She looked at the earrings in her hands and muttered to herself again.
After staring at the earrings for a long time, a hint of understanding suddenly flashed in her eyes.
Glancing at the earring in her hand, she put it into her arms.
The corners of her lips raised, and she smiled a little coldly.
"It seems that the person who has a grudge against the murderer is not Miss Yingxue, but me..."
As she said this, she glanced at Ran Yingxue's grave again and shook her head with some regret.
He turned around, picked up his feet, and returned to his room.
The next day, Xiao Nuzhi got up relatively late.
On this day, she did not plan to go to the Fengliu Pavilion because she had a more important thing waiting for her to do.
"Xiao Jiu, where is Miss Wei Xue?"
After walking out of the room, Xiao Nuzhi directly asked Ran Weixue where she was.
"Princess, Miss Wei Xue is in the backyard. Yesterday, she was sad because sister Yingxue's grave was dug up. Today, when the Taoist priest came, she followed her to the backyard. Alas~~ I hope sister Yingxue can
Be transcended."
Jiuer sighed helplessly.
But Xiao Naozhi raised the corners of his lips with deep meaning, "Really? Is she really that positive?"
A slight smile flashed in her eyes: "Are you sad or scared?"
"Huh? Princess, what did you say?"
Jiu'er didn't understand what Xiao Nuzhi meant.
"Xiao Jiu, ask Ran Weixue to come here to meet me."
Sitting down in the yard, she ordered Jiu'er.
"Yes, Princess."
Although Jiu'er didn't understand Xiao Naozhi's intention of looking for Ran Weixue so early in the morning, she didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Not long after walking to the backyard, Ran Weixue followed Jiu'er.
Ran Weixue's face looked a little ugly, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying for too long.
The bags under my eyes are a bit bigger, and there are thick dark circles under my eyes.
"What do you want from me, princess?"
With a cold face, she walked up to Xiao Nuzhi and said.
Xiao Naozhi did not answer her question directly, but cast his eyes towards Ran Weixue's ear.
It's indeed hers.
Xiao Nuzhi thought to himself.
Then, he took out the earring he picked up from Ran Yingxue's grave the night before from his sleeve and handed it to Ran Weixue.