Black Moonlight, after her robbery

Zhou Yishui nodded hurriedly and sobbed, and just then Naijin suppressed his temper.

Ti Zhen slowly stepped forward, the fingertips on his palm trembling like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

As if sensing her emotions, the white bandage also left two drops of blood, but he forced himself to calm down and wrote two words on her palm with his fingers -

"Yaolou."

Without thinking, Ti Zhen read out each word, thinking about it later.

This "Yaolou" is a flower building in Yanhualiu Lane, but it was burned down by fire many years ago. The fire was so strong that people and flesh were stinking. It is said that there were no prostitutes and clients living in the Yaolou at that time. Once he escaped, the reason why no one escaped was because the door of Yaolou was locked from outside.

It stands to reason that the fire must have been man-made, but Zuo Fengyi of that generation characterized it as an accidental fire.

This result naturally caused public dissatisfaction, but in the end it was irresistible. Then Zuo Fengyi was later dismissed for corruption and bribery. After Zhou Yishui took over, the case had already become an unsolved case because it was too old to be investigated.

It's just that years have passed, why does Zhou Yishui insist on bringing up this old case?

unless……

She said: "You want to tell me that Han Ying is related to this case?"

Zhou Yishui nodded repeatedly. Although he could not see or speak, his ears were still very sharp. Although the torture of these days was painful, it was by no means nothing.

Then he wrote on her hand: Be careful, Emperor... Hu Yanyan!

Hu Yanyan? !

Ti Zhen's eyes widened and he almost cried out. If it is said that Han Ying and the emperor secretly had an affair and jointly designed this scheme, it is naturally credible, but how could Hu Yanyan be implicated in it?

After all, he is Wen Yu's biological uncle. Even if there is more separation between them, he will not have any contact with Han Ying...

What benefit does this kind of shooting oneself in the foot have to him?

Her complexion changed again and again, and the muscles on her cheeks twitched slightly, as if there were stormy waves undulating under her skin.

There was a long silence, and you could almost hear your own heartbeat.

"That……"

As if he knew what she was going to ask, Zhou Yishui shook his head sadly.

Han Ying was too defensive. Although some of them were accidentally heard by him, many of them were still not heard.

But what he was sure of was that where Han Ying was, there were always sounds of men and women laughing and flirting, like in Flower Street. As for whether there was an inevitable connection with Yao Lou, it would be better to reopen the old case and dig out the old cases.

After all, so many people were tortured and killed in such a way, and they were wiped out in ashes. It's not that the hatred is too deep, I'm afraid I can't do it. If the murderer is Han Ying, with his abnormal psychology, it may not be impossible to return to the old place.

He also believed that he would be able to figure out this mystery.

The only pity is that a useless person like him will never be able to help her again. Only now did he feel that the teacher was right. If he was too loyal, he would lose the ability to distinguish between right and wrong. Such a character would sooner or later suffer losses when he enters officialdom.

But he never took it seriously. He and Xuanji had always supported each other, and he had never suffered a loss. He thought it had always been like this. Unexpectedly, as soon as the mystery was gone, he suffered the first big loss in his life.

From now on, the dangers and dangers in the court will be unpredictable, and where will the mystery go? After thinking about it, he felt ashamed.

"I'm sorry." He wrote on her hand.

Ti Zhen was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

In fact, she had thought countless times in her mind that when Zhou Yishui came back with a playful smile, she would slap him hard and make him apologize to everyone a thousand times, so that it would be long remembered. But...but...

Tears welled up in her eyes and fell one drop at a time. "I'm sorry...I didn't think too much and didn't consider you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have hurt you...and I wouldn't have..."

It won't become like this.

"Shen Wangshu is gone, and you are the only friend I have left in the school... I should protect you..."

Heart, from severe pain and heat. I feel so painful that I don’t want to live, I really feel so painful that I don’t even want to live!

Seeing each of my close relatives and friends covered in white jade, turning from healthy to disabled, a tearing pain surged from the internal organs, and with every living breath, it spread to the limbs and bones, even the breath All choked up.

How she wished he could blame her, or beat her like Najin to vent his anger, but it would always make her blame herself more and make her sadder than doing this!

This taste and feeling made Han Ying...he was so happy! ?

Xianyu couldn't bear to hide his face and sobbed softly. Wen Yu looked at Ti Zhen, his eyes were as turbulent as the ocean, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

It was inexplicably cold at night, as cold as ice. Suddenly a hand gropingly touched her head and touched her gently.

The warmth was staggering, like a silent drizzle soothing her.

The trembling feeling left in her palm again:

"It doesn't hurt, don't cry."

"Cry, ugly."

Ti Zhen looked at him steadily with her crystal clear eyes, wanting to laugh, but the tears she shed were still sour.

He is such a heartless person. When he was in school, he would fight with others and be happy even if he lost. But now he has become like this, and he is still in the mood to joke with her.

She sobbed and shook her head, "I'm not ugly. No one has ever called me ugly since I was a child."

Tears flowed freely this night.

The winter cold is still severe, and my mood becomes a puddle of cold ashes as the charcoal burns out all night in the charcoal basin.

Zhou Yishui still needs to cultivate himself and should not be disturbed for too long. Tingweisi asked a few questions and returned to the palace quickly.

Only Naijin stood motionless beside the bed, turning his back to everyone's faces, immersed in his own heartache and sadness.

Ti Zhen knew that this time, she would never forgive herself.

Of course, even she couldn't forgive herself.

Han Ying came for her, not her, and he wouldn't vent his resentment on Zhou Yishui.

How can I forgive?

On the first night, she stayed in Zuo Fengyi's archives and looked through old cases, as if she wanted to use all kinds of busyness to cover up the facts of what had happened.

But every time the sun rises, the memory stays on that night again, and the bloody look of Zhou Yishui is in front of me again.

The grief and indignation in my heart piled up repeatedly, and I didn't want to see anyone or deal with anyone.

The second and third nights were spent like this...

There was dead silence, and Han Ying and the emperor wondered if they were all seeing her joke. I want to get rid of the control of that kind of emotion and no longer wash my face with tears, but the resentment is as choked as a boulder, and people can't help but stay away from tea and rice.

Finally on the fourth day, Wen Xiu saw that the food left at the door was still untouched. She couldn't help but feel anxious. She patted the door heavily and said, "Girl...Girl! You haven't come out for several days. Even if you want to investigate a case, you have to leave." Check whether you are eating or drinking! This person can’t stand it!”

Wen Yuan also responded: "Yes! Now that one has been folded in, what about the rest? Even if you don't think about yourself, think about the master. He is already old and can't stand the stimulation. , and His Highness, and the little princess!"

"You should use more or less, otherwise I won't know what to do..."

As she spoke, she knelt down numbly, held her head and burst into tears.

Wen Yu has also been running back and forth for several days. The fatigue of the government and the worries in his heart have made him worry a lot. However, seeing Ti Zhen so depressed, his worries are increasing day by day.

Seeing that Wen Yuan and Wen Xiu didn't answer the door after knocking for a long time, he finally made up his mind and without saying a word, he grabbed the food box from Wen Xiu's hand and kicked the door open.

The wind blew up the corners of her fallen clothes along the crack of the door, and before she could calm down, she was pulled up by her arms.