Mind-reading cute baby: Let's spoil my mother to heaven!

Chapter 191 The Missing Bride (3)

The groom laughed.

sneer.

"...Of course I want to care, I just think maybe she doesn't need me to care. Even on the other hand, if I care, then I will look stupid!"

The bridegroom's mother nervously tugged on the groom's robe sleeve.

Cui Qian narrowed his eyes immediately: "You...hate her?"

After all, Cui Qian and Ye Qingluan have different identities. No matter what Ye Qingluan asked before, the groom's family was not that nervous. A petty official who is not qualified to wear a fish bag.

But Cui Qian was different.

So the bride's parents fell to their knees nervously.The old lady tugged on her son's sleeves, motioning for her son to kneel down too quickly.

The son still stood reluctantly, and stood straight.

Cui Qian said: "Well, the hatred is quite deep."

The bridegroom's aunt immediately burst into tears, "Mr. Sir! Don't misunderstand me, sir! My son has a grudge against Mengchan, but it doesn't go to the point where he wants Shanghai Mengchan! "

"Mengchan?" Ye Qingluan couldn't help asking.

The old lady turned her eyes and said, "Yes."

Cui Qian looked at Ye Qingluan, she raised her hand, scratched her eyebrows, and took the opportunity to turn away.

She is a little allergic to dreams and shadows now.

Cui Qian looked away, and asked again: "What is the quarrel between your son and Mengchan?"

The old lady sighed with tears in her eyes, "...Mengchan's child has a high heart and has no affection for my son. Before the worship, my son went to express his feelings several times, but Mengchan coldly kicked him out."

Ye Qingluan couldn't help looking back, and met Cui Qian's gaze.

It turned out that the bride, Mengchan, was similar to what she thought in her heart. Although the groom's appearance was considered correct, he just lacked some things in his body. In the eyes of a woman who has some requirements for love, he would be a little tasteless.

Cui Qian nodded and ordered: "Stay at home until the case is closed, and you are not allowed to leave the village. Otherwise, you will be treated as a suspect."

The groom's parents and elders hurriedly agreed, and Cui Qian signaled to Ye Qingluan, and the two walked out the door.

Ye Qingluan kept walking, and said while walking: "Next, I will go to Mengchan's house."

As she spoke, she suddenly stopped and tilted her head: "Hey, I forgot to ask them, Mengchan's chan, which chan is it? Is it Chanjuan's 'Chan', or the cicada's 'Cicada'."

Cui Qian raised his eyebrows: "Is there a difference?"

Ye Qingluan sighed: "Are you illiterate?"

Cui Qian smiled helplessly.Dare to say that the Qinghe Cui family is illiterate, she must have been the only one in the past 700 years.

"I mean, does the word have anything to do with the case itself, whether the word is 'Chan' in Chanjuan or 'Cicada' in 'Cicada'?"

Ye Qingluan nodded: "Since I said it, of course I did. If not, why should I say it?"

Cui Qian: "..." I was blocked by her again.
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Sure enough, after entering Mengchan's house, Ye Qingluan asked Mengchan's name first.

In fact, when she asked, she was still a little nervous, because she had witnessed that Mengchan's grandfather was indeed an old scholar.

Therefore, according to the feeling of the old scholar, it seems that it is more likely to use the word "chan" in "chanjuan".

But the old scholar said with emotion: "Yu Mu Qiuchan is so noble, so I named my little girl Mengchan."

Cui Qian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ye Qingluan.

Cui Qian withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes and pondered.

Ye Qingluan asked again: "Nothing is more important than the safety of human life. The most important thing in a missing persons case is the time limit, so I won't go around the bush—and please tell the old man frankly that Meng Chan is away, but is there another person you like? "

The old scholar immediately became anxious: "How could that be!"

Cui Qian also raised his eyes slowly, and warned in a deep voice: "That is your own daughter, if you refuse to reveal the truth, thereby delaying the time limit for solving the case, then...it will be too late for regret."

The old scholar stood up straight, with his goatee raised high: "I have told you the truth!"

Cui Qian nodded and looked at Ye Qingluan: "Let's go."
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The two went out.

Cui Qian asked Ye Qingluan: "Tell me about those two words."

Ye Qingluan sighed, "If it's 'Chan Juan', it's related to the moon, if it's 'Cicada', it's related to ghosts."

"However, whether it is the moon or a ghost, there is Yin energy."

Cui Qian raised his eyebrows high: "...what do you want to say?"

Ye Qingluan looked up at him: "The horoscope of the bride's birthday is pure Yin."

Cui Qian also felt a sudden chill in the trick ditch.

"It can't be such a coincidence, the other two brides too?"

Ye Qingluan turned to look at the other street.Cui Na was walking over there with two Taoist priests.

"Little boy is back, just ask him."
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The news that Cui Na brought back confirmed Ye Qingluan's suspicion.

The first missing bride, although her horoscope is not full yin, is also half yin and half yang.

Cui Qian's face changed a little.

Ye Qingluan asked: "What is the bride's boudoir name?"

Cui Yan stroked his palm: "...Yuhan."

Ye Qingluan clapped her hands: "Sure enough!"

Ye Qingluan turned her head and asked Cui Qian: "Are you okay? If you can still bear it, then follow me to the last house."

Cui Qian followed behind Ye Qingluan, he was originally a jade-faced gentleman, and his complexion became even whiter at this moment.

Ye Qingluan glanced at him, "...Do you regret being an official of Dali Temple now? Any government office in the imperial court is fine, and there is no need to be so evil as the affairs of Dali Temple."

Cui Qian snorted: "I have no regrets."

He squinted at Ye Qingluan again: "I entered Dali Temple to rectify unjust and wrong cases; it seems that you agreed to enter Dali Temple, but you came here for these evil cases."

Ye Qingluan gritted her teeth: "Otherwise Sanlang thinks why I entered Dali Temple? Could it be because of Sanlang?"

Cui Qian gritted his teeth.

He really thought so a little bit!

Now she is really smashed to pieces... She would rather play with ghosts than him.
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The last one.

natal family.

Her natal father was much more kind than Meng Chan's natal father.This is a potter who likes to lower his head a few inches when he speaks.

"Little girl Sancai, her birth date is..."

Ye Qingluan couldn't help stomping her feet: "Old man, since you are a pottery craftsman, why did you give your daughter such a name!"

"Sancai" is homonymous to "Sancai", and the famous Tang Sancai is a funeral vessel!

Sancai's father still had a good-natured smile on his face: "Actually, my daughter is Sancai, so naturally the word 'San' is used in her name, and I also hope that my daughter can be multi-talented, so I named him Sancai."

"My lady, you are right. Since the little old man is a pottery craftsman, he should naturally know what 'three colors' are. But it just so happens that the little girl has pure characters, so she should be able to bear the name."

(End of this chapter)