"Yizhen, don't be like this... let's have a nice talk first, okay?"

Xiang Yi raised his eyes and looked at the man.

Tan Ting only felt that her eyes were soft and frosty. The softness was for others, but the frost was only for him.

Tan Ting's thin middle coat fell down a little while he was dazed, and the clear collarbone under his slender neck was exposed.

But she didn't seem to care, just sitting there quietly.

The new fragrance hinting at joy hovers in the tent.

Tan Ting had no joy at all, and his mouth was bitter. Looking at his wife's emotionless face, his fingertips trembled and hurriedly gathered her clothes, pulled her clothes back around her neck, wrapped them around her shoulders, and covered her face. Keep your collarbone exposed in the air conditioner.

When it was time to take out the belt and tie it up for her, she finally moved slightly.

Xiang Yi avoided his hand, and seeing that he had no intention of following Zhao's instructions, he tied his belt himself.

Tan Ting paused and saw that her middle coat was thin, so he took his blouse over from the embroidered pier beside the bed and wanted to put it on her shoulders first.

But as soon as the blouse was brought over, she took her own clothes from the side and put them on.

Tan Ting sighed inwardly and had to put his blouse back on before hearing her speak.

There was always no emotion in his voice, "What do you want to say?"

What Tan Ting could say was naturally Yang Muhong's business.

He turned on the small lamp beside the bed and said directly without going around in circles.

"What I said today was not because of anything else, but because Yang Muhong and Tan had a grudge against me. Yizhen, you don't know, but my father's death is inseparable from his villainous behavior,"

Tan Ting said. After saying this, his wife was surprised and looked over.

Her attitude was completely different from before. Seeing that she was willing to listen, Tan Ting finally calmed down. Under the gentle swaying of the candlelight, he told Xiang Yi about his father Tan Chaokuan's transfer and what Yang Muhong had done.

This matter is not a secret, but not many people know what is going on inside.

After Yang Muhong resigned and his fate was unknown, Tan Ting did not let the Tan family discuss the matter again.

Xiang Yi didn't know there was such a reason. When he heard it, he was really stunned for a while.

She only knew that Tan Ting's father contracted the disease and died because of overwork. Unexpectedly, Yang Muhong spread evil rumors, which caused Tan Ting's father to become mentally exhausted and overworked.

However, if Yang Muhong is such a villain, how can the eldest brother trust him to hand over all the evidence of the Jiangxi fraud case? And he did go all the way here.

You must know that even the eldest brother was seriously injured in the pursuit. For Yang Muhong, an elderly fellow classmate, this trip was like risking his life to compete with Chen and others.

Would a person who was willing to risk his life to help the common people really spread evil words deliberately to make the people of the common people use their lives to resist the common people?

Xiang Yi thought silently and didn't say anything for a while.

It's not that she doesn't believe in Mr. Tan, it's just that the contradiction is really unexplainable.

But from the perspective of the Tan family uncle, she could understand what he said at that time.

Tan Ting looked at his wife and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that her expression seemed to have softened a bit.

"I don't think Yang Muhong is worthy of Yizhen's rescue, and it's because I know his behavior well."

Tan Ting looked at his wife, remembering that she cared more about her sworn brother, and whispered again.

"Even if this person is currently running for your brother, he may not really have his sincerity."

These words made Xiang Yi think silently for a while.

No matter what, Chen Fuyou failed to catch Yang Muhong today.

Xiang Yi also lost her father. She could understand Tan Ting's mood, and the Yang Muhong matter didn't seem simple. It was not too late to discuss it first.

Xiang Yi said nothing more about this matter, but followed Tan Ting's words, glanced at him gently, and nodded slightly.

She finally had a positive attitude, and Tan Ting finally felt a hint of warmth in the cold room.

I just thought that she had been avoiding him all day, without any sign of relief, and she even did what her aunt asked her to do.

He knew that she was unwilling in her heart, but she didn't resist at all.

Who did she think he was...

Tan Ting pursed his lips and looked at his wife.

Xiang Yi tilted his head slightly under his gloomy eyes.

