ps:Happy New Year's Day hoho~ This chapter is rough under the invasion of the sleeping demon.,There may be strange ideas.,I'll wake up tomorrow and change it!

"Ah worry!"

Xie Wei gradually woke up, but before she opened her eyes, she felt that her body was protected by someone in her arms, and the faint smell of grass and trees lingered around her body, which slowly calmed her chaotic mind.

"Brother......" Xie Xie moved, still didn't open his eyes, rubbed into the doctor's arms by feeling, stretched out his hand to wrap around him, deeply breathed in the good smell of grass and trees on his body, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahh Yi Shen only hugged her so quietly, comforted her softly, and only raised his eyebrows when he heard her subtle breathing return to calm.

She has too many nightmares these nights, this girl's mind is already heavier than others, if the night is not peaceful, the weakened body due to taking dansha is only afraid that it will be worse.

In the second half of the night, I fell asleep with the fragrance of medicine, and I had no dreams.

The morning sun shone through the gap in the Hunan bamboo curtain, and Xie Wu turned over, trying to avoid the dazzling sunlight, and his body was stunned, and his forehead hit a soft and fluffy thing.

“…… Confusion? ”

The answer to her was that the animal's wet tongue licked its upper cheeks, relieved a spirit, turned her head to avoid further intimate movements of Yingfu, and quickly turned over and sat up.

With her hind legs propped up under the bed, her forelimbs lying on the edge of the bed, staring at her with a pair of big eyes like flames, her wet tongue hanging like a pointed mouth, looking like a pet dog calling its owner to get up.

Xie Worry couldn't hold back his low smile, and he had to wash his face for a while, and he didn't care about it because of the fact that he was saliva.

After changing his clothes, Yi Shen had already gone to the West Hall, and the bamboo slips he left behind were on the bookcase outside, as well as a bowl of half-cool medicine.

Xie Wei looked at it once, picked up the medicine bowl and made a bitter face.

The dark medicinal soup reflected her tense little face, and her eyes flickered, and there was a fox face with confusion, full of curiosity.

"To drink or not to drink?" Relieved of his worries, he seemed to be asking Yingfu.

After struggling for a while, he twisted his eyebrows, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all, the medicinal soup was calming, the entrance was not too bitter, and a few sips of warm water also diluted the medicinal taste.

After rinsing the medicine bowl, he picked up a spare silk string in his sleeve, wrapped up a little white sand contaminated with a peculiar fragrance that he took from Huiyuan yesterday, and instructed Yingfu Haosheng to guard Huaisha Courtyard and go to Mourning Courtyard to find Jingxuan.

She was still not sure who was the fish that should be in the net, but she could tell Jing Xuan the clues she had discovered, and let him think and decide for himself.

For example, the sleeve of Xuetang's maid was stained with the medicinal soup that should have been given to Shaoji, and the thing that killed the maid was most likely the string used by Shaoji......

In short, she retains her suspicions about Yue Nu.

The mourning courtyard was quiet, and there were two guards standing at the gate of the courtyard, seeing that it was the arrival of relief, they bowed their heads and bowed in greeting, and did not stop them.

Jing Xuan was not in the courtyard, Xie Wei walked all the way into the main hall, and in the elegantly arranged hall, only Huang Yao was lying on the bookcase and writing hard, dressed in smoke-colored Chu clothes, elegant with a calm atmosphere.

"Healing." Huang Yao raised his head, looked at the handsome young doctor in front of him and smiled kindly, "The doctor is worried about finding my master?" ”

"Yes, I don't know where the mound is going?" Xie Wei nodded with a smile, Huang Yao always gave her a feeling of kindness, trust, and dependence.

This kind of literati bearing is different from the romantic passion of Jing Xuan, and it is also different from the mystery and unpredictability of Xiangfu Mausoleum, but it is bright and elegant, which is the style of an out-and-out Confucian gentleman.

Huang Yao thought for a moment, his eyebrows locked slightly, "Last night, Uncle Ji had a post inviting the lord to go to the slanted hall today." ”

The slanted hall is a place for guests, a place for deliberations, and Bo Ji and a concubine are not qualified to step there, let alone "invite" Jing Xuan to go in such a tone.

