Peerless Forensic Doctor: Leng Wang's Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 107 Playing a Song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix"

Nonsense, the master is not happy anymore, if they still talk cheerfully and loudly, wouldn't they add more unhappiness to the master?
The young man stood at the door for a long time, holding the tray firmly with one hand, and silently recited "Buddha blesses" in his heart.

Gently knocked on the door of the study with one hand, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, do you want to have dinner now?"

Inside the tray was the dinner that Butler Lin had ordered the kitchenette to reheat twice.

In fact, there is no need for Butler Lin to deliberately order, the small kitchen will do the same.

Because their Royal Highness Yu Wang stayed in the study to deal with things after he had official business. This busy work took almost half a day, and sometimes he was so busy that he even forgot to eat.

If it was normal, the boy must just feel distressed and let it go.

But today in the study room, the candles were not lit, and it was pitch black and gloomy.

The boy couldn't make up his mind.

After the questioning was over, there was a silent silence in the study, and no one answered.

The boy was hesitating whether to ask again, when Xuanyuan Che's voice came from inside the study.

"Send it in."

"Yes."

The boy pushed the door open, walked in cautiously by the moonlight, put the tray on the table, was thinking about lighting candles, when Xuanyuan Che said: "Go and call Steward Lin."

The boy went in response.

Xuanyuan Che pinched the center of his brows wearily, raised his other hand slightly, and the candle that had been extinguished for a long time was suddenly lit.

The darkness in the house was gradually swallowed by the fire, and it returned to the light again.

The door was blown open by the wind, and the cold wind slipped in through the crack, making the candlelight flicker slightly.

Under the candlelight, Xuanyuan Che's expression flickered on and off, making it hard to see clearly, but the deep dark light in his eyes was still in the bright light, making him seem particularly secretive.

When Lao Lin stepped into the study, he saw such a scene.

His heart trembled, he suppressed the feeling in his heart, and hurriedly bent over to salute.

"My lord."

Xuanyuan Che nodded, "Get up."

Standing on the other side of the desk, Lao Lin looked worriedly at the cold man in white clothes.

There was a vague look of exhaustion on his handsome face, and his voice was also a little hoarse.

"I called you here this time because I want you to investigate something."

Upon hearing this, Lao Lin replied, "Yes, but I don't know who to check?"

Xuanyuan Che moved the tray on the table in front of him, opened the lid, and immediately a burst of vegetable aroma invaded the tip of his nose.

Looking again, there was a bowl of rich and fragrant fresh soup in the tray, paired with two refreshing and delicious side dishes, it looked really appetizing.

The slender hands gracefully picked up the spoon, stirred the fresh soup in the porcelain bowl, and did not rush to drink it.

Xuanyuan Che said indifferently: "Song Hui."

Lao Lin felt a "thud" in his heart, and after thinking for a long time, he asked hesitantly: "Well, my lord...then Song Hui is, is he Princess Xiran, uh..."

If he remembered correctly, then Song Hui was the talented musician that Princess Xiran wanted to go back to at the prince's celebration banquet last time, right?

The prince wants someone to investigate his situation, could it be...

Are you jealous? !
With this cognition, Lao Lin's eyes flashed brightly in an instant.

He slapped his chest boldly, and assured him: "My lord, don't worry, I, Lao Lin, will definitely find out the truth for you! I can even find out how many pieces of cloth he wet when he was a child!"

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands excitedly, "My lord, eat quickly, I'll check it out!"

Then he ran away without a trace.

Lao Lin, who was running and laughing, seemed to have fallen into a warm hot spring in the cold winter, his whole body trembling in comfort.

Concubine Mei has a soul in the sky, a soul in the sky!

Their lord finally got the hang of it!

Xuanyuan Che looked at the person who ran away and disappeared, and suddenly felt a little funny in his heart.

He is obviously in his 50s and [-]s, but he looks like an old child all day long, cheerful.

Shaking his head, Xuanyuan Che quietly ate the dinner in front of him.

Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep, Xuanyuan Che has always followed through very well.

People say that a person's quality can be best reflected when eating. When Xuanyuan Che eats, it is extremely elegant.

It seemed that what he ate was not a simple home-cooked dish, but that shameful temperament alone could overwhelm everyone.

Xuanyuan Che was originally a luminous body that attracted everyone's attention.

But at this time, this person who should have calmed down and ate quietly, was feeling very depressed.

Xuanyuan Che frowned and finished his meal.

Thinking of the previous dispute with Yun Xiran in Changning Pavilion, and seeing her protective attitude towards Song Hui, Xuanyuan Che couldn't help but feel angry.

After finally taking a sip of tea, he suppressed the emotion in his heart.

Suddenly, the dark guard Xiao Feng jumped over from the window without making a sound, and knelt respectfully in front of the desk.

"My lord—"

After murmuring in a low voice, Xuanyuan Che's expression became more and more unfathomable.

Yun Xiran felt that she was also very angry.

Ever since Xuanyuan Che left, Yun Xiran had been lying on the bed in a daze, frowning angrily from time to time, pouted her lips aggrieved from time to time, and the expression on her face changed again and again.

