Chapter 469 Wind Direction

Style: Girl Author: A certain purple doesn't eat corianderWords: 1995Update Time: 24/02/21 01:57:17
Pei Poming's confession was quickly approved, and everyone reacted differently after the imperial edict was issued. Some people were secretly rejoicing, some were applauding, and some were dissatisfied, but they didn't dare to say anything openly, so there was a rare calm inside and outside the court.

Mo Han returned to the Ministry of Punishment to take charge of revising the law, and Li Shengxuan promised him that all matters could be reported directly and not be controlled by anyone except himself.

However, even so, Fang Zilan still did not withdraw her plea to impeach Pei Juqing and interrogate Pei Penming, and Li Shengxuan did not withdraw her plea, but suppressed it.

Seeing this, the Pei family did not act rashly, and even the Empress Dowager in the palace claimed that she could not recover from the illness. Officials, big and small, thought they had seen the direction of the wind and went to the Yue Duke's Mansion one after another to express their condolences.

Suddenly, the originally sparse Yue Duke's mansion became crowded, and Fang Zilan was overwhelmed and disappeared. But not long after it was quiet, the people who came to visit found another way and entangled other people who were leaving the house.

That day, after Awancai bought the medicinal materials, she bought a candied haws from a roadside stall and ate it while walking leisurely. Unexpectedly, she was stopped before she could go very far.

The woman blocking the road smiled brightly, "Isn't this Miss Awan from the Duke of Yue's Mansion? What a coincidence."

Awan's face darkened immediately after hearing this. This was the first "accidental encounter" in the past few days, which made her not want to go out.

"Miss Awan, please don't go. I'm from the family of Wu Shilang of the Ministry of War..." The woman grabbed Awan who turned to leave, but she shook him off impatiently, "Madam, I'm just a member of the Duke of Yue's family. There’s a little maid inside, you don’t have to be like this.”

"Miss Awan, there is no need to be too modest. Who doesn't know that you are the medical girl of the Duke of Yue State? How can you compare to this little maid..." The woman followed him again without hesitation. Awan took a few steps quickly, trying to take her away. Get rid of.

"Miss Awan, don't leave in a hurry, wait for me..." The woman said and winked at the maids beside her. Several maids ran in front of Awan and surrounded her.

Awan stopped and frowned, suppressing his anger and said, "Madam, what exactly are you going to do?"

"Miss Awan, I..." As soon as the woman opened her mouth, she was interrupted by a voice, "Awan."

Hearing this, Awan turned his head suddenly and shouted as if he saw a savior: "Brother Chu, you are finally back!"

The person who came was none other than Chu Bin. He walked over with a dusty package on his back, grabbed Awan's wrist, and took her away.

The woman wanted to say something else, but when she met Chu Bin's cold eyes, she couldn't help but silenced.

After walking a long distance, Chu Bin asked Awan: "What happened? Who were those people just now?"

Awan sighed and told Chu Bin the cause and effect in a depressed manner. After listening, he expressed concern: "Then Lanlan..."

"What can happen to her?" Awan said angrily: "These people are very afraid of bullying, and they specifically pick on little girls like me who look weak and weak."

"Weak?" Chu Bin laughed dumbly, and Awan said confidently, "Isn't it right? Sister Xiao, no one dares to stop her."

"Yes, what Ah Wan said makes sense." Chu Bin nodded in cooperation. Ah Wan was satisfied and bit into a candied haws, but she grinned and complained that it hurt.

"Eat less candied haws, to avoid toothache." Chu Bin was quite helpless, and Awan said harshly: "It's obviously too cold, and the candied haws are frozen."

Chu Bin did not argue with Awan, but just walked back with her. When the two of them entered the mansion, they saw Fang Zilan who had just returned from the mansion.

"Are you back?" Fang Zilan was stunned when he saw Chu Bin. He nodded slightly and stopped talking.

"Come with me." Fang Zilan took Chu Bin to the study. Awan curled her lips after being ignored, and went to see how the dinner was being prepared.

Chu Bin watched Fang Zilan close the door, his expression became a little more serious, "Lan Lan, Gu Yuan is dead."

Fang Zilan looked stern. She had expected this result when she asked Chu Bin to follow Gu Yuan to Shanzhou. But now that I really hear it, I still feel a little sad.

"I found out before that Gu Yuan had a new outhouse this spring, and that outhouse was from Miluo." Chu Bin continued: "In addition, Mr. Mo found a handwritten letter, and Miss Xiao asked the sisters from Qianjinfang to compare the handwriting. , it was traced to Mr. Zuo of the Yun clan in Xiwucheng."

"Murong Qing?" Fang Zilan read the name softly, and Chu Bin reacted and said: "It's very possible. Since Gu Yuan's draft of the revised law was written by Mr. Zuo, it must have something to do with Murong Qing. .”

Fang Zilan looked complicated and whispered: "I thought Gu Yuan was the person assigned by Ji Ningtian, but he turned out to be..."

She didn't say anything further, Chu Bin sighed and said: "It doesn't matter at all."

"What do you mean?" Fang Zilan looked at Chu Bin and pursed his lips, "The person who killed Gu Yuan had a very familiar technique. He is undoubtedly a member of the ghost sect."

In an instant, Fang Zilan felt like she was falling into an ice cave. Chu Bin held her shoulders and said, "Lan Lan, the worst possibility is that they have formed an alliance."

Ji Ningtian and Murong Qing? A former prince of the ghost sect, a loyal prince of Miluo, the man of destiny predicted by the priest.

Could it be that the re-establishment of the world predicted by the Miluo priest was actually such a determination?

"We have no evidence." Fang Zilan leaned close to Chu Bin's ear, her voice as light as a feather, sweeping over him.

"How could they leave evidence if they did such a thing?" Chu Bin's hand on her shoulder tightened a little, "Lan Lan, Mr. Zuo has been planning for a long time. Although you forced Murong Qing to kill him, he We have no idea how many back-ups we have left and how many secret moves we have buried for Murong Qing. If this continues, the situation will not be optimistic."

Fang Zilan took a deep breath and said slowly: "I know."

Chu Bin looked at the person in front of him steadily and asked warmly: "Lan Lan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Fang Zilan answered quickly, as if a little slower would reveal her secret.

"I've heard about Pei Pening. I'll keep an eye on him for you." Chu Bin volunteered, but Fang Zilan shook his head, "No need, Pei Pening is currently at home. Someone is keeping an eye on him. We don't need him." It takes a lot of work.”

Chu Bin wanted to say something more, but Fang Zilan didn't give him a chance and said to himself: "What's more, it's not easy to trap people in the Pei family's yard. I don't want people around me to take risks anymore, especially you."

"Okay." Chu Bin responded, and Fang Zilan breathed a long sigh of relief. However, after she relaxed for a while, she called Chu Bin's name uneasily.

"I'm here." Chu Bin held Fang Zilan's wrist soothingly, and she grabbed his sleeve with her backhand. After a while, she finally made up her mind and said, "I'll ask Wen Ya to help you with the Gu." Take it out."