Chapter 36: As seen for the first time, autumn wind sad painting fan 5

All day, Gu Pei and his wife almost turned over half of the mountain, but the two little people in red disappeared.

"It seems that he really escaped."

Dragging his tired body back to the mountain gate, Gu Pingluan said regretfully and helplessly, and sat on the steps again.

Although Pei Shaoyin was too tired, he stood up straight at this time, and the box in his hand had been sweaty and pinched.

Suddenly, the door of the main hall opened silently, and a red shadow stepped out of the threshold.

"Who's over there!" Pei Shaoyin suddenly asked, which shocked Gu Pingluan.

The red shadow stopped and looked at them from afar. He didn't get close and didn't answer. Go and have a look." Pei Shaoyin held her hand in hand, and the two walked to the main hall together.

Unexpectedly, what appeared there in the middle of the night was the sandalwood clothes that they thought had been gone. The teenager looked at them coldly and quietly, as if he was unaware of the reason why he was called.

"Where have you been during the day? The Lord of the Three Palaces and I can't find you." Pei Shaoyin asked angrily. The child in front of him is too ignorant and rude.

Wei Tanyi's empty eyes: "It seems that I don't need to report to you wherever I go. If you need anything, just say it directly."

The tone that was not in line with his age shocked Pei Shaoyin. He couldn't speak for a moment. Gu Pingluan saw his shock and answered, "The palace owner asked us to give you a gift. We couldn't see you all day. We thought you were..."

"Do you think I'm leaving?" Wei Tanyi interrupted coldly and raised the corners of his lips slightly. "Why should I go? That man promised my mother to avenge me. Wouldn't it be stupid if I left now?"

This time, even Gu Pingluan was so ruthless that he couldn't answer.

Although he knows that he has experienced the pain of bereavement and was broken by his sister with a bad relationship, it is inevitable that he is in a bad mood, but it is too cold-blooded to implicate his master in this way and call his master "that man" and treat the person who cares about him as a fool.

"You..."

"I want to see my master." The words suddenly changed.

Pei Shaoyin's face turned pale: "The palace master is closed. He doesn't see anyone except me."

Wei Tanyi looked at him for a while and suddenly smiled, but the smile was creepy and chilled.

"The girl left. Even so, won't he come out?"

Wei Tanyi raised the note in his hand: "I'm afraid of absconding. I can't kill her. How are you going to punish me?"

It seemed that there was a strong wind wrapped in a blizzard, freezing a few miles. The two palace masters stared at the child in their teens in front of them. It was hard to believe that he could regard the friendship of his peers so coldly and kill them. Thinking of his men's mercy to avenge for Qian and hide the whereabouts of Ziwei, a feeling of being humiliated was born in Pei Shaoyin's heart and uncontrollably turned into anger.

"Wei Tanyi! You!" I almost couldn't help reaching out and lifting his collar.

"It's not good for that stupid girl to like who she likes an old piece of wood. If she continues to struggle like this, it's better to die." The dead child still speaks immoral words.

Gu Pingluan reluctantly maintained the Qingming Festival, so he asked, "How do you know about her escape?"

"I watched her go down the mountain."

"You!" Gu Pingluan's eyes widened again, "But you just said you couldn't chase her."

At this time, Wei Tanyi suddenly lowered his head and did not answer immediately.

"I followed all the way, but I still can't do it."

***

The old housekeeper of the Xie family led the three people into the garden and chattered about this and that all the way.

Qisi listened to his constant explanation that he must not say this and that. He was dizzy and couldn't help asking, "Old man, what kind of stimulation has your young master been? He can't hear this or that. How can he talk to him?"

The old housekeeper shook his head with a wry smile: "The girl doesn't know anything, my young master..." Before he finished, a man and a woman came out of the arch in the direction of the main courtyard, and he was stunned when he saw them.

"I have met the third prince, the third princess." As a court official, Han Ruxu quickly saluted.

It was the third prince Song Xiao and his wife Xie Shi. They were very surprised to meet each other. For a long time, no one knew what to say.

"Why did Lord Han come to Quming when he was free?" After all, Song Xiao is the highest-ranking person among all the people present. If he doesn't open his mouth, I'm afraid no one dares to make a sound.

"Your Highness, the humble position is investigating the case, and there are some clues to ask the young master."

Song Xiao nodded slightly and walked with his wife along their way.

Speaking of Song Xiao, he is actually the most talented of the princes of Emperor Xuanping. Unfortunately, he followed the general and never got an official and a half rank when he came back. At the beginning, the generals would desperately say that the three princes were outstanding. After being gently rejected by Emperor Xuanping several times, no one hit the knife, and he was at ease. You have to crown the victory over yourself.

The more he suppresses him, the more he will be dissatisfied with his own situation. If he is dissatisfied, he will think about it. In order to eliminate the possibility of his rebellion, Emperor Xuanping will not give him and his wife's mother's family a good color. In such a cycle, Song Xiao can be said to be the most depressed prince in the history of Daji.

"His Royal Highness once told me that if one of the brothers will be the first to be unable to resist, it must be the Third Highness." Han Ruxu deliberately slowed down and whispered to Wei Tanyi.

Wei Tanyi smiled and said, "I don't think so."

The conversation has come to the door of Xiangzhu Garden, and the old housekeeper bowed slightly: "Three, please."

Qing Siqi said, "Won't the old man go with us?"

The old housekeeper quickly waved his hand: "The master has told us unrelated servants not to provoke the young master. The old slave is waiting at the door."

With curiosity about the secrets of the little prince, the three thanked the old housekeeper and entered the garden.

At the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the most prosperous ones in the garden are Ziwei and Begonia, which are gorgeous, as if they have walked into a dream. Even people like Han Ruxu can't help showing amazing colors.

"In such a big garden, there are so many flowers. Let's look for it separately and shout when you find it." After Wei Tanyi said that, he didn't wait for the two to agree and walked forward.

Xiang lives in the garden, takes the meaning to stay in the garden. It is full of all kinds of flowers and plants all year round, and it will not look lonely at any time. Maybe it is for this reason that Mr. Xie Xiao likes to come here to kill time, although he knows that he has no hope of meritorious deeds.

"The young master has been in a bad mood since he fell off the list, so don't mention the imperial examination, articles, palaces, fame and so on in front of him, otherwise no one can say what will happen." The old housekeeper said so.

Wei Tanyi's cat drilled through the low purple myrtle forest and came to the pond. Most of the willow trees on the other side have fallen, and they can only faintly distinguish the once lush canopy. It would be a waste if there were no beautiful stories in such a place. With that, he was about to walk towards the Quqiao, but he suddenly stepped on something soft under his feet.

"I'm sorry!" The person who was trampled on his hand was originally lying under the tree, but the flowers were hanging down to cover him, and Wei Tanyi only looked for the way and didn't pay attention to his existence at all, which shocked him.

After Wei Tanyi finished speaking, he found that his hand was motionless, as if he didn't feel it, and his heart was awe-hearted, and he quickly plucked the branches.

The person lying in the shade of the tree was Mr. Xie Xiaozi, or the smoky blue Confucian shirt with a book on his face, as quiet as if he were dead.

"Exit's son!" Wei Tanyi quickly removed the book on his face, but found that he was just sleeping too deep, and his nose flashed evenly.

At this time, there was a cry from the other end of the garden: "I found him!"