He was helpless, inexplicably afraid that she would pull off his belt in this situation next time.

He could only say, "Let's not be in a hurry to have a child. Let's wait until you leave Qinghan with me, okay?"

Xiang Yi didn't respond to these words, but a wave of emotions arose in his heart.

Did he just want to take her with him...

She didn't object, and Tan Ting became more and more relieved.

The aroma of joy became stronger. In the choking aroma, Tan Ting got off the bed cover and extinguished the incense, then opened the window to let out all the inappropriate aroma.

The night breeze outside the window washed away the dirty smell in the room.

Xiang Yi looked at the man by the window and saw that he closed the window.

Then he called for water again.

Xiang Yi's eyes widened slightly, and he took another look at the man's upright back.

The servants had been ready for a long time, and after a lot of pretending to be busy, the room finally became quiet.

Xiang Yi saw the man return to his tent.

The two of them sat in silence opposite each other, Xiang Yi subconsciously felt uncomfortable, and Tan Ting sighed softly.

But this time it was finally made clear.

Thinking that Yang Zhen had caught a cold today, Tan Ting called his wife softly.

"Go to sleep, okay?"

The unfamiliar aroma subsided, and the room returned to its usual quietness, which seemed to contain a little peace.

Xiang Yi nodded slightly.

Uncle Tan, who had been watching his wife carefully, finally felt at ease.

...

The next day Yang Zhen was already well. When Xiang Yi went to Qiuzhaoyuan, he saw that she was lively again and not sick at all.

Mrs. Zhao knew that the main room was asking for water last night, so today she didn't keep Xiang Yi busy at all. Instead, she took the initiative to do a few errands and cook, so that Xiang Yi could have a good rest.

Xiang Yi couldn't help but think of what Tan Ting said last night about not being in a hurry to have heirs.

She lowered her eyes in silence...

Thanks to Zhao's help, Xiang Yi had a lot of leisure. She looked for Xiao Guan and inquired about it. She heard that Chen Fu's men did not come to the city to search yesterday, and she was relieved.

But thinking about what Tan Ting told her about Yang Muhong yesterday, she felt the need to remind her elder brother.

She asked Xiao Guan for help.

"Guard Xiao, can you go to the study for me and talk to the uncle?"

Xiao Guan smiled bitterly.

If this was someone else's wife, she would definitely have told her husband directly about such matters.

But their wife would not come to the uncle's study in the outer courtyard easily.

How could Xiao Guan not see how polite and distant his wife was towards the uncle, so he had no choice but to accept the job.

But when he arrived at the study, he saw that the uncle didn't look good, but he had to say what the lady asked him to say, so he could only step forward with a grimace and say it.

After saying that, I saw that the uncle's expression became even worse. I glanced at him, as if I didn't hear him, and continued what I was doing with a frown.

Xiao Guan was left hanging for a full quarter of an hour before he saw that the uncle didn't even raise his head and said "hmm" impatiently.

When Xiao Guan finally breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave, he heard the uncle say something again.

"Concerned about Madam's safety."

"Yes."

Xiao Guan agreed quickly and accompanied Xiang Yi to the remote courtyard where Gu Yansheng was hiding.

The small courtyard was as usual, but Qiu Ying invited Xiang Yi to enter the room, only to find that there was an extra person in the room.

This man is nearly fifty years old, with gray hair, and is covered with the vicissitudes of life and the dust of life. His face is yellow, and he seems to be injured.

When Xiang Yi saw this person, he knew who he was. When the person saw Xiang Yi, he quickly saluted her.

Logically speaking, he does not need to perform the same rituals.

However, Xiang Yi also knew that the person he was saluting was actually not him, but the Tan family of Qingkan.

Gu Yansheng was slightly surprised to see Yang Muhong's attitude.

Ever since he brought Yang Muhong to Qingkan County yesterday, this old colleague has been in a daze.

Seeing Xiang Yi like this this time, Gu Yansheng couldn't help but smile and ask.

