Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 317 The Man in Black

Looking up at the opposite man in black clothes and black hat, whose whole body seemed to be wrapped in the night, Qin Su rolled his eyes under the fence.

This girl is the real evildoer, Xue Erlang always called her a "demon concubine" at the beginning, but now that she thinks about it, she is very wronged.

Is there anyone else in this world who can be more demon than this demon monk Li from the Tang Dynasty? !
"I've seen the girl, she's well." The gentle voice, like the mist in spring, softly enveloped people's ears.

Qin Su turned her gaze, looked at the maid named Ah Wu who bowed to the side, and nodded slightly.

Ah Wu straightened up, bowed his head and stood on the spot, his foggy eyes were hidden under the thick eyelashes, and he asked respectfully, "What else do you want, my lord?"

Li Xuandu raised his arm and said a word: "Go."

As soon as the icy string-like voice fell, Ah Wu bowed and silently exited the door.

The two doors of the Class A private room were slowly closed, leaving only Li Xuandu and Qin Su in the room.

Only then did Li Xuandu take off his veil and look at Qin Su.

His expression was a bit dignified, those eyes that were always gray and silent in the past, now looked so deep and deep that no one could see through them at a glance.

Through the dark blue veil, Qin Su frowned slightly.

That wildfire-like feeling came back.

This made her feel uneasy.

Today's appointment was made a long time ago, almost a month has passed since Li Xuandu agreed to those three things, and Qin Su came to hear the news.

However, looking at Li Xuandu's expression at the moment, it doesn't look like everything is going well.

Could something have happened?

Thinking of this, Qin Su's heart has already lifted.

"Is there something wrong?" She asked softly, stepped forward a few steps to Li Xuandu's body, raised her head to look at him, and untied the fence at the same time.

That scene of dark blue gauze fell on the smooth wooden floor in an instant, as if a layer of green glow had piled up on the corner of her skirt, but she had no time to think about it.

"Sit." It was Li Xuandu's usual icy string voice that answered Qin Su.

His expression at the moment was no longer as dignified as before, he stretched out his hand to gesture to the table beside him, then walked over first, and sat on the armchair.

Qin Su really wanted to roll her eyes again.

This person is really strange sometimes, he looks like he has something to say, but in the end he just doesn't say it, which makes people anxious for no reason.

Suppressing her stomach full of slander, Qin Su frowned, hung the fence to the elevated place beside her, and then came to sit beside the case.

Just like last time, the table was filled with exquisite snacks, and the faint and light tea fragrance diffused from the celadon pot with white hibiscus patterns, and could not go out in the room.

This is the aroma of "clear dew".

"Qinglu" is a special autumn tea produced in the Tang Dynasty, and its value is comparable to that of "Qinghao".

Qin Su held the pot, poured a cup of tea for herself, then looked at Li Xuandu, seeing that he didn't seem to have any intention of drinking tea, so she put down the teapot, and picked up the cup to taste it.

Li Xuandu was still not in a hurry to speak, but lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.From Qin Su's point of view, one can see his handsome profile, from forehead to chin, is a relief-like line without any blemish.

The light tea fragrance enters from the tip of the tongue, turning into a faint warmth in the chest and abdomen. When tasting it carefully, the lingering fragrance lingers on the bottom of the tongue, which is endless aftertaste.

Qin Su closed her eyes slightly, feeling the fragrance of the good tea carefully, with a very relaxed expression on her face.

Li Xuandu turned to look at her, and gradually, there was a slight movement in his eyes.

She was clearly just a little girl who hadn't yet reached the age, but all the things she showed were far beyond her age, just like when she tried to kill him under the lonely pine on that moonlit night, even though she knew she was in a weak position, this seemingly young girl But he was still able to calmly make a judgment, and in the end he didn't even die, so he lured him to the Sutra Library to die.

Not letting go of any chance, killing people with such colorful flowers, in his life, he has never met such a person.

He couldn't help smiling, and his eyes became soft and tender.

He likes her way of killing people very much, it is light, cold, practical and unpredictable. Although he doesn't know where the gentry woman raised in the boudoir learned these things, it is undeniable that she is very weird.

As eccentric as he is.

"It's sweltering today, A Su came all the way, are you tired?" Li Xuandu asked, his voice was very gentle.

If Qin Su knew what he was really thinking at the moment, Qin Su's jaw would probably drop from shock.

I am afraid that there is no second person in this world who will have a good impression of a person who tries to kill himself in various ways.

This kind of eccentricity, I am afraid that even Emperor Zhongyuan would have to withdraw from the place of shooting.

Fortunately, Qin Su didn't know Li Xuandu's weird thoughts at all, so her answer seemed to be quite satisfactory: "It's good, I came by car, it's not hot." She took another sip of tea as she spoke.

"Qinglu" is indeed delicious, but there is no such good tea in Baiyun Temple.

"Since A Su is not tired, then, what I'm going to say next, I'm afraid you won't be too uncomfortable after hearing it." The slightly cold voice came, and Qin Su regained his senses a little.

At this time, Li Xuandu returned to his previous indifference, and his voice was quite calm: "After all, Li Shutang's death is not a bad thing."

Qin Su was startled, then raised her head abruptly.

Li Shutang is dead?
Her breathing stopped for an instant, and she could hardly believe her ears.

Li Shutang actually died?
How can this be?

Did she hear wrong?Or, she was dreaming.

Qin Su stared blankly at Li Xuandu, a trace of disbelief flickered in her clear eyes, and asked, "Your lord, you mean Li Shutang, Li Shutang, Zhan Shicheng of the Prince's Mansion... is dead?!"

"Exactly." Li Xuandu said concisely.

Qin Su was terrified, and the teacup in his hand was placed on the table at once.

Li Shutang is really dead! ?

However, this should not be the case.

In the previous life, Li Shutang lived until the 23rd year of Zhongyuan or even longer, Qin Su will never remember this wrong.

But now, Li Shutang is dead.

Even though it was not bad news, Qin Su felt terrified at the moment.

This matter exceeded her expectations.

She frowned and thought, suddenly her eyes lit up, and a thought quickly flashed across her mind.

"Did Li Lang's people do it?" Qin Su asked in a low voice, trying to suppress the eagerness in his tone.

Once Li Shutang died, Qin Su could no longer predict what would happen next.Therefore, she would rather believe that Li Xuandu did it.

However, she was doomed to be disappointed.

"It wasn't my people who killed it." Li Xuandu's voice came over, causing Qin Su's heart to sink to the bottom of the valley instantly.

After saying this, Li Xuandu stared at Qin Su with a trace of awe in his eyes, "It was a group of masked men in black who killed Li Shutang."

(End of this chapter)