Hou Ye's palm heart is a black lotus

Candles were lit one after another, and the courtyard was brightly lit.

All the supervisors lined up neatly and looked at each other.

Tang Zhongli stood in front with a sullen face.

At his feet lay a red-feathered ibis.

"I ask again, who did it?"

The surrounding area is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.

Some people were at a loss, not knowing what happened, and some people looked forward with their eyelids twitching.

——Who doesn't know that besides reading books and making fusses, Master Jijiu's greatest pleasure is raising birds, especially this red ibis, which he loves and takes care of carefully on weekdays.

Who knew that today he suddenly encountered an accident - died.

Judging from the situation, it seemed that someone shot directly through the chest and abdomen with an arrow, but searched around the scene, but found nothing.

Tang Zhongli took a deep breath.

"If you stand up and admit it now, it's your first offense and you can still deal with it lightly."

The crowd fell silent.

Tang Zhongli nodded, walked back and forth for two steps, and laughed out of breath.

"Okay! I've already given you the opportunity, it's you who don't want to take it!"

Qiao Zimo lowered his eyes guiltily, deeply troubled in his heart.

He moved his feet and was about to walk forward, but he was suddenly dragged by someone.

Ye Yunfeng winked at him: Why panic!Didn't he seek death by going up now?
Qiao Zimo's heart was shaken a little.

In fact, he really didn't mean it!

During the day, Ye Yunfeng helped him modify that slingshot, saying that it was several times stronger than before in terms of range and strength. He was itching to try it with Ye Yunfeng after class.

But Ye Jing said that they might not be able to keep up with the course when they just arrived, so they stayed in Guangyetang for an extra hour to read.

By the time Qiao Zimo went out with the slingshot, it was already dark.

Ye Yunfeng asked him which one he wanted to fight, how could Qiao Zimo see clearly?Just point to one at random.

Ye Yunfeng helped him adjust his posture, and Qiao Zimo found that he could hardly draw the slingshot to its full extent, so he became competitive, gritted his teeth and pulled it to the extreme, and a stone flew out.

Then--

He was just joking, who knew it was such a coincidence!Moreover, the strength of the slingshot has actually increased so much, it just...

Just when Qiao Zimo was hesitating whether to admit it, Tang Zhongli snorted coldly, and suddenly revealed a jade pendant.

"Whose thing is this!?"

It was a pendant inlaid with gold and jade, with exquisite carving and high-quality jade.

After a short period of silence, a surprised voice suddenly came from the crowd: "Brother Mingze, isn't that yours?"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone looked at Ye Mingze in unison.

Ye Mingze's heart sank when he saw the jade pendant, but before he could react, he heard this sound and became anxious.

"You read it wrong! It's not mine!"

Tang Zhongli stared at him: "Is this really not yours?"

Ye Mingze panicked.

"Master Ji, Jijiu, this, this—my jade pendant has long been lost, and I don't know why it is here!"

Tang Zhongli asked back: "Oh? What a coincidence?"

Ye Mingze said anxiously: "I've been staying in my room since dinner and haven't come out. I really don't know what's going on!"

"You have never been out, can someone prove it for you?"

"I--"

Ye Mingze choked instantly.

Because Ye Jingyan and Ye Yunfeng really entered the Imperial College, he was very irritable all day today, and he was humiliated in front of Master Jijiu and the teaching assistants, and many people secretly pointed at him.

He simply stayed in the room by himself, who knew that such a thing would happen?
At this time, a gentle and concerned voice suddenly came. Ye Jingyan looked at him, frowning slightly, with obvious worry in his eyes.

"Cousin, did you come out, but you forgot?"

Ye Mingze couldn't believe it: "What did you say?!"

How could he forget about his own affairs——

A few whispers came from the side.

"I heard that Ye Mingze fell into a ghost some time ago. He kept saying that he saw ghosts, and he stayed at home for several days. Could it be that his illness has not recovered?"

"Who knows? I've heard it too. Anyway, it's quite evil. It's said that when the servants arrived, his face was covered in blood. Who knows what's going on."

"He won't really be stained with something unclean, right? That's why he deliberately shot Lord Jijiu's ibis? This is also bloody..."

The more Ye Mingze listened, the more outrageous he became, and he couldn't help shouting: "What nonsense are you talking about! What I said is none of my business!"

The noise disappeared in an instant, but the eyes of everyone looking at him were filled with taboo and avoidance.

Not only is Ye Mingze sick, but his temper has become so irritable!

Sensing those ulterior motives, Ye Mingze was speechless.

There seemed to be a ball of fire in his chest that crazily arched, burning away what little reason he had left.

He rushed over quickly and grabbed Ye Jingyan by the collar: "It must be you! You—"

His fist failed to land.

Feng Zhang grabbed his wrist: "Why, do you still want to do it in public?"

Tang Zhongli frowned, and threw the pendant over.

"Go back and meditate for half a month!"

……

Early the next morning, Ye Chutang heard the commotion outside.

After listening to a few words, it turned out that Ye Mingze had returned.

"Didn't you just go to the Imperial College yesterday? It's not ten days off yet, right?" Ye Chutang led Xiao Wu to the front yard, and happened to meet Ye Shixian who was walking quickly, "In this case, did A Yan and A Feng come back together? ?”

She said, and looked outside a few times.

Ye Shixian's face was ugly.

She didn't expect that Ye Mingze would cause such trouble again in just one day!
Being called and sent back by Master Jijiu, when the news got out, I don't know how many people would laugh it off!

What would outsiders think of him?What do you think of their entire Ye family?
"No, only Mingze came back by himself." Ye Shixian silently clenched her hands in her sleeves, trying to make her voice sound as calm as usual, "It seems that he is not feeling well, come back and have a look."

She seemed unwilling to talk to Ye Chutang, so she turned around and walked out quickly.

Ye Chutang followed slowly.

There were a few people standing in front of the door. Besides Ye Mingze, there was also a man who looked about 30 years old and had a refined temperament. He seemed to be an assistant teacher of the Imperial College.

The other one was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, tall and thin, with three-dimensional features, but there was a bit of arrogance and fierceness in his eyebrows and eyes, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Seeing Ye Shixian, his expression immediately became gentle and earnest.

"Poetry—"

Ye Shixian stood still three steps away from him, and saluted politely: "Mr. Murong, I really trouble you."

Murong Ye was taken aback.

It's only been a few days since I saw her, why does her attitude seem to have become a lot more alienated?
He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to help Ye Shixian: "What are you talking about, between you and me, still—"

Suddenly, he felt something and looked behind Ye Shixian.

A clean and pure face came into view.

She is... Ye Chutang?

My dears, my mother is in the hospital today, and I am taking care of her. I will go home later at night. It will be late.