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"You...... Say. β
Jiang Yufan's voice was a little hesitant. Whenever Jun Qinglan solemnly talked to him, something bad usually happened. Over time, when he saw her appearance, he couldn't help but shiver.
It's scary.
"I heard that there are many roses in your house, but I don't know if it's blooming now? Can you cut some flowers for me? β
Jiang Yufan muttered her words in his head for a long time, and did not notice anything abnormal. So he looked at her cautiously and said, "And then?" β
"Then, it's time to take your leave."
"Hey, I want some flowers, why didn't you say it earlier."
Jiang Yufan let out a long sigh of relief, and a little pride was added to his eyes: "Now is not the rose flowering period. But we have built a garden for these flowers, and divided them into small rooms. Some of the compartments are sealed, and the craftsmen of the skilled craftsmen have used some strange means to adjust the temperature inside in order to make it easier to grow flowers in different seasons. One of the compartments is dedicated to the cultivation of roses. β
"That's really good, please cut your love."
Jiang Yufan looked at her for a long time: "Just ...... These? β
"Yes." Jun Qinglan nodded and said seriously, "You have helped me a lot." β
Jiang Yufan stopped talking, but he was hesitant in his heart. Everything Jun Qinglan did that he knew must be related to the case, and he came to the Dingguo Mansion in the name of Duan Wangye, just to ask for some flowers? She doesn't look like a person who likes flowers and plants.
"Did you find any important clues?" Jiang Yufan suddenly stopped and looked at Jun Qinglan: "The case of Puning Temple is related to flowers?" Is it a rose? β
"Really?" Jiang Ying immediately came to her senses when she heard him say this, and her whole person seemed to be light, and she couldn't take her eyes off Jun Qinglan: "Brother Jun? Did the murderer actually kill someone with roses? Tell me what's going on! β
Jun Qinglan was speechless, can the imagination of these two people be richer?
"No, it's just because I need roses for something."
"Really?" The two of them almost spoke in unison, staring at Jun Qing's blue eyes flickering, as if they didn't want to believe it.
"Nature is true." Jun Qinglan nodded solemnly: "I promise." β
"Okay, you wait." Jiang Yufan slowly retracted his gaze, with a little disappointment in his eyes.
Soon after, Jun Qinglan returned to Duanwang's Mansion with a basket of roses. On this day, she closed the gate of Qinglu Garden, and Ling Ronghan guarded it, and no one was allowed to let it in. The anxious Rong Xi came to her several times, but was blocked by Rong Han. No one knew what Jun Qinglan was doing, only that the lights in her room were on until almost three watches.
However, before the fourth watch, she rode out of the door alone on the snow, and Rong Han followed not far behind, and saw her go straight to the noon gate. After that, after handing over a package in his hand to Liu Chengfeng, who was waiting for the court outside the noon gate, he returned to Duanwang's mansion again.
This night, she slept until the end of the hour. After getting up, I hurriedly cleaned my hands and face and went to Begonia Garden.
Haitang Garden is no longer locked, Jun Qinglan first went to the small kitchen to take a look at Li Xueyi's meal, and there was no problem with it last time. The cook was boiling medicinal soup with hawthorn and some herbs, and Jun Qinglan looked at it for a while. The color of the soup was a translucent reddish-brown color, with a sweet and sour smell and herbal aromas. In this summer, there is something indescribably refreshing.
"What is this?"
The cook smiled and said, "This is an earthwork in the slave family's hometown, and boiling these things together can cool off the heat and appetize." It's been very boring these days, and the slave family saw that the county lord didn't think about tea and rice, so they cooked this tea, thinking that they would send a bowl to the county lord later. β
"You've got a heart."
"Isn't this what we subordinates are supposed to do?" The cook smiled: "The slave family cooks a lot, and the adults will taste it later." If you like it, you can go back to the Dew Garden. β
"I'm an anxious person who can't wait, so bring a bowl out to me now."
"That's not going to work." The cook shook her head: "This herbal tea has to be cold, add some rock sugar, and add some ice cubes to it to be the most delicious." If you drink it like that, you won't be able to taste it. β
Jun Qinglan nodded: "I see." But....... β
She looked at the steaming herbal tea and said, "Just add rock sugar, don't add ice cubes." The county lord had already lost her appetite, and the cold things would only damage her stomach even more, and eating too much would be useless. β
After that, she took a large bowl of clear flowers with a rich entwined branch lotus pattern, and asked the cook to fill a big bowl. personally held it and sent it to Li Xueyi's room.
Jun Qinglan did not rush in recklessly, she would not forget her identity as a man at the moment. asked Siqin Siqi to go in first to report before entering the house in an orderly manner.
Li Xueyi's boudoir is very large, divided into three suites inside and outside. The outer room was covered with a long-plush wool carpet with a moon orchid edge from the door, leading straight to the inner room. Li Xueyi is not in good health and very weak. Because he was only a 10-year-old child, he heard that he always forgot to put on his shoes when he was in his room, so he would get out of bed and run outside. Li Congyao ordered someone to spread such a carpet in her room for many years, even if she really went to the ground barefoot, she would not be hurt by the cold air on the ground.
