Chapter 10: The Death of the Craftsman (1)

He believed in his own judgment and wanted to grasp the only light in those dark days. Giving up his innate pride, with a gesture that borders on longing and pleading. Looking forward to it, praying.

Song Yiyao couldn't respond to his too hot feelings, and he couldn't confess, so he could only avoid his gaze and find his previous reason:

"I said it in the filial piety period,"

Shen Yuecheng's eyes were red with anger, and he pleaded in a low tone:

"Your father, I found out who it is, Chen Shukang of the Jianghuai Chen family, he is alive and well! Although your mother is traveling, she sends letters every month, and where do you come from? No more excuses! Good no good! Tsubasa Haruka! ”

Unexpectedly, Shen Yuecheng could find out who his father was, Song Yiyao was stunned for a moment, and simply said:

"You know I'm making excuses, so you should understand why I'm making excuses. Lord Shen, stop deceiving yourself. I really don't like you. You don't like my feelings either. Think about it. I have something you can love. ”

"You're good-looking, you're good to me. Whether you're laughing, crying, or angry, it's the way I like it. You saved me. Pulled me out of the darkness. I like you, and it has nothing to do with gratitude, why don't you just refuse to believe that I like you? ”

"Lord Shen, thank you for liking, but I don't like you."

The shade of the trees moved with the wind, as if it were particularly pleasant.

Shen Yuecheng refused to accept this reality, like an ostrich burrowing into the sand, trying to find a reason for all this.

"Then what do you like Li Jin? Li Jin, in addition to being better at learning, what can compare to me in terms of family background? Because he's coming back, you're shaken? ”

How did it come to Li Jin again, Song Yiyao frowned, obviously unhappy:

"Li Jin is my student, please show more respect to him!"

"If it's not because of Li Jin, who else can it be?"

Shen Yuecheng, who was no longer sober, had another figure in his mind.

Marquis Mingyuan, it must be him, only Marquis Mingyuan has been so close to Song Yiyao recently!

Another Li Jin popped up? Has the folk customs been so open now? Lord Shen is really thick-skinned, alas, since ancient times, he has been asking for it but not being able to do it, and it is the most bitter!

Tang Jingruo, who was sitting on a high branch, watched the play very happily. While looking at it, I couldn't help but gloat in my heart.

Until, as he spoke, Shen Yuecheng suddenly grabbed Song Yiyao's hand.

Song Yiyao struggled to shake it off, his autumn-like eyes flashed with displeasure, and when he was about to make a move, a cold voice came:

"Lord Shen, I see that Lord Song has no intention of you, and I hope you don't entangle!"

The sudden sound startled the two men.

Tang Jingruo simply jumped off the tree, her white robe was flipped in the wind, her black hair was also flying in the wind, and a figure fell in front of Song Yiyao, although it was just a back, but she was unconsciously stunned.

In my memory, there always seems to be a small figure like this, descending from the sky and standing up.

Who is he?

Seeing this scene, Shen Yuecheng had an unknown dark fire in his heart. I am even more convinced that my guess was right.

"I'm afraid the little marquis can't take care of it!"

Tang Jingruo stiffened his face and replied seriously:

"I'm Lord Song's guard, so I can naturally manage it."

"Song Yiyao, do you like him?"

Shen Yuecheng pointed at Tang Jingruo and refused to give up and asked. At the same time, I hope to get a negative answer.

Tang Jingruo's brows jumped when he heard this, Song Yiyao wouldn't really like himself, right? Thinking about it, I am so wise and martial and graceful, I must like it personally.

Then I still have to ignore him in the future. Why don't you talk to him about it? I definitely still like girls.

While Tang Jingruo was thinking nonsense, Song Yiyao took a deep breath and said solemnly:

"Lord Shen, I really only treat you as a friend. I really don't like you, it's none of anyone's business. I don't like Li Jin, and I don't like Xiao Houye. I don't want to marry a wife, not because I like men, so I use filial piety as an excuse. It's because I don't want to have a wife yet. ”

So? Do you like me or not? Tang Jingruo almost asked. I thought my thoughts were very funny.

