Ci Jinzhi

Chapter 82 Request
Looking at Miao Susu's begging eyes, Xin You really wanted to tell her that Miss Kou who lost her parents was actually very miserable, and it was also miserable for her to lose her favorite mother.

She is no longer that carefree little girl who plays around, she is the "cousin girl" of the Shaoqing Mansion, the owner of Qingsong Bookstore, but she can't be Xinyou anymore.

"Did Auntie hire a doctor? There should be many famous doctors in the capital—"

Miao Susu smiled wryly: "I know my body well, miscarriage just speeds up everything. Miss Kou, can you promise me?"

From the long journey at the beginning of the year, those nights of guilt and insomnia for killing Empress Xin, the fear of killing her husband, the fear of others discovering the cause of her husband's death, and the depression of finding the wrong person after being married for more than ten years, all kinds of emotions have already made me feel depressed. She was overwhelmed until she was pushed to have a miscarriage.

She was physically and mentally injured, and her oil was exhausted. No matter how unwilling she was, no matter how much she couldn't let go of her daughter, she could only accept her fate.

She knew that the eldest sister would be nice to her daughter for the sake of her younger brother, but there is a contingency, in case the daughter did not keep the secret, or other accidents, let the eldest sister know that Zhou Tong was killed by her, dear brother I am afraid that the eldest sister who is as fate will transfer her hatred towards Yue'er.

Ms. Kou is by no means an ordinary person. She wants to seek as much protection as possible for her daughter.

Xin You hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "I will take care of Sister Zhou within my ability."

Miao Susu breathed a sigh of relief and struggled to thank her.

"Auntie, don't move, take a good rest."

The two of them talked about everything they needed to talk about, Xin You offered to leave, and Miao Susu called Zhou Ningyue.

"Yue'er, send Miss Kou off for mother."

Zhou Ningyue took Xin You out of the house.

"Sister Zhou, don't send it away, go back and take good care of your aunt."

"Sister Kou—" Zhou Ningyue called out.

Xin You looked at her.

Zhou Ningyue's lips moved, but in the end she only said "walk slowly".

When she turned around and walked towards the deserted door, Zhou Ningyue wiped her eyes.

She really wanted to ask Sister Kou what she and Mother had talked about, but since Mother wouldn't let her know, she didn't ask.As long as my mother gets better quickly, she will listen to her mother in everything.

The autumn is crisp and clear, and the streets are full of people, which is completely different from the desolation of the Zhou family.

Xin You raised her head, glanced at the blue sky and white clouds, and strode towards Qingsong Bookstore.

Men, women, young and old, vendors, pedestrians, and countless people passing by, Xin You suddenly felt something was wrong.

It seems that someone is following.

She turned a corner, stopped against the wall, and soon saw He Qingxiao walking over.

There was no surprise on He Qingxiao's face, and he stood still in front of Xin You.

"Master He is following me?"

He Qingxiao looked at the girl who was asking calmly, and said calmly, "It's sort of."

Asking his subordinates to investigate Zhou Tong and his wife, the more they investigate, the more interesting they become.

At first glance, Zhou Tong's experience was unremarkable. He lost his parents early and was taken care of by his elder sister. He first worked as an errand in the capital, and then he was transferred to Wanyang. He didn't return to the capital until the beginning of the year.

Zhou's wife Miao was born as a court lady in the former dynasty.

A Jin Linwei, a former court lady, such a couple have lived in peace for more than ten years, the reason for attracting Miss Kou's approach can only be Wanyang.

What happened in Wanyang?
Ms. Kou killed him and got close to Zhou Tong's family. Is it really because of her father?

But how did she, a little girl who was only 12 years old when her father died, decide that her father's death was not simple and confirm her enemy?
He, the "enemy", also found the wrong one.

No matter how He Qingxiao analyzed it, he felt that Kou Qingqing's current behavior was illogical based on Kou Qingqing's experience, but it happened to be the truth.

In today's meeting, he went to the bookstore to talk to Miss Kou, and then went to Zhou's house after seeing her.

"It's not far from the bookstore, Master He, would you like to have a cup of tea?"

He Qingxiao raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

He thought his answer would annoy her, but he didn't expect to invite him to tea.

Should I poison the tea?

Looking at the girl with a calm expression, He Qingxiao thought silently.

"it is good."

The two didn't speak any more, they walked towards Qingsong Bookstore side by side.

With the release of "Painted Skin", Qingsong Bookstore is no longer a crowded place. There are always guests coming in and out at this time of the day. Xin You directly took He Qingxiao to the corner gate leading to the east courtyard.

He Qingxiao hesitated slightly, then looked at Xin You's indifferent face, and walked in silently.

The stone tables and benches in the courtyard are very spacious and bright.

The two sat facing each other, and Xiao Lian brought tea, then stepped back and stood in the distance.

"Master He, please drink tea."

Goodbye to He Qingxiao, Xin You couldn't figure out what mood she was in for a moment, if she had to say it, it would be mostly an apology.

Judging from the secret revealed by Miao Susu, He Qingxiao didn't know what Zhou Tong did, and she almost hurt innocent people.

It was also because of this mood that she didn't feel annoyed when she found out that He Qingxiao was following her.

It was she who provoked others first, so how can she blame others for following her.

He Qingxiao was silent as he watched the girl smilingly hand over the tea.

Even if he wanted his life, he wouldn't be so blatant.

Thinking like this, He Qingxiao thanked her, and took a sip of the tea with downcast eyes.

Xin You's words of apology welled up on her lips, and she swallowed them again.

"Why did Master He follow me?"

He Qingxiao paused for a moment while holding the teacup, and put it down.

"Miss Kou suspects that your father's death was not an accident?"

When he came to see Miss Kou today, he just wanted to talk straight to the point.He really didn't want to see people like Miss Kou getting more and more blood on their hands and going nowhere.

Xin You was taken aback.

Didn't Kou Qingqing's father die in an accident?

She still remembered what Xiaolian said, Kou's father fell into the river and died during the transfer, and even the body was never found.

Wait a minute, why did He Qingxiao link her assassination of him with the death of Kou Qingqing's father?

"Why does Master He ask such a question?"

Xinyou's avoidance and refusal to answer did not meet He Qingxiao's expectations.

He decided to be more frank: "I have arranged for people to go south to investigate the matter of your father. Ms. Kou may as well wait patiently for the results."

Xin You couldn't maintain her composure: "Master He sent someone to the south?"

Where is the south?Wanyang?

"Well, I sent someone to Wanyang."

Xin You: "..." Master He really "lived up" to her guess.

"Jin Linwei is quite good at doing these things. Although it may not be possible to find out anything, it should be better than Miss Kou acting alone in the capital."

Xin You didn't know what to say for a while.

Although He Qingxiao's misunderstanding is a bit big, it seems that this kind of misunderstanding is not harmful...

"Miss Kou, can you stop for now?"

Xin You still felt that something was wrong: "Didn't Master He already said that I can't help you."

What does it mean to persuade her to stop again?
Xinyou had a flash of inspiration, and had a guess: "Master He suspects that Zhou Tong's death is related to me?"

He Qingxiao's silence gave her an answer.

Xin You was also silent for a while, and asked seriously: "If that's the case, why didn't Mr. He arrest me?"

(End of this chapter)