Chapter 747 (1/2)

The ancestral house of the Gong family, the Fude hall where Shen Manqing lives.

This is a quiet courtyard full of rare flowers and plants.

During the war, Shen Manqing had just married into the palace family, while Gong Mingyi was on the war.

This is where she lives.

After the whole country was peaceful, she went to the capital with Gong Mingyi and only came back once a year.

At night, outside the window, the sky, stars twinkle.

In the room, Shen Manqing, a noble and elegant lady, wearing gold framed reading glasses, is sitting on a chair of huanghuali imperial concubine, consulting the letter paper sent by Zhuge Qingyun.

According to Zhuge Qingyun, this letter was written by her two months ago.

The handwriting is hers.

But she had no impression or memory.

She was shocked by the contents of the letter.

He wanted to ask Zhuge Qingyun to come out of the mountain to help save the palace family and get rid of Ji Younai?

”Madame Manchin really does not remember that she wrote this letter and asked me for help? In your letter, you mentioned that Si Yu's fiancee had used sorcery to make the old man fall in love with the maid to destroy the relationship between you and him. You also confused him and made him break up with you completely. You also mentioned a lot of things in the letter, but you don't remember any of them? ”

Zhuge Qingyun folded his hands on his crutches and sat in an armchair on one side.

Behind him was Zhuge Xian, who was silent.

Shen Manqing frowned. Her eyes were full of wonder. She repeatedly checked the contents of the letter and shook her head.

”I have no impression at all. It's strange to say that I lived in my ancestral home for two months. I only remember that I had a conflict with the old man. I can't remember what happened. It's very strange.”

In front of Zhuge Qingyun, Shen Manqing is particularly respected. The attitude of being high in the past is totally gone.

Shen Mande fell into silence.

Zhuge Qingyun looks dignified and thoughtful.

Shen Manqing, on the other hand, repeatedly looks up the letters and notes, trying to recall the past, but still can't remember anything.

Just then.

Zhuge Qingyun's thin and wrinkled face turned to the side and looked up at Zhuge Xian behind him. His sharp eyes were dark. He asked solemnly, ”a Xian, you have been in the imperial capital, responsible for the daily divination and calculation of the palace family. You should know what happened. Come on.”

Zhuge was stunned and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Seeing Zhuge Xian's guilty appearance, Zhuge Qingyun's eyes were cold and sharp.

”What do you know?”

”Yes I... ” Zhuge Xian cried in his heart, what should he say?

What he didn't understand was why the old lady didn't remember anything when she came back this time.

Is it Ji Younai's ghost? He guessed, but he didn't dare to make a conclusion. Because Jiyou was the ancestor, he could not afford to offend him.