V2.Chapter 526

Elder Hall.

The seven elders gathered, and the third elder held a blood-stained purse in his hand.

This purse was given to her by Nie Wanrou's mother, and she wore it all the time. It contained a small packet of spices and a little rouge gouache for her daughter's home.

The daughter disappeared, but the purse belonging to her daughter was stained with blood and was picked up by the guards who cleaned up the scene. Who would believe that his daughter was not in an accident?

The third elder held his purse tightly, and asked angrily, "Elder, what is going on here? What happened to the person you sent out to Wanrou?"

The first elder retorted: "I want to ask you about this! Do you know who brought those fine works out of Wen Mansion and out of the Witch Clan? It's your good girl!"

The third elder said sharply, "She is also your grandson-in-law now!"

The first elder said indifferently: "So I didn't find trouble with you, and you don't push everything on my head!"

The second elder stepped forward and said, "Okay, okay, stop arguing, you two, let's listen to what the guards have to say. Come on, call up the guards who have seen Mrs. Wen!"

Several guards came forward respectfully. Among the group were the guards of Wen's residence, the guards who guarded the city, and the guards who participated in the arrest.

The Wen residence guard said, "The second lady said she was going to go back to her parents' house, and said that the carriage was filled with small gifts for her parents' family."

The city guard said: "Mrs. Wen said that a batch of good goods came from the outer village, and she wants to go around."

Hearing this, all the elders showed a strange look on their faces. The words didn't match up with each other, and they were clearly lying.

But why would she lie?

If it is said that she did this for Wen Xu's sake, I am afraid that no one will believe her. Everyone knows her relationship with Wen Xu, and it is good for her not to give Wen Xu a blow. How could she act for Wen Xu? ?

Could it be... she was being held hostage?

Or let people fall in love? In witchcraft?

Numerous speculations flashed through everyone's mind, and even the third elder, who had always trusted his daughter, couldn't help but look solemn.

He is confident that his daughter will not be easily threatened, but if he is caught in gu or witchcraft, it will be another matter.

The eyes of the third elder fell on the last guard: "What about you? When did you see my daughter?"

The guard said, "As the third elder said, his subordinates met Mrs. Wen at the scene of her murder."

With the sound of being killed, the face of the third elder changed: "Go on!"

"Yes!" The guard lowered his head and said, "When the subordinates saw Mrs. Wen, Mrs. Wen was with the group of people, and Mrs. Wen Xu was going to take Mrs. Wen away... The subordinates planned to rescue Mrs. Wen, but it was too late. One step further, Mrs. Wen was killed!"

"What?" The third elder's expression changed.

The guard said loudly: "It was Lord Wen Xu who killed it! But... that person is not the real Lord Wen Xu. My subordinates heard him say that his name is Dawa!"

...

After leaving the Elder Hall, the fifth and seventh elders caught up with the third elder.

"The third elder." The fifth elder called.

The three elders stopped.

The three of them glanced at the movement around them, making sure that no one was stalking them, and that there were no idle people waiting to pass by. The third elder said, "What's the matter?"

The fifth elder and the seventh elder exchanged glances.

"It's up to you." Seventh Elder said.

The fifth head nodded and asked, "Don't worry too much about Wanrou. As the saying goes, you need to see people in life, and you need to see corpses in death. Before you see Wanrou with your own eyes, don't be disheartened."

"Yeah, I always believed that Jiren had their own celestial appearance." Seventh Elder said.

The three elders were silent.

Seeing that his expression was not right, the two couldn't help but say in unison, "What's wrong?"

"I'm thinking about that fake Wen Xu." The third elder said with his eyes fixed.

"Fake Wen Xu?" The fifth elder frowned.

The third elder thoughtfully said: "On the day when my little grandson washed the third, Wen Xu accompanied Rou'er back to Nie's house, and at that time, I found that Wen Xu is not the same as before, so I Think, maybe at that time, or even earlier, Wen Xu had already replaced that man named Dawa."

The fifth elder seemed to have an epiphany: "You said that, it seems that this is the case. Since Wen Xu fought back to the Wu clan, he has frequently opposed the witch queen. He originally thought that he was bewitched by the fox spirit, but now he can see the truth. Judging from the situation, I'm afraid that Wen Xu was fake from the beginning."

