Situ Jing raised his face, but the hat of the cloak was too big, and others still couldn't see his face clearly: "You want to go back?"

Bai Yan said: "It's too cold at night. ”

Situ Jing slowly stood up, and the diners who were eating mutton hot pot at the other table next to him couldn't help but glance at him, and then quickly withdrew their gaze. I don't know why, everyone looks at the moment of the past, and there is a little fear in their hearts, and the feeling of fear is like a cold poisonous snake, it slowly swims by, and then suddenly raises its head and spits out red letters at you!

Situ Jing asked, "Don't you want to go to Jingfu to have a look?"

"What are you looking at?" Bai Yan asked rhetorically, his tone was very flat, and he seemed a little indifferent.

No one could see through his mind, Situ Jing was silent for a moment, took a step forward from the table, and then seemed to remember something, and let out a low weird laugh: "Interesting!"

Bai Yan ignored him, fastened his cloak, and turned and walked into the night.

"The government can't find the murderer, and there is no need to wait for the people of the king of Zhennan to come to Chang'an, and the Jingfu will confess her. ”

Bai Yan had already walked away, and Situ Jing did not follow, but his voice was like a shadow, and he came from behind slowly: "The murderer is in Changxiang Palace." ”

……

Bai Yan walked alone in Chang'an City after nightfall, I don't know when, the sky suddenly snowflakes, but in a moment, the road surface was all white, and a line of shallow footprints slowly left behind him.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, the streets were empty, the shops on both sides were closed, and there were only a few scattered starlights in the night sky, which appeared and disappeared at any moment.

He stopped, raised his face, and looked at the sudden snowfall.

The streets, eaves, and terraces were all dyed white little by little, like a silent feast.

The snowflakes fell on his face, and soon melted, the cold feeling made his thoughts extremely clear, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, and a shallow smile appeared on his handsome face, that smile was like an epiphany blooming in the night, extremely quiet, and extremely amazing.

A horse-drawn carriage came from the snowy night, its wheels clacking against the snowy pavement.

After a while, the carriage stopped beside him, and the door opened a crack, and from inside came a voice that was colder and softer than this snowflake: "Incense envoy, please get on the car." ”

Bai Yan smiled and walked over, and the car door opened.

The beautiful and mysterious woman, who came slowly with a warm light, and the undoubted invitation became the most attractive place in this snowy night.

Bai Yan couldn't refuse, and after getting into the car, An Lan gestured to his side: "Sit down." ”

Bai Yan untied his cloak, moved the charcoal cage in the carriage to her, and then sat down beside her: "How did Mr. An know that I was here?"

An Lan lowered her face slightly, and her voice was a little cowardly: "I happened to see it when I passed by." ”

Bai Yan glanced at her and found that her face seemed to be a little bad, her already very fair face was almost bloodless at this time, her brows were slightly frowned, and her eyelids drooped slightly, so the two thick eyelashes blocked the look in her eyes.

Bai Yan asked, "Sir is not feeling well?"

"Nope. An Lan raised her face, "Is Situ Jing embarrassed by you?"

"Nope. Bai Yan shook his head and asked again, "But Jingfu and his party are not going well?"

"It's not. An Lan looked at the charcoal cage for a moment, then turned her face to look at him.

At this time, the two were sitting next to each other, and as soon as she turned her head, the two of them looked closer, and the candlelight in the car was very bright, and he could almost see the thin blood vessels under her skin.

An Lan lowered her eyes, looked at the hand under his cloak, and reached out to hold it.

Bai Yan paused, but did not refuse.

She pressed her palm against his palm: "Your hands are so cold, you have been standing outside for a long time?"

Her hand was much smaller than his, white and soft, and he couldn't help but shake it gently: "It didn't take long." ”

An Lan interlocked her fingers with him: "What are you thinking when you stand in the snowy night?"

Bai Yan pondered for a while and smiled lightly: "I didn't think about anything, I just felt that the moment was very quiet, and the snowflakes fell on my face, and I felt unexpectedly good." ”

She clinged to his palm, and after a long time, she said, "What did Situ Jing tell you?"

Bai Yan said: "The murderer is in the Changxiang Palace. ”

An Lan let go of his hand, turned over his palm, looked at the lines of his palm and asked, "Do you believe it?"

Bai Yan was at her mercy: "Half and half." ”

An Lan lightly traced his palm prints: "Half and half?"

Bai Yan felt that his palm was a little itchy, and he paused before saying: "The murderer is in the Changxiang Palace, not necessarily the people of the Changxiang Palace; ”

There is a mystery in Situ Jing's words.

"Is it......" An Lan didn't seem to care, her fingers were still tracing lightly on his palm, and her index finger followed his lifeline all the way to his wrist, without stopping.

As soon as Bai Yan turned his hand, he took her hand and stopped her flirtatious movements, but his tone was a little softer than just now: "What about Mr. An, what did you see in Jingfu?"

"Didn't see anything. An Lan raised her face and smiled at him. She is used to being indifferent, and at this time, this smile is like ice and snow melting, and there is charm between the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and she is so close that there is an indescribable attraction.

Bai Yan looked at her in silence.

An Lan said in a low voice: "Incense Envoy, you hurt me." ”

Bai Yan lowered her eyes and slowly let go of her hand: "Didn't see anything?"

"It's true that I didn't see anything particularly noteworthy, but there were some things that I didn't see with my eyes. An Lan rolled up her cuffs, revealing a small slender and white wrist, and rubbed it gently, "Xing Situ Jing is right, the murderer is in the Changxiang Palace." ”

Bai Yan looked at her wrist, which was whiter than snow: "What did you find?"

"Traces of the great incense master's visit. An Lan lowered her sleeves and said softly, "It's a small piece of fragmented incense, and the fragrance seems to have been torn apart, and it stays there." ”

"What kind of fragrance is it?"

"It's just a small piece of incense, and it's broken so badly, and it's been a few days, and I can't tell what kind of fragrance it is, but, I guess...... It should be a murderous incense. ”

Bai Yan pondered for a while, and then asked, "Can you see which Great Incense Master it is?"

An Lan shook her head and closed her eyes: "If the Great Incense Master deliberately conceals his identity, it will be difficult to find him from such a fragmentary incense realm." ”

"How long will it take for that incense to disappear?"

An Lan thought for a while: "At least a month." ”

In a month's time, the government will not check anything more, and it will definitely send someone to invite the great incense master. The identity of the county lord of Yuyao is too sensitive, and his death is so bizarre, I am afraid that it will not take a few days for the people of the official mansion to go to the Changxiang Palace.

She could see that the rest of the Great Incense Masters were naturally also capable.

So, who will be the murderer?

Is it really a great incense master?

Who was the Great Incense Master who had been to Jingfu before, and what was it that tore the Great Incense Master's incense into pieces?