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Xie Changhuai stood on the side with his hands behind his back, watching Li Sicheng and the others' movements.

Zhao Chonghuan walked carefully in the forest. She had heard the report of the coroner and his subordinates of Dali Temple on He Yansou:

Last night, Jia Zi was drunk and settled in the room of Lanxianglou to rest. However, he expected that the third update in the middle of the night, and for some reason, he wandered here alone.

At dawn, the maid and servant of Lanxianglou found that the Yanei was missing and searched everywhere in panic. One of the people found this headless female corpse that looked like the voice of the Tenth Auntie.

As for Jia Zijing, he was found in a handful of calamus in the Qili Lotus Pond opposite him. He was wet all over, his face turned pale, and he fainted. Then he woke up and kept saying that he was ghosting again!

Several unrelated people have already stepped on the bamboo forest. Even if there are some traces of the murderer at that time, they have long been submerged in countless panic and rushing.

Zhao Chonghuan searched around and looked at the ruined scene, knowing that he could not have any hope of finding traces.

She looked up at the thick shade and looked back aimlessly over the bamboo forest where the scenery was shining again.

Occasionally, there were strong spider webs sweeping across her eyebrows and eyes with dew. She rubbed her eyelashes that were slightly itchy because of the disturbance. The spider webs were floating, which were extremely resilient. She pulled them hard twice but didn't break them.

She picked up the spider silk in surprise and swayed a few times, and couldn't help but think to herself: The spider web in Pingzhang Mansion is also a little stronger than elsewhere!

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Youyou: On the winter solstice, there are dumplings in the north and dumplings in the south! The winter solstice in Suzhou is as big as the New Year, which is a good day for family reunion. My sister also wishes you good health and warmth on the winter solstice!

Cute historical knowledge: Wu Mengchuang was a famous poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, Wu Wenying, and was known as Li Shangyin in the Ci. He was also introduced by his brother to write citations and give them to Jia Pingzhang, but he did not get much favor! Representative works:

"Huanxisha"

The door is separated by the flowers and dreams of old traveling, and the sunset is silent and the swallows are sad. The jade fragrance moves the small curtain hook.
Chapter completed!