Chapter 135

"Cousin, if your sister can help you, that's it. It depends on your own efforts in the future." Zhao Zhen patted ran Tengxiao on the shoulder and said in earnest.

"Little girl, you think too much." Ran Tengxiao tapped his knee with his fingers, and the jade wrench on his thumb radiated a warm light in the night.

"Really?" Zhao Zhen hooked his lips, "just think I think more."

The Mou light flows, Zhao Zhen bit his lip and asked tentatively, "cousin, have you seen Xi Yu recently?"

The boy came and went without a trace. It was like the world had evaporated. He couldn't find a trace three feet into the ground.

Ran Tengxiao hum smiled and looked at Zhao Zhen.

The flash of neon lights outside the window clearly reflects the worry and entanglement on the girl's beautiful face.

"What does he do?"

"He lost his bet with you. Shouldn't he stay with you to work? This dishonest guy, I'll teach him a hard lesson next time I see him." Zhao Zhen said fiercely.

"Are you willing?"

Ran Tengxiao's four words made Zhao Zhen's face red all of a sudden. Her domineering tone was mixed with a trace of Jiao Chen she couldn't even notice: "cousin, what are you talking about?"

Where did ran Tengxiao see Zhao Zhen, who was used to being arrogant and domineering, show such a little daughter's side, and he couldn't help being cold.

"That boy is not suitable for you. Die early."

Zhao Zhen was stunned. His face turned white and muttered, "why?"

"Did you admit it?"

Zhao Zhen pursed her lips silently.

"How many times have you seen him? How much do you know about him?" Ran Tengxiao asked faintly, and the dark carriage suddenly became a little breathless.

Zhao Zhen Bei's teeth bit his lower lip: "I don't care. I just like him."

Ran Tengxiao sneered: "it seems that my aunt is really used to you. I'm done here. You can weigh it yourself."

Thinking of something, Zhao Zhen said, "cousin, I think Zhu Mingjing should know Xi Yu."

Ran Tengxiao narrowed his eyes and subconsciously rubbed the jade wrench on his thumb, "how do you say?"

Zhao Zhen thought, "I smell the taste of the Western feather in the mirror, but I am not sure. Because it is not the smell of perfume. I wish the mirror should not spray perfume. It is like body odor and taste."

Zhao Zhen closed his eyes, "it's like the cold plum blossom melted with ice and snow, mixed with a hint of sandalwood..."

She remembered this smell vividly. She had searched all the perfume brands in the past and now all the perfume sold or collected.

Ran Tengxiao was not surprised. Zhao Zhen's sense of smell has been particularly sensitive since she was a child. She can smell many smells that ordinary people can't smell.

"Sandalwood?"

Zhao Zhen nodded: "In fact, I'm not sure. It's not that kind of inferior sandalwood. I tried many kinds of sandalwood to determine that it should be Jialan sandalwood. This kind of sandalwood is very rare and grows on cliffs. Because it emits a strange fragrance, it is often accompanied by poisonous plants, and it is also highly toxic. Many people are poisoned when picking. Only a Jialan wood can extract nails Sandalwood in the size of a cover is too rare, and there is no circulation on the market at all. Kalan wood is a precious psychic wood in Buddhist classics. "

I wish Mingjing grew up in Buddhism. All this makes sense.

This is also a point that she is quite afraid of Zhu Mingjing. She searched a lot of materials to find these. Although she has not smelled the taste of Jialan wood, it is clearly recorded in ancient books that Jialan wood has a strange fragrance and has been stained for a long time.

In other words, as long as ordinary people are stained with this fragrance, they will not disperse for a long time.

What's more magical is that if a person bathes in this fragrance for a long time, he will see something that ordinary people can't see, that is, the psychic wood.

Zhu Mingjing's taste is very light. It's not that people with a very sensitive sense of smell can't smell it at all. It should be that she has used this fragrance.

She also smelled the fragrance on Xiyu, although it was lighter than Zhu Mingjing.

Jialan sandalwood is so rare that can it appear on two people at the same time?

Similarly, Mingchen and mingti, who often contact with Mingjing, also smell them, but they are much lighter than Zhu Mingjing.

Ran Tengxiao hooked his lips: "Miss Zhu, there are more and more mysteries."

Zhao Zhen thought of a possibility and suddenly his hair stood up.

No, the person Xiyu likes is not Zhu Mingjing, is it?

Zhao Zhen said with gnashing teeth: "cousin, I only recognize one cousin in my life, that is Zhu Mingjing. My sister will fully support you. Come on."

Ran Tengxiao gave her a white look: "roll."

