In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

Chapter 33 His Royal Highness Tobenhou Says Hello to You

When he was about to arrive, Han Yi slowed down his pace.

She was already walking a little behind, and as soon as he slowed down, he walked side by side with her.

Han Yi looked sideways and pulled her out of her thoughts.

"Your injury is better?"

He was referring to the knife wound on her arm, which was no different from the shallow wound on her neck when she was in Jiangning.

Xiao Yu touched his arm subconsciously, and replied: "It's much better, thank you Guard Han for your concern."

Han also nodded.

After a moment of silence, he said again: "Don't think too much, the young master is just asking routine questions."

Is this a disguised way to remind her that the matter is not serious?
If it was normal, she must have breathed a sigh of relief, but that person is Zhao Wuling, Prince Li Yingyu's man, and his thoughts are also unfathomable, so she dare not slack off easily.

However, she still thanked: "Thank you."

In any case, Han Yi's ability to say these words is already the greatest help to her.

The road ahead is long, and even if it is full of thorns, she has to walk through it bravely.

"Ah."

Han Yi stopped, held his sword in his arms and saluted her: "I will escort you here, there are people waiting in the courtyard, Mr. Xiao please."

Are the guards of the East Court so strict?
She frowned secretly, said goodbye to him and walked into the courtyard.

Han Yi stood outside the courtyard and watched her go in, his back was extremely cautious, and suddenly, he walked in quickly.

"Eldest brother, why are you here?"

That sound relieved the vigilance, the heaviness, and the etiquette to others.

Familiarity, joy, joy.

Han Yi's eyes sank slightly, he turned around and scanned his surroundings, and did not look at the figures of the two people in the courtyard anymore.

In this room, Xiao Yu knew that the person waiting for him was the elder brother, and the big stone in his heart finally fell slowly.

As if after waiting for a long time, Chu Zhijiang dropped a shoulder of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the fragrance was overflowing.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Did the Liu family and his son embarrass you?"

The governor's mansion is so big, the news spread quickly.

She shook her head, said with a thief smile: "Senior brother, you don't have to worry, it's just because they don't make things difficult for me."

"That's good."

Chu Zhijiang stared at her, everyone said she was taciturn, but only he knew that she was actually a lively and mischievous girl.

Clever, agile.

In the past few years, Fifth Junior Brother has targeted her everywhere, but he has not gotten any advantage.

"Junior Sister, before the murderer who injured you was caught that day, the Young Master invited you to come over and describe in detail what happened in the backyard that day."

"Only you can clearly see the murderer's appearance. Therefore, the young master wants to know more details about the murderer."

Before meeting Zhao Wuling, the brother confessed the whole matter to her.

It really is a real brother!

She urged calmly: "I see, senior brother, let's go in, don't keep the young master waiting for a long time."

"it is good."

Xiao Yu secretly raised his eyebrows.

If it's not about the jade pendant, then it's easy to handle.

When she went upstairs, she saw two black shadows standing in front of a door. She recognized at a glance that they were the two hidden guards who were outside the door.

Seeing the two of them appear, the dark guard immediately reported.

"Young master, people have arrived."

Zhao Wuling's reply came from inside: "Please come in."

Hearing his voice before seeing the person, the voice is like the person, and the sense of oppression is extremely strong.

"Yes."

The dark guard opened the door and looked at Xiao Yu: "Please."

Xiao Yu nodded slightly, walked past the dark guard, and was about to step into the threshold when he heard the sound of a sword touching its scabbard.

The dark guard stood in front of Chu Zhijiang with a sword, and said in a cold voice: "Young Master has an order, only Mr. Xiao is invited, Mr. Chu, please go downstairs and wait."

Xiao Yu nodded to him, and Chu Zhijiang went downstairs in peace.

What a Zhao Wuling, with such an aura, is it a routine interrogation, or is he trying to extract a confession by torture?

It is impossible to retreat.

She continued to go in, and the door creaked shut behind her.

There were only her and the person by the window in the room.

Even though it was the most luxurious East Courtyard, he lived in a sense of poverty. There was not much decoration in the room, and it seemed as if it had been moved away, only a table and a row of bookcases remained.

The summer wind blows in outside the window, and there is a sense of coolness.

The black robe was blown up by the wind, a head of black hair fell on her shoulders, and the hair fluttered slightly, like a picture of a beauty in a painting.

She cupped her hands and said: "Xiao Yu sees the young master."

Hearing the sound, Zhao Wuling turned around, his handsome face was full of dignity, different from the weak and sick three years ago, the only thing that remained unchanged was that his brown eyes were as calm as ever.

He raised his hand and parted his thin lips slightly: "Young Master Xiao, please sit down."

"Thank you."

Xiao Yu sat down calmly, as if the two were strangers who had only met from Jiangning.

"Young Lord, about the murder case in the back garden, I have told you everything I know."

She said this to tell him that he had nothing to say now, and it was useless to call her.

Sitting opposite her, Zhao Wuling made a cup of tea slowly and methodically, placed it in front of her, wiped his fingers carefully, and then said: "His Royal Highness knows that you are in Jinzhou, Lord Tuoben sends you a greeting."

In an instant, the past flooded in like a flood.

Your Highness.

Li Yingyu.

The memory of the scenes has been blurred, only a piece of blood remains, and the only thing she remembers is his cold and unfamiliar face.

If it wasn't for her father's desperate begging, he would not let her go.

Now that things are going on, she still wants to thank him, thank him for his noble hand, and not let the Dong family die.

Ha ha……

It's just that she lowered her eyes, and the emotions in her eyes were hidden from outsiders.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Xiao is just a commoner, not worthy of His Royal Highness's concern."

She looked up at Zhao Wuling, her eyes were indifferent and calm, like a pool of stagnant water.

Zhao Wuling paused slightly with the hand holding the teacup.

The person in front of him was indeed different, alienated and unfamiliar, and there was no trace of Dong Wanwan.

I don't know if he mentioned Li Yingyu on purpose or not, no matter what it is, Xiao Yu doesn't want to care.

She drank the tea by herself, and the herbal tea flowed down her throat, which made her feel better.

After waiting for a long time, she still didn't see another word, Zhao Wuling raised his eyebrows and waited until the cup of tea was exhausted before talking about serious business.

"Master Chu must have informed that the murderer has not been arrested, so please think about it carefully, Mr. Xiao, is there any missing clue?"

Even the hidden guards couldn't track him down, so one can imagine how powerful that man is.

Xiao Yu thought of his speech and behavior in Dinghelou, he was a difficult thorn in the side.

She pretended to think for a long time, then shook her head and replied: "I have nothing to hide from what I have seen, and I really can't think of anything that I missed."

"Oh?"

Zhao Wuling stared at her injured arm, with a thoughtful expression: "Young Master Xiao said that day, you were not familiar with the deceased, but just happened to meet in the back garden."

"Yes."

Seeing her lie without changing her expression, Zhao Wuling secretly mocked, and said: "I found a dagger at the foot of the deceased, does Mr. Xiao know whose dagger it is?"

Xiao Yu: "I don't know, maybe, it was the murderer."

After listening for a long time, she suddenly realized that Zhao Wuling didn't call her here to ask for clues about the murderer.

He knew she was lying.

She also knew that he knew he was lying.

(End of this chapter)