It is probably hard for ordinary people to imagine such a secret note.

Yes, the secret hidden on the note is that Mo Rufeng has long been dead. Now Mo Rufeng is the fourth son of the Lei family. Because he wants to help the Wen family get the crucial letter, the old lady of the Lei family decided to give it a

The son's child gave birth to an outdoor room is replaced by the Feng.

As for the true Mo Rufeng, he may be dead.

When he first came, Awen was still wondering why Mo Rufeng was alive. Now it seems that this is a game, just to get letters.

After burying Huang's family, the brother and sister set out on the road again.

The Lei family has come to the imperial envoy from the capital to accept it, and the yamen will also be investigated together.

Awen knew that this must be a memorandum submitted by Duan Jiahong.

On the carriage, Awen looked at Liang Jiahua in confusion. He stared at the book without turning his eyes, forcing Awen to be depressed.

Liang Jiahua put down the book, looked at her, and sighed: "Speak, what do you want to know."

Awen's eyes lit up and she hurriedly blurted out the questions in her heart: "How did you know that Mo Rufeng is not the teacher's wife's child? We also knew from the broken bracelet at that time."

Liang Jiahua lifted the curtain on the car, looked at the clouds that began to change from the sky outside, and said lightly: "His knowledge is not as good as his life as the Lei family and the government for so many years, but he is not willing to study at the same time as Mo Rufeng.

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Or maybe I was forced to read some books, which was very messy and unorganized."

Awen was still confused. Looking at the mysterious Liang Jiahua, she found that he had gone to the capital and became unpredictable after returning.

"Did you come to Miancheng to see your master's wife? You agreed with Duan Jiahong?"

Liang Jiahua looked at Awen silently: "No, I just happened to meet him when I was in the capital. I knew he would check some things here."

Awen narrowed her eyes: "What is that letter? In whose hands?"

Liang Jiahua looked at Awen spreading her hands, looking helpless: "I don't know either." Maybe it's still in the teacher's hands.

"What kind of crime do you think the Lei family will have?"

Awen was particularly curious. The Lei family is considered the largest merchant in Cotton City, and there are many oppressing the people, but it is also a giant dragon. Did it just fall down like this?

Liang Jiahua's eyes flashed and he smiled: "It depends on how much your fiancé found."

Awen gave Liang Jiahua a blank look and mentioned Duan Jiahong. She was so angry that her chest hurt. The man who was still tender and sweet the moment before was cold and cold as ice the next moment.

It's really hard to bear with it.

Seeing that at the end of November, a cold wave hit the air, the two of them started to add clothes.

As he got colder and colder, Awen wanted to wrap her cotton jacket.

She yelled, rubbed her hands, looking helpless.

"Where are we going? Aren't we going home?"

Liang Jiahua lifted the curtain and looked out as the whiteness was white, and his eyes burst into an unprecedented joy.

"Awen, look, snow."

Awen looked along Liang Jiahua's hand and saw snowy whites and snowflakes falling in the sky, making the whole world snow-white.

She looked depressed and rolled her eyes: "What's so good about snow? We've also drank it there."

Liang Jiahua was not eliminated by Awen's discouragement at all: "The little snow we have fallen there is not enough. Look at the snow, it is white, as if it can cover everything."

Covering everything? What does this mean?
Chapter completed!