The seventh elder asked, "If that's the case, where did the real Wen Xu go?"

The third and fifth elders stopped talking. Wen Xu was not a twelve-year-old Ye Yang. He was full of evil and he was not innocent.

But Nie Wanrou was innocent, why did they kill her as well?

The fifth elder said indignantly, "They let His Highness Ye Yang go. They thought they still had a little conscience, but now it seems that they are not as good as beasts!"

The three elders still did not speak.

The picture of being killed by that half-dead man a few hours ago appeared in his mind, that fake Wen Xu... begging someone to let him go.

...

Deep courtyard.

Dawa poured a pot of hot water, brought it into the second lady's house, and wiped her face and hands.

Piner had already changed her clothes. Dawa didn't really need to do anything, but he just wanted to do something, as if that would let her know that he was waiting for her.

"Dawa, it's time to eat." Yu Wan gently opened the door.

Dawa turned his head, his eyes were red.

He didn't cry a lot, and he didn't even see any obvious tears, but this look pierced Yu Wan's heart more than when he was crying.

Yu Wan sighed softly, walked over, and said, "Don't burn yourself out, I believe that Sister Nie Jiren has her own good looks and will definitely wake up."

"Well." Dawa lowered his head with a choked sobs.

Yu Wan was not very consoling, and she couldn't say anything more emotional, so she raised her hand and patted Dawa's shoulder lightly: "You stay here with Sister Nie, and I'll bring you the food later."

"Thank you." Dawa said.

Not to thank her for this bowl of rice, but to thank her for her understanding and kindness.

...

In the night, Chef Bao personally cooked a sumptuous dinner. All of you here are used to eating delicious food from mountains and seas, but you can't help but be amazed by Chef Bao's cooking skills.

It is not entirely true to say how fancy and complicated he cooks. Most of them are simple dishes with original flavors, but all the people from all over the world can taste the taste of their hometown.

"This is what I ate when I was a child...my grandmother made it for me..." Zhou Yuyan said tearfully.

"Me too, my mother made it for me..." Mu Qing couldn't help choking.

Yu Wan secretly thought, what, this plate of green pepper potato chips, spicy but not spicy, oily but not greasy, is clearly the taste that her aunt made for her...

She hadn't thought about her aunt for too long.

After her parents passed away in the previous life, her aunt raised her, but such an important person gradually faded out of her mind after she came to another world. It was this dish that brought back her almost lost memory. .

"Thirteen..." Ying Liu sniffed, "I seem to remember what happened before the age of six... So I have a master..."

Before Ying Liu was chosen to be a dead man, he was an ordinary child for a day. He had his own parents, his own master, and even many playmates of his age...

It's just that the memory is too long, and as he grows up day by day, the dust is sealed in the depths of his mind. Right now, a plate of green pepper potato chips has completely torn apart that layer of membrane, and the memory floods up like a tide.

"Uuuu..." Ying Liu turned his head and leaned on Ying Thirteen's shoulders to cry.

Want to cry more than just these few?

Ying Shisan's fingers also tightened little by little.

It's just that his childhood memories were not very good. Those were the days when he was bullied so he couldn't fight back. Those were the days when he wandered the streets and could not get enough food... Therefore, he was more sad and fearful than sad. .

The only one who did not change his face was Yan Jiuchao.

Chef Bao also noticed.

This young man was even calmer than he had imagined, it could be said that he was terribly calm.

No wonder the girl bowl was planted in his hands, it's not a paragraph at all...

The children were very happy to eat, the three little black eggs were sweating profusely, and Zhou Jin, who had always been self-sufficient, ate the emoji.

"More!" Xiaobao said with the empty bowl.

"Er Bao also!" Er Bao also picked up his own small empty bowl.

Dabao: Also!

Zhou Jin: "Cough, I want too."

Yu Wan poked the faces of the three of them one by one and said, "But you all have eaten the third bowl."

Xiaobao pointed with his little hand: "What's the matter? Brother Zhou Jin has eaten five bowls!"

Zhou Jin blushed: "..."

Witch King: "..."

Everyone: "..."

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