Landlord, please feel free: I bid farewell

The scene in the dream is still very familiar, a dark thatched cottage, very silent, and he faced it alone, that damn powerless feeling, there was no one around, he wanted to light a candle to illuminate it, but he didn't want to face it The fact that he is the only one in the house, he is really timid, since when did he start.

Where are you, father and mother, Weiran is really scared, don't...don't Weiran, Weiran will be obedient, Yan Weiran is frowning and looking at the inside of the dilapidated house, a family, old and young, the scene is so familiar and so strange , who is that child, is it him, is it still, he should have forgotten long ago when he was very young.

When he was young, it’s not that he didn’t see his parents, in fact he did. At that time, he even had a grandmother, but his grandmother was seriously ill all the year round, and his parents took care of his grandmother. No more, he will be left alone after that, he must have been young at that time.

As long as he can remember, he has been wandering around. He has told people outside, including Xuan Qing, that he has never seen his parents, and he may not even have his own parents, but in fact he has them.

During the few years in the middle school of Weiming in Wuyou Valley, he had a strange habit, that is, when he was alone, he must light a candle, and the feeling of light was really not very good.

Before, in order to protect Chu Jin, he wronged himself and shrank in the dark. God knows that his heart was about to burst out at that time. Why did he have to hide under the bed? Maybe it was because it made him feel more stable. If there is no Chu Jin around, I feel like I will be suffocated. Yan Weiran really thought so, but luckily it passed.

The last time I had this terrible feeling, when was it, when I was surrounded by a group of vicious dogs, I didn't think about it.

But it's so cold here, so cold, Yan Weiran thought to herself.

But he couldn't open his eyes, he was so sleepy, so sleepy, Yan Weiran finally couldn't take it anymore and passed out.

At some point, the secret room was opened, and a person who came in was Qiuci, who came to see Yan Weiran on Wanqi Zhongyong's order, and covered Yan Weiran with a brocade quilt by the way.

Yan Weiran suddenly opened his eyes, and walked quickly to the door of the secret room, who was standing outside through a door.

Qiu Ci stood at the door of the secret room, and said to Yan Weiran in a cold voice, "Master Xianxue, are you hungry, I wonder how Mr. Xianxue was resting last night."

Yan Weiran showed a strange smile, and said to Qiu Ci through the iron door of the secret room, "Qiu Ci, your master asked you to come here, how is it?

"Oh, it turns out that Mr. Xianxue himself is bored inside, so Zhongyong can go in and have a look at Mr. Xianxue." Wan Qi Zhongyong's voice also came over in a low voice.

"Wanqi Zhongyong", Yan Weiran suddenly raised his voice and said... "What is the meaning of the eldest son? I was inexplicably let the people from Tianxialou arrest me before going to Wanqi Mansion, and then sent me to the palace, and now they have locked me in In this secret room, there is also a woman's body, who is she, your old lady or your wife, or your sister, or was killed by you innocently."

"She's not dead," Wan Qi Zhongyong's voice came in a low voice, "Is she dead or not, a fool can tell, the pulse has stopped, the skin is stiff, the reason why she hasn't turned into a bone , it's just because this secret room is really too cold, by the way, sir, you didn't come in vain, do you have food and drink?" Yan Weiran's voice trembled a little.

"Such a cold room, how did you do it? I was about to freeze to death. By the way, it's so strange why I didn't freeze to death all night." Yan Weiran was a little confused, and only later saw the clothes covering her body .

"Whose clothes are these?" Yan Weiran trembled for a while, and glanced at the woman on the bed with strange eyes. Fortunately, it wasn't hers, but whose clothes it was. Yan Weiran looked around the whole secret room inexplicably.

"Mr. Xianxue, don't be afraid, the clothes on your body were covered by Qiu Ci for you," Wan Qi Zhongyong said outside the secret room.

Qiu Ci naturally agreed and made a gesture, and Yan Weiran was completely relieved.

"Open the door and let Mr. Xian Xue come out and warm up," Wan Qi Zhongyong whispered to Qiuci.

Qiu Ci opened the iron door of the secret room, and Yan Weiran rushed out of the secret room.

