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Chapter 182 Hidden Mysteries
Ye Zhaoyan didn't speak, staring at the broken clothes scattered on the ground, his eyes became colder and colder, as if trying to freeze people's souls.

Ji Sinian picked up the intact dress on the table and put it in Ye Zhaoyan's hand, then drew the curtain to block Jiang Yehan's sight.

After a while, the curtain was lifted by a hand, revealing Ye Zhaoyan who was fully dressed.

She got off the bed, went to sit in front of the mirror, smoothed the folds on the skirt, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

She will never let anyone use her to restrain the Ye family, including this person in front of her!

"From now on, you and I are enemies. When we meet again, we will meet each other with swords, and we will die." Ye Zhaoyan picked up the saber on the ground, took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and dipped the sword in his hand. The blood was wiped clean, and there was a sharp and murderous look in his eyes.

As long as it wasn't for Qiong Shuyan who was in the powerful Jiang family, she was [-]% sure that Jiang Yehan would disappear without a sound.

Jiang Yehan looked up at Ye Zhaoyan, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, "But you and I have already."

"Don't say anything about being responsible for the woman's innocence." Ye Zhaoyan interrupted him and walked up to him with a trace of determination in his eyes, "I only know that I would rather not marry for life than allow anyone to plot against me! "

Ye Zhaoyan's words made Jiang Yehan stunned for a long time, and it took him a while to react, he staggered a few steps forward tentatively, trying to get closer to see her expression clearly, a trace of coldness and tingling pain ran across his cheek .

The severed hair fell off, and a bright trace of blood slid down his fair cheek.

"I advise you, don't try to have any wrongdoing with me, otherwise I will scratch this face without hesitation!" Ye Zhaoyan stood with a sword in his hand, his figure was tall and straight, and his eyes were as cold as frost.

Jiang Yehan looked at her side face, his eyes flashed a little complicated, and finally turned into a sentence: "Then I will wait and see."

Ye Zhaoyan turned and left with his sword in hand, without looking back, leaving Jiang Yehan with an aloof and tall back.

Jiang Yehan looked at Ye Zhaoyan's leaving back, and a look of sadness flashed in his eyes.

The door was closed, completely blocking Jiang Yehan's sight.

Ji Sinian escorted Ye Zhaoyan away, went back the way he had traveled, walked to a secluded place, and was relieved to see Zhuyu coming to greet him.

Looking at the pale and weak Ye Zhaoyan, Zhuyu was so anxious that tears came out.

Ji Sinian stopped in his tracks, "Take your young lady to change your clothes first, I'll let you out around here, so as not to be seen by others. If anyone asks why you came here, you tell them, your young lady I accidentally fell and needed to change clothes."

Zhuyu nodded, and led Ye Zhaoyan to a small courtyard next to it, which was a temporary resting place for outsiders.

This small courtyard is very quiet, except for a few servants who occasionally pass by here, there is no one else.

Ye Zhaoyan walked into the backyard and found that many maids were busy inside.

When they saw Ye Zhaoyan, they quickly bowed and saluted, but their eyes lingered on her dress for a moment, until Ye Zhaoyan walked away, and they kept looking at the back repeatedly.

Zhuyu led Ye Zhaoyan into the back hall, found a set of clothes for her, and ordered the maid to bring hot water and food for Ye Zhaoyan to wash.

Ye Zhaoyan changed into an ordinary moon white long dress, and he didn't wear gold or silver jewelry on his head, his face was slightly pale.

She took a picture in front of the mirror, saw herself in the mirror, her eyes were slightly red, and bloodshot eyes still appeared on the eyelids. She stretched out her hand and rubbed the bridge of her nose, feeling the soreness from her fingers, and knew what she was feeling at the moment. It can be seen from the appearance.

Ye Zhaoyan felt flustered when he thought of what he would face after going out.

She picked up the towel in the copper basin and gently wiped the blood stains on her face.

Zhuyu brought hot water, combed her hair, and brought rouge and gouache to touch up her makeup.

Ye Zhaoyan looked at herself in the mirror again, with crooked eyebrows and a calm smile, but there was a gloomy look hidden deep in her eyes.

At this moment, a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Miss Ye, I have something for you." The voice of a maid sounded extremely respectful.

"Bring it in." Ye Zhaoyan replied calmly, combing his hair with his head down.

The door was pushed open, and the maid walked in with several exquisite brocade boxes in her hands, "This is for Miss Ye."

Ye Zhaoyan looked at the brocade box in the maid's hand, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "This is."

Inside the brocade box are several exquisite jade ornaments, the whole body is emerald green and transparent, the jade is warm and moist, and the carving process is extremely exquisite.

The most important thing is that every piece of jade ornament is carved with large or small plum blossom patterns. The unique flower pattern is exactly the same as the one embroidered on the lady's dress in the wooden house!
"Put it down." Ye Zhaoyan looked at the brocade boxes, his eyes flickering, but seeing the maid staring intently at the plum blossom dress on the shelf, he couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong?"

An ominous premonition rose in her heart, and she always felt that the things contained in these brocade boxes must not be simple.

The maid looked back and shook her head.

"Miss Ye, this dress is extraordinary, ordinary women are not qualified to wear it." She looked at the dress, her eyes were full of admiration and envy, "This is a relic from the previous dynasty, from a Xiang Xiaoyu A strange woman who died. It is said that the adult is obsessed with evil ways, and has always hoped that the reincarnation of this woman will appear."

After saying this, she moved the brocade boxes towards Ye Zhaoyan, and looked at her with bright eyes, "These accessories just complement this dress."

Ye Zhaoyan looked at the plum blossom dress, his expression changed again and again.

The plum blossoms embroidered on this dress are lifelike, one by one, as if they are really blooming plum blossoms, lifelike.

Ye Zhaoyan looked at this dress, and a picture suddenly flashed in his mind. In the picture, a beautiful woman was sitting in front of the window sill, wearing a purple gauze skirt with the corners flying like clouds and fog.

"Where is that adult now?" She suppressed the turmoil in her heart and asked as calmly as possible.

"I don't know about this slave girl, but the clothes have been kept in a secret place in the courtyard, and I don't usually see them." The maid lowered her eyes to hide the light in her eyes.

"Miss, it's getting late, we need to get dressed quickly so we can go out to the dinner." Zhuyu urged.

"You go back first." Ye Zhaoyan waved his hand, signaling the maid to leave.

After the maid walked away, Ye Zhaoyan looked at the plum blossom dress hanging on the shelf, and a hint of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

This dress turned out to be handed down from the previous dynasty!
So who is this strange woman who has disappeared and died?
Thinking of how sure the strange man in the wooden house had mistook her, her heart beat violently, the muscles on her face stiffened uncontrollably, and her hands couldn't help trembling.

Could it be that she has some relationship with the woman from the previous dynasty? !
　Tomorrow is the heroine's response to the crisis and the meeting between the hero and the heroine, the preview is over.

　　
　
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