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The car drove into Ran's house.

It was too late. Zhao Zhen was not going to go back. She also had a house in Ran's house. She came back to live occasionally to show her identity as the eldest miss of Ran's family.

"Xiao Ye, you are back." Ye Jianying came out.

Seeing Zhao Zhen's surprise, he said, "Miss, you're here too."

Upstairs came the sound of falling things. Zhao Zhen "tut" said, "what's crazy in the middle of the night?"

Ye Jian is a little ashamed. The second young master's character has changed greatly since the last incident. He throws things every day to vent his anger. He basically smashes everything in his bedroom.

Zhao Zhen "Deng Deng Deng" ran to the second floor, ready to make a good fall.

Ran Tengxiao walked into the study. "Has Xi Yu heard anything?"

"No, the boy disappears without a trace every time. Our people can't keep up."

Ye Jian thought of something and said, "a few days ago, the whole police force was mobilized. My subordinates felt something was wrong. They sent someone to investigate. It turned out that the young master of the Qu family in the capital came to Jiangzhou. There was a car accident and the people were missing. It made Jiangzhou people panic, but fortunately, the people have been found."

Ran Tengxiao smiled: "it's him."

Ye Jian said dumbly, "have you seen Lord Xiao?"

"Dinner tonight, a little hairy child." He sneered.

Ye Jian stares round. Master Xiao has a table with the young master of the Qu family? It doesn't cause a big wave when it comes out.

Ran Tengxiao narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked, "was it him who tied the wrong child?"

"It seems that master Xiao already knows."

Ye Jian turned to look at the door, "hall leader Lin."

Lin Feng walked in with a heavy face.

Ye Jian quietly retreated out, closed the door and faithfully guarded at the door of the study.

"Among the major families in Kyoto, he is the only child of his age." Ran Tengxiao said faintly.

"After Jichang defected, master Wen went to Kyoto and wanted to catch Jichang's son and threaten him. Unexpectedly, the intelligence was wrong and mistakenly arrested the young master of the Qu family. Qu Lanting paid special attention to his brother and set a snare for master Wen. Master Wen could not escape. He was betrayed by Yu Jiang and finally died. But what was the situation at that time? Master Wen was dead and Yu Jiang had been missing for many years The little master Qu who experienced the scene knew it. " Lin Feng said in a deep voice.

"The whereabouts of Yujiang may find a breakthrough in this young master Qu. Unfortunately, Qu Lanting protects his brother very well and is extremely vigilant against us. He has been committed to cracking down on the ran family a few years ago. Now it's hard to catch his breath. If he is watched by Qu Lanting again, he may lose more than he gains." Lin Feng said anxiously.

Ran Tengxiao stood in front of the French window. A slender figure appeared on the glass in front of him. The man's eyes were like a deep abyss.

"Ran Bowen, Yu Jiang, Qu Feitai, Zhu Mingjing, Xi Yu..." There seems to be a thread pulling, but who owns it is not known yet.

"Yunmo came to Jiangzhou to personally protect young master qu. it's not easy for the ran family to go now. For the time being, we still have to protect ourselves. Qu Lanting is crazy and unscrupulous. His bottom line is his brother."

Lin Feng looked at ran Tengxiao's back and said slowly.

"Check Zhu Mingjing."

Lin Feng was stunned and looked puzzled at ran Tengxiao's back. Does this Miss Zhu have anything to do with what happened 12 years ago?

If the selfishness of Lord Xiao

"You forgot about the Narcissus basin. I never believe in any coincidence. There is a possibility..."

Ran Tengxiao narrowed his eyes, "uncle's daughter, if she is still alive now, she is sixteen years old."

Lin Feng stared in shock, "this... This is impossible?"

"I wish my family's genes can't give birth to such an excellent child." Ran Tengxiao said sarcastically.

Lin Feng agrees with this. The ran family, apart from others, has good genes. They are all handsome men and beautiful women.

It's just that this guess is too ridiculous. He can't react for a moment, and his brain will go down.

"Miss Zhu, everyone knows that she is the real daughter just found by the Zhu family. The Zhu family won't even make a mistake?"

Ran Tengxiao glanced at him lightly, "with Zhu Mingjing's intelligence, I don't believe she can't even do such a simple thing."

Lin Feng was shocked and said, "then why did she do this?"

He can't keep up with Xiao Ye's brain circuit.

"So I let you check. Don't let go of anyone around her."

Lin Feng frowned, turned and hurried away.

The night was as cool as water, and the garden outside the window was quiet.

Ran Tengxiao turned around.