Grabbing the collar of Wan Qi Zhongyong's clothes was about to get angry, but the long sword in Qiu Ci's hand was held against his neck, and Qiu Ci's long sword drew a bloody red line on Yan Weiran's neck.

"Mr. Xianxue, please calm down. Yesterday was Zhongyong's momentary confusion." Wan Qi Zhongyong's apology did come very quickly.

"Master Xianxue, please follow me," Wan Qi Zhongyong led the way.

Walking out of the secret room, Yan Weiran raised his head, his eyes faced the sun, it was too dazzling, why did he feel so difficult in just one night.

Slowly raising his hands to cover his eyes, Yan Weiran squinted habitually.

"Master Xianxue, please." Wan Qi Zhongyong did not take Yan Weiran to the study or the guest room to talk, but took Yan Weiran directly out of the mansion and got into a carriage.

"Where are we going, have you finally figured it out and sent me back to the palace?" Yan Weiran asked curiously.

Wan Qi Zhongyong said, "Mr. Xianxue, I know you have some complaints about what I did yesterday, but please forgive me, Wan Qi Zhongyong can only do this."

Oh, Yan Weiran looked at Wan Qi Zhongyong with a questioning expression on his face. This person has done bad things and still has grievances beyond words.

In the carriage, Yan Weiran had already been blindfolded by Qiu Ci with a black cloth, but Qiu Ci occasionally opened his mouth and whispered in Wan Qi Zhongyong's ear, such as leaving the city or arriving, the voice was very loud Low, but Yan Weiran listened very attentively, so he could hear clearly.

Finally, Yan Weiran was blindfolded and helped down by Qiuci. The carriage heard the sound of the iron door opening, and he walked for a distance, which was about a little longer than a cup of tea. The black cloth on Yan Weiran's face was covered It was taken off suddenly, and a middle-aged man in charge came out from inside, and he glanced at Yan Weiran indifferently.

"What are you bringing me here for?" Wan Qizhong asked bravely.

It's very dark inside, and it's very similar to the secret room where Yan Weiran stayed all night before. If it wasn't for the carriage just now, Yan Weiran would have an illusion that he was still in the secret room in Wanqi's mansion

What is it doing here, Yan Weiran has not had time to ask Wan Qi Zhongyong.

"Help, help, please, help me", a pair of hands suddenly stretched out, and the ground that was still quiet just now seemed to suddenly boil, and a pair of pale hands stretched out, reaching towards Yan Weiran.

The leading steward who had been following all this time whipped his whip, his hands let out a miserable howl, and then retracted.

"My lord, Xianxue would like to ask, what exactly is this place, the prison, and why are there so many people locked up?" Yan Weiran's voice became a little louder.

"Don't listen, everyone from my Wanqi family is here. Could it be that Mr. Xianxue can't get used to it or sympathizes with the people locked up here? There are some innocent people here," said Wanqi Zhongyong with no expression on his face .

Does this mean that those who follow me will prosper and those who oppose me will perish, but if there is no sympathy, at most it will be the death of a rabbit and the sorrow of a fox, Yan Weiran sighed inwardly.

"Then why did you bring me here? Lock me up too. How did Xianxue offend Wanqi's mansion, the prime minister, or the eldest son?" Yan Weiran asked Wanqi Zhongyong.

"Now I ask you, is the woman who spent the night with you last night still alive?" Wan Qi Zhongyong said suddenly.

"So obsessed with that woman, what is the relationship between her and you? Xianxue is really curious, but Xianxue doesn't lie. She has been dead for many years. If her soul is reincarnated, maybe that child can be soy sauce Already", Yan Weiran's voice was slightly higher.

Wan Qi Zhongyong suddenly turned around and grabbed Yan Weiran's clothes directly. After looking at Yan Weiran for a long time, Wan Qi Zhongyong suddenly pushed Yan Weiran into a room similar to a prison cell and said to Qiuci, "You stay Look down at him", here he is referring to Yanwei and then, Wan Qi Zhongyong left.

Standing in that room, Yan Weiran realized that there were still several people in the corner, men and women, old and young, Yan Weiran walked to a corner under the vigilant eyes of the original few people in the room, sat down to rest, Start thinking about the problems you are currently facing.

Transferring from one secret room to another, Yan Weiran only knows this at the moment, and he is outside the city, so he can be sure that he must have left the city.