As soon as I looked up, I saw the familiar door of the house.

At this time, someone said, "Is the visitor the Imperial Concubine?"

If these words were to "The Imperial Concubine", they could be called rude. Ran Xiaoyu's brows immediately frowned, and the several Jinyiwei beside him also showed anger.

However, Nan Yan raised his hand and stopped them.

Then he stepped forward and walked to the old man who was thin and wearing a white-washed blue cloth gown. The man was about sixty years old, with gray hair and frowning on his face, showing an unhappy and even hostile expression.

Nan Yan said calmly: "Yes, this palace is the imperial concubine."

“…”

"Does the old man have anything to tell me?"

When he heard that she was really a concubine, the old man showed a hint of anger on his face and said, "Then, what are the concubines going to do when they come here?"

"Of course, it's someone who came to mourn the Jian family."

"Congratulations?"

The old man's eyes flashed with disdain and said coldly: "The Jian family suffered such a sudden disaster, and Caomin and others were deeply saddened. Why didn't the court give us an explanation, but just let the imperial concubine come to pay condolences. Can the deceased rest in peace by just paying a moment of condolence?"

His words were obviously angry.

The people around him were stained by his words and all showed an indignant expression and whispered: "That's right, we need an explanation."

"The imperial concubine comes to pay her condolences. Can this matter be over?"

"The people of the Jian family cannot die so unknown!"

When Ran Xiaoyu heard these provocative words, she immediately became angry: "You"

Nan Yan once again reached out to stop her, turned to look at the old man, and said calmly: "Old man, and you all, I can understand the injustice of the Jian family, but"

Her tone suddenly raised, and she said, "The dead are the greatest!"

The noise of the crowd was suddenly overwhelmed by these four words, and everyone became quiet.

Nan Yan continued, "Since you are all scholars, you should be able to understand. If you have any words, it will not be too late to wait until this palace mourns the dead."

Everyone was speechless by these two words.

The old man was a little angry, but he could only retreat aside.

Nan Yan took Ran Xiaoyu and the others in.

This house was moved to the capital by the Jian family with the emperor and set up in Beiping in advance. Perhaps because of Mr. Jian's temperament, he even chose a house that was exactly the same as the previous old house. When he walked in, he could see that some bamboo was planted here.

However, that kind of warm and elegant atmosphere has long disappeared.

Seeing this house, Nan Yan already understood something in her heart, and she couldn't help but blush.

Walk all the way to the mourning hall ahead.

It was white here, like a cold snow cave, with white banners floating on both sides, as if countless figures were shaking, but when Nan Yan looked carefully, he could only see the cold names on the spiritual throne.

Jian Tongguang.

Jian Ruojun.

Also, Mrs. Jiahe and the little pig who had not even had time to take over.

Seeing this, Nanyan could no longer hold back and tears flowed like a spring.

"Empress!"

Ran Xiaoyu was afraid that she would be too sad and affect her body, so she hurriedly supported her. Nan Yan suppressed the grief and under her service, she incense the people of the Jian family.

There is a difference between superiority and inferiority, and she cannot kneel down.

I could only stand in the middle of the mourning hall and look at the flying white banners behind the cold coffins, which contained people from the Jian family, who once gave herself warmth and strength when she was in the most difficult and painful times.

They are all good people.

But I got this ending.

God, it's so unfair!

She clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and said word by word: "I will definitely not let you die in vain. I must pay the price for those who kill you! Sure!"

Ran Xiaoyu whispered: "Empress, don't be too sad."

Nan Yan reached out to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes, then turned to look at the other side.

The Jian family has been destroyed, and the one who is guarding here is Jian Tongguang's student. During the time he was temporarily in the Jian family, Nan Yan had also met these people and was very familiar with them.

Several students knelt in front of the brazier and cried.

One of them raised his head, looked at Nan Yan, and said, "Empress Concubine, please be sure to give the teacher a fairness. They are so miserable!"

Nanyan nodded and said softly: "You, I'll be sad."

"yes."

Nan Yan looked back at the spiritual positions and said, "By the way, have you seen the second young master come back in the past few days?"

The student shook his head and said, "No."

“…”

"Since he left, he hasn't come back."

Of course, Nan Yan knew that the "leave" he said was that Jian Ruocheng left and followed King Ning to Changqing City.

At that time, he probably wouldn't have thought that this farewell would be a farewell forever.

Nan Yan's eyes became redder. She looked at the back of the lobby and asked, "Is there anyone inside?"

"No, since this happened, no one has gone there."

“…”

"We have never been in."

"Then, can I go in and take a look?"

"Please give me some advice."

Nan Yan asked several Jinyiwei to stay here, and took Ran Xiaoyu through the lobby and walked backwards.

This house is really exactly the same as the old house in Jinling, and even some porches are the same as before, and they look very elegant.

But now, there is a deep breath of death.

Moreover, because there was no one living there, there were naturally no lights, and the sky gradually became darker, after walking for a while, they were almost unable to see the way forward.

Ran Xiaoyu held her and said softly, "Empress, do you still want to go in?"

“…”

"There won't be anything here."

“…”

"We'd better go back."

Nan Yan didn't say anything, but stood in the corridor and looked ahead. Suddenly, she saw a little light flashing in the darkness.

But immediately, it became dark.

Nan Yan said: "What is that?"

She said, and hurriedly walked forward. Ran Xiaoyu was afraid that she would fall, so she hurried over to help her. The two of them walked to a courtyard.

This courtyard is large and spacious, but also simple, with doors and windows tightly closed and dark.

Ran Xiaoyu said: "Empress, what have you seen?"

Nan Yan didn't say anything, walked forward and reached out and pushed open the two doors.

With a squeak, a cold smell came from the room. They could see at a glance that there were bookcases placed against the wall, and many ancient books were neatly placed on it. At a glance, they could tell that it was Jian Tongguang's room.

But there is no one.

Nan Yan murmured, "How could it be..."

Ran Xiaoyu whispered: "Empress, you are afraid you have read it wrong."

“…”

"There is no one here."

Nanyan's nose felt sour and tears were almost pouring up again.
Chapter completed!