In the window, there is a black locust cat worker head case, and in the three-legged lion button entwined flower gilt copper tire cloisonnΓ© enamel smoker, there is curling smoke like mist steaming in the air, sending the fragrance of the room. Jun Qinglan sniffed lightly, and didn't know what incense was smoked in the smoker. It smelled good, but she had never smelled it before. It's probably another PokΓ©mon that Li Congyao collected from somewhere.
She half-lowered her eyes, put the herbal tea she was holding on the pear blossom wood round table in the middle of the room, and said softly: "County Lord, please come out and use some summer tea." β
Li Xueyi's inner room and outer room were hung with a beaded silk curtain with auspicious brocade of spirit beasts, and at this moment, she heard a crisp sound of la-la-la, and the woman came out of the curtain. Jun Qinglan raised her eyebrows and looked, and a woman stood at the table. Wearing a floor-mopping smoke cage plum blossom water skirt, her eyebrows are like cheeks, and her cherry lips are like beads. The fundus of the eyes is clear and clear, and there seem to be tears in the eyes between the eye waves.
Jun Qinglan secretly admired in her heart, and the delicacy of Xizi's heart was probably nothing more than that.
Li Xueyi is now close to Huaxin, but the purity in her eyes does not match her age at all, making her look as weak as a girl in her twenties. This woman is full of gifts from God, but unfortunately, it is ill-fated.
Jun Qinglan sighed secretly in her heart and bowed to her: "County Lord." β
Li Xueyi looked at her for a moment, and her eyes seemed to be a little puzzled and dazed. After a long time, he said, "I know you, you are my second brother's friend." Really? β
Jun Qinglan didn't know how to answer her question. Is she friends with Li Congyao? Of course not! But what is she? The prey that Li Congyao coerced to do things for him? A stranger who cooperates with Li Congyao? None of them seem to be exact.
It's a real headache.
"The county lord, the cook will make herbal tea for you to relieve the heat. Humble to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, you come to taste it to see if it fits the taste. β
For headaches, it's better to ignore them. Jun Qinglan took a bowl to hold herbal tea, but heard the bead curtain rattling again and again. A small figure rushed out of the inner room quickly, and Mama Zhang followed closely behind, screaming and stopping.
"What a good thing, tell me to taste it first."
Jun Qinglan's hand was light, and the bowl in his hand was snatched away. The next moment, I saw the man with a spoonful of herbal tea in the bowl. Swallowed it with a grunt.
"Ingots?" Jun Qinglan frowned slightly. I didn't expect that the person who rushed out of Li Xueyi's boudoir just now would be him.
Although she threw away the copper lock of Haitang Garden, this place is undoubtedly still a forbidden area for Duanwang's Mansion. The people in the house have already developed a subtle habit over the years, and it is impossible to set foot in Haitang Garden for half a step. If there is any accident, there is only the ingots that she brought back to the house yesterday.
But......
Jun Qinglan frowned, the relationship between Yuan Bao and Li Xueyi had long been rumored to be more and more unbearable in Yanjing City. And all this is the result of Yuanbao's deliberate guidance, and he is close to Li Xueyi at this time...... It is inevitable that people will be suspicious.
"Why are you here?" Jun Qinglan reached out and grabbed Yuanbao's collar, twisted his thin body, and looked at him condescendingly: "This is not the place where you should appear!" β
"I'm hungry." Yuan Bao sniffed, looking aggrieved. In the blink of an eye, a thick amount of water vapor came out of the big eyes.
Jun Qinglan frowned and didn't speak, she didn't believe that this was Yuanbao's true words.
"I'm really hungry." Yuan Bao burst into tears and sobbed softly: "But I can't find you, and others won't pay attention to me." The yard is so big, I went to look for you, and I got lost while walking. Fortunately, I met a beautiful fairy sister who not only scrubbed my wounds for me, but also gave me something to eat. β
"You're hurt?" Jun Qinglan raised her eyebrows, looked horizontally and vertically, cunning was written all over the ingot, where was there an injury?
Yuan Bao didn't speak, only popped his hands slightly at her. Jun Qinglan saw that the palms of his two palms were wrapped in silk handkerchiefs. The silk handkerchief is as white as snow, the dust is not clean, where is there a trace of blood? Jun Qinglan reached out and touched the silk handkerchief that was bandaging his palm, and suddenly withdrew his hand.
"Be careful in the future. It's not the same place you're in, and the slightest mistake could cost you your life. And also....... β
She looked at the empty bowl that Yuan Bao had just placed on the table and frowned: "Things don't ......." β
"Your Excellency!"
Jun Qinglan hadn't finished his sentence before he was interrupted coldly. The next moment, I saw Siqi and Siqin rushing in. Siqi took the ingots in his arms and used his body to protect him firmly, while Siqin stood up in front of Jun Qinglan.
"Your Excellency, he's just a poor child. Don't you think it's too much to treat such a child with the same attitude as a prisoner?! β