Cure the cold-faced general by solving crimes

Chapter 97 Thank you

After a while of burning incense, Aunt Zhao prepared hot water. Jiang Xihe took off her clothes and huddled in the bathtub. After applying the soap locust on her body and hair, she felt that the unpleasant corpse smell could no longer be smelled.

The heat hit her face, so she picked up a handful of water and soaked her cheeks.

Pei Zhizhao's bathtub was much larger than hers. Jiang Xihe could sit in it and half-extend her legs. There were cries outside the window from time to time, and Jiang Xihe closed her eyes comfortably.

Immersed in the hot water, Jiang Xihe recalled the scenes of today's autopsy and silently thought about how to write a lawsuit when he returned home.

It has been determined that He Anmei died of poisoning, and Liu Wansheng is absolutely suspected.

Jiang Xihe recalled Liu Wansheng's performance in court yesterday and said that it was completely justified to say that he had a guilty conscience. Faced with Zhu Ganghu's beating, Liu Wansheng actually did not resist with all his strength.

Doesn't this mean there's something wrong with him?

Regardless of the relationship between He Anmei and Liu Wansheng, He Anmei was killed and burned, and Liu Wansheng can be said to have no humanity.

Jiang Xihe opened his eyes in anger. Thinking of He Anmei's charcoal-like body in the morgue, Jiang Xihe felt chilled.

According to He Anhua, He Anmei was a well-educated and gentle girl when she was not married. However, after more than ten years of marriage, she ended up being killed.

What exactly does marriage bring to her?

Jiang Xihe sighed, thinking of Liu Tang, Aunt Zhao, and herself. Everyone started out because of love, met different people, had different results, and then embarked on different destinies.

But who doesn’t want to meet a loved one?

When you first meet, how do you confirm whether the other person is a good person?

Jiang Xihe was very confused.

Immersed in his thoughts, Jiang Xihe heard a slight knock on the window, "Xiaohe, dinner is ready, how long do you have to wash it?"

It was Pei Zhizhao's voice. Jiang Xihe agreed and was reluctant to leave the barrel, "It's almost ready. Sir, go get busy first. I want to stay a little longer."

She heard Pei Zhizhao's laughter, "Don't worry, the food is warming in the kitchen. I have nothing to do, so I will stay with you under the window."

Jiang Xihe was both embarrassed and embarrassed, "No, no, no, sir, go get busy. I'm nervous while you are here."

Pei Zhizhao's smile grew wider, "What are you afraid of?"

What else can you be afraid of? Not only that she was sitting in the bathtub without anything on, but there was only a window between Pei Zhizhao and her. Just thinking about this distance made Jiang Xihe's heart tremble.

She could feel how passionate Pei Zhizhao's kisses were every time.

She also knew that their marriage was officially recognized. Jiang Xihe did not object to physical contact with Pei Zhizhao, and occasionally looked forward to it. But when the moment came, she was nervous and did not want to go beyond that step with Pei Zhizhao before getting married.

"Sir, thank you for preparing these clothes." Since Pei Zhizhao refused to leave, Jiang Xihe had to change the subject, "How did you remember to prepare these things?"

Pei Zhizhao seemed to be standing by the window, and his voice was not real. "Have you forgotten that you lived in the West Courtyard for a while? When you moved away, I thought that maybe one day you would come back. It's always good to be more prepared."

Jiang Xihe recalled the past and found that she had only been away from the West Courtyard for more than a month. When she came back, she and Pei Zhizhao were already engaged.

"Sir, thank you." Jiang Xihe felt very sweet.

Pei Zhizhao's voice was very soft, "I just want to spend more time with you. You are here..." Pei Zhizhao raised his head and looked up at the starry sky. The stars were already lighting up the night sky. He wanted to say that only then could he feel safe and have a home. a feeling of.

"How is it?" Jiang Xihe stopped flirting and looked forward to what Pei Zhizhao would say.

"You are here so that I can continue to investigate the case." Jiang Xihe said happily, "That's good, sir, you can't do without me anymore. Zuo, lawyer, please tell me, sir, what else can the Yamen do without me? ?”

