Chapter Eighty-Five: It Was a Coincident
"The carriage was in good condition when it came, but it was about to go back before it happened. When we stayed at the temple, the carriage stopped outside, for fear that someone would have tampered with it at that time. It's a pity that there are too many people coming and going in the temple...... Miss thinks that Cai Gongzi came at the right time? ”
Shen Xiao analyzed little by little, his eyes were angry and cold, and the two sides of the road were very empty, except for the stones and the yellow weeds swaying in the wind, he couldn't detect that there was anyone lurking. Then, the hanging pair of sword eyebrows slowly relaxed.
But he didn't know that Zhao Qingmiao was caressed by him, his mind was wandering, and his eyes were distracted: not to mention his complexion, Shen Jiu's facial features were very attractive, the bridge of his nose was high and straight, his lips were slightly pressed down into a line, his eyes were deep, his jaw was thin, and his Adam's apple was prominent.
If I don't know my age, I thought it was a calm look that I could trust......
"Miss?" Shen Xiao didn't hear her answer, so he looked down strangely. His chin naturally touched Zhao Qingmiao's shoulder socket, and his thin lips inevitably wiped his soft ears.
In an instant, Shen Xiao's lacquered eyes were as warm as water, and the bottom of his heart seemed to be rippled by something, and his breathing became deeper.
Zhao Qingmiao's ears were red, her heart trembled, and she was breathing. Looking away, he suddenly pushed Shen Xiao's chest away and sat up, pretending to be calm and brushing his hair with his clothes, and wrote lightly: "You can also guess that Cai Wenjing has something to do with his brother's death?" Still, I guess he wouldn't be so stupid as to deal with me, after all, what does this case matter to me? ”
Zhao Qingmiao stood up and brushed away the grass clippings and mud dust on his body, only to feel that his elbows were slightly painful and numb, and he rolled up his sleeves and looked, it turned out that he had broken a little skin when he fell to the ground, but he was nervous about his life and forgot to care about the pain.
Shen Xiao looked at her back deliberately staying away, and then looked down at the empty space in her arms, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, nostalgic for the residual warmth of her palm.
He just guessed a little, it was not for Zhao Qingmiao, but for his life. Unexpectedly, the people who wanted to deal with him were so impatient that they didn't dare to assassinate him with great fanfare. Interesting, interesting!
Shen Xiao stared at his knees, a gloomy and perverse look crossed his face, and the corners of his lips were cold.
Zhao Qingmiao listened to the lack of movement behind him, turned his head slightly and glanced at him with his residual vision, and saw that his posture was leisurely, and he was angry again.
"Is it comfortable to lie on the ground? Are you going back to the city? ”
Shen Xiao smiled lightly, jumped up directly from the ground, and stood in front of her in a sassy manner, his body was tall, and his momentum was overhead.
Zhao Qingmiao moved her lower lip, and endured the words that she wanted to say: I don't see how high your martial arts are, what kind of majesty are you playing!
But Shen Xiao frowned, pinched her thin white wrist, and pulled her forward as if it were heavy.
With Zhao Qingmiao's thin arm strength, he couldn't break free, so he simply went with him to see what he could do.
Shen Xiao looked at the skin worn by his elbow, his face was slightly ugly, and he exhaled and said, "You have to bear with it, go back to the house and find a doctor to take a look." ”
It's just a skin trauma...... Zhao Qingmiao's eyebrows lowered, and she swallowed her words again.
I don't know what time it was in the afternoon, the two walked two or three miles on the avenue, Zhao Qingmiao's feet hurt so much that he couldn't hold on, Shen Xiao was considerate and slowed down, stopped and waited for her.
"Miss, if not, I'll carry you for a while."
This time, Zhao Qingmiao really didn't want to leave by herself, so she agreed without shirking. I can't wait to take off the abrasive embroidered shoes on her feet, but she is a lady and can't do this.
Shen Xiao half-squatted, feeling a slight heaviness on his shoulders and back, so he got up cautiously and hooked Zhao Qingmiao's legs between his arms.
I thought that the young man was thin and weak, not thick and strong, but Shen Xiao carried her on his back, and his steps were very steady.
Zhao Qingmiao unconsciously bent the corners of her mouth.
If you follow this way, I am afraid that I will not be able to enter the gate of Yongcheng when I reach the west mountain at dusk. Fortunately, they soon encountered a carriage that was also returning to the city, and the two were greatly relieved.
I saw a middle-aged woman sitting on the top of the caravan with a high bun and a hairpin and a golden hairpin, saying that she also came to Qingshan Temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha. She looked at Zhao Qingmiao and Shen Xiao, both of them were good-looking, especially the girl's family was dressed lightly and elegantly, so she happily agreed to take them back to the city.
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The next day, Zhao Qingmiao was invited to the Yamen as a witness, saying that the prefect Tong was going to sentence the case of the eldest son of the Cai family. It's just that the suspected case of his murder has become a 'suicide' case, and many people are surprised when they hear it.
In the public court, the prefect Tong was sitting in a precarious position, wearing a scarlet robe, wearing an official wing hat, and slapping the hall with a shocking face, and both sides were intimidating.
"Cai Wenjing, this official asked you, according to the autopsy, your brother was poisoned. However, no poison was detected in the food and wine that day. Why did you ask your brother to meet at Wang Kee Restaurant, and you deliberately didn't see you? ”
"Return to the prefect. It's just that Xiaomin was too shocked when he saw his brother die, and he couldn't explain it clearly at that time. This incident hit my father and mother too deeply, and my sister-in-law and nephew pressed on my shoulders, Xiaomin was busy taking care of the family, and now, there is nothing to hide. ”
Ji Yunli stood behind Bai Zhou, the supervising case, with a calm and unsmiling face, and his eyes stared at the hall lightly.
In the bottom of his heart, Governor Tong has never tied Cai Wenjing to the charge of 'murderer', just because he has talked to him a few times, they are all elegant gentlemen, if they really kill their brothers, they are really blind.
Cai Wenjing's tone was hoarse, and his eyes were full of sadness: "It's just a family matter." The elder brother had a lot of debts when he was out doing business with people, and he was worried about selling the idle yard in the south of the city. My father didn't agree to this, so we had a fight. ”
He choked up, breathed slowly, and continued: "Xiaomin feels that this matter still needs to be resolved with a closed door and a friendly one, so he asked my brother to go to Wang Ji Restaurant. And because before, I had made an appointment with Miss Zhao Jiaer to talk about things first. Thinking that this is convenient, how do you know...... Brother will die suddenly in the compartment! ”
Next, the Tong Governor's Mansion passed Zhao Qingmiao's testimony for interrogation. is not much different from what Cai Wenjing said, especially the deal he talked about. Governor Tong didn't feel suspicious, and asked her to step aside.
Bai Zhou finally looked at Zhao Qingmiao, feeling a little familiar, so he asked Ji Yunli: "Yunli, my lord, I look at this girl a little familiar, have you seen it anywhere?" ”
Ji Yunli also withdrew his gaze from the slender figure, and reminded him with a short body: "My lord forgot, Qingchuan Island captured the water bandits, and Miss Zhao was among them." At that time, she was also interrogated by you. ”
Bai Zhou suddenly realized, and said thoughtfully: "No wonder the face is familiar, you young people still have a good memory." ”
Ji Yunli tugged at the corners of his mouth, tilted his head, looked over Zhao Qingmiao's shoulder, and looked deeply at Shen Xiao hidden in the crowd.