Xiao Jiao quietly stood aside and took care of her own business, looked back at her from time to time, and then looked away as if no one else was there.

The authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. This sentence is very reasonable.

When Xuanyuan Che and Yun Xiran were arguing in the room before, Xiao Jiao who had just finished feeding the glutinous rice balls happened to be standing at the door, neither entering nor retreating.

Feeling that Xuanyuan Che didn't intend to drive him away, he stood at the door with his head down, listening quietly.

What the prince said on the surface was good to the Nanxia royal family, but what she, a bystander, heard was true. The secret meaning was clearly that she was afraid that this spy from Xiyue would secretly treat Princess Xiran Do something bad.

After all, things happened time and time again before, from Princess Xiran's elder brother to the prince's brother, the former Crown Prince, they were all people who harbored ill intentions towards Princess Xiran in their hearts.

Several times, he almost lost his life, that's why the prince is extra cautious in these matters.

However, Princess Xiran was provoked by the prince's cold words, and she lost her usual dignity and composure. She had a big quarrel with the prince, and the two broke up unhappy.

Princess Xiran was tossing and turning on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. The prince who was far away in Prince Yu's mansion must be the same at this time, right?

Xiao Jiao sighed quietly.

She really didn't know what to do with these two people.

What a discerning person can see at a glance, this is a fiancé who is jealous and wants his fiancée to throw the man of unknown origin far away.

However, Princess Xiran didn't understand what this meant, and thought that the prince was targeting Song Hui's identity, and the two had a big quarrel.

She has seen Song Hui before. She is not as handsome as the prince in appearance, and not as outstanding in temperament as the prince. The only one who can make a move is probably that talent in music.

Xiao Jiao was also a little surprised and curious.

But looking at Princess Xiran's attitude, it seems that he knows Song Hui?

but--

When did Princess Xiran know people from Xiyue?
Xiao Jiao was puzzled.

Just as she was about to wash her hands and bring the goat milk soup that she told the small kitchen to sit in, so that Yun Xiran could go to sleep early after drinking it, just as she was leaving the door of Changning Pavilion, she happened to come across with a guqin in her arms Song Hui.

"Miss Xiao." Song Hui smiled and nodded at her.

Xiao Jiao bowed back, "Young Master Song, wait a moment, and the maidservant will go inside to report to the princess."

Song Hui's face turned red, and he said with a shy smile, "Okay, please trouble Miss Xiao."

Yun Xiran, who was lying on the bed tossing and turning sullenly, was startled when she heard that Song had returned, and then quickly got up from the bed.

After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand to untie his neatly combed hair, and let all three thousand black hairs unfurl.

"Princess—" Xiao Jiao exclaimed.

Seeing that Yun Xiran took out a silk strip embellished with fine diamonds from the dressing table, combed a refreshing ponytail twice and three times.

After thinking about it, she wrapped the silk strips around her hair from the inside out into a ball, and combed it into a pear blossom head that she liked very much in her previous life.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Yun Xiran nodded in satisfaction, then skipped and skipped to ignore the bored feeling in her heart, and went out to greet her.

When he came out, Song Hui was sitting quietly on the bluestone bench in the small courtyard of Changning Pavilion.

He lowered his eyes, and a shadow was reflected under his eyelashes.

The figure against the moonlight is tall and tall, with long hair dancing behind the night wind.

The slender hands flicked the strings slightly, and a short and pleasant sound flowed out with the movements of the fingertips.

It's really beautiful.

Yun Xiran wanted to lift her feet and walk over, but she seemed to feel strange, so she sat in the corridor in front of the door, resting her head on her hands.

"Do you still remember "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix"?" She asked softly.

She asked if she remembered, not if she would.

Song Hui came to his senses now, and wanted to salute Yun Xiran, but she was not used to Jiang Yu's attitude, so she frowned and waved her hand to signal that she didn't need it.

Song Hui sat down quietly, straightened his back unconsciously, and replied softly, "Yes."

"Play a song, I want to hear it."

Fingers linger on the strings, a melodious song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix"

Yun Xiran stared at the man whose facial expression became softer and more gentle under the moonlight, and this familiar tune resounded in his ears, making his heart ache inexplicably.

Almost being shone by the dazzling light on the warm and jade-like person in the middle of the small courtyard, she shed tears.

In fact, it was very strange. The Jiang Yu she knew before was one of the most perfect elites in the organization. He was proficient in so many mathematical calculations and precision tools, but he was particularly interested in the rhythm of ancient poetry.

Totally a crazy passion.

When they were not together back then, both of them had feelings in their hearts, but the barrier that pierced the relationship between friends still existed.

Jiang Yu took a qin borrowed by the Guqin Club, which seemed to be older than him, and sat on the edge of the flower bed under their dormitory, playing a piece of "Phoenix Begging" by Sima Xiangru who courted Zhuo Wenjun back then. phoenix".

The famous man in the university sits there so affectionately and plays a courtship qin, is he a woman?

It was also from then on that they were together.

(End of this chapter)