Dream Broken You Pavilion

Jing'er's stubborn and resolute eyes always follow her everywhere, which makes Shang Wuyang very unhappy. After returning to the study, he sat with a sullen face for a long time, and ordered Qingping to be called.

Qingping followed Mrs. Shang Qi at the age of five, and was three years younger than Shang Wuyang. They grew up together, like brother and sister. It is well known that Qingping likes Shang Wuyang.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, did the young master ever miss Qingping?"

Following the soft call of Jiaoyin, a young woman walked in slowly, swaying her willow waist lightly.

But I saw her with a high bun on her head, a pink rose flower on her sideburns, enchanting almond eyes, and a springy mouth. She was wearing a pink straight collar, double breasted, narrow sleeves and thin plain gauze gown. A long white embroidered dress on the chest, a goose yellow long ribbon around the waist, and a pair of light yellow embroidered shoes on the feet.

Walking closer, he saluted Shang Wuyang with a smile on his forehead, and called out delicately:

"Qingping met the young master."

Shang Wuyang's long eyebrows frowned slightly, his deep eyes were so cold that they almost froze, and he said calmly:

"come over."

"Yes." Qingping smiled charmingly, and walked slowly in front of him.

Shang Wuyang lowered his voice and asked, "Is there any news about what I asked you to investigate?"

"After three years of investigation, I finally found some clues. The young lady did live in the capital city before, but I heard that she moved there with her family five years ago. I'm still investigating where she lived before."

"five years ago?"

"That's right." Qingping glanced at Shang Wuyang meaningfully, "It's true that there is an unidentified woman sleeping with me next to me, so people have to keep one eye open."

Shang Wuyang's pupils tightened slightly, and in an instant, two sharp cold lights shot towards her, "Shut up."

Qingping shuddered involuntarily, and shut up immediately.

Shang Wuyang gently leaned his back on the tiger head chair, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Has she ever noticed?"

Qingping smiled coquettishly, "How could it be? The young madam is busy every day, besides pleasing the old madam, she is playing with the flowers and plants in the nursery."

Shang Wuyang said quietly: "Now my mother is following me again."

Qing Ping sneered and said: "This is her cleverness, as long as there is an old lady covering her, young master, what can you do to her? It was cold winter when she fell into the water, and the icy water in the mountain stream may have hurt her body. ..If she has a child, she will be endlessly bound by you, young master."

"Child?" Every word Shang Wuyang uttered was like ice.

There was a bewitching smile on Qingping's lips, and she gently opened her lips: "Since the old lady invited a doctor from outside the mountain to treat the young lady, I heard that she is in much better health recently, maybe she can really give birth to a 'Young Lord' for you It's also unknown."

"As the saying goes, a slap can't be made, as long as the young master is not willing, where did this child come from?"

How could Shang Wuyang not understand what she said?But he still couldn't help frowning.

Ever since Qingping entered the door, her enchanting, charming, and bright all made Shang Wuyang feel a little restless, especially the scent coming from her body made him very uncomfortable, so he sneezed twice suddenly, Rubbing his nose, he said indifferently:

"Mother said my father's death had nothing to do with Xiao Zizhan. However, all the people I sent to find out were that Xiao Zizhan killed my father."

"I think what the old lady said is true."

Shang Wuyang was startled, "How do you say that?"

Qingping said: "Qingping has been with the old lady since she was five years old, and I have heard her say that in the past ten years

There is some blood book as evidence..."

Shang Wuyang was surprised: "Where did the blood book come from?"

Qingping shook her head lightly, "Qingping has never seen it before, but she heard her old man talking about it when she was a child when paying homage to the old master."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Shang Wuyang was a little annoyed.

Qingping paused, "I forgot too."

Shang Wuyang said coldly, "Forgot? Did you forget or mother forgot? Or is it just nonsense? Do you think I'm a fool? If that's the case, then I'll go and ask mother what's going on."

Qingping shouted urgently: "Young master, don't be reckless. If the old lady wanted to, she would have shown the blood book to the young master, but she has never shown it, maybe there is something embarrassing for her."

Shang Wuyang turned a deaf ear and strode out of the meeting hall with big strides, followed by Qingping.

