Chapter 62
The breeze blew slowly, and the sunlight fell from the gaps in the luxuriant trees, and fell into the curtains that were deliberately drawn to avoid suspicion. The girl sat upright in it, and the light and shadow fell on her body.

Picturesque view.

The scenery is beautiful, with the natural softness of a woman and the temperature of the sun.But the girl's words were like her straight back, with a certain kind of hard strength, and a bit of deliberation and fear.

The carriage had already stopped, and from Song Yuanqing's perspective, he could just see the red gate of the house. The gate was extremely wide and huge, and there were two majestic stone lions squatting at the gate.The most eye-catching thing is the two rows of copper nails on the vermilion lacquer gate...

The vermilion lacquer gate is inlaid with 36 copper nails, which is slightly less than that of a prince, but more than that of an ordinary official's house.Even if this house is hidden outside the city, how can ordinary people dare to use such regulations?

Looking at the girl across the way, she had the same complexion as before, but she always felt that something was different...

"Young lady, what you mean is... Mr. Lu, he..."

Self-directed and acted? !
But Ji Wuyan didn't make a final decision, shaking his head and smiling slightly, "Young lady dare not talk nonsense, and Mr. Lu can't bear the charge. But if you ask carefully, you might be able to find some unexpected clues."

After finishing speaking, he stood up, "Thank you for seeing me off today, my lord. My daughter will leave."

Song Yuanqing watched her get out of the car, watched the gates inlaid with vermilion copper nails slowly open, saw the little boy bending over to salute, watched her nod slightly, and walked in. Song Yuanqing didn't look away until the two gates were closed again. Leaning against the back of the chair, he said slowly, "Let's go."

Ji Wuyan... what kind of person is he...

The smog envelops like a veil, and the woman is hidden behind the veil. It seems that she can be touched, but she is so faint that she can't see clearly.

……

Inside the Ji Mansion.

Ziqiu took her all the way to take care of the anchovy shark's fin that didn't spill any soup, and stared at his girl's back thoughtfully for a long time. After a long while, he finally asked, "Why did the girl tell Song Song?" Those details, my lord? Didn’t the girl say that you have to be patient when you come to Yanjing City? Now it will attract the attention of Lord Song.”

Yes...forbearance.

However, plans never change.

She calculated that Li Yuqi's invitation was for Li Yuqi, and she even changed her appearance in advance, and even just in case, she took Qingxin Pill early in the morning, which was the antidote to the secret method of dementia.But she didn't expect Ruoshui to appear, let alone the assassination.

It never occurred to her that Ruoshui was going to rescue her.

Ji Wuyan didn't want to provoke Ning Xiuyuan, but it seemed that Ning Xiuyuan couldn't be avoided anywhere.She even didn't know what Ning Xiuyuan wanted.

That sense of powerlessness made her feel a little at a loss.

Sitting in the carriage at that time, she really didn't know how to make a choice, whether to take the risk, or to continue to endure, thinking all the way, until she reached the eastern suburbs, she finally made up her mind.

Now that Ning Xiuyuan's attention has been drawn, and he is not in a good temper, then... there is no need to forbear.

But the soldiers will stop!

She looked up at the sky with her hands behind her back, a faint smile in her eyes, and she looked as if she had lifted a heavy burden, "Lord Song...is a good official." After that, she strode in, calling out as she walked. , "Ancient house! I'm hungry! I haven't eaten yet!"

Ziqiu tilted his head and pondered for a while, but he didn't come up with any taste. When he came back to his senses, he heard Ji Wuyan's call, and suddenly remembered the vegetables in his hand, and chased after him, "Girl, anchovy fin! It's getting cold..."

……

However, Ji Wuyan would never have thought that she had underestimated the "bad relationship" between herself and Ning Xiuyuan after all.

Before the anchovy shark's fin was finished, the news of the prince's assassination in the street spread like wings.

The government and the public were shocked, and the emperor was furious. He immediately ordered the assassin to be handed over to Dali Temple for strict interrogation. The presiding judge was Ning Xiuyuan, the imperial teacher.

Song Yuanqing is not only a good official, but also an extraordinarily upright good official. The most important thing is that Mr. Song admires Mr. Ning Xiuyuan and Mr. Ning very much in private, even though... this Mr. Ning was born a year later than him. And weak crown.

Therefore, in the face of Ning Xiuyuan's inquiry, Song Yuanqing knew everything, including what Ji Wuyan said to him at the end.

The prison in Dali Temple is different from the yamen, and there is no light at all.

All the prisoners here are felons and death row prisoners. Except for a few dim torches on the wall, there is only the crackling charcoal fire in the stove directly in front.

It seems to be sticky and greasy in the breath.

Ning Xiuyuan didn't speak, and Song Yuanqing didn't know what he was thinking for a while, but seeing that he was not in a hurry to interrogate the assassin, he asked, "No, the officer will call Miss Ji over to ask again? Maybe... What's missing?"

He thought, Master Di Shi is notoriously ignorant of pity and sympathy, if he is by his side, he can still protect some girls Ji.

Unexpectedly, Master Emperor supported his chin with his fingertips slightly bent, pondered for a while, and said, "No need. I'm a girl, I'm timid. When I come to this place, I should forget everything I remember."

Song Yuanqing was a little surprised, and it was right after a second thought, "Yes, what your lord said is very true." He thought to himself, the emperor is really thoughtful, and he really has a lot to learn.

Behind Ning Xiuyuan, Xi Yu was dumbfounded—when did my master explain his actions to others?Besides, if you are scared and forget, then continue to be scared!Scared to remember it?Didn't the master always do this before?Look at the officials of Dali Temple outside the door, which one does not tremble when hearing His Majesty's imperial decree?
When the master comes back to Dali Temple, the guys in the prison are not the only ones who are afraid...

Song Yuanqing was naturally unaware of Xi Yu's slander, and while he strengthened his determination to learn more from the Emperor, he humbly asked for advice, "Then my lord..."

Ning Xiuyuan stood up slowly, dusted his hem clean, and straightened his sleeves before he stroked the coral beads on his wrist and said softly, "Go to Lu's house, if Lu Jiangjiang wakes up , bring it here."

Um?Lift... lift?Song Yuanqing couldn't accept it all at once. Obviously, he didn't hear it wrong, so it took him a long time to reply, "Yes. I'll do it right away."

"En." Ning Xiuyuan nodded lightly, his face so clear that he was a little indifferent.

Only then did Xi Yu regain a sense of familiarity... This is his master!Whether you are lying down or injured, as long as you are not dead, you have to be carried over for questioning!

So... it's only the Ji girl who is different... right?
(End of this chapter)

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