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Chapter 5

At noon again, Jiang Youzhi dressed up on purpose, Pei Xun, a high-ranking child, she was determined.

Facing her lack of progress, she felt that if Pei Xun was not a gentleman, he would have to yell at her.

Jiang Youzhi rubbed his sore wrist, and played with his temper: "I won't practice anymore, I want to rest!"

Before Pei Xun could speak, she walked to the soft place, took off her shoes, and was about to rest.

Seeing this, Pei Xun's breath became a little unsteady: "How decent is it!"

Jiang Youzhi watched him come back to the case with resentment, began to write and draw, and laughed for a while.

At this moment, Jiang Youzhi was lazily lying on her side on the bed, her head resting on her elbows, her eyes seemed to be full of autumn water, and she just stared straight at Pei Xun who was opposite her.

Pei Xun seemed to be ignoring the movement of her eyes, and just carefully depicted something stroke by stroke.

Her hands were tired, so she relaxed on the bed casually, with a coquettish ending in her voice: "My lord, why don't you look at me?"

Pei Xun looked like a gentleman: "Your tricks can only deceive my mother."

She got up and approached him with bare feet, her hands naturally wrapped around his arms, her voice was charming and innocent: "Last time I fell into the lake, did you want to give me some ointment?"

Pei Xun still sat still and nodded, and pulled out his arm by the way, Jiang Youzhi shrugged helplessly, and turned from behind him to the other side.

She looked at the painting on the case, and couldn't help exclaiming: "My lord, your painting is so beautiful."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve, raised his face delicately, his eyes flickered lightly: "When will I be able to draw as well as adults."

The vermilion lips parted slightly, the mouth was delicate and voluptuous, so obvious, as if waiting for someone to smudge it away, lingering and tainted.

The two of them are very close at this moment, even their breathing is a little intertwined, and the incense in the room is leisurely and ambiguous.

Pei Xun stared at the charming face in front of him as usual, but suddenly opened the distance between them.

Jiang Youzhi also took a step forward, but staggered and fell into his arms, her black hair instantly fell apart, and the white magnolia hairpin fell to the ground immediately.

The jade case shook imperceptibly, and Pei Xun's subconscious movement caused the woman to be pushed against the edge of the jade case immediately. Her waist felt cold to the touch, and she leaned back slightly, as if she could break it with a single fold.

The gauze shirt on the left shoulder slipped down, and the white shoulders were half exposed, and the spring color spread into the skirt.

Pei Xun put his arms around her waist, his eyes fell on her collarbone, and he remained calm.Jiang Youzhi clenched the man's skirt with trembling fingers, the corners of her eyes were a little flushed, looking into his eyes Furong was shy and charming.

After a long time, Pei Xun shifted his eyes from the delicate face in front of his eyes to her knuckles, and asked in a deep voice, "Aren't you letting go?"

But that little hand clenched tighter and tighter, the woman's eyes gradually turned red, and in the blink of an eye, some small teardrops were slightly stained on the eyelashes.

Pei Xun's eyes were calm: "Why are you crying?"

The woman seemed to be afraid, but also acted like a baby, her tone was tender and weeping, her grievance overflowed from her lips: "I sprained my foot, it hurts..."

The delicate and elongated ending sound and the word "pain" make people think about it.

Pei Xun wanted to push her away, but lowered his eyebrows inadvertently, and saw that her petite and exquisite Lingbo jade feet were indeed slightly red near the ankles.

Frowning, she calmly said, "I told you not to wear shoes."

Jiang Youzhi blinked her right eye playfully, approached his ear, and murmured, "It's uncomfortable to wear shoes."

Pei Xun looked at her helplessly, suddenly picked her up by the waist, and walked towards Ruantai, during which Jiang Youzhi mischievously shook her two slender calves.

She observed Pei Xun's expression, but saw that he was not moved at all.

With a grievance in the corner of his mouth, he let Pei Xun put her on the soft bed.

I saw him gently lift off the skirt around Jiang Youzhi's ankle, and along the anklet, touched her slender ankle, which felt smooth to the touch, because it was autumn and the weather was not warm, and her feet were cold.

The skin that slid over caused itches and ripples.

Pei Xun put his palms on her feet, exerted force, and only heard a click, Jiang Youzhi almost cried out in pain.