"Yes, you will always be by my side, and I will never leave you." Pei Zhizhao expressed his feelings, and Jiang Xihe was steaming in the bathtub.

Finally, after washing, Jiang Xihe picked up the clothes placed next to the barrel. The small clothes were his own. Pei Zhizhao prepared a middle coat and a light pink embroidered skirt of Beihua silk gauze, a double-ring and four-in-one Ruyi belt, and an embroidered skirt upper body. Outlining her graceful waist, Jiang Xihe blushed slightly, she could imagine the way Pei Zhizhao looked at her.

After twisting his hair with a cloth, Jiang Xihe slowly opened the door.

Pei Zhizhao stood next to the pine and bamboo trees under the moon, wearing a black and blue brocade robe with a pair of birds and auspicious characters. His hair was as black as clouds and his eyes were as bright as stars. He stretched out his hand to Jiang Xihe.

"Have you been waiting for a long time, sir?"

Jiang Xihe's cheeks were flushed with red clouds, and he still had the fragrance after bathing. The fragrance seemed to be tugging at Pei Zhizhao's heartstrings. He held Jiang Xihe's little hand tightly, "I will always wait for you, where you can see me." "

Jiang Xihe lowered his eyes and smiled, "I will confront you in the court in a few days. I just ask that you don't care about your feelings at that time, okay?"

Pei Zhizhao laughed.

The two people held hands and walked through the corridor. The night was quiet, except for the moonlight and the occasional chirping of insects in the grass.

Jiang Xihe's smile was hidden in the moonlight. Pei Zhizhao couldn't see it clearly, but he could feel her joyful mood, "Why are you so happy?"

Jiang Xihe took his arm and leaned against him, "I feel like there is someone by my side, and I am not afraid even if I walk at night. There are adults in this world besides my brother. I can't explain this feeling clearly."

Why not Pei Zhizhao?

He would still wake up from nightmares, sweating and crying, but he knew that he still had her, and there was someone in this world that he cared about.

"My lord, are you happy?"

"Ok!"

Jiang Xihe remembered that when she was at Tongfu Tea House and heard that many girls of the right age in Ping'an County wanted to marry Pei Zhizhao, she almost burst out laughing.

The ten-thousand-year-old iceberg has melted now. Not only can he laugh, but he is also willing to trust and love others. Jiang Xihe raised his head and looked up at the stars. The night was so beautiful.

Aunt Zhao prepared hot noodle soup, shredded potatoes, and dried tofu shreds for dinner. When Jiang Xihe was setting the chopsticks, Pei Zhizhao noticed that her back was wet. It seemed that she had not yet wrung out her hair, so he rushed out to see her.

"Come, sit here." Pei Zhizhao took out a soft handkerchief and ordered Jiang Xihe to sit on the low stool in front of him.

Jiang Xihe was confused, Pei Zhizhao had already untied the hair rope that fixed her hair.

"Sir, I can do it myself."

Pei Zhizhao held her shoulders and said, "It's a cool night in autumn, and I don't want you to be sick and delay your appointment."

This reason was sufficient. Jiang Xihe stopped struggling and accepted Pei Zhizhao's care obediently.

Her hair was light and smooth. Pei Zhizhao ran his big hands through the soft handkerchief and quickly dried his hair. There was no comb here, so Pei Zhizhao used his big hands to wrap a hair bag for Jiang Xihe, and took out another one from somewhere. The pearl hairpin is inserted diagonally into the bun.

Jiang Xihe looked at himself in the bronze mirror. He had a fair, almond-shaped face, a slight blush on both cheeks, delicate lips, and a pair of talking phoenix eyes under his eyebrows. His long eyelashes flickered. He looked carefully. That's why I feel pity for you.

Behind her, Pei Zhizhao has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, clear and bright, with a straight jaw and tight lips. People who don't know only say that he is cold and unapproachable. Only Jiang Xihe knows how warm and affectionate he is.

(End of this chapter)