More than half a year is enough for her to hold the entire Chi Yueju in her own hands, if she wants, Chi Yueju can fly into the birds, but if she doesn't want to, Chi Yueju will definitely not be able to fly a fly in the middle.

Not only Chi Yueju, but also the entire Jing'an Hou Mansion, there is no need for her to speak, and someone has reported the news to her ears.

His Liuxiang Yuan is naturally no exception.

It's just that they have always tacitly tacitly taken such things.

She didn't want to snoop on anything, it was just a means of self-preservation. He had always known, but he had never spoken, and she had always assumed that, at least on this point, he was in her favor.

He said he would protect her. However, this inner house is her battlefield, how long can he protect her? She always thought that this matter was a tacit understanding between them without words, and it was their consensus, but it wasn't until today that she realized that it didn't seem to be?

Pei Jinzhen's heart was slightly blocked, and he looked at him and didn't say anything.

Yan Chong seemed to be a little irritable, raised his hand to support his forehead, was silent for a moment, did not say anything about the mother-in-law, and instead handed over an object in his hand to Pei Jinzhen, "You take a look at this first." ”

Pei Jinzhen took it and looked at it, frowning.

It was a peach blossom note, and two lines of poetry were written on the note, excerpted from the tall building on the bright moon built by Cao Zijian: I wish to die for the southwest wind and pass away into the arms of the king. Jun Huailiang doesn't open it, and the concubine should be what to do.

There is also a small annotation below: Since then, when the real Hou Gate is deep, Xiao Lang passers-by, close to the end of the world. I hope that you cherish and comfort lovesickness.

The handwriting is very familiar, the hairpin is neat and beautiful, it is her own handwriting, and there are even tears stained on the notepaper, which blurs the ink a small ball.

The corners of Pei Jinji's mouth were slightly hooked, full of mockery, "Is it because of this?" Do you believe it? ”

"What nonsense are you talking about? I believed, what did I believe? I'm not a fool, you look at those handwritings, they are very dull, they all say that the words are like their people, if you really have such dignified rules, are you still you? Besides, if you want to write love poems, I'm afraid you won't use this handwriting. Yan Chong listened, but his face was pale, and when he raised his voice, he crackled and threw out a long list of words. Others don't know what handwriting she is used to, doesn't he know yet?

Fang Cai only felt that her heart was blocked in a panic, and when she heard his words, her heart was not much more comfortable, her nose was sour, and a tear rolled down, she raised her hand and wiped it, and said with red eyes, "I want to write love poems to others, why do I use your handwriting?" Naturally, it's best not to have anything to do with you. ”

This is naturally angry talk, but even if he knows that it is angry talk, Yan Chong still choked up when he heard it.

It's just that he treats others with himself, looking at Pei Jinzhen's slightly red eyes, he thought about his attitude, his eyes darkened slightly, he took a few deep breaths, and finally calmed down a little, "I'm sorry, Wanwan." That's not what I meant...... I admit that I was jealous for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and I knew better than anyone that this was a false accusation, and there was nothing between you and Ji Lanting. ”

Regarding this, Yan Chong is still confident, if there is someone else in her heart, needless to say, he can feel it.

In the relationship between husband and wife, she is not the kind of person who is obviously unintentional to you, but can still have no reservations about you.

As she herself said, if she had someone else in her heart, she would never let him do this or that to her.

It's just that no amount of reason is clear, that's not true, so what? For a moment, his reason was still obscured by the fog of emotion and jealousy.

Fortunately, he didn't lose himself in the end.

"I'm angry...... It's just angry with myself, and it's all the inexplicable ...... It's funny that I thought I was smart but didn't think about it...... At that time, when you told me, I didn't even think about it, just said that you were cranky, said impossible, didn't think of ......it," Yan Chong said this, already smiling bitterly.

Pei Jinzhen's mood at this time calmed down a little. "Now, you believe it?"

Yan Chong smiled bitterly, if you don't believe it, what else can you do?

Today's Chi Yueju is already a monolith, and it is almost impossible for others to interfere, and the picture screen is safe. Pei Jinzhen's manuscript is almost invisible to outsiders, or he has to go to the Bowen Museum to find it.

But Pei Jinzhen has been away from the Bowen Museum for a long time, she likes to practice calligraphy, and this strength will naturally grow day by day.

Since the person who planted the accusation wanted to frame her for such a crime, it was natural to use her recent handwriting, so the only thing left was the Buddhist scriptures she copied before.

Compared with the somewhat dull handwriting, it is indeed more like a copied Buddhist scripture.

Even if it is the same hairpin, when writing Buddhist scriptures and love poems, there will be subtle differences between the pen.

This may be hidden from others, but Yan Chong is a good hand in the torture investigation in Beizhen Fusizhao Prison, and such subtleties can't escape his eyes.

Of course, it can't be said that this bureau is doing poorly, after all, there is a word called care, and chaos. In this game, the most important key is Yan Chong, it is about Pei Jinji, a man's jealousy is the best weapon to deceive everything.

What's more, this man is still arrogant. If he had a preconceived belief, he was afraid that he would not be able to defend himself at all.

If not, she had reminded him early in the morning that someone in the house was afraid that someone was going to be a demon, if not, he knew her and knew that what she really used was the same font as his, if not......

Today's situation may not be impossible.

"But...... Why? Yan Chong's voice was hoarse, and after disbelief, he was full of incomprehension.

How did she know why? I thought that Yan Chong should know something, but now it seems that ...... Otherwise. Her eyes flashed twice, "Maybe I just can't see others!" ”

These words caused Yan Chong to frown and look at him.

Pei Jinzhen was already unhappy in her heart, but now when she saw his eyes, she was even more angry, why, she couldn't say that she was allowed to do it by others?

"Anyway, I didn't write this note. Why it appears here, I'm not interested either. Since, the prince should have asked, all the questions have been asked, can I go? ”

Yan Chong couldn't hear the change in tone, and he was busy at the moment, "Wanwan, don't be like this." I was just...... Don't be angry. ”

"I'm not angry, and I don't dare to be angry with the prince. The prince really