Marshal, your vest is off

Chapter 67 Autumn Rain
"The reason is that I am your brother, how could I watch you go so far away for a man?" Cheng Yue said unhappily.

"Is this really the reason?" Cheng Qing looked at him with suspicion. Just now she could clearly see that in addition to being angry, he was also nervous and scared.

My brother is afraid that she will go to Nanzhou. Why?
"If it's not this reason, what other reason is there?" Cheng Yue felt confident this time and said sincerely: "Little sister, brother, this is for your own good. If you chase him to Nanzhou like this, your reputation will be completely ruined. "

Cheng Qing laughed and said: "Brother, don't you think it's a little too naive for you to use this reason to convince me? My reputation now doesn't seem to be very good. There are rumors outside. Do you think I am nothing? Don’t you know?”

"Qing'er." Cheng Yue looked at her blankly, with a lump in his throat, "Don't do this, you still have me."

"I know I still have a brother, so I don't care what the news is outside, as long as my brother doesn't think that way." Cheng Qing looked at him with a smile and his chin.

Cheng Yue walked over, squatted in front of her, touched her face distressedly, and said, "Qing'er, why would my brother look at you like those vulgar people? You are my most beloved sister, except for my father. My only close relative."

Cheng Qing held his hand, wrapped it in his own, put it on his knees, and said sincerely: "Brother, you are also my only close relative besides my father. I don't want anything but that you can live well. "

"Silly girl, what are you talking about?" Cheng Yue was very moved. Because of this, he firmly believed that he must make his sister happy.

……

Bai Xiuyuan, who was five hundred miles away, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly after receiving the news from the Uncut Jade Flying Eagle.

Then he wrote a note, asking him to protect him secretly and to be absolutely careful not to expose his whereabouts.

When it comes to persistence, Bai Xiuyuan can be regarded as one of the best.

Of course he knew what Cheng Qing was thinking. They were both people with strong self-esteem and could not tolerate being looked down upon by someone who understood them well.

But how could he look down on her?
If he had looked down upon her, he would not have been willing to work under her and serve her wholeheartedly.

But since he found out that she was a girl, he couldn't control his heart anymore.

He wanted to protect her, and he didn't want other men to take the opportunity to capture her heart while he was away.

After all, there was no eternal bond between them, and Cheng Qing had just started to have some feelings for him. I'm afraid she didn't even know her feelings yet.

So even if he couldn't help but leave her, he wouldn't let her go easily.

After thinking about it, another black hawk came from Bai Xiuyuan. Since Qing'er doesn't want Puyu to protect her, then he lets Puyu become the messenger. Is that okay?

Bai Xiuyuan specially painted a circle of red on the black eagle's legs so that it would be easier to distinguish.

He wrote a note, rolled it up, and put it into the bamboo tube on Black Eagle's leg.

Just after releasing the black eagle, Cong Yan walked in.

"Sir, the people from Yaowang Valley want to see you."

People from Yaowang Valley?Bai Xiuyuan frowned slightly and suddenly remembered that his master had settled in Yaowang Valley. Could it be that his master had something to tell him?
Bai Xiuyuan frowned and said, "Invite people to the flower hall quickly. I will be there shortly."

"Yes, young master." Cong Yan walked out quickly.

In the flower hall, a pretty and heroic woman was playing with her braids. She had two dimples when she smiled, adding a bit of cuteness to her.

This is what Bai Xiuyuan saw when he walked in.

When the woman saw him, she couldn't help but her eyes lit up and she praised: "As expected, he is the younger brother of the First Young Master Bai Xiuqi. He is just better looking than ordinary people."

"Girl, thank you, please sit down." Bai Xiuyuan nodded, not much happy in his expression.

"Thank you, Mr. Bai. Let's get down to business." The woman sat down, looked at him and said, "My name is Qiu Yu, a disciple of Yaowang Valley. I am here to help Mr. Bai on the orders of the Valley Master and the Sword Master." With that, Qiu Yu took out the sword from her arms.

Cong Yan stepped forward to take it and gave it to Bai Xiuyuan.

Bai Xiuyuan held it in his hand and knew without looking very carefully that this was indeed the sword of his master Qing Zhou.

He put it away carefully and said, "I wonder if my master has any other instructions?"

"He said, don't focus all your attention on the Bai family, and don't be impulsive. Uh... what did you say next?" Qiu Yu suddenly couldn't remember.

Bai Xiuyuan was not in a hurry and waited slowly. He had plenty of time.

"Oh, I remembered." Qiu Yu thought hard for a while, and finally thought of it, and said: "Well, your master said that the old master did not die of illness."

There was a flash of light in Bai Xiuyuan's eyes, he didn't die from illness.

Qiu Yu continued: "Mr. Bai, please be patient, after all, one cannot be resurrected after death."

"Miss Qiu, how are your medical skills?" Bai Xiuyuan asked. This matter was of great importance, and he had to understand the master's intentions.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Qiu Yu's face, but she still answered, "My medical skills are average, but I just want to check a corpse or something and make sure there is nothing wrong."

She finally regained her face, and she blamed that girl Qiuyan, who learned so well in medicine that she overshadowed the rest of the limelight.

It’s so uncomfortable that my achievements are lower than my own.

Bai Xiuyuan pretended not to see the embarrassment on her face and said, "Okay, in that case, I would also like to ask Miss Qiu Yu to go to the mourning hall late at night to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy."

Qiu Yu was a little surprised and asked: "Mr. Bai, are you willing to let me do an autopsy?"

Aren’t families generally resistant to autopsies?How is this going?Did she hear wrongly?

"Miss Qiu will come when the time comes. I will arrange for Miss Qiu to rest," Bai Xiuyuan said.

"Yes." Cong Yan walked up to Qiu Yu, cupped his hands and said, "Miss Qiu, please."

Qiu Yu muttered: "This temper is really similar to Lan'er."

Bai Xiuyuan was suddenly the only one left in the flower hall, and he looked outside with a complicated expression.

Master, do you want me to use my father's body to find out the truth?

But what if it is found out?Will they surrender so easily?

Don't be impulsive.

Bai Xiuyuan closed his eyes, leaned weakly on the back of the chair, and held the beautiful hands on the table tightly.

"Master, I am no longer the person I was five years ago. Why can't you trust me now?"

He opened his eyes, loosened his fingers, and curled up into a cold smile, his eyes without any warmth.

The show is about to begin, but the news you gave me, Master, is the icing on the cake, which is not bad.

(End of this chapter)