He and Song Yiyao are both men, shouldn't they be friends? It's all to blame on Shen Yuecheng, his thoughts were almost crooked by him.

(A certain little marquis who listened to the corner of the wall and did not feel guilty complained about the person who was listened to in the corner.)

Shen Yuecheng: I vomited your blood, do you believe it or not? )

Song Yiyao said this sincerely, and Shen Yuecheng listened seriously. In silence, Shen Yuecheng was finally willing to raise his head from his desert.

It turns out that from the beginning to the end, I really think too much about myself. Shen Yuecheng smiled bitterly and turned to leave.

"It's that I'm thinking too much. Lord Song rest assured. I won't pester you anymore. ”

Song Yiyao bowed his head and watched him leave. Then he asked Tang Jingruo, who was acting as a transparent person on the side:

"Why is the little marquis here?"

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the shade of the trees above that was so thick that it could block the entire path.

"I'm waiting for Commander Song."

Tang Jingruo answered her question succinctly and clearly. The face is full of reason, and he does not intend to explain it in the slightest.

"Little Hou Ye, let's go to the bar!" Song Yi, who was on duty, rushed over happily and yelled at the tree.

"I'm here."

"Cousin, what a coincidence!"

What a coincidence! The way ahead is the only way out of the palace gate, this path only leads to the room and the city wall where they are guarding!

and Tang Jingruo didn't stay in the tree. Could it be that he saw Tsubasa come down to say hello? Why are the two of them so acquainted, and what's wrong with this world?

The corners of Song Yi's mouth froze, and finally kept a smile and turned around:

"Cousin, why are you here?"

"Of course I'm looking for you."

Song Yiyao once again cut off Song Yi's desire to drink.

"What are you looking for me for?" Song Yi was dying and struggling. You still have to work hard, in case there is a miracle.

Song Yiyao ruthlessly broke his last illusion.

"I'm going to see the body that was fished out of the lake yesterday. Since the little marquis is also here, let's go together. ”

Tang Jingruo, who didn't know anything, acquiesced. Anyway, now he is Song Yiyao's guard. Let him go.

"You're here for this early morning? Can't you let someone take you? Besides, isn't the case closed? Xiao Zhao and Sixue Pavilion's people were arrested. Why do you have to go see the corpse of one of her assassins? ”

Song Yi asked with a bitter face. He had just finished his overnight shift, and before he could rest, he was about to be dragged by his cousin to see a corpse. Is it a cousin? What's more, the corpse is so unusual. He doesn't want to have nightmares for the next half month!

"On the surface, all you can find is that they have been arrested, but there is still one person who has escaped, can you make sure that nothing goes wrong? Take me there! ”

Yi Yao reached out and pushed Song Yi, trying to get him to move.

Song Yi dodged Yi Yao's hand, quickly dodged behind Tang Jingruo, and said:

"Then you'll let someone else take you! Besides, I've already seen it, just ask me what you want to find, why do you have to get along with yourself and see it with your own eyes? Aren't you scared? ”

Get out of the way, Song Yiyao glanced at Tang Jingruo.

Tang Jingruo silently moved away and chose betrayal.

Song Yi, who was suddenly exposed, looked at him and hid behind him again.

Tang Jingruo moved again, and Song Yi hid again.

"I'm afraid, but I'm more afraid of long nights and dreams, so I took you along!"

Song Yiyao saw the opportunity and grabbed Song Yi's arm.

"It's daytime!" Song Yi seized the loophole in his words, for the sake of his only remaining trace of reason and persistence.

"A truth."

The curious Tang Jingruo perfectly mended the knife.

Originally, he only had to lose against Song Yiyao, but now with the addition of a little marquis, Song Yi sighed in his heart that the sky is going to kill me!

