The two of them walked one behind the other, moving silently through the underworld, as if there was no one around.

In the west courtyard.

Snowflakes have fallen all over the small courtyard, and the branches and flowers are all covered in white.

Mrs. Wang was standing in the corridor, holding freshly brewed tea in her hand, looking at the snowflakes under the eaves in a daze.

In the study, Luo Yannian was checking the account book.

There was silence in the room, except for the sound of the abacus and the turning of pages.

After Luo Yannian finished checking the account book, he raised his head and looked at the figure outside the window. He was stunned, got up and left the room, and came to the corridor.

When Mrs. Wang heard the footsteps, she turned around and said with a smile: "Master, I just made tea for you. I saw that you were busy, so I didn't go in."

Luo Yannian took the tea cup from her hand, looked at her and said, "Remember Yu'er again?"

The smile on Mrs. Wang's face gradually faded away. She looked at the snowflakes under the eaves and sighed: "At this time last year, Yu'er was still preparing for the exam. Even when it snowed, he was still full of enthusiasm.

Body sweating, practicing hard in the yard..."

Luo Yannian was silent for a moment, opened the lid of the cup, took a sip of tea, and said: "It's all over, don't think about it anymore. We still have a long life, and he will honor you well."

Wang said in a low voice: "Those are the bones and flesh that fell from my body. How could I not think about it? What's more..."

She turned her head, looked at him, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, the murderer of Yu'er has not been found yet. Even if Yu'er is underground, it's hard for her to close her eyes. As a mother, I feel uneasy."

Luo Yannian looked at the falling snowflakes in the small courtyard and said: "Don't worry, Changtian will definitely find the murderer. At that time, we will personally watch Changtian take action and cut the murderer into pieces as a sacrifice to Yu'er.

The spirit in heaven.”

The nails in Wang's sleeves were almost sunken into her flesh, and her eyes were red as she said, "Master, who else is there besides the Qin family? But the Qin family has the support of the eldest princess. Even if Changtian wants to check, he doesn't know when he can.

Find out..."

At this point, she suddenly gritted her teeth and her eyes were full of resentment: "I really want to kill all the men, women, and children of the Qin family immediately to avenge my poor Yu'er! No, I want to kill the Qin family.

Those bitches were all sold to brothels, ridden by thousands of people, and humiliated by thousands of people, to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Luo Yannian frowned, looked at her and said, "Is it the people you sent who are causing trouble in the Qin family's clothing workshop recently?"

Mrs. Wang gritted her teeth and said, "I will make it impossible for them to do any business in Kyoto! I will make their family ruined!"

Luo Yannian looked at the resentful look on her face and fell silent.

Mrs. Wang said bitterly: "And that little bastard, a lowly thing who crawled out of the mud, actually wants to be admitted to the Jinshi. He is dreaming! I want Chang Tian to torture him to death!"

Luo Yannian glanced at her and was about to speak when he suddenly turned his head and looked at the door of the courtyard.

A familiar figure wearing a Confucian robe slowly walked in from the door against the wind and snow.

Luo Yannian was stunned for a moment, the tea in his hand was rippling slightly.

Mrs. Wang seemed to have noticed something was wrong. She raised her head and looked at the door through the falling snowflakes. Her pupils suddenly shrank.

"I came today because I have a question to ask you."

Dressed in a Confucian robe, a gentle young scholar walked slowly out of the snow and stopped in the middle of the small courtyard, looking at them calmly.

"Did you kill my mother?"
Chapter completed!