Leng Qinghuan was nervous for a while, pretending not to know: "It should be drowned, right?" Why did you still alarm Jing Zhaoyin? ”

"It was killed by someone with a sword through the chest and then thrown into the river, the means were too bad, so I reported the case."

"So, what is her identity, but the investigation is clear?"

Mama Diao brought the food into the house, and Murong Qi didn't seem to want to say more, so he only said: "How can it be so fast, you overestimate Jing Zhaoyin's efficiency." They are only going through the process, and whether they solve the case depends on the will of God, which is far less than the wisdom of Linfeng. ”

"Then why don't you let Shen Linfeng investigate?"

I can also take the opportunity to inquire about the tone.

Murong Qi's hand that was rolling up his sleeves paused: "The case of the killing of the soldier last time is still unsolved, Lin Feng is too busy, a trivial matter, why bother him?" ”

Leng Qinghuan was embarrassed to continue to ask, lest Murong Qi be suspicious of her. Murong Qi rested after lunch. Looking at the tiredness on his face, it was obvious that he should have stayed up all night last night.

In the afternoon, the guys from Hongbin Building came to the door, took the hand-painted portrait of the Golden Eagle Sect Master, and handed it to Leng Qinghuan.

The shopkeeper's painting skills are absolutely not to say, the portrait is painted vividly, and the person's bearing is also outlined.

As the man said, the man was wearing a mask, showing only thin lips and chin, and it was true that it was impossible to see his face when he looked at it this way.

Dressed in a tight-fitting night suit and a black cape, he looked tall and well-proportioned, with a sword in his hand and a wide jade wrench on his thumb. The shopkeeper also carefully colored, and it turned out to be a very rare peacock blue.

If you look closely at the other details, the hairpins, boots, etc., there are no more obvious features.

However, it can be seen that this fine work is very competent, but at a glance, it can be observed in detail, down to the very subtle features such as hairpin wrenches.

Leng Qinghuan could only sigh lightly, then put away the portrait and put it in the jewelry box.

After Murong Qi woke up, he didn't say anything about what happened yesterday, Leng Qinghuan was jealous, and it was difficult to ask.

After all, who would pay such attention to the affairs of the Flying Eagle Guard for no reason? If Murong Qi asked, he really couldn't explain it.

Murong Qi rubbed his temples, his spirit was still not very good, and he didn't know what he was busy with last night.

Leng Qinghuan took out a bottle of wind oil essence from the ring, opened the cap, and wiped a little on his temples to refresh his mind.

Murong Qi looked at the small and delicate glass bottle in her hand, and asked coldly, "You say, how long can a fairy in the sky stay in the mortal world when she goes down to earth and marries a mortal?" ”

Leng Qinghuan covered it with his sleeve and put the bottle into the ring again: "I can't say, if my father-in-law is unreasonable, he will be like Dong Yong and the Seven Fairies, living together for a hundred days; If the mother-in-law is unreasonable, she is like a cowherd and a weaver girl, who can live in peace for a few years and raise children; If the eldest brother is unreasonable, it will be like the Three Virgins and Liu Yanchang; But what if it's a scumbag......"

"How?"

"Just like Bai Suzhen and Xu Xianbei in the legend of the White Snake."

Murong Qi rubbed his temples again: "Isn't there a long-lasting one?" ”

"No way, who makes men unreliable? At the critical moment, it is better to have a son. Anyway, you were crushed under the stone or the Leifeng Pagoda, and there are still people who remember to save you. ”

Leng Qinghuan just teased casually, but saw Murong Qi looking at her very seriously: "Then are you a fairy or a goblin?" I'm afraid that I won't be reliable, so I'll get pregnant with a fairy fetus first? ”

Leng Qinghuan was stunned for a long time before finally relieving his taste, and couldn't help but laugh "poof": "What are you thinking?" ”

Murong Qi reached into her sleeve and groped for a moment: "Why did the medicine you gave me just now suddenly disappear?" This king suspects that you are the jade rabbit essence that pounds medicine in the Moon Palace. ”

Why is this kid's brain so big?

Leng Qinghuan knew that this was a knot in Murong Qi's heart, and there were too many strange things on his body, which inevitably made him suspicious. This has been talking about it for a long time, but in fact, it is just to test yourself on the side.

But she hadn't figured out how to confess to Murong Qi for a while. If he told the truth, would Murong Qi regard himself as a monster? Estranged from yourself?

She hesitated for a moment, and said euphemistically: "Actually, I do have a treasure on my body, just like the sleeve of Zhenyuan Daxian, a small sleeve of a Taoist robe can almost accommodate all things in heaven and earth."

However, my baby is just a medicine box that can reduce the volume of medicines, and it can only hold a few commonly used medicinal materials, and the things that can be taken out are all left in it in advance.

For example, a fist-sized mass of cotton, we can shrink it to the size of an egg, compress it so hard, it can be like a quail egg, or even smaller, into a bean. That's the way it is.

I compressed the medicine that was cured in advance into a very small one, so that I could carry it with me and take it at any time. Why are you so stupid? ”

She had tried her best to explain it in a simple and understandable way, and Murong Qi was skeptical: "Then are you sure you won't leave me in the future?" ”

Leng Qinghuan couldn't help but smile dumbly: "If you are good to me, why should I leave?" How did you wake up with so much sentimentality? Could it be a nightmare? ”

Murong Qi took her hand and rubbed it on her face, and the stubble that grew wildly overnight made her palms itch.

"Because, I want to find an opportunity to talk to the right minister, and Qinglang and Li. In case you leave again, won't I be beaten with chickens and eggs, and the bamboo basket will be empty? ”

Leng Qinghuan smiled again: "Then you still want to eat in the bowl and keep it in the pot?" Not afraid of being rancid? ”

"Anyway, you promise me first, you won't leave me."

"Have you thought about it?" Leng Qinghuan is serious.

"Of course, men are worthy of their word, this is the king's promise."

Leng Qinghuan's heart was warm, and she said softly: "In a few days, wait for the fourth aunt's matter to come to an end." These days, my father has not been in a good mood. ”

Murong Qi "snorted" for a long time: "If Leng Qinglang is unwilling to leave the palace, he may not be reluctant to say something." Qinghuan, are you willing to believe me when the time comes? ”

Leng Qinghuan pretended to think for a moment, and said seriously: "When the time comes, if you can show half of the ruthlessness and determination that you had when you were with me, I will believe it." I think at the beginning, you didn't want to reconcile, it was purely a direct plan to continue the string. ”

Murong Qi sighed helplessly, raised his hand and rubbed her head: "It's all said, don't go through old accounts." At that time, you and I were half a pound and eight taels. ”

Then how did they get poisoned by each other?

Leng Qinghuan himself couldn't tell when the initial impression came from.

It's like, two people, stumbling, walking and walking, merge into each other. Everything comes naturally.