Seeing that he had to take another look at the corpse today, he put down his cruel words and clenched his saber to lead the way.

"Well, I'm going to go out with you two today! If anyone dares to spit out to the master for a while, I'll wait! ”

Tang Jingruo is a person who has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, how can he be afraid.

Song Yiyao is not to be outdone, he has never seen a dead or a living, he has never seen a corpse or a ghost? What is there to be afraid of!

A quarter of an hour later, the three of them lay at the base of the wall, and one vomited more than the other.

"Song Yi, you didn't say that the corpse was gnawed!"

Taking advantage of the respite, Song Yiyao glared at Song Yi angrily, she hadn't eaten anything this morning, and now her vomited stomach has been regurgitating acid. I'm going to die of discomfort.

"I can't say this kind of detail in front of the emperor! And you didn't see it last night? ”

Song Yi, who had obviously seen it once, still couldn't hold back his vomiting and came back to life.

Song Yiyao was rarely choked by the words, stumbled for a moment, and said in a low voice:

"Didn't I dare to look at it then?"

So I closed my eyes and said a few words, and I directly used the blinding method.

The three returned to the room where the Praetorian Guards were on duty and sat down.

Tang Jingruo asked with high spirits:

"From the time she threw herself into the lake to the time she was fished up, it took a quarter of an hour at most, why would the corpse be eaten like this? There's got to be weird in that! ”

Song Yi lay on the table and said weakly:

"The piece of water where she fell was a tiger fish from Nantian, colorful, carnivorous, fierce and combative. It's not surprising that it was gnawed. It's weird, though. ”

Song Yiyao remembered what she thought was the strangest:

"The corpse was eaten from the neck to the ankle, the right side, but what did you notice the most?"

Tang Jingruo thought about it for a while, dipped his fingers in tea, drew a villain on the table, and gestured:

"On the right shoulder and neck, as well as the lower abdomen, she was killed first and thrown into the lake with two sword wounds."

Song Yi didn't understand it at all,

"How can a murder be done from the shoulder and neck? It's weird, isn't it? ”

"She has an ant-sized blue mark on her collarbone, it must be some kind of totem tattoo! In order to ruin this tattoo, that's why they threw her into that water. This also shows that the murderer"

Song Yiyao and Tang Jingruo glanced at each other and thought of a place.

"You can see it when it's bloody?"

Song Yi looked at Song Yiyao in surprise, as if he had refreshed his worldview.

"If I don't look carefully, won't it be disgusting!"

Is this important now? Song Yiyao picked up the purple clay pot on the table and poured out a cup of tea.

"Xiao Zhao never left last night, but someone still went to kill Miss Yun, how did he pass on the news, and then he could follow or connect with Miss Yun as soon as she went out? So nine times out of ten, the murderer is a person in the palace, and it is very likely that he was in the palace yesterday. ”

"I'm going to check on the people in the palace!" Song Yi knew that this matter was not trivial, and immediately stood up.

"Don't worry, you're looking for a needle in a haystack. The one who died and came back to life last night must have scared him. So he might have to take another look.

Anyway, I'll look for clues first. You'd better rest for a while, I'll have to arrest you if I find a clue. ”

Song Yiyao knew that he was on duty for half the night last night, so he didn't toss him anymore and pulled him to sit down.

"I'll go too."

Tang Jingruo picked up the sword.

"Yo, this is the beginning of the appointment?" Song Yi leaned on the table weakly and joked.

"Take a good break."

Tang Jingruo turned his head and glared at him.

Song Yi was aggrieved by Baba's accusation.

"Little Hou Ye, you are no longer the little Hou Ye before! You did this to me! Do you still have a conscience......

With a bang, I closed the door, I couldn't hear Song Yi's nagging, and I felt that the whole world was clean.

Song Yiyao took a deep breath and went to the lake with Tang Jingruo.