The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

[There will be tomorrow. 】

Sun Mansion, West Cross Courtyard.

Xing Xiuyan sat on the dressing table with a mercury mirror on his side. First, he used a plain hairpin to wrap his head full of blue silk, and then scanned the bottles and cans on the table for a long while. After all, he did not touch the rouge gouache and only used tea Groom your sideburns with oil.

It was so simple to clean up, and she wanted to get up from the round stool.

"Auntie!"

The close maid waiting next to him saw this, but she was a little anxious, she blurted out and persuaded: "I didn't say it last night. Aunt Ruan is the only one. No one in our house can get past her, but today you always It's time to fight..."

What she said about her, Xing Xiuyan seemed unheard of, got up and went out on his own.

The maid was boring, pouting her lips and stomping her feet, but she could only chase them out angrily.

The two masters and servants left the room, went straight down the corridor and turned into the Dongtou Xiangling House.

Since Xing Xiuyan married Rusun's mansion, the two have lived in the Xikuayuan together. Chengrili is not far away from Meng and Meng, and today is no exception.

Only when Xing Xiuyan entered the room, he saw Xiangling was wearing a small coat, staring at a table of rouge gouache and head jewelry.

Xing Xiuyan has been married into the Sun family for more than half a year, and she has always seen her easy-going, generous, and dispensable. Now such a frowning and contemplative look is really rare, so she can't help but laugh out loud.

"Yeah!"

Xiang Ling jumped up in half astonishment and half ashamed, and folded her hands on the front of her dress, complaining without a word: "Sister's shock almost scared everyone to death!"

While complaining, I scanned Xing Xiuyan up and down. Seeing that she looked cleaner than usual from head to toe, she couldn’t help but reminded: “Sister, I’ve been running around for the past six months, so it’s easy to get back. In the capital, we...we should...always..."

Although she was deliberately reminded, she is neither the master who is used to dealing with people in Israel, but also knows that Xing Xiuyan is soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

Xing Xiuyan smiled slightly. He stepped forward and chose a few pieces of jewellery. While drawing on Xiangling’s head, he said: “The second master’s return to Beijing is a happy event, but now the concubine has a new funeral, and the eldest wife went to the palace again. Nakamori filial piety, if we dress up and show off, I'm afraid it won't be suitable."

Li is such a reason, but Xiang Ling always feels that the reason why Xing Xiuyan is reluctant to dress up is not because he is taboo.

…………

But they said that the two were tidy up, and led Qingwen and other maids to hurriedly rush to the second room main hall.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard that the West Wing Corridor was turning back into the sky, but it was Sun Chengyi who led his sister and cousin to chase and laugh under the corridor.

The two small ones are fine, the left and right are just holding wooden swords wrapped in fine velvet, running back and forth in the corridor.

Sun Chengyi, who was four and a half years old, was scurrying up and down like a leather monkey, climbing over the railings and climbing the mountain and drilling the flower garden.

Pomegranate was jumping anxiously on the side, suddenly seeing Xing Xiuyan coming in from outside, he was overjoyed, and he hurried three steps and made two steps to meet him.

"Auntie Xing is here! Look at your big brother, if you are arguing with your second master..."

Xing Xiuyan gave a shaoan but not irritable look, and walked a few steps diagonally and coughed heavily.

"cough!"

Sun Chengyi, who was Sahuan, suddenly stiffened, and when he turned around, his face was full of anxiety.

He expected Ai Ai to move forward a few steps, and bowed to the courtesy: "Hello, Aunt Xing."

Ruan Rong originally wanted to give her son to Xiangling for enlightenment, but how could Xiangling's soft temperament shake this monkey?

Later, Xing Xiuyan married into Sun's Mansion, and his knowledge was better than Xiangling. This task fell on her.

After more than half a year, he really put a curse on this leather monkey-even in front of Ruan Rong, he has not been so behaved.

He said that Xing Xiuyan nodded slightly, and then sank his face again: "Why didn't you send me your homework yesterday?"

"This……"

Sun Chengyi hesitated in his mouth, but his eyes fluttered around. After a short time, he settled in the east room of the main hall, and said, "Daddy only came back yesterday, I..."

"Your dad also likes children who do their homework seriously."

But Xing Xiuyan had peeped through his mind long ago, and immediately blocked his mouth first.

Reluctantly, the little guy had to say goodbye to his younger brother and sister, and went to the study with pomegranate dejectedly.

After dealing with this small episode, Xing Xiuyan and Xiang Ling entered the main room of the main hall.

"Sure enough, you are here."

As soon as I walked in, I heard Ruan Rong smile and say, "Except for sister Xing, no one in our family can hold that skin monkey!"