Behind the golden nanmu desk, there is a huge Bogu shelf filled with all kinds of antiques.

He walked up to the Bogu shelf and placed an emerald cabbage on the grid flush with his line of sight. It was clear and rich in green and valuable.

Ran Tengxiao held the emerald cabbage in his hands, turned left three times, and then turned right three times. After listening to a mechanical sound, a magical scene happened.

The Bogu frame was divided into two parts from the middle and slowly retreated to both sides, revealing an iron door.

There is a password input device near the iron door.

There are only three input opportunities, which have been used twice. If the remaining one is input incorrectly, the whole ran family mansion will be razed to the ground in an instant.

My father tried to find someone to dig a hole in the ground, but the cracks in the underground walls were filled with mercury. It was even more impossible to imitate the design of Qin Shihuang's mausoleum.

The craftsman who designed the secret room at that time had already been killed by ran Bowen.

It can be seen here that ran Bowen is cautious and vicious.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, what's the secret in your secret room?"

——

——Brother Qu, the second sister has gone to bed. Don't worry.

After sending wechat, Mingchen is about to switch to microblog and is ready to go to Chaohua to cheer brother Qu. Suddenly, his mobile phone is taken away. Mingchen gets up from bed: "mingti, give me back your mobile phone."

Mingti said with a cold face, "sleep."

Mingchen's aggrieved mouth, "you... Hum, I ignore you. I'm going to find my second sister to sleep."

Holding the pillow, he was about to get out of bed. He quickly walked to the door. There was mingti's cold voice behind him: "Xiao Wu has slept in a room by himself. Are you worse than Xiao Wu?"

Mingchen paused and hummed, "I'm looking for Xiaowu to sleep."

Then he opened the door and ran away.

Mingti sighed, not reassuring day by day.

After taking a bath, Mingjing came out and sat in front of the dressing table wrapped in a soft nightgown.

A figure was reflected in the mirror.

Mingjing raised his hand and touched his scalp, which pricked his hand a little.

New hair has grown out.

When the hair just grew out, it was really ugly.

But the person in the mirror has a small face, exquisite facial features, high bridge of nose, white skin, dark pupils, deep and dark, and there is a kind of beauty that cannot be distinguished between male and female.

Even if you are bald, you can't hide your peerless beauty and dusty temperament.

Spiegel fingers brushed the bottles and cans on the table, picked up a bottle of toner, poured it into the palm of his hand and patted it on his face.

Silently, a dark shadow turned in from the window.

"My darling, I haven't seen you for a few days. I want to die." The visitor walked behind the mirror and touched the mirror's face with his fingers. His speech was frivolous and his behavior was Meng Lang.

In the mirror, the visitor was dressed in black, wrapped in a slim and slim body, protruding forward and warping backward, plump to the extreme.

Long hair tied a horsetail at the back of the head, revealing exquisite and gorgeous facial features. When you turn your eyes and pick your eyebrows, you will have all kinds of amorous feelings, enchanting and charming.

The mirror brushed her hand away, went to the desk, picked up an English book, sat down and looked down.

"Hey, don't you care about me at all?" Zheng Qing walked around Mingjing, took away the English book in her hand, looked at the cover and frowned subconsciously.

"Count of Monte Cristo? What are you looking at? I can't understand the Chinese version. You still read the English version."

The mirror looked up at her.

Dark and quiet eyes are like two bottomless pools.

Zheng Qing shivered and stuffed the book into her hand: "I have something to tell you, seriously."

When the mirror opened the page I saw before, I dropped my eyes and gave a faint "um".

"Qu Feitai... He is the young master of the Qu family. Do you know the Qu family in Kyoto?" Zheng Qing observed the mirror's face.

The girl's thick and slender eyelashes fall below her eyelids, and her eyebrows are calm and gentle.

"Yes."

Zheng Qing said in a sharp voice, "do you know?"

Zheng Qing realized that he had overreacted. He coughed and said strangely, "when did you know?"

"Just now."

Zheng Qing choked and muttered, "can you give me some reaction? I don't have a sense of achievement."

She has been used to it for a long time.

"Young master Qu, whose name is Qu Lanzhou, is the posthumous son of Qu Liuyuan. His mother died to give birth to him and was brought up by his half brother Qu Lanting. Qu Lanting raised his brother as a son. Qu Lanzhou ran away from home when he was six and was kidnapped. The Qu family kept a deep secret about this, but there was no information I couldn't dig out about what I did."

Zheng Qing raised her eyebrows triumphantly.

"Do you know who kidnapped Qu Lanzhou?"

