Legend of the Orchid

On the second day, Zhong Lan woke up early and went to the Yamen again to inquire about the situation.

But because he went early, it didn't mean that the Yamen got the news early. The governor asked him to wait a little longer, but after waiting, Zhao Guangyi came again.

Li Zhonglan had no choice but to feel that Zhao Guangyi was a hard-working governor, and he ran to the yamen every three days. He was hesitating whether to leave, but the other party said: "Zhonglan, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, and I haven't had any. Why don't we wait while we eat."

Zhong Lan bit her lip and acquiesced.

He didn't expect that there would be such a day in himself, that he would restrain his proud feathers and bend his waist for five buckets of rice. It seemed that he was a layman after all.

The meal was dull, and Zhao Guangyi hardly spoke. Zhong Lan finished the meal quietly, looking up, and wanted to cover her face with her hands in embarrassment.

It turned out that there were only two small dishes in front of Zhao Guangyi, and the snacks inside were not finished, but there were six or seven small dishes piled up in front of Zhong Lan, each of which was empty, making one suspect that he was reincarnated from starvation.

"Young people have a good appetite." Zhao Guangyi smiled.

Zhong Lan was embarrassed, neither to leave nor to stay, so she had to change the subject: "I also inquired yesterday, Miss Awen is still in the city, but I don't know the exact whereabouts."

Zhao Guangyi said with interest: "I would like to hear the details."

Zhong Lan described the neighbors he found yesterday, and Zhao Guangyi stroked his chin, pondering, "That's the busiest street in the capital, with many wine shops and inns, and it will take a long time to search if you hide people there. Some, by the way, the Zuihonglou is also there."

"Drunken Red Mansion?" Zhong Lan still remembered the name.

"Yes." Zhao Guangyi raised his eyebrows, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Dezhao and Zuihonglou still have a relationship."

With a cold face, Zhong Lan asked, "What origin?"

Zhao Guangyi said: "A few years ago, there was an oiran named Liu Yiyi in Zuihonglou. Dezhao's third son, Zhao Weigu, was born to him and Liu Yiyi. Although Liu Yiyi was a prostitute, she was quite infatuated. Dezhao, at first Dezhao avoided seeing her, but later when he found out that Liu Yiyi was pregnant, he moved her to another place. The name Liu Yiyi disappeared in the capital, and Dezhao asked the drunken lady to keep her mouth shut. Zuihonglou imposes various protective measures, so even the yamen generally dare not touch Zuihonglou."

Zhong Lan thought to herself: No wonder Zhao Tingjie didn't care much about Zhao Weigu, so there was such a past.Just thinking about it made her face turn blue with anger.

At this time, a yamen servant came to report that someone in the drunk red building committed suicide by jumping off the building.The body was brought along with the madam, and they were waiting in the court.

Zhao Guangyi asked strangely: "It just happened to be talking about drunken red mansions, why did something happen?"

So when she was promoted to the hall, the madam knelt on the ground, weeping and holding her handkerchief, while the corpse was placed aside, covered with a white cloth.

Zhao Guangyi ordered someone to remove the white cloth from the corpse. When the head of the deceased was exposed, Zhong Lan's breathing stopped. Isn't that the face of Ah Wen?

"Zhong Lan, what's the matter?" Seeing Zhong Lan's expression was wrong, Zhao Guangyi hurriedly asked.

"Miss Awen..." Zhong Lan looked at the deceased in a daze, her voice tinged with tears.

Zhao Guangyi slapped the gavel tree loudly, and shouted: "Mr. Xu, you are guilty of killing a woman from a good family!"

The madam let out a coquettish howl and insisted that Awen was the prostitute she bought. As for why Awen jumped off the building, she didn't know.

Zhao Guangyi saw that the bawdy's mouth was stiff, so he gave the bawdy a stick, but the bawd's body was weak, and she passed out after only ten sticks.

After leaving the hall, Zhong Lan still stared blankly at Awen. At this moment, he regretted it. It would have been great if he hadn't brought Awen into the city yesterday. Why can't such a lively girl be able to breathe all of a sudden?