"I heard that Yang Tongzhi worked with the Tan family's ancestor in Fengshui. Did he have any friendship with the Tan family?"

Yang Tongzhi laughed bitterly when he saw him asking.

"To be fair to the Taoist priest, we can't call him a friend."

He said bluntly, "It's just a bad relationship with the old man..."

Gu Yansheng raised his eyebrows, but Xiang Yi looked at Yang Tongzhi without hesitation.

Yang Muhong thought about the past, with deep regret on his wrinkled face. He took a step forward and arrived in front of Xiang Yi.

"Now that I have come to Qinghan this time, I have no intention of covering up my past mistakes. I have a letter, and I would like to ask Madam to deliver it to Mr. Tan."

He said with a solemn expression.

"The Tan family can not forgive me, but they can't be careful about themselves!"

When the words fell, Xiang Yi was surprised.

...

Tan's study room.

As soon as Xiang Yi left, Tan Ting couldn't help but look at the sun outside.

He always felt that a long time had passed, but the sun in the sky seemed to have been enchanted by a demon, and it did not move at all for a long time.

The man called Masaki, "Go get that pocket watch with a foreign painting on it."

That object was said to be much more accurate than looking at the sun...

But having said that, he said forget it.

It's okay not to look at the Chinese-foreign ladyboy on the outside and the devilish spirit inside.

He said, "

It's too stuffy in the room, let's go out for a walk." Zhengji didn't know what the uncle was doing, so he could only follow him around, and walked outside the study to the door in a few steps.

Coincidentally, just as they had settled down, Madam and Xiao Guan came back.

Zhengji looked up at his uncle again, and saw that his expression had softened, like the warming breeze of spring.

Tan Ting took a closer look at his wife and saw that she did not look reluctant to leave that place. Instead, she looked like she was in a hurry to go home. Her eyes were soft again.

I didn't want her to speak up.

"Can I go to the study with you to talk?"

Talk in the study?

As soon as these words came out, Tan Ting was stunned for a moment.

...

In the study room of the outer courtyard, Zhengji served tea and retired, and Xiang Yi put a letter on Tan Ting's desk.

"This is Yang Tongzhi's letter to the uncle."

Tan Ting frowned when he heard it.

The Tan family had done their best by not taking revenge on Yang Muhong. How dare this person come to Qinghan again and deliver a letter to him?

Tan Ting became impatient when he saw it.

He didn't open the letter for a while, but just stared at it for a few seconds with a frown.

Seeing this, Xiang Yi knew that he had a grudge, but what Yang Muhong said was really unexpected.

She couldn't help but said again.

"Then Yang Tongzhi feels regretful. He has written this letter a long time ago. There is indeed something he needs to explain to the uncle. No matter how he has been in the past, the uncle should read the letter first before speaking, okay?"

Her attitude was the same as in the past. Again, when Tan Ting saw his wife like this, he had no choice but to give her this face.

Although he felt that Yang Muhong was a villain and couldn't say anything good, he still opened the letter.

Just scanning it from beginning to end, Tan Ting sneered.

Xiang Yi was surprised when he saw him sneer.

Tan Ting pushed the letter directly to her, "Madam, look at what this person said."

The letter was not long, and Xiang Yi read it within a few seconds.

Apart from Yang Muhong's regret to the Tan family in his letter, he only said one thing.

That was the death of Tan Ting's father, Tan Chaokuan, which he believed was not an accident.

Although he was aggrieved at that time, he did not want to stir up disputes among the common people at that critical moment of the plague. He hoped more than anyone else that the common people could receive treatment as soon as possible.

But someone told him that there was something wrong with the prescription from Beijing, and some of the first people who took the prescription actually fell ill and died.

Seeing that the prescription was about to be popularized by Tan Chaokuan, he felt that it was a murderous conspiracy. The local people believed that he came from a poor family, but he could not watch them being poisoned, so he spread the news that the new prescription was poisonous overnight.

He had no intention of bluntly saying that this poisonous prescription was the result of the persecution of the common people by the common people, but he could not control the news when word spread, and thousands of common people immediately started to make a fuss.

