Before the original doubts are solved, new problems appear uninvited.
I originally thought that Yang Shuli died at the hands of the Yang brothers, but I heard from Yang Kangping that she had already died. Who killed her mother? Is it related to Qin Su? And whether her father is dead or alive?
Where did her sister, who was born on the same day as her, go? Why Qin Su died, and whether Jiang Zhan was wrongfully accused... These are all waiting for Tang Ji to investigate and uncover.
Tang Ji sighed, lowered his head and found that Jiang Ran fell asleep while crying in his arms. He couldn't help but shook his head, picked her up by the waist, and carried her to the bed. Just as he was about to cover her with a quilt, he was caught by Jade Hands.
Covered the sleeves.
"Tang Ji, don't leave me."
Hearing this, Tang Ji looked at her crystal clear eyes, stretched out his hand and touched her head: "Silly girl, how could I run away? Didn't you see our mother's diary? My husband saved you when I was a child.
You must marry me as your wife to repay your life!"
After listening to his words, Jiang Ran nodded silently and moved inside to free up the space outside.
Tang Ji raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "I'll take a shower first."
"Then I'll prepare bath water for you." Jiang Ran was about to get out of bed, but Tang Ji stopped him.
"No need, I'll be back soon." Tang Ji leaned over and kissed her forehead.
Jiang Ran didn't insist anymore, and lay on the bed honestly, watching him take the clean clothes in the closet and walk out, feeling a little heavy in his chest.
If his mother's death is really related to his mother, how should she face him in the future? If her father is wronged, she can find a way to redress her injustice. If her mother does not know the cause of death, she can also investigate, but she will be helpless if she accidentally hurts Tang Ji.
She doesn't want the person she loves the most to be sad because of her!
Thinking of this, Jiang Ran clenched the quilt tightly and prayed silently in her heart.
On the other side, Tang Ji walked to the bathroom and told the maid to prepare bath water, then walked towards the side yard to the west. Seeing that there was still light in a room on the left, he walked straight over and knocked on the door: "Aunt Bai
, have you slept?"
Bai Han originally planned to live in the outer courtyard with her servants, but at Tang Ji's insistence, she moved to the side courtyard.
After hearing Tang Ji's voice, Bai Han, who was sitting in a daze at the round table, stood up suddenly, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and walked towards the door: "No, young master."
As soon as the door opened, Tang Ji noticed the red and swollen corners of her eyes: "Aunt Bai, are you crying?"
Bai Han rubbed his eyes twice, shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, young master, please come inside."
Hearing this, Tang Ji helped her into the house, sat down at the table, and was about to pour her a glass of water, but found that there was nothing in the kettle.
Seeing this, Bai Han quickly said: "Master, I'm going to burn it."
But before she could stand up, she was interrupted by Tang Ji: "No, Aunt Bai, I drank too much water and couldn't sleep at night."
Tang Ji turned his head and looked around. There was plenty of space in the room, and the furniture and decoration were not bad. It looked simple and generous. However, Bai Han was more frugal. If he hadn't decorated it in advance, she would probably have rejected it again.
"Master, why are you looking for me so late?"
After listening to her words, Tang Ji put away his thoughts and turned to the topic: "Aunt Bai, do you know Qin Su?"
"Qin..." Bai Han was about to recall, when he heard the name, he suddenly raised his head, stood up quickly, closed the door, and asked in a low voice: "Master, why are you asking about Qin Su?"
Seeing her reaction, he must have known her, Tang Ji looked easy-going and said calmly: "I talked a lot with my grandpa at Yang's house today, and I mentioned this Qin Su. I was a little curious, so I came over to ask you.
.”
Before the matter was investigated clearly, he did not plan to tell anyone, so as not to put Ran Ran in danger.
Bai Han didn't think much about it. He held his hands and after thinking for a while, he replied: "Miss Qin met in Yunshan Temple outside the city. Miss Qin was only fifteen years old at the time. They hit it off and became friends soon."
My close friend, later, Miss Qin married Jiang Zhan, the general of Zhenguo. The lady even went to congratulate them personally. About two years later, Miss Qin was imprisoned in Yang Mansion because of the marriage. I heard news about Miss Qin again.
It was Jiang Zhan who led the rebellion and was eventually executed by the court. I don’t know what happened next, but I heard that both Qin Su and the child in her belly seemed to be dead. Alas, she and the young lady are both pitiful people."
Tang Ji nodded slightly. Just as he had guessed, his mother and mother-in-law had known each other for a long time. All of this was indeed a coincidence. It was inconvenient to ask any more questions. He sighed and replied: "No wonder grandpa sighed when he mentioned her. It turns out...
There are so many stories.”
After saying that, he exhaled, stood up and added: "Then I won't disturb your rest!"
"No way." Bai Han shook his head, sent him to the door, and lowered his voice to remind: "Master, back then many people complained for Jiang Zhan and were executed. You are now a court official. Don't discuss this matter outside.
So as not to cause death."
"I understand, don't worry." Tang Ji replied with a smile and walked straight to the stone arch door.
Bai Han leaned against the door frame, watched him go away, and murmured: "Miss, your Ji'er has grown up, and he is very capable now. Your spirit in heaven can continue to bless him. Now that Su Xiuyun is dead, only
We are brothers from the Yang family!"
Soon after, a rain poured down, and the sound of rain echoed in the courtyard.
Suddenly, a white light flashed across the horizon, followed by deafening thunder.
"Boom~"
Hearing the sound, Jiang Ran, who was lying on the bed, couldn't help but trembled. She turned to look at the door. Seeing that Tang Ji hadn't come back yet, she planned to go out and take a look. But just when she was about to get up, the door was pushed open heavily.
.
"Huh, the clothes I just changed are wet again. If I had known, I would have taken advantage of the rain to take a shower." Tang Ji complained as he wiped his hair and closed the door. Suddenly he realized that Jiang Ran was still there.
In his room, he turned around and took a look. Seeing that she had not woken up, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He walked to the table and started to take off his clothes.
This scene happened to be peeked by Jiang Ran. Her little face suddenly turned red and she quickly closed her eyes.
Tang Ji took off all her clothes and was about to go to the closet to get some clothes. When he walked past the bed, he noticed something strange about her. He turned his eyes slightly, thought about it, then leaned over and placed a kiss on her face: "
Madam, has she been drinking secretly? Her face is so red."
Jiang Ran thought he had changed his clothes, opened his eyes, and was about to reply, but saw something he shouldn't see, and immediately reached out to cover his eyes: "Ah~"
Tang Ji was too lazy to put on his clothes and got into bed directly: "Hey, it's a bit cold. Madam, please warm me up."
After saying that, he hugged Jiang Ran.
Jiang Ran clearly felt that something was pressing against his lower abdomen, and sneered at Tang Jiqing: "Big hooligan!"
Tang Ji also knew what she meant, so he whispered into her ear: "Haven't you touched them all?"
After saying that, he lifted up the quilt and covered both of them in it.
"Ah~Tang Ji!"
"Don't worry, I'm measured!"
There was thunder outside, and the red candles inside the house were extinguished, leaving only a hint of romance and ambiguity lingering.
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[Author's digression]: This afternoon I was caught by the boss trying to code words. It's too bad. Alas, the banknote data is so bad... Don't you want to update it? Let's do this. Tomorrow the weekly banknote can reach eight