Chapter 326

The next morning. The breeze is warm, the air is cool, with faint orchid fragrance, refreshing.

Ran Yan has just collapsed, and before dressing, someone comes to ask Xiao Song to go to the ancestral hall.

Xiao Song is still sleeping. Since the death of his wife, he has hardly closed his eyes. He sleeps for at least one or two hours a day. In addition, he has to help the coffin to go back to his hometown. He has to work hard all the way to sleep steadily. Ran Yan can't bear to call him. However, if a person stands at a certain height, he must have the same ability. Otherwise, he will collapse sooner or later. Xiao Song will undoubtedly be able to resist the pressure 。

"Husband." Ran Yan pushed him gently.

"Well?" Xiao Song turned over and sat up after waking up a little. He has been sleeping soundly these days, and he has already woken up when his maid came to deliver a message.

Ran Yan took down the plain clothes on the screen and helped him put them on. "I think I want to deal with spring."

On such a morning, ran Yan's actions made Xiao Song feel soft and relaxed.

Strong too long, tired.

Once upon a time, when he was alone, he would not feel hard at all. Everything was contrasted. Only when there was softness, there was hardness, and when there was joy, there was pain. Compared with the past, he is obviously aware that he is deep in his heart, surrounded by layers of untouchable weakness, but by comparison, he prefers the present.

Xiao Song put his head on ran Yan's abdomen and enjoyed his wife's intimate service.

"Xiao Yuezhi, I found that you have the potential to die of drunken gentleness." Ran Yan put on his robe sleeves while teasing him.

"If a bully has a red face to send off, what's wrong with it?" Xiao Song murmured with a little sleepiness.

Ran Yan looked at him with disdain, "bold and upright, upright and vigorous, what do you have?"

"Nothing, but I'm sure I love my women more than overlord." Xiao Song put out his arm around ran Yan's slender waist and rubbed it on her chest. Before ranyan became angry, he resolutely jumped away and said, "I'll go first!"

Ran Yan watched him angrily, rushed to the corridor and put on his shoes. Before leaving, he turned back and winked at her. Then he straightened his skirt and walked out of the yard as usual.

Ran Yan couldn't help but smile and said to himself, "it's really possible to install."

Ran Yan dislikes hypocrisy the least, but now he always feels that his standard of measuring Xiao Song is different from that of others. Perhaps because of the word "trust", he is willing to take off his disguise in front of her, so he thinks that his disguise is not hard to accept.

"Lady, the husband has not cleaned his face yet." Night green carrying water in, frowned and whispered, "if you are known by others, you should say that Lang Jun doesn't respect your ancestors first."

Ran Yan smiles. Xiao Song must have solved it by himself. No matter how he is, he is a person who values filial piety. What's more, he won't leave a handle to talk to others.

"Leave him alone and help me comb my hair." Ran Yan hands the comb to the evening green.

After grooming, ran Yan asked the ancestral hall to inquire about the situation. Ran Yan was not surprised by the news, but also let her sigh. Spring is still better than death.

Ran Yan felt very strange in her heart and ordered people to talk about Chunlai's reactions carefully. As a result, she really found a clue - her attitude was more firm than yesterday!

Last spring, when Xiao Song said that she had handed her family over to the government, ran Yan still remembered the shock and fear on her face. Why did she not disclose any news after one night?

Ran Yan thinks that he is a decisive person. If he is in such a situation in spring, it will be hard for him to make up his mind in just one night.

"Who else is there in Chunlai's family?" Ran Yan asked the maid.

The maid bowed her head and replied, "there is her father, her stepmother, two half brothers."

Ran Yan jaw head, let the evening green reward the maid some money.

If Ran's identity is not as good as her father's, why would she like to have a better life?

But Chunlai is honest and honest, and the ancients thought that the body and the skin are the parents who are affected by it. Even if there is no nurturing feeling, there is still the grace of life. There must be something that affects Chunlai's decision.

At noon, Xiao songcai came back from the ancestral hall.

When he finished his lunch, ran Yan asked, "what was the result?"

"I still refuse to say that I am still in the ancestral hall for the time being." Xiao Song stopped, rinsed his mouth, took the hand of evening green, wiped the water stains on his lips, and then said, "however, the man who had a private meeting with Chunlai last night is really shierong."

Ran Yan did not answer, waiting for him to continue.

"Shiyilang went out yesterday, but he didn't bring any servants. I ordered people to go to the restaurant where he usually used to go and found the changed clothes. He told the shopkeeper to throw them away. But when the waiter saw that the clothes were good, he hid them privately. They were stained with rosin, and their shoes were stained with red mud from the back mountain." Xiao Song leans on the back of the back and sighs comfortably, "I don't have anything to do next."

"You don't want to touch the fish in the water?" Ran Yan took a sip of tea and looked at him.Xiao Song light smile way, "the water is too muddy, can't see the fish clearly, I don't want to go down first wet feet."

Sometimes when the case is too complicated, he will choose to stir the water more muddy and catch the "fish" in disorder. However, Xiao song always knows how to grasp the right time.

Ran Yan understood after a brief thought that the body of the group leader Xiao Xuan was obviously getting worse and worse. After these days of hard work, everyone also saw that his physical condition could no longer bear the weight of a family. At this time, it was not Xiao Song who should be worried, but the people who coveted the position of clan leader.

"Jiulang!" Liu Qingsong came in with a gust of wind.

Ran Yan is a little surprised. Liu Qingsong has been guarding the tomb of Madame Tai and Ling Xiang for a long time. He has not seen anyone for a long time. Today, he suddenly becomes "lively". What's the reason?

"Jiulang, there is news from Chang'an. Your majesty may be bereaved." Liu Qingsong's voice was low again.

"Who?" Xiao Song asked in a low voice

Liu Qingsong does not answer, just take an eye to look at Xiao Song, that meaning clearly said is: you.

"How sure are you of your news?" Xiao Song can't help but secretly blame himself for neglecting the news from Chang'an recently. He is a little tired of dealing with it recently. Otherwise, Liu Qingsong can't hear the news that he can hear.

Ran Yan then saw Liu Qingsong's description. His face was full of green beard and his gray filial piety clothes. I didn't know that he hadn't washed it for a few days, and his knees were covered with ash.

Man is such a complex creature. Xiao Song is clearly a strong man, almost an iron wall. When he meets the blow of life and death, he is inevitably depressed and negligent. However, Liu Qingsong is so weak that he needs to use various stories to deceive and paralyze himself. But at this moment, he is very sober.

Ran Yan took a deep look at Xiao Song. In his heart, he felt that his sadness should be vented.

As soon as she thought about it, a boy came to invite Xiao Song. The angel came to Chang'an. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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