Therefore, Jing Xuan's face was very ugly, but he was curious about what important things Bo Ji had to tell, so he still went to the slanted hall early.

"So...... The worries are also slanted. Xie Xie lowered his head, his wide sleeves were raised, and he arched his hand towards Huang Yao, "Huang Gong, say goodbye." ”

Huang Yao watched her slender back leave the mourning courtyard, and sighed heavily, as if regretful and worried.

In fact, Jing Xuan has already known seven or eight times out of ten about the secret things in the Shejiang Courtyard, and he has entrusted him with the task of investigating this matter, but it is just a pretense.

That result made Jing Xuan extremely disappointed, he sighed that the women in the backyard were really boring last night, and then he didn't seem to intend to ask, I don't know if such a girl will be like those women.

Although he just didn't mean to say it, Huang Yao felt that he was afraid that he really took this matter to heart, who knows if he would have a whim one day and expose the identity of Xie Wei.

This medical worry is better to leave Jiuzhi as much as possible.

Solve worries all the way to the inclined hall on the bank of Chonghua Rock, just when the morning sun rises, the clear sunlight steam the water vapor flying under the lava rock, and shine with colorful brilliance.

The door of the sloping hall was ajar, and through the cracks in the hidden door, the sound of conversation inside could faintly leak out.

"Concubine...... The concubine is only pregnant for February, and Ah Hui has been in May, and the concubine is afraid that the position of the eldest son will not be obtained, so it ...... Therefore, the wrong servant was sent to pour the fetal tea and drink it with Ah Hui...... "This voice is cowardly and cowardly, three times in one fell swoop, and the plausible Chu language is not very fluent, presumably it should be Bo Ji who speaks.

Xie worried, is it really Boji? Is the initiator of this qiē really Bo Ji? But there was no clue that pointed to her.

Inside, Jing Xuan seemed to sneer, "However, the violent death is the maid of Xuetang, isn't it Yan Yao and Ji conspiring?" ”

Bo Ji and Yan Yao conspired together for their own interests, and then found out that the maid's sleeves were stained with medicinal soup and her actions were exposed, so they killed her, which seems to make sense.

“…… Tsukasa, this matter was done by the concubine...... It has nothing to do with Yan Yao...... "Bo Ji's weak voice trembled, and it lowered more and more.

"Unrelated?" Jing Xuan's voice sank and he gritted his teeth.

"Yes...... It has nothing to do with Yan Yao...... "Bo Ji buried her head, bit her lip tightly, pulled the belt of her clothes with one hand, and continued with shaking her lips, "The concubine borrowed the maid of Xuetang and taught her to look at Ah Hui's decoction medicine for her concubine...... Just because I heard that Ah Hui drank the medicine, I couldn't see the light......"

"The concubine only wants Ah Hui to have a miscarriage, I don't know ...... I don't know ......" The more Bo Ji spoke, the more at a loss, she knelt down in front of Jing Xuan, mourning her relatives, and her low voice was almost like muttering to herself, "Concubine Nian is still pregnant...... Please ......"

Xie Wei heard the sound of something collapsing inside, drowning out the second half of Berge's words.

Then, there was a sword roar, accompanied by Boji's crying voice, "The concubine is still pregnant...... Begging for all his life, leaving the son in the womb......"

Xie Wei was stunned for a moment, understood what was going on inside, and hurriedly pushed the door in.

Bo Ji half-knelt on the ground, pulling Jing Xuan's sleeves with both hands, trembling in the sword light pointed at her.

Hearing that someone had entered the sloping hall, Jing Xuan looked at the person coldly, and when he saw that it was to relieve his worries, he snorted coldly, threw his sword on the ground, and turned around to leave.

Bo Ji was stunned for a moment, staggered up and chased after him, "Tsukasa ......"

"Get out!" Jing Xuan pushed her away fiercely.

Behind Becky was the open pane, and the wall on the side of the slanted hall was already tilted, and Becky didn't know the severity of her retreat, but she actually flipped out of the window.

Xie Wu watched her disappear outside the window in green, and Boji's frightened screams echoed in her ears, and for a long time, she heard a dull sound.

Then, all she could hear was the sound of running water outside the house, and her own pounding heartbeat.