Zhao Miaomiao glanced at her with eyes full of deep meaning, "You can see it."
"Didn't Madam circle all of them?" The strange feeling from that day came up from the bottom of her heart again, Chun'er licked her lips, "Ever since she fell into the water, the second lady has become very strange.
Whether it's personality, habits have changed a lot, it's like a different person. Even the handwriting is different now. "
"Well, although she tried her best to imitate Ah Chen's handwriting, when she copied it smoothly, she still unconsciously wrote according to her original habits. She is not my Ah Chen." Zhao Miaomiao took the last piece of blank paper The different handwritings on the paper are circled.
"What? She's not Second Miss, so who is she?" Chun'er was so shocked that her face turned blue.
"I don't know what kind of lonely ghost it is, but it's not a good thing. It took over Ah Chen's body." Zhao Miaomiao's face sank like water.
"Oh my god! No wonder Madam is so indifferent to her. It turns out that she has long since discovered that she is not Second Miss!
Ma'am, in my hometown, the old people often tell stories about ghosts getting on their bodies, and foxes transforming into human beings! She what is she? "
Chun'er has heard these ghost stories since she was a child, and she thinks about the inconsistencies in the behaviors of the second lady before and after. Chun'er didn't have any doubts, and believed what Zhao Miaomiao said.
It's no wonder that the second young lady wanted to hurt Madam last time, she was still surprised! Why did Second Miss suddenly become so ridiculous!
"No matter what it is, she will have to pay for taking Ah Chen's body."
When Pei Fu came back, what he saw was white paper all over the floor. Tan Tan'er was sitting at the desk with his forehead supported and did not look up. Chun'er on the side was persuading something in a low voice, and from time to time took out a white handkerchief to wipe away tears.
"What's the matter?" Pei Fu asked with concern.
He hasn't come home these few days, is Madam angry with him?
"Master!" Tan Tan'er raised her pear-blossoming face, weeping uncontrollably.
Pei Fu's heart skipped a beat, and he stepped forward with a guilty conscience. Madam knew about his stay in Hualou these past few nights?
"Whatwhat's the matter?" Pei Fu turned his back and squeezed his fist.
"Achen, she is not our Achen anymore." Tan Tan'er's voice was hoarse, and it looked like she had been crying for a long time.
Pei Fu heaved a sigh of relief, and thought again, "Why isn't she our Achen?"
Zhao Miaomiao took a deep breath, and casually picked up a piece of black and white paper to show him, "You will understand after reading it."
Pei Fu took it and looked at it several times, "Oh, this is a Buddhist scripturein Ah Chen's handwriting."
His eyes turned, and several writings surrounded by red cinnabar caught his attention.
How did this handwriting style change so drastically? What's more, there is a large section of writing that is different.
Ah Chen is a girl, and he taught her to practice calligraphy when she was a child. Naturally, she knows that the circled characters are not Ah Chen's handwriting.
His brows became more and more wrinkled, and he picked up the papers on the desk and the floor, and compared them repeatedly.
"This handwriting is wrong, she wrote two kinds of handwriting. Obviously, these circled handwriting techniques are more skillful.
Although Ah Chen's handwriting accounts for the majority, his habits are different, and there are subtle differences in several places. It seems that someone is deliberately imitating Ah Chen's writing, what's going on? "Pei Fu also realized the seriousness of the problem.
"Let me tell you, servant girl." Chun'er looked at his wife who was sad and weeping with distress. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com