Xing Xiuyan smiled slightly, but Xiangling beside him couldn't keep his breath. He swept around and said suspiciously: "Where is the Lord? Did you go out so early?"

"Where!"

Ruan Rong spread his hands together: "Mostly I am tired on the road. I'm still lying on the bed right now."

Next to you, Sister You chuckled and covered her mouth with her veil: "It may not be tired on the road. Last night, Xiaojie won the newlyweds..."

"Go!"

Ruan Rong gave her a half-truth, and then winked at Furong who was standing by.

Furong immediately took the little maid and took out a few makeup boxes from Xijian and spread them out on the table.

"Come here and see, this is what the Lord brought back from Nanjiang - I asked him yesterday that he didn't have a serious assignment, just take it back by himself if anyone has a close eye."

Everyone gathered around and saw the gold and silver jewelry in the makeup box. To see the style, most of them were brought back from the country of Qianxiang.

Others were still pushing, and Sister You already had her eyes glazed, her mouth was polite, but her hands had already been twiddled one by one.

Seeing her like this, everyone else has nothing to do with her, looking through that pleasant style.

"what?"

At this moment, Second Sister You suddenly whispered, and then pulled out the quick veil from a makeup box, and spread it suspiciously in front of everyone.

I saw some faint blood stains on the plain veil.

"This……"

Everyone looked at each other for a long while, but in the end Ruan Rong sighed first, and said sourly: "Okay, it's okay if you haven't brought people back. I've been wandering away for more than half a year, so I can't point to my master without being stubborn, right?"

Saying that, but guarding the thing that seems to be falling red, everyone talked and laughed again, always showing three points of reluctance.

Among them, Ping'er was especially the case, her gaze fell on the veil from time to time, and every time it seemed to have been pricked by the tip of a needle, she panicked and staggered her gaze.

Wow~

After another quarter of an hour, I heard the bead curtain ringing, and Sun Shaozong came out from the inside disheveled. At the moment, all the Yingying Yanyan busy abandoning the gold and silver, and the stars greeted the moon.

Ruan Rong was one step behind others, but she grabbed the veil and threw it into Sun Shaozong's arms, jokingly: "This is my dear dear, don't let us lose it."

Sun Shaozong saw the veil, the body that had just landed on the official hat chair, but it sprinted upwards, but then softened back, lazily said: "You can eat thousands of miles of flying vinegar-hurry up. Yes, let someone put breakfast on it, and I will go to the Prince's Mansion later."

Seeing that he didn't want to go into details, Ruan Rong went down the donkey, not asking about it.

While ordering Furong to go to the small kitchen to spread the word, while asking Ping'er to take Sun Shaozong's clothes, the sisters helped him to hang them up.

Seven bowls and eight dishes were also put on the table when they were cleaned up.

Sun Shaozong sat down on the main seat, took the ivory chopsticks from Ruan Rong's hand, and poked it upside down on the table, and the women followed suit.

After he moved his chopsticks first, everyone picked up the food one after another and stacked them in his cups and plates.

Only Xing Xiuyan didn't make any movement, and asked with half of her lips pursing her lips: "My father just said that I want to go to the Prince's Mansion? Which...Which Rongguo Mansion..."

Hearing her mention Rongguo Mansion, the women also stopped their movements.

They have a deep or shallow relationship with the Rongguo Mansion. Seeing that the Jia family is about to face disaster, it is absolutely false to say that they are not concerned.

Under the gaze of everyone, Sun Shaozong calmly smashed a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin, before speaking for a long time: "I thought my trip was the icing on the cake, but I never thought it was a charcoal in the snow."

After saying this sentence, there is no more to follow.

The women looked at each other for a long time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xing Xiu’s cigarette butts came over, her eyes flashed, her palms folded together: "Amitabha, this is really the blessing of the Buddha."

Hearing what she said, Ping'er next to him also recollected immediately. At first, she was happy, then she turned pale again, and blurted out: "So, Napa..."

She only uttered a few words, and she swallowed back in a hurry, like a pheasant with a choked neck.

"Even what's wrong?"

Ruan Rong urged suspiciously: "What the **** is going on, do you guys make it clear?!"

Ping'er suppressed the frenzy in her heart and said with a strong smile: "The second master said, now that the country of Qianxiang is preliminarily set, the court is looking at the third girl, and it will not be cruel."

The girls suddenly sighed and sighed that the blessings and misfortunes of the Rongguo Mansion depend on luck.

But Ping'er became silent again, her heart tossed, always thinking about one thing:

The veil that was dyed in red seemed to be something close to the third girl!