Cheng Jiao hid her face with her hands, feeling sad and satisfied in her heart, at this time, what else could she hope for? As long as Zhang Baoer understands her mind, it is enough. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhang Bao'er said again: "Lao He's sleepwalking, and his pretending to be Ke, must also be your arrangement, right?" ”

Cheng Jiao said: "Pei Feng's clothes were buried under the laurel tree by me, I can't be sure when you will suspect me, let him pretend to swim at night to loosen the soil, and you will find that there are traces of digging under the tree, and you will not be suspicious." As for me to scare him into transfiguring him into his father's appearance, it was purely to convince you that ghosts really exist, and only if you don't investigate this case anymore, can I have an excuse to stop Cui Wen from harming you. ”

Zhang Bao'er smiled bitterly: "You are also well-intentioned, it is precisely because you are so good to me that I have never doubted you, probably this is called 'ghost obsessed mind', right?" Zhang Song's death can still be understood as Cui Wenli learned that I had begun to investigate the case, took precautions, and killed people; The jailer's body was snatched first, causing us to rush into the air, which can also be understood as a spy hidden in the Drunken Spring Pavilion. But when I went to Luoyang to find Luo Ning, only the two of us knew, but Cui Wenli could send someone to rush ahead, so I should have doubted you at that time. ”

Cheng Jiao said: "I lend you the opportunity to buy clothes, and inform Cui Wenli to send someone to Luoyang as soon as possible to get rid of Luo Ning." But I know very well that no matter how much I cover it up, it will only delay your approach to the truth, so I secretly decided that when I arrived in Luoyang this time, I would not allow you to come back again, I would wander the world with you and start a new life. So I handed over the needle box and asked Cui Wenli to tell King Qian that I would no longer work for him. ”

Speaking of this, she smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect me to plead with you like that, but you refused to agree." If you hadn't taken advantage of my coma and brought me on the way back to Beijing, I would never have come back, but I wanted to see how you could bear to leave me seriously injured and leave alone. ”

Zhang Bao'er smiled and said: "That's when I asked Uncle Hua to seal the acupoints near your wounds, and I used a special technique to point your faint sleep acupoints, which can guarantee that the attack will occur after half an hour, so that you can sleep for a day." ”

Cheng glared at him squeamishly, is it love? Is it hate? Or is it helpless!

Zhang Bao'er continued: "While you were asleep, I went outside to ask the local people, and learned that last year's relief grain was not adulterated with moldy rice at all, so I guessed that the page of records was deliberately forged by you, in order to point the finger at Zong Chuke. ”

Cheng Jiao said: "I did this, not to blame Zong Chuke, nor to cover Cui Wenli, but to make you die because you can't see hope." ”

Zhang Bao'er sighed: "For me, your flaws are getting more and more, and in the end, you just pressed the gourd to float the scoop, and you can no longer cover it up." On the night I returned to Chang'an, I sneaked into your attic and examined the secret book, and found that the page of disaster relief was crumpled, apparently on purpose, so that it would be easy for peepers to turn to it. The whole book is bound in thread, but the page is pasted, and the ink is much fresher than the two pages before and after. Obviously, you have already discovered that Uncle Hua peeked at the secret record, and added such a page. ”

Cheng Jiao said bluntly: "When I came back from the Criminal Department that day, I found that the box had been opened, and I vaguely guessed that he peeked at it, and I thought that she would also peek at the secret record, so I temporarily made up the disaster relief page and added it." ”

Zhang Bao'er looked at her sadly, her eyes full of pity: "I can only say that you were wrong at the beginning, and then you were even more wrong, and now you must regret falling in love with me." ”

Cheng Jiao raised her head fiercely: "No, no, I don't regret it!" ”

Cheng Jiao laughed miserably, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, tears rolled down: "I really hope to be like the pair of old men we pretended to be hand in hand." But your persistence shattered my illusions, and I watched you unravel the mystery step by step, but I was powerless to stop it. In the days since I came back, I have lived in anxiety and apprehension every day, not because I don't want to talk to you, but because I feel that I am getting farther and farther away from you......"

Zhang Bao'er listened silently, like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, as if he really saw Cheng Jiao floating away in front of him, he stretched out his hand, but he couldn't catch anything. Why doesn't he lament that creation makes people? I really wish I had never intervened in this case, and I had never met a girl named "Cheng Jiao".

"Don't worry, I'm sure you won't die, wait for my good news!" Zhang Baoer took a deep look at Cheng Jiao and turned away.

The pot of wine was drunk, and Cheng Jiao lay on the table, crying. After crying for a long time, she felt as if her body had been hollowed out, and she no longer had any strength. Suddenly, Cheng Jiao raised her head and laughed, with drunkenness and tears in her eyes. Crying, laughing, loving, and hurting, she probably thinks that people should be like this in this life, and they have no regrets. She stepped onto the table and hung her belt on the beam, tying it in a knot.

The afterglow of the setting sun was warm and soft, shining on her raised face, delicate and red, as if it were like a bloody flower......

……

Zhang Baoer and Jiang Xiaotong sat in the octagonal pavilion in the backyard, the sky was high and the clouds were light, the osmanthus flowers were fragrant, and the two were bathed in the warm breeze.

"Are you still guilty about Miss Cheng?" Jiang Xiaotong looked at Zhang Bao'er distressedly.

Zhang Baoer sat opposite Jiang Xiaotong, full of thoughts, and didn't seem to hear Jiang Xiaotong's question. In this cruel battle, he became the final winner, but he felt physically and mentally exhausted, and really wished that he had just had a dream, and when he woke up, he would return to dust and dust.

Suddenly, a small pale white flower floated by in the wind, Zhang Baoer was stunned, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold it up. He knew that there were no laurel trees in the back garden of the house.

"Is it ......?" he looked up, and his gaze passed through the ridges of roofs, the streets and alleys, and also through hell and heaven. In the crowd, he saw a familiar back, and his heart trembled: "It's her!" ”

The woman smiled back, and then dissipated like mist and smoke into the sea of people.

"Bao'er, Bao'er!" Jiang Xiaotong's eager shouts woke Zhang Baoer up.

Zhang Bao'er let out a long sigh of relief and said, "It's all over, we still have a lot to do!" ”

That's right, he found out this third force after a lot of hard work, how could he let go so easily? Since Li Chongfu made himself pay such a big price, of course he couldn't let him have a good time. It turned out that Li Chongfu was in the dark, and he was in the light. It's different now, Zhang Bao'er plans to hide that she knows his identity for the time being, and when everything is ready, she will give him a fatal blow.

Jiang Xiaotong saw that Zhang Bao'er was still distracted, and said contemplatively: "Bao'er, you remember my words today, as long as you are happy, do it whenever you want!" ”

Zhang Bao'er smiled at her, her eyes warmer than the sun.

……