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Chapter 32 Coincidence Clues

"Yes." Xiang Ye stared straight at the place Wu Zuo pointed to.

The mortuary suddenly fell silent, and the already gloomy and cold environment added two points of indescribable strangeness.

Yan Wanwan walked up to Xiangye and held her cold hand in early summer.

Wu Zuo turned his head and nodded at Jingzhao Mansion Yin, who glanced at Yan Zheng and bowed to him, "Young Master Yan, look...I'm afraid I need to ask this lady to ask a few questions about this matter." talk."

Yan Wanwan and Xiang Ye naturally heard these words, the latter nodded, then broke away from Yan Wanwan's hand, walked to Jingzhao Mansion Yin, and lightly blessed himself.

Jingzhao Mansion Yin raised his hand to summon a yamen official, took Xiang Ye to the side hall for questioning, turned around and bowed to Yan Zheng, "Young Master Yan, shall we go to the living room to talk?"

Yan Zheng turned his head to look at Yan Wanwan, but saw her staring blankly at a certain place. The next moment, she took a step forward and grabbed a silver ingot on the plate on the table, "What is this?"

"Oh, this is from that corpse just now." Jingzhao Mansion Yin said.

"I held it tightly in my hand, and it took me a while to take it out." Wu Zuo added on the sidelines.

Yan Wanwan had already turned the silver ingot over, and sure enough, she saw the words "Yanhe Yuannian" on it, and murmured, "Is this official silver?"

"Of course it's the official bank. According to the news from the Ministry of Industry, this Hong Xuanzhi participated in the construction of the Huitong Canal in Shangjing. There were some problems in the accounts. He was severely criticized by the Shangguan. He never came back. Thinking about it, he was afraid of being ashamed and angry at the time, so he jumped into the river when he couldn't think about it for a while, but the undercurrent under the river rolled his body between the rocks and got stuck. It was only after all these years that he realized that he was not only missing, but She's long gone." Jingzhao Mansion Yin just saw that Yan Wanwan and Yan Zheng behaved intimately, although he didn't know who she was, he treated her with courtesy, and his words were not without embarrassment.

Yan Wanwan tightly clasped the silver ingot in his hand, his thoughts had already turned around, Yan Zheng frowned, his eyes fell on her for a long time, then he turned his head again, and glanced faintly at the Governor of Jingzhao, his eyes were cold.

When the two of them came out from the back office of Jingzhao Mansion, they were thinking about their own concerns and didn't say a word.

Until Yan Wanwan was absent-minded and almost kicked the threshold and fell, Yan Zheng reached out to help her in a timely manner.

"Thank you, husband." Yan Wanwan subconsciously said, before she realized it, she hurriedly said, "I don't want to thank you, no, I want to thank you...I don't want to say thank you, nor...I'm Said I didn't mean that..." Speech was incoherent for a while, and he got himself into it, Yan Wanwan was speechless, simply shut his mouth, and looked back at him helplessly.

There was a slight smile in Yan Zheng's eyes, which was rare when she was so at a loss, "I'm not angry this time." He smiled.

Yan Wanwan looked at him blankly, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

After standing there for a while, Xiangye also came out, bowing his knees and saying goodbye to the official of Jingzhao Mansion who sent her out, Yan Wanwan hurriedly went up to support her.

Xiang Ye came forward, but bowed deeply to Yan Zheng, "Thank you, Mr. Yan, for today's matter." Just now, those officials in the Jingzhao Mansion never asked her about her current household registration, so of course there was something wrong. For the sake.

"Don't be too polite. You are Wan Wan's sister, and doing this little favor is nothing more than a little effort, so don't take it to heart." Yan Zheng said hurriedly, while speaking, his eyes fell on Yan Wanwan's face, as tender as water .

Xiang Ye naturally saw it, and glanced at Yan Wanwan, knowing that this was Ai Wu Ji Wu, but she must remember this feeling, but at this moment, she could only be speechless for a while.

Both Yan Wanwan and Xiang Ye had their own concerns, neither of them wanted to speak, Yan Zheng also understood, turned his head and waved in a certain direction, a carriage parked at that street was actually kicking and running Come over and stop right in front of them.

Yan Zheng turned to Yan Wanwan and smiled, "Today's matter is embarrassing for you too, lady, you and Song Er shopkeeper go back to Chunzhi Pavilion first, and have a good talk with her, I will pick you up before dark." Speaking of which, Xiangye's surname is Song.

Yan Wanwan didn't expect him to be so thoughtful, but she still nodded without hesitation, helped Xiangye to board the car.

Yan Zheng stood with his hands behind his back in front of the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, watching the carriage swaying away, the smile on his face was put away, his eyes were cold and sharp, he turned around and picked up his clothes and went back to the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion.

All the way back to the Chunzhi Pavilion without a word, Xiang Ye entered her own room, and fell limply on the kang by the window as if she had lost all her strength.

They spent most of the day in the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, and at this moment, the sky was already dark.

Xiang Ye was sitting by the window where the light and shade intersected, half of her body was immersed in the dim sky, so she couldn't see clearly.

Yan Wanwan walked to the table, skillfully touched the fire pocket, blew on it and lit the candle on the table.

For a moment, he became dizzy, dispelling the gloom in the house.

Sitting on the edge of the kang like a clay sculpture, Xiang Ye also seemed to be brought to life by the light, and suddenly laughed lowly. The laughter was fierce, and the cold-tempered Xiang Ye had never had such a moment. It was the first time. , Laughing like this is the kind of smile that makes the back of the neck chill.

"In the past few years, I have hated him for repenting his vows, hating him for being betrayed. There is no day for him to sleep peacefully, but he is already dead..." Xiang Ye said with a smile, tears streaming down his face.

Yan Wanwan, who was standing in front of the candle with her back to her, paused indiscernibly. The candle flame faintly reflected in her pupils, flickered twice, then she moved again, folded the torch in her hand Putting it back to the original place, Fang turned around, walked to sit in front of Xiang Ye, and looked straight at her tear-stained face without any hesitation.

"Have you ever thought that maybe he didn't commit suicide at all. Even... maybe he didn't betray you?"

Xiang Ye was startled, washed by tears, her clear but ruddy eyes stared blankly at her.

"You told me that because he was poor since he was a child, but he wanted to get ahead, so he was able to endure hardships and was determined. You insisted on going to Beijing to ask him to understand, because you firmly believed that he was not a person who would like to change his mind. Even if such a person will be swayed by power, he will never talk about life and death lightly."

"I just told my husband everything. He has connections, and he will definitely check the other marriages he said in his letter. If there is, it's a different matter. If not..." Yan Wanwan's eyes were fixed. Before he could say anything later, Xiang Ye seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly got up, almost staggering towards the bedside, and took out a dust-covered box under the bed that hadn't been opened for a long time.

After opening it, I rummaged through it.

Yan Wanwan didn't go over to help, but just put her backhands on both sides of the chair, her mind was running fast.Official bank... Is that familiar official bank a coincidence, or is there something else hidden?

After a while, Xiang Ye stood in front of her again, holding a letter in his hand, "This is the last unfeeling letter and divorce letter he wrote to me."

Yan Wanwan didn't reach out to pick it up right away, her temples were swollen and painful, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at the messy bun in front of her, her eyes were red, but her expression had returned to calm, and her throat rolled slightly. , calling her hoarsely, "Xiangye..."

(End of this chapter)