The mirror said faintly, "ran Bowen."

"Shit... Did your mother even tell you this?"

Zheng Qing frowned, "I can only find that ah Yu was seriously injured when he left. He took a year to recuperate before he gradually got better, but he also fell the root of the disease. Otherwise, it is impossible not to be aware of the ambush of the Nighthawk..."

"What happened at the beginning? Ran Bowen and ah Yu died. Qu Lanzhou is the only living insider. I think we should catch the boy and pry open his mouth, or we will never know what happened at that time, and the clue of the other half of the green dragon seal may be on him." Zheng Qing burst out a cold light from the bottom of his eyes and said with Yin pity.

Thinking of something, she looked at the mirror and hooked her lips: "that boy is chasing you now. He is tall and handsome. He is still super top class. Won't you be moved?"

The bright mirror dropped its eyes and said faintly, "No."

Qu Feitai is Qu Lanzhou, the little boy kidnapped by ran Bowen.

Twelve years ago, twelve years ago

Mingjing suddenly felt a faint pain in her heart and could hardly breathe. Her fingers suddenly grabbed the armrest of the chair, and the book in her hand fell to the floor with a dull "bang".

Zheng Qing was startled. He saw that the finger bones of the mirror holding the armrest of the chair were deep and the veins on the back of his hand were protruding, which made him more and more skinny and shocking.

On the mirror's never startled face, Xiumei frowned, pale and painful.

"What's the matter with you?" Zheng Qingji walked up to her, squatted down and looked at her anxiously.

The mirror looked at the English book that fell to the ground. The pages were scattered, and a line of English was clearly seen in the light.

Allhumanwisdomsarecontainedinthesetwowords:waitandhope.

All human wisdom is contained in these four words: wait and hope.

——

"Don't scare me." Zheng Qing hurriedly took out his mobile phone and prepared to call 120.

A pale and emaciated hand grabbed her hand ready to dial.

Zheng Qing looked up and suddenly ran into a pair of dark eyes.

Black as thick ink, more pure and deeper. It seems to hide many stories that can't be told to people.

That must be a sad story.

"No." The mirror spit out two words and let go.

His face was still pale, but the color of pain had diminished a lot.

The mirror stooped down and picked up the scattered pages little by little. The action was very slow, but very serious.

Zheng Qing stared at her back strangely. "Mingjing, what else are you hiding from me? Am I still not the person you trust most?"

"One day, you will know, not now."

Zheng Qing was stuffy and hurried around. "What do you say now? The clue is broken here. We can't find the green dragon seal. How can we compete with the nighthawk and avenge ah Yu?"

"No hurry, wait slowly."

——

Zheng Qing left and the bedroom was quiet again.

The mirror turned off the light and lay in bed, staring at the darkness of nothingness.

The palm falls on the heart.

In the dark, the slow and powerful heartbeat hit her palm bit by bit and passed to the brain with the nerve endings.

"Sorry..."

The pistol fell at her feet and she saw a pair of frightened eyes.

Such beautiful eyes should not be stained with dust.

A sigh floated in the night.

It's you.

——

"Boy, you looked at my face and couldn't keep you." The man had eagle and Falcon eyes and approached him step by step with a pistol.

The little boy retreated in fear. Behind him was the wall.

He shook his head and shouted, "brother, help me."

The man seemed stunned. Then he smiled sadly: "it's useless. Da Luo Jinxian can't save you. If you want to blame, you're the young master of the Qu family."

The man raised his pistol and aimed it at his forehead.

The suffocating feeling so close to death is so clear even in sleep.

The boy frowned tightly and shook his head uneasily.

"Don't..."

The crisp sound of fingers pulling the trigger seemed to be broken down, falling into the ear so clearly in the dark.

At the critical moment, a dark figure suddenly jumped out, kicked the gun in the man's hand, and the gun fell at his feet.

He stared at the pistol on the ground, bent down and slowly picked it up.

He saw with his own eyes that the man died in her hand, and the woman came towards him step by step with a bloody dagger in her hand.

"Don't be afraid..."

With the bang of a gun, the gentle smile on the woman's face was always fixed, and she looked down at her chest.

A blood hole was bubbling out.

The "pa" pistol fell to the ground. The woman looked up and saw a pair of beautiful eyes filled with fear.

"Don't cry." She said.

Dragging blood all over the ground to him, there is a winding blood road behind him.

It was an unforgettable scene in his life, deeply rooted in his bones and blood.

"Don't be afraid, everything will be all right."

The boy suddenly woke up from the nightmare, sweating and gasping in the dark.