deadly mantra

Chapter 92 The initial decision of love
Shui Qingchen raised his eyes, met Feng Xiaoyao's hurt eyes, and said warmly:

"Before I went, I only knew that there was such a murder case. After I went, that kind of death was easier for them."

Ji Fanyin's heart skipped a beat.

What does he mean?
What did he find?
Or have you already doubted yourself?
As soon as this idea came up, Ji Fanyin rejected it.

No, if he knew, he would never be as calm as he is now.

But why did he set fire to the Yongchang Escort Agency?

The same understatement made Feng Xiaoyao feel like a bolt from the blue.

From the first time he saw Shui Qingchen, he was impressed by Shui Qingchen's aura of righteousness. After getting along with him later, Shui Qingchen's calmness and calmness made him admire him even more.

Today, when he saw the pile of corpses, he subconsciously called out the words Brother Qingchen.

It turned out that unknowingly, he had developed feelings of dependence on Shui Qingchen.

It seemed that if something big happened, as long as Shui Qingchen was around, there would be nothing to worry about.

The person he trusted so much carelessly ignored a murder case.

The great righteousness in Feng Xiaoyao's heart could not allow him to ignore it or turn a blind eye.

But, for some reason, he is more willing to believe in the decisions of people he trusts than to believe in his own judgment.

After all, denying Shui Qingchen means denying his own trust.

The wavering and struggle in Feng Xiaoyao's eyes slowly dispersed like dark clouds, revealing a firm gaze.

Looking directly into Shui Qingchen's eyes, he asked in a serious tone:

"Although I can't understand your behavior, Brother Qingchen, I want to believe in your decision. But at least tell me, is it right to let the murderer go free? Can you be sure that she will not continue to harm others? people?"

Shui Qingchen was a little moved by Feng Xiaoyao's trust, and he answered seriously:
"At least this time, I chose not to pursue it."

"What about next time? If she continues to commit crimes, what will you do? Also turn a blind eye?"

Ji Fanyin looked at Feng Xiaoyao and then at Shui Qingchen.

Hey Hey hey!
Did they ever ask her what she meant?

Hearing the sound, Shui Qingchen's dark pupils condensed slightly and said:

"It is the chief's duty to bring the murderer to justice."

Feng Xiaoyao's disappointed eyes dimmed.

I heard him say again:
"But, if one day, let me know that she has done something that touches the morality in my heart, I won't mind doing justice for God."

Feng Xiaoyao's eyes flickered in surprise and became bright.

On the side, Ji Fanyin's smile quickly disappeared from the corner of her mouth, and a cold chill, mixed with an invisible sense of oppression, slowly hit her heart.

She lowered her head, hiding the emotions in her eyes with darkness.

After a while, the corner of her right lip slowly rose, revealing a hint of frivolity.

Things get more interesting.

She suddenly wanted to know if, with Shui Qingchen's alertness and wisdom, she could detect it, and when she would notice it, she started the bet.

Bao Jingtong's death is like a stone falling into the sea without causing any waves.

In the streets and alleys, everyone's conversation concerns one person - Ji Wenli.

His birthday banquet was unprecedentedly grand, and the congratulatory gifts from the palace were transported to the Ji Mansion in batches, as if to deliberately tell everyone that the number of favors in the No. [-] Noble Mansion was only increasing.

No one or anything can hinder the holding of this birthday banquet.

Ji Fanyin stayed in Liushuang Pavilion and rarely went out to have fun.

Until the day of the birthday banquet.

Early in the morning, Ji Fanyin couldn't wait to get out of bed.

She rummaged through the closet and saw a moon-white dress.

There are several white lotuses embroidered on the cuffs of the clothes, which look very elegant and noble against the little bit of blue.

She hummed a tune happily, walked behind the screen, and put on her long skirt.

Thump thump thump - the sound of going downstairs can't conceal the joy.

She jumped down the steps like a rabbit.

At this time, Shui Qingchen opened the door and walked out of it.

The two people's eyes met unexpectedly, and they were both stunned.

The toga that the ghost slave prepared was originally a luxurious crimson robe. After Shui Qingchen was dressed neatly, he stood in front of the bronze mirror and took a look. He took it off directly and changed into a low-key moon white toga.

Unexpectedly, she also chose a moon-white dress tacitly.

The two of them were stunned, and Feng Xiaoyao walked out with a sword bag on his back, wearing a conspicuous scarlet color.

Ji Fanyin and Shui Qingchen laughed at the same time.

Feng Xiaoyao really showed off all his thoughts.

"Laugh, what are you laughing at! I've never seen a handsome young man!" Feng Xiaoyao shouted anxiously with a guilty conscience.

Ji Fanyin walked over from the staircase, patted Feng Xiaoyao on the chest, and said with a smile:

"Please, your love is written all over your face. Are you afraid that others won't know who you are attracted to?"

Feng Xiaoyao's cheeks suddenly turned red and she stammered as she walked toward the door:

"Damn girl! What the hell are you talking about! I don't understand what you are talking about!"

Ji Fanyin couldn't help but shook her head, raised her feet, and walked towards the door.

Shui Qingchen followed up tacitly.

The two walked out of the house side by side.

Feng Xiaoyao stood at the gate and urged anxiously:
"Hurry up! Don't wait any longer. Don't let her... they wait impatiently."

Ji Fanyin curled his lips, looked sideways at Shui Qingchen, and asked casually:
"When did this happen?"

The smile on Shui Qingchen's lips deepened:
"It must have been at the beginning."

Ji Fanyin said "Oh~" clearly and said with a smile:

"Concubine Luo Zi, not bad. It's worth Feng Benben's heart."

Hearing the sound, Shui Qingchen looked sideways at her and asked:
"This word..."

"how?"

Feng Xiaoyao stood at the gate and waved to the two of them, and walked forward impatiently.

Today is Ji Wenli’s birthday.

Considering that guests would gather at the entrance of Ji Mansion and there would be no place to park the carriage, the three of them decided to set off early and walk all the way there.

Feng Xiaoyao jogged forward for a while, then turned back, urged a few times, continued forward, stopped again, and looked back.

His anxious look was funny, but also a little sweet.

Shui Qingchen and Ji Fanyin looked at each other, exchanged glances, and smiled at the same time.

On the street, people were coming and going, noisy and noisy.

Ji Fanyin walked beside Shui Qingchen, but her thoughts were not here.

"Don't you think highly of them?" The voice coming from beside him was gentle and pleasant.

Ji Fanyin paused his calculations and raised his eyes to look at Shui Qingchen.

He looked forward, looking at Feng Xiaoyao in the crowd, with a warm smile on his handsome face.

Ji Fanyin raised her hand and touched her pretty nose. Her watery eyes flickered.

"actually……"

She paused, not wanting to ruin Shui Qingchen's good mood. She considered her words and expressed them tactfully:
"It's good for them to give it a try. Without a start, no one can be sure. The result will definitely be bad."

Shui Qingchen's deep black eyes moved slightly, and smiled at her answer:
"When did you learn to be perfunctory in front of me?"

(End of this chapter)