Mrs. Shang Qi has been in poor health, so in order to be quiet, she lives alone in the Lanlin Garden in the southwest corner of the house.

Pass through the promenade with carved beams and painted columns, bypass the stone paved nine-curved bridge across the courtyard, and come to an arched stone door with the words "Lanlin Garden" engraved on the door bridge.Shang Wuyang walked in, walked through the rockery in the yard and a path paved with stones in the pool, and stopped in front of a closed door. This room was Mrs. Shang Qi's bedroom.

Seeing that there was no girl waiting outside the door, Shang Wuyang knew that his mother hadn't taken a nap yet, so he called out in a deep voice:

"Mom, are you asleep?"

"Is it Yang'er? Come in quickly." Mrs. Shang Qi's weak voice came from inside.

Shang Wuyang pushed open the door and entered, while Qingping stayed outside.

In the room, He Lan Min'er stood up from the bed and called out sweetly, "Husband."

His mother, Mrs. Shang Qi, was sitting on the bedside. On the plate in Yurong's hand was an empty bowl, and there was still some dark brown soup in the bowl. It was obvious that she had just finished drinking the medicine.

Shang Wuyang said coldly to He Lan Min'er with a blank face, "Go out."

"What, what?" He Lan thought he had heard wrong, and looked back at him in disbelief.

"Go back to the room!" Shang Wuyang's voice was undeniably indifferent.

He Lan's enthusiasm immediately froze, she lowered her head in a sense of loss, forced a small smile, lowered her eyebrows and answered in a compliant voice: "Yes." She turned to salute Mrs. Shang Qi's forehead, "Mother rest!" Come on, Min'er went back to the room first."

"Go, go and rest."

Mrs. Shang Qi responded softly, and then glared at Shang Wuyang resentfully, as if to say: Look at your temper, why can't you treat her better?

Outside the door, watching He Lan's lonely leaving back, Qing Ping had an imperceptible smile on her lips.

Shang Wuyang got straight to the point: "Is there a blood book in Mother's hand?"

"what?"

Mrs. Shang Qi trembled, and her expression froze instantly, "You, how do you know?"

Shang Wuyang's face was gloomy, "Mother, since you said that Xiao Zizhan was not my father-killer and enemy, there is no evidence to say that, I want to read the blood book."

Mrs. Shang Qi's mood suddenly fell to the extreme, and she pondered for a long time before she opened her mouth: "For many years, this is what I have been depressed about. The blood book is gone."

Shang Wuyang said in a deep voice: "Since the mother said that there is a blood book, my son will believe my mother once. If the mother can't find it, my son will find it for you! However, before the blood book is found, the son will still think that this so-called 'blood book ’ It’s just an excuse for my mother to excuse Xiao Zizhan.”

"you......"

Hearing Shang Wuyang's seemingly groundless accusations, Mrs. Shang Qi became angry for a while, facing this stubborn and suspicious son, she was angry and anxious, raised her hand and pointed at him angrily, and reprimanded:

"I didn't show you the blood book in the past because too many people were involved in the content of the blood book. I was afraid that you would bring disaster to Xiao Yuntian if you acted rashly. Now, the blood book disappeared inexplicably, and you said you lied to you for your mother. Now that you say it like that, well, then go find it and find the blood book, otherwise I won’t die with peace..."

Before she finished speaking, she coughed violently, choking her so much that she almost lost her breath.

Shang Wuyang, who was dazzled by his obsession, realized that he had lost his composure when he saw the situation, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pat her back lightly, and said in his mouth:

"Mother, don't worry, my son will send someone to find the blood book."

Although he said so in his mouth, he still didn't believe in the 'blood book' in his heart.The hatred of killing his father is unshakable, for him, he would rather kill by mistake than let him go...

After coughing violently for a while, Mrs. Shang Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes and lay down, waved her hand, "I'm going to rest, you go out."

Seeing that his mother issued an order to evict guests, Shang Wuyang couldn't say anything more.He said in a low voice: "Hello, take a rest, my son has retired."

After Shang Wuyang left, Mrs. Shang Qi suddenly sat up straight, and hurriedly called Qing'er, her personal maid, and ordered her to find out where the people arrested by Shang Wuyang were kept...