They are all helpless and poor people. How can they fight against the wealthy and wealthy families in this world? But who wants to lose their lives?

At that time, the hatred among the people was overwhelming, and it was beyond Yang Muhong's control.

But he was a little red-eyed at the time and believed those words. It was not until Tan Chaokuan sent troops to suppress it and personally led people to take the new prescription, which proved to be non-toxic, that he realized that something was wrong.

But the plague became more and more severe because of this incident, and he couldn't control much for a while. But when the plague was suppressed and he wanted to find Tan Chaokuan to explain the matter, Tan Chaokuan was also infected with the plague, and he couldn't afford it, and soon passed away. Human world.

Only then did Yang Muhong realize that although he was from a noble family and was even the head of a clan, he was not a villain who persecuted the common people as many people imagined. Instead, he was a clear and good official.

This realization made Yang Muhong regret it for a while, but the Tan family refused to listen to what he said. After he came to Qingkan, he was beaten out by the Tan family.

Yang Muhong felt deeply guilty and simply resigned and returned home.

Just when he was about to live his life with regret, the Jiangxi fraud case needed help, and Gu Yansheng's people found him.

Naturally, he wanted to help, but in the midst of this, he suddenly discovered something.

Among the people who came to chase him, there happened to be the person who was by his side and secretly told him that the prescription was poisonous.

And this person, after careful identification, turned out to be from the Chen family in Fengling...

Xiang Yi read the letter and found nothing wrong.

Yang Tongzhi had indeed spread false statements. No one denied this, but now he found out that someone was obstructing this matter, and this person was from the Chen family in Fengling.

In other words, the person who wanted to harm the Tan family at that time was actually Fengling Chen or other more secretive people.

But she looked at the Tan family uncle who was sneering, and for a moment she didn't understand why he was sneering.

Until Tan Ting took the letter and called her.

"Does Yizhen think what is said in this letter is true?"

Xiang Yi didn't speak in a hurry and looked at him.

Tan Ting's fingertips clicked on the four words "Fengling Chen Family" and he couldn't help but sneered and shook his head.

"It's such a coincidence that when Yang Muhong was besieged by the Fengling Chen family's people in Qingkan, he told me that what he did back then was actually the Fengling Chen family's people who deliberately lured him into doing it. Is it really such a coincidence? ?"

He paused, his expression even more mocking.

"Or does he just want to use this excuse to let me help them escape from the Chen family? The Chen family in Fengling is not very good, but what is Yang Muhong doing?!"

He said with a sneer. After saying these words, the room suddenly became silent.

Xiang Yi took a breath and looked at the letter.

After a while, she asked.

"Uncle, do you think what Yang Muhong said in the letter is not true?"

Tan Ting looked over helplessly.

"Yizhen, isn't it obvious? That Yang Muhong is still the villain he used to be. He hasn't changed at all!"

It's a pity that his father was killed by such a villain...

The study room became increasingly quiet. , the birds chirping from time to time in the courtyard disappeared.

But at this time, Xiang Yi asked him two questions in a very low voice.

"Have you ever thought that what Yang Muhong said is actually true?"

She paused slightly.

"And officials from poor families are not all villains with bad morals?"

Two words fell lightly.

For about a few breaths, the study was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Tan Ting wanted to say something in her question, but didn't say anything for a while.

But Xiang Yi vaguely understood his answer in his moment of hesitation.

She lowered her head, understanding his position.

It is not easy for him to be neutral.

If her eldest brother and Yang Tongzhi were captured by Chen Fuyou and were in trouble later, she would only risk herself and make a clear separation from him, so as not to embarrass him.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yi felt that there was nothing wrong with this.

It's just that there is a difference between common people...

At this time, some members of the clan happened to ask the eldest son for instructions on something, and Zhengji came to report in a low voice.

Xiang Yi bowed to him.

"I'm going back to the main courtyard first."

"Yizhen..."

Tan Ting was startled and stepped forward to keep her.

He just stretched out his hand and only touched the cool breath where she was standing.

She had turned and left.