Zhao Guangyi patted Zhong Lan on the shoulder, and seeing that the other party did not evade, he stroked the other party's shoulder with peace of mind and said, "Zhong Lan, death cannot be brought back to life, so you should be sad and obedient!"

He wanted to say something more, but the yamen servant came to report that His Royal Highness Zhao had come down.

Zhao Guangyi said: "It must be here to protect the madam, Zhong Lan, you should avoid it for a while."

Li Zhonglan was very angry, and wanted Zhao Guangyi to keep the madam imprisoned, but knowing that she was a soft-spoken person, she had to hide in the inner hall nervously.

After about a stick of incense, Zhao Guangyi came over and said that Ting Jie had gone to the cell, and asked Zhong Lan if he wanted to ask Ting Jie what happened.

Zhong Lan couldn't resist his curiosity, so he followed the yamen guard to the prison cell. He had just stepped into the dark realm, when he heard the sound of the steps in front of him, his chest throbbed for no reason, and he stepped lightly like a thief. It seems to be eavesdropping on the conversation between Ting Jie and the madam.

With his back to the cell door, the court steps said, "Why were you so careless this time and killed someone?"

The madam wondered: "I don't think so either, but that girl is so strong that I can't think about it even after she's broken, and I can't stop her from jumping off a building!"

Ting Jie continued: "Forget it, it's fine to die, so Lan'er won't be able to stay there any longer..."

There was a loud "hum" in Zhong Lan's head, and he couldn't hear what Ting Jie said at all. Seeing that the other party seemed to be leaving, he turned around in a daze, stumbled and fled the prison.

He never imagined that it was Tingjie who tied up Ah Wen and sold Ah Wen to a brothel, causing this flower-like woman to wither in an instant, and this innocent life was just a piece of money for him to come back. Paving stones, let her die, she must die.

Zhong Lan's eyes were empty, and she staggered for a long time, not knowing where she was. It was only when Zhao Guangyi grabbed his arm that she realized that she was walking into the river.

Zhao Guangyi looked at this pear-blossoming rainy face with pity, and comforted him: "Zhong Lan, I know you are very sad, but you are dead. If we can do something else to make up for it, it will be better than nothing."

Zhong Lan stared blankly at the calm river, and heard Zhao Guangyi's voice: "Zhong Lan, help me, okay?"

Zhao Guangyi waited patiently for Zhonglan's reaction, and just when he thought the other party was going to reject him, he finally got a satisfactory reply.

"Okay." Zhong Lan said softly.

Zhao Guangyi was overjoyed, and asked tentatively: "Then you will live in my house, it will be more convenient to discuss things like this."

Zhong Lan lowered her eyes and said nothing.The wind blew up his sleeves and long hair, curling up like blue smoke. Zhao Guangyi was worried that Zhong Lan would really be floating away like smoke, so he couldn't help but wanted to hold his hand.

Zhong Lan avoided the other party's touch and nodded slightly.

Zhao Guangyi heaved a sigh of relief and wanted to take Zhonglan back to the house, but Zhonglan insisted on going back to the Yamen. He wanted Awen's parents to bring Awen's body home.

When the poor civilian couple came to the yamen, they saw their bloody daughter, and fell to the ground like a bolt from the blue, crying faintly.

Zhong Lan wanted to help the second elder, but A Wenniang slapped him so hard that she slapped his face to the side.

Zhao Guangyi's eyes suddenly turned dark.

Awen's father could barely control his emotions. He helped his wife up, then tremblingly carried his daughter's body onto the cart, and dragged the cart away dully. His back seemed to be more than ten years old.

Li Zhonglan watched the hunched figure of the two elders, apart from self-blame, he hated Zhao Tingjie in his heart. He was completely chilled by the cold-blooded and ruthless of the other party. This kind of person is not worthy of being a king.

Zhong Lan looked at the others, and Zhao Guangyi looked at him behind him.

Not long after, Zhao Guangyi ordered with a blank face: "Kill the pair of untouchables just now."