning, he never thought about going to prove it.

It won't matter anymore anyway, will it?
But now he felt that there should be an answer. He could not get involved with her or expose her, but he should know whether she was Shen Linlang or not.

……

As soon as Changying returned to the room and took off her clothes, Mrs. Cheng brought someone to knock on the door.

"The lock on the corner door of the mansion was picked just now. I suspect someone came in. Didn't you alarm General Shen?"

Such a long drive, even Zi Xiang, who got up quickly, couldn't stop her.

Changying stretched out her half-exposed arm and raised the curtain, and stood up with her hair hanging down her hair, squinting her eyes: "Is there anyone else who dares to break in? Madame is in such a hurry, but do you want Changying to help catch the thief?"

"Oh no." Seeing her appearance, Mrs. Cheng's expression was obviously relaxed, and she smiled: "Just seeing the corner door lock being moved, maybe someone is so bold, maybe they forgot to lock it. ——General, rest well, I won't bother you."

Zi Xiang sent them out, turned around and came back and let out a sigh of relief: "At least I caught up! I've been entangled in the door for a long time!"

Changying also heaved a sigh of relief, and took out the coat and hairpin that had been taken off from the bed, and then collapsed on the pillow.

Running back in a hurry, Du Jian's previous appearance still came to her mind.

He called her Shen Linlang?

She stared at the bottom of the account with doubts written all over her face.

Who is Shen Linlang?Judging from his reaction just now, she didn't think he was playing tricks.

So he did know a person named Shen Linlang?
But judging from his appearance, it seems that he is not as friendly to this person as his old friend.

Could it be that he has a grudge against her?

She fell back on the bed, resting her hands behind her head, and her thoughts drifted away.

Du Jian changed his clothes from Xie Peng and returned to the mansion. The guards have come to look for him twice.

The third time I came there was Cheng Xiao, and when he happened to be entering the door, Cheng Xiao looked him up and down, and asked, "It's so late, where have you been?"

"The old head of Qingyu Tavern called for a drink. I'm not on my shift tonight, so I went to have a few drinks." He spread his hands and brushed off his clothes with an apologetic expression.

The smell of alcohol floated in the air with his movements, Cheng Xiao sniffed lightly, nodded, and left.

Lao Zhangtou is a time-honored brand in the city that has been open for 80 to [-] years, and his wine is often drunk in the mansion, Du Jian can't lie about this.

Du Jian walked in calmly, and hung a small lantern under the window. After a while, the window was pushed open, and Tong Qi quietly entered the room.

"Go back to the mansion and get a nanmu box from the bottom left of the desk in my room. Go and come back quickly."

Du Jian took off his robe, revealing his muscular waist, while opening the wound on his waist and applying medicine, he glanced at him indifferently.

Tong Qi glanced at him with slight astonishment, and retreated.

……

After dawn, the entire mansion was the same as before, Cheng Xiaoyan smiled and was easygoing, and couldn't see anything wrong.

Changying actually admired him quite a bit, and always felt that according to the promotion path of some officials, if he didn't die suddenly, he would definitely not be a man in the pool.

During breakfast, he sat down around the dining table with Shaoqing Zixiang.

Fang Tong has not yet appeared, nor does he have an exact whereabouts, but it can be confirmed that no officials from Changxing from neighboring counties have visited recently. It can be seen that Changying's guess is correct, Fang Tong did not go out, and Cheng Xiao had other arrangements for him.

But Shaoqing went to visit the head of the Zhenhai Gang, but he couldn't even break through the second pass.

Besides, I almost fell into Cheng Xiao's trap last night, after three days, I always feel that things are not going so smoothly.

"Boss!" Huang Ji came back out of breath while he was eating a piece of silver silk cake, and the time Changying put down his chopsticks, he had already strode up to him, his facial features seemed to be distorted with excitement: "We I found that group of people! I found their whereabouts! All six of them are here, and none of them have escaped!"

(End of this chapter)