Ning Shu said, "At that time, you were learning songs from her every day. You should have had a lot of contact with her. May I ask if Your Highness still has any impression of her?"
Xiao Minglan had almost recalled, "That girl was interesting. She insisted on singing even when her voice was broken. I asked her if she was working so hard for something. She said that she came to the capital to look for someone. She wanted me to write a note for her to ask the yamen. It was just a small matter. I wrote a note for her. That girl thanked me profusely. After a few days, I inadvertently asked her if she had found the person. She said that she had found the person, but he was already dead. Later on, after the old Concubine's birthday celebration and the person I wanted to coax, I let the troupe out. "
"Did she say who she was looking for at that time?"
"Sister or something like that. I can't remember clearly."
"Then where did she go after leaving your Prince's Mansion?"
"You go to find the Third Prince. He bought the troupe that he liked."
Before leaving Prince Ke's Mansion, Xiao Minglan ordered the housekeeper to give her the name list of the troupe and the details of the troupe leader. Ning Shu thanked her and left.
After leaving the Prince's Mansion, Hui Mo muttered, "This Niinu is really strange. Two years ago, she said that she had found the person, but he was already dead. After such a long time, she appeared again and continued to look for him. Could it be that she had found the wrong person? "
"There is also the Third Prince, Xiao Yunyan. At that time, the Seventh Prince mentioned that he had seen Niinu. It was Xiao Yunyan who immediately picked her up. He told him not to think too much. But he obviously bought the person he liked. I feel that the Third Prince is very suspicious. "
Ning Shu was not anxious. After a short period of confusion yesterday, she had quickly adjusted herself. She was even a little hot-blooded to fight, "Now, I am not afraid of more problems. I am only afraid of fewer problems. The more clues we have, the more likely it is to solve the case. Let's go and have lunch. We will call Forsythia and split into three groups. "
It was already the sixth day. The deadline of fifteen days was less than ten days.
There was not much spring rain in the capital, so the next rain was very precious. As soon as the pearl-like raindrops fell, the white pears all over the streets danced. The people all found shelter from the rain and gathered together to smile and admire the flowers and the rain as they chatted. The entire city was filled with the light and refreshing fragrance of the watery pears.
However, the joy elsewhere had nothing to do with the Yun residence.
A maidservant of the Yun family held an umbrella and welcomed Ning Shu into the mansion. She walked through several red doors, made a turn, and went through a long corridor to Cloud Leaf's courtyard. Along the way, they didn't see many people. Occasionally, they saw a few servants, but they hurriedly saluted Ning Shu and walked away quickly. The rain gradually became heavier, and the sound of the raindrops hitting the blue tiles was particularly clear.
Other than the sound of the rain, there was only the sound of the medicine being boiled on the medicine stove. There was nothing else in the courtyard. Ning Shu looked into the room through the window lattice. Yun Ruohui was guarding by Cloud Leaf's side. Perhaps because he was tired, he supported his head with one hand and leaned against the side of the bed.
Beside him, the housekeeper mother said softly, "Last night, young master vomited blood again. It was the eldest young master who took care of him and guarded him the whole night."
Ning Shu nodded and looked at the unconscious Cloud Leaf on the bed.
Because of the poison, his face was deathly pale and there was no trace of blood. Two months ago, when they first met in the plum mountain, the peach blossoms had withered in the blink of an eye. The person who used to have bright and pure eyes now seemed to be a different person. She couldn't see the sincerity and straightforwardness of that day.
Only the four small blood-red plum petals on the side of his neck were quietly blooming. It made Ning Shu think of the red spider lilies that bloomed at the gates of hell. They looked beautiful and dazzling, but in fact, they were the claws of the tortured evil spirits in the purgatory. They reached up from the eighteen levels of hell and invited every ghost to accompany them.
Ning Shu suddenly thought of Xiahou Qing.
It was different from Cloud Leaf's emergency. At that time, he was ten years old and watched the petals in the mirror slowly take away his five senses and six senses. He went from not being able to smell the world to not being able to taste the bitterness and sweetness. Day after day, year after year, for a whole ten years, he couldn't even see last year. How would he feel?
Panic, fear, anxiety, worry, anger, despair, unwillingness, collapse …
Among them, did he experience them one by one?
Then he took them and beat them day and night into a thick shell, indifferent and indestructible?
Ning Shu was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, she heard a few whispers. She came back to her senses and looked at Yun Ruohui who was trapped in a nightmare. She didn't know what he was dreaming of, but the young master who was always gentle like jade was now tense. His tightly knitted eyebrows were full of panic, loss, and panic. Beads of cold sweat kept rolling down his forehead.
"No … father … let her go, let her go!"
Ning Shu was slightly surprised. She leaned closer to listen. Yun Ruohui's lips trembled violently. Suddenly, he took a deep breath and his voice became extremely sad. "Don't blame me, you shouldn't have come. Nian-"
"Boom!"
Spring thunder suddenly sounded in the sky. Yun Ruohui was suddenly awakened.
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