An old-fashioned voice pierced through my ear: "This is not an example."

Jiang Youzhi clutched her ankle, and couldn't help muttering in her heart, she really had no feelings of pity.

But the ankle did not hurt very much in an instant, she raised her eyes and looked carefully at Pei Xun in front of her.

He was wearing the simplest white narrow-sleeved gown. His eyebrows were like ink paintings, with sharp edges and corners. Under the long and drooping eyelashes, there was a pair of eyes as deep as black jade, like a rich and handsome gentleman from a decent family.

For some reason, Jiang Youzhi thought of a sentence, a fresh and refined young gentleman, a weak official who comes out of water and lotus.

A guard suddenly came in and reported: "My lord, one..."

But just happened to see his master staring at the little girl's feet, suddenly he got stuck, and lowered his head in panic: "This subordinate deserves death!"

Pei Xun reached out and covered Jiang Youzhi's feet with a skirt, calmly: "Say."

Only then did the guard hand out a letter respectfully: "A letter from Grandmaster Poinsettia."

After Jiang Youzhi went back, she wondered what her senior brother said in the letter to Pei Xun. As soon as she entered the room, the maid also handed her a letter.

The senior brother even wrote a letter to himself. The general content of the letter was that he was suffering from a serious illness, and he asked Pei Xun to help him investigate the case of Huancaige prisoners who had been rumored in recent days.

I hope she can seize the opportunity and win Pei Xun in one fell swoop.

Besides, it was mentioned in the letter that the Su family was also very concerned about the case, so she had no choice but to go.

Three days later, as soon as Pei Xun left the mansion, he saw a horse-leading woman in a lotus-colored dress approaching from a distance.

Jiang Youzhi smiled confidently: "Without me, Mr. Pei might not be able to find out why."

Such a big tone, even more arrogant than that monster of Poinsettia.

Pei Xun was about to skip her, but Jiang Youzhi suddenly took out a token of Qin Tianjian and showed it in Pei Xun's direction.

Pei Xun said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Jiang Youzhi quickly caught up with him, and it turned out that the token given by his senior brother was still useful.

Ten days ago, a strange stone fell in the backyard of Huancai Pavilion, smashing out the skeleton of a full-term infant, and everyone in Huancai Pavilion talked about it for a while.

Three days later, except for the proprietress who went out and her personal maid, everyone in Huancai Pavilion died unexpectedly, and the condition of their bodies was extremely tragic.

Dali Temple came to investigate and found that there were a total of [-] full-term baby bones buried in the backyard of Huancai Pavilion. What's worse, people who had entered and exited Huancai Pavilion within three months were all infected with strange diseases.

People with this disease will have limbs as soft as rubber, bones will shrink, but their head will become abnormally swollen, their face will cry like a baby, they will not be able to speak, their body will be extremely itchy every day, and as long as they are exposed to blood, they will not be able to control themselves .

This Huancai Pavilion is the largest land of flowers and willows in Kyoto, and there are too many people involved, and the common people call it a lonely and resentful prisoner, and the whole of Kyoto is panicked.

Rumors spread everywhere, and some officials in the court were involved. Of course, Pei Xun, who was in the remonstrance court, could not sit idly by.

When the two arrived at Huancai Pavilion, they saw that it was already surrounded by the bamboo fence of Dali Temple. Jiang Youzhi looked at the scene in front of him and noticed something strange.

Putting on a face towel, the two of them went inside, and Dali Temple preserved the scene very well.

Jiang Youzhi carefully looked at a female corpse in the southwest corner. She was lying on her back on the ground, her eyes and nostrils were startled, especially her eyeballs were bloodshot and bulging, as if she had been assassinated without preparation .

She opened the skirt of the female corpse, and there was a bruise on the front cavity, about the size of a finger, but the boundary was clear and somewhat abnormal. When she touched down, both feet of the female corpse were cut off.

She said to Pei Xun who was on the side: "Kun is the ground, so the murderer cut off her feet when she was not prepared."

Pei Xun nodded: "Eight directions, each corpse has a different way of death."

Suddenly a deep voice came from behind: "When will Mr. Pei have the time to take care of the case of our Dali Temple?"

(End of this chapter)