"It's a coincidence." When Xiao Ciyu mentioned it, Shen Lanxi also had some inexplicable uncomfortable feelings.

King Jinyang and the Shen family, why are they so fateful?

There have been a lot of inexplicable intersections before, and now, there is such a thing by chance.

King Jinyang heroically saves the beauty, and there happens to be a girl from the Shen family?

It is already very uncommon to have conflicts with tourists when traveling, and it is even more fortunate to have someone to help you at this time.

But what is even more coincidental is that among the several girls who had a conflict, some of them came from the Shen family, who were unrelated to King Jinyang?

No matter how you think about it, this coincidence is too big.

"Tsk..."Xiao Ciyu pressed the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer, "Although this time it's Shen Minqing and not Shen Junqing, I still don't believe it's a coincidence." This King of Jinyang and the Shen family are estimated to be still hiding. ”

"But what can they do?" Shen Lanxi frowned.

She naturally had the same idea as Xiao Ciyu, but after thinking about it, she couldn't find the slightest clue.

The hero's rescue of beauty was deliberately arranged, and then what?

Last time, he used the Shen family to help him solve the case and stepped on the You family. But this time, he didn't seem to benefit at all when he made such a show.

Not only did they not, but they also risked being entangled.

The position of Princess Jinyang is still stared at by many people in Beijing.

Unable to find the purpose, the suspicions of the two can only stop at guessing.

Knowing that guessing was useless, Xiao Ciyu copied a copy of the rescued list, and then put the fold aside.

After this is done, the time to make an appointment with Tobe Shangshu has also arrived.

The old man of the household department was a strict and punctual person, and after talking about how long it had been, he rushed to the gate of the imperial study without missing a moment.

Hearing Zhou Deshun's report, Shen Lanxi hurriedly straightened Xiao Ciyu's clothes and sideburns, got up and retreated behind the screen on the side.

After she stood still, Xiao Ciyu raised her voice: "Xuan!" ”

Soon, the head of the household led two colleagues into the room and continued to talk about what had been discussed in the Fengtian Temple in the morning.

Deliberation, decision, and decree, one thing after another, in an orderly manner.

After meeting the people from the household department, Xiao Ciyu reviewed some of the chapters according to the plan, and then sent a few ministers to the palace to see him.

In the middle, Shen Lanxi saw that he was working hard, so he quietly went out and asked Zhou Deshun to prepare a bowl of white fungus pear soup with less sugar for him.

When Xiao Ciyu was doing business on weekdays, he didn't like to interrupt the most, especially the last two things today, which made him a little angry.

Thinking that the people in the Criminal Department were ineffective, and they caught a dirty official but let them die in prison, Xiao Ciyu was angry.

But Shen Lanxi was different from him, and when she stood beside him with the porcelain bowl, his anger disappeared immediately.

"Before the waiter of the Criminal Department comes, Your Majesty will drink a sip of soup to moisten your throat first." Shen Lanxi scooped up a spoonful of pear soup and sent it to Xiao Ciyu's lips.

With her feeding, Xiao Ciyu naturally drank it without hesitation.

It's just that the people from the criminal department came too quickly, and the soup was only half drunk, and it was interrupted by asking to see him. Shen Lanxi had no choice but to put down the soup bowl and retreat to the side.

And Xiao Ciyu, after the Xuanren audience, reprimanded with a calm face: "Look at your appearance!" Panicked, untidy, unorthodox! Who made you run so fast?! ”

Squire of the Criminal Department: "..."

He didn't want to run so fast, but the messenger said that His Majesty told him to quickly roll away and face the saint, did he dare to slacken?