Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 111 What Did She Overlook?
"During the two years of her disappearance, apart from the people from the Song Mansion, there were occasional mysterious people who would send some silver to her."

Shen Zhibai had already investigated this thoroughly, and said calmly: "The man always comes at night, leaves his things behind and leaves, and never shows up."

"So they said they weren't sure if it was her."

"What do you think?"

Yan Yun's indifferent eyes flicked past him, Shen Zhibai froze for a moment, then relaxed quickly, and replied: "The lower official ordered someone to find some of the woman's embroidery, and after comparing it with the purse, it proves that From the same hand."

"Master Shen has worked hard."

Yan Yun's words were concise and to the point, and his tone was always calm and indifferent like a spring of autumn water, without any emotion or anger.

Shen Zhibai didn't dare to talk, seeing that he was silent, he tentatively said: "I have finished what I want to say, so don't disturb the two of you discussing?"

"Go."

After getting permission, Shen Zhibai got up quickly, cupped his hands and said, "I will take my leave."

As he spoke, he took two steps back and turned away, as if he was being chased by a hungry wolf.

Su Rao heard the muffled sound of the door closing behind her, and said with emotion: "It seems that being the prefect means you have to be busy with official duties, and you can't even say a few words."

"Are you sorry?"

Yan Yun was looking at the purse, when he heard this sentence suddenly, his mood that had just cleared up was overcast again in the blink of an eye, and even his voice became a little bit cold: "That's a pity, he will be busier in the future, Don't talk about small talk, I'm afraid you don't even have time to drink water."

After finishing the words, Shen Zhibai, who had just walked out not far away, sneezed violently, looked back at the closed door with lingering fear, rubbed his arms and left quickly.

"What do I have to regret?"

In the room, Su Rao raised her jaw, drooping her eyelids lazily, changing her previous serious sitting posture, revealing a bit of leisure.

Yan Yun slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Didn't you complain that you couldn't speak to him?"

"I have nothing to say to him."

Su Rao met his gaze, her clear and clear eyes were covered with a little tiredness, "What I mean by that is that Master Shen regards you as a god and respects him to the utmost. I want to ask you for advice, and I will not let go of such a good opportunity."

"Oh."

Yan Yun responded, and quietly pursed the corners of his slightly pressed lips, and gradually recovered, but the snow in his usual indifferent and cold pupils melted away, turning into a pool of spring water.

"Son."

Su Rao called out to him, his drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, his throat rolled, and he hummed softly: "Huh?"

"If Zhu Yan really did something that went beyond the distance, my lord, if you have left him cold all these days, he must know that he was wrong..."

Su Rao felt that the anomaly of the Shizi during this period must have something to do with Zhu Yan, and based on the principle that peace is the most important thing, she decided to be a peacemaker.

In the end, before he had time to say what he had prepared, Yan Yun said, "Did he tell you that?"

The cold voice was mixed with a cold smile.

From Su Rao's understanding, this master seems to be unhappy again.

She thought for a while, then laughed dryly: "It seems, probably, that's what it means?"

Yan Yun laughed back angrily.

Very good, he is really getting more and more promising as a guard.

Not only did he disobey the order and stuff everything in front of him, but he ran away directly, and even smeared his reputation behind his back...

He closed his eyes and lowered his head, and after a moment of silence, he said in a low voice: "I heard a news that Mr. Shen has a very deep relationship with you, one treats you with blue eyes, and the other has deep intentions..."

"A bunch of nonsense."

Su Rao raised her eyelids angrily, stopped when she reached her mouth to retort, and looked at Yan Yun with weird eyes, "Why does this tone of voice sound so familiar?"

Yan Yun looked at the purse on his own, but didn't answer.

But that expression already explained everything, dare to say these nonsensical words in Shizi's ear, except for Zhu Yan, he didn't think about anything else.

No wonder when she asked about the reason, the number one expert always faltered and avoided talking about it, and Yan Yun often said some inexplicable things!

It turned out that someone was playing tricks in the middle!

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly: "Zhu Yan's habit of drawing red lines for others really needs to be corrected."

Look what's going on here?

"Well, it has to be changed."

Yan Yun looked at the purse in his hand without changing his face, but he had already turned countless ways of "discipline" in his heart...

Su Rao saw that he was holding the purse in his hand no matter what he said, and regardless of the messy things, she asked curiously: "Young master, what did you find?"

"You come first."

Hearing this, she got up and quickly walked around the desk, took the purse handed over by Yan Yun, and he said, "Smell the smell on it."

Su Rao approached the purse suspiciously, and sniffed it lightly.

"It doesn't seem to smell like incense or powder. It's a bit special and familiar, but I can't remember what it is for a while..."

She frowned slightly, trying her best to search for the memory in her brain.

At this time, the eyes of Yan Yun next to him flickered, and he said calmly, "It's Zhulixiang."

When he said this, Su Rao suddenly realized, patted her forehead lightly, and said annoyedly: "Look at my memory, every year during the Qiqiao Festival, the girls would buy Zhesang wine and go to the temple to pray for blessings and worship gods, and they always have this smell on their bodies when they come back. .”

"The production process of bamboo stick incense is complicated, and it is specially used for temple sacrifices. If you stay in the temple for a long time, it will naturally be contaminated with the smell."

After Yan Yun finished speaking, he paused, and looked at her hesitantly, "Aren't you going to beg for cleverness with them?"

"I don't believe that."

She smiled slightly, looked at him with her chin resting on her cheek, her eyes were burning, and her voice was soft: "If I like someone, I will definitely pester him, coax him, and try my best to win his heart. What's the use of praying to God? I won't drop a wishful gentleman."

Yan Yun took a deep look at her, and suddenly remembered her decisive sentence at the gate of the city, "He won't marry me, I don't want to marry him", and he felt mixed feelings for a while.

After a moment of silence in the room, human voices sounded again.

"The purse is stained with Buddha's incense, and it lasts for a long time. The outer room must have stayed in the temple for a long time. It's just that there are countless temples in Shanglin County, and it's not easy for us to send people to investigate the quiet places of Buddhism. .”

Su Rao paced back and forth with her hands behind her back, turned her back to Yan Yun, and sighed softly, "This is a troublesome matter, it's like finding a needle in a haystack."

"not necessarily."

Yan Yun's thoughts were pulled back, he put aside distracting thoughts, tapped his fingers on the table, and said in a deep voice, "Don't forget, Song Daiyan arranged this matter to leave behind, just in case, he won't risk his life Put things out of your control."

"Not only that, but with his temperament, even if the arrangement is done properly, he must check it every now and then."

Su Rao took his words and murmured to herself: "In the past two years, there must be some traces that I have ignored..."

what is it?

(End of this chapter)