Chapter 25: The Assassin's Confession
"What happened to us before?" It seems that I'm not exactly Shenglan yet, and the gossip nature has come out again.
Zhou Sinian's brows furrowed, and his face was full of pain. I was frightened and hurriedly asked, "Where are you uncomfortable?" β
Zhou Sinian shook his head tiredly: "I don't want to think about the past, let's not mention it, okay?" β
He narrowed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and his thin lips trembled slightly.
His appearance made me feel so distressed that I hurriedly took him into my arms and patted him on the back. He fell asleep like this, pillowed on my arm, his brows stretched, and his mouth slightly pursed, like a baby snuggling up to his mother.
"City Lord," Zhou Nan's voice came from outside the door, Zhou Sinian woke up and replied lazily: "Say." β
"The Assassin has confessed." Zhou Nan said. Zhou Sinian said: "Wait. He put on his clothes and walked out.
My heart moved, and the way the Assassin looked at me made me think that he was no ordinary Assassin. I can't help but feel a little sad in my heart, and I don't know how much suffering this person has suffered, and he can't even take his life when he is caught, but now he is recruited so quickly.
After a while, Zhou Sinian came in and said to me, "You go back to the house to rest today," and then said with a smile in a mocking tone: "In two days, I will take you to see the Du Xiaohou who you find particularly interesting." β
I almost forgot about it, and now that he brought it up again, I said happily: "Okay, Brother Nian, you have to sue me when the time comes, I don't remember who they are." β
Zhou Sinian nodded, his eyes fell on the wooden bowl I got back last night, and there was still an apricot left in the wooden bowl.
"When did you go to the apricot grove?" He asked.
"Last night."
"Did you run into Xinglin Weng?"
I nodded, smiled and said, "He said you're a great person." β
Zhou Sinian grinned: "When others say I'm a good person, you believe it, but when I say I'm a good person, you don't believe it." β
"You are a good person, you don't need to be said by others or praised yourself, it's all." I joked.
Zhou Sinian laughed, and it seemed that Zhou Sinian had regained the light and breezy Zhou Sinian.
After breakfast, before going home, he thought that he should send the wooden bowl back to Xing Lin Weng, but Qing Yang didn't know what to do.
I had to pack a few delicate snacks in my food box, put the wooden bowl in it, and went to the apricot grove.
During the day, I looked at the place I walked through last night, it was another scene, the stone steps and paths meander down, the right side of the road is a variety of lush trees, there are pine trees, and bamboo forests, and some I don't know, they should all be inherent in this mountain, and on the left is the small hill where the hot spring pool is located, and the grass on the hill is blooming with various small flowers of various colors, which is also natural.
When I turned around, I arrived at the back of the hot spring pool I visited yesterday, and further on, there was an apricot grove, and I could already smell the sweet fragrance of apricots.
As soon as he walked to the edge of the apricot forest, Zhou Nan flashed out of nowhere and arched his hand: "Madam, please stop, don't go forward." β
Zhou Nan is a young man with a thin face, a high nose and deep eyes, and slightly blue pupils, and he was an orphan adopted by Zhou Sinian in his early years.
As soon as I saw him, I happily asked, "Is Brother Nian in there?" β
Zhou Nan said: "Yes, the city lord is inside, and he said that no one is allowed to enter." β
I wonder why Zhou Sinian went to visit an old man who watched the fruit forest, and he was so mysterious.
"Then you can send something in for me!" I handed the food box in my hand to Zhou Nan, and asked with concern: "That assassin this morning, is he here to assassinate Brother Nian?" β
Zhou Nan smiled and said, "Madam, don't worry, this kind of little thief can't get close to the city lord at all." β
I slowly paced back to my accommodation, and Qing Yang hadn't come back yet, and I couldn't help but wonder.
When I walked under the porch and looked down, I felt as if something was wrong. There was still grass and slate underground, but the grass seemed to be missing something.
Squatted down to look closely, thought about it carefully, and finally understood that something was wrong.
When I looked at it this morning, the grass was the same as the grass on the hills, with a small white flower, and now, the flower was gone.
Because the flowers are under the shade of blades of grass, you can't see the little flowers unless you look closely. But looking at the grass, there was no trace of broken branches. It's like this flower never grows.
I was annoyed that the assassin clearly wanted to tell me where the things he was going to pass on, but I didn't look closely, and now it seems that someone else has taken them.
I stood up and walked back to my room, where there were so many pairs of eyes staring, and I was really scared to think about it.
That assassin didn't come to assassinate Zhou Sinian, he came to me to deliver a message. Who is he? What message? He recruited, what Cheng dΓΉ recruited?
While thinking about it, Qingyang came back.
Qingyang is also strange, he used to follow me every day, but he couldn't leave, but now, he has been away for so long.
Could it be that the flowers under the porch were taken by her? Could it be that the Assassins had come for her? I immediately dismissed the idea, and the Assassin could escape as long as she pretended not to wake up and didn't shout.
"Where have you been?" I asked, "Let me wait for you for a long time." β
Qing Yang apologized and said: "Someone from the family came just now, I went to see him, I didn't have time to return to Mrs. Ming, and asked Mrs. for forgiveness." β
"Who's in your house?"
Qing Yang actually had a slight twist and said, "At home, my cousin at home is here." β
When I looked at her again, I saw that her face was red, and the collar of her inner shirt was not buttoned properly, and I understood a little. smiled: "I can't see it, you're quite amorous, are you a cousin, or a love brother?" β
Qing Yang blushed, knelt on the ground, and said, "Madam, don't laugh, where would a slave do such a thing." β
I said, "Well, just have someone bring your cousin in and ask him, the assassin who didn't want to die this morning has been recruited." β
Qingyang kept kowtowing and begged: "Please be kind to Madame, my cousin and I have been good since we were children, but we can't do it for our own reasons." As he spoke, he began to weep in a low voice.
I couldn't help but feel sorry for my heart, and said softly: "I don't blame you and my cousin, I just don't like you to lie to me." β
Qing Yang heard this, and hurriedly said, "It's all Qing Yang who is confused." β
I said, "Get up, you usually accompany me, what have you told me, can I still take care of you?" Between us, we shouldn't be separated by these students. β
Qing Yang stood up in shame and said, "It's not that Qing Yang doesn't say it, but I really feel that I am afraid of staining my wife's ears." β
"Where am I so delicate?" I laughed at myself, "That is, I can't carry it on my shoulders or carry it in my hands, so it's useless." β
Qing Yang said: "Madame just hasn't recovered her body, in the past, Madame's polo was played, that's called a good one, the city lord can't beat it." β