Chapter Ninety-Eight: Just You Have a Lot to Say

"Picture screen, Sun painting screen, but the name of the county lady?"

Luo Luo thought about that poem, if the small fan refers to Huo Xiaofan, then the painting screen must be this Sun painting screen, the status of the two is so different, but because of the friendship of Jin Lan, they will never give up.

"It's an extraordinary feeling."

"It's really extraordinary, today's Mrs. Qin was worried about Huo Xiaofan, so she actually rested at Huo Xiaofan's house at night, just to wait for Huo Xiaofan to come back."

Zhu Xin told Luo Luo about Mrs. Qin, which further confirmed Luo Luo's conjecture.

"It seems that this Mrs. Qin may know something inside....."

"I'll be keeping an eye on her for the next few days, don't worry, I'll protect you."

Zhu Xin looked at Luo Luo's eyes firmly, as if he was going to do something earth-shattering.

Luo Luo was stunned by his sudden seriousness, but laughed again.

"Are you protecting me because it's your duty?"

The word "yes" in Zhu Xin's mouth was on his lips, but he couldn't say it, and the simple word "yes" didn't seem to match his heart.

In front of Luo Luo, Zhu Xin was reluctant to lie.

Luo Luo saw Zhu Xin stunned, and the smile on his lips continued to expand.

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you. To be honest, I have been carefully reviewing every step of my needle prick that day, and if possible, I must let the corpse be exhumed to testify, only in this way can I know whether it is poisoning or other hidden circumstances. ”

Zhu Xin nodded solemnly, "Okay, I wrote it down." ”

The cell boss on duty outside the door knocked on the cell door and kept urging.

"Little brother, don't make it difficult for me, it's almost done, let's go."

Zhu Xin wrapped the pastry with oiled paper and put away the food box, but he still hesitated and refused to leave.

"What are you a big man? Let's go, I'll take care of myself. ”

Luo Luo saw that he was still in place, so he hurriedly urged.

"Then you take care of yourself, I will definitely find out the matter for you outside....."

Zhu Xin said again uneasily.

"Ah, I know, you go back quickly, I'm going to be busy tomorrow, I'm fine. Let's go, let's go. ”

Luo Luo said as he pushed Zhu Xin out of the cell.

Zhu Xin had no choice but to compromise and leave.

Silence returned to the cell, except for the faint squeak of the little rat who had just woken up.

The lights were turned on and off, the light was unstable, and Luo Luo couldn't see clearly, so he used the silver and asked the cell boss to bring a few more oil lamps.

The little rat who felt the light was frightened by the temperature.

"Oh, don't scream, I won't kill you, just poke you with a few needles, I won't kill you, good ......."

After several experiments, the rat was still alive and kicking, and there was no sign of dying violently.

"What went wrong? That's not right, if it weren't for the violent stimulation, people wouldn't bleed to death......."

Luo Luo wiped the sweat from the lamplight, and muttered to himself.

"Forget it, let you go, and try it tomorrow with another brother of yours."

Luo Luo rubbed his head for a long time, and his neck was a little sore, and decided that he couldn't die anyway, and he still slept the most.

"Click....." A pebble rolled down the open small window of the cell.

Luo Luo picked up the pebble wrapped in the paper and opened the note.

"I'll sleep on the roof of this cell tonight, don't be afraid, I'll be with you. Zhu Xin. ”

The handwriting on the note, Luo Luo has seen countless times, every time he sees these handsome and warm handwriting, Luo Luo will feel warm in his heart.

Luo Luolai was under the window, and whispered to the window.

"I see, you better go back, it's uncomfortable to sleep here."

"It's okay, I'm a guard, I can sleep anywhere on the trees, beams, roofs, it's okay. Miss, let's get some rest. ”

There was indescribable tenderness in Zhu Xin's deliberately lowered voice.

Luo Luo saw that he insisted, so it was difficult to persuade him again.

"How can there be a guard like you, I never listened to what Miss said, my own ideas are bigger than Miss, okay, listen to you, I'll go to sleep."

Listening to the gradual silence in the room, there seemed to be even breathing.

Zhu Xin pillowed one arm and looked at the bright moon that gradually revealed his head in the air, and his heart that had been chaotic for a day today finally calmed down at this moment.

The moon was as bright as water, the sky was clear and clear, and it was sprinkled into the cell through a few wooden railings.

In his sleep, Luo Luo seemed to be disturbed by the bright moonlight and unconsciously turned over.

The moonlight is bright but gentle, and it understands the thoughts of children, and covers this cell that should be cold and cold with a layer of warm color.

Li Henian sent a letter to Jingzhong last night, but she hesitated whether to let Yan Shuangxing know about this matter, and she was troublesome with smart people, so she decided to wait for Jingzhong to reply to the letter.

If Yan Shuangxing asked, he said that he was so frightened that he panicked, and put this pure stupid and forgetful pot on his head.

"Buckle," came two knocks.

A young man came up outside the door to report, "Shopkeeper, Xu Banxian is coming to you." ”

"Well, I know, let him wait a while, and I'll be right over."

Elder Li He impatiently straightened his coat, opened the door and walked out.

"Yo, you don't even have a stall anymore, so you came here so early."

Li Henian brought a pot of fine tea from his partner's place, and staggered into the compartment where Xu Banxian was.

"Zhu Xin is also there? If you want to take a leave, let me know in advance. ”

Zhu Xin coughed lightly uncomfortably.

"At the end of this morning, that Mrs. Qin was picked up by the sedan chair of the Tiantai County Ya. I didn't follow, I planned to go to the rooftop later to find out. Also, the fan Luo Luo said that she had seen it, and the fan was written with a poem. Light Luo small fan fluttering fireflies, silver candle autumn light cold painting screen. ”

"What does this poem mean?"

These two poems are very ordinary, and Li Henian was puzzled for a while.

"This is the verse of Mrs. Qin's marriage with Huo Xiaofan Jinlan."

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the death of the king blacksmith....."

It's just that the two women have a better relationship and give each other gifts, this news is too little, which affects the judgment, Li Heniang couldn't help but think of it.

The old god of Xu Banxian was brushing a goatee.

"Inextricably linked, they are related, but all kinds of obstacles are not easy to see through. More needs to be seen. ”

"What the old fairy said makes sense, I'll go to the rooftop and have a look."

Zhu Xin said that he was about to get up and go out.

"I won't toss this old bone, I'll just take a look at the door of my house, and I won't delay setting up a stall to make money."

Li Henian counted the heads, thinking of Ah Mo and Jiang Wenli, who had not yet appeared.

"What about Jiang Wenli, who always rushed to find Luoluo in the past? Yesterday I saw him show his face in the crowd, and then he disappeared. And Amo, this girl is scared a lot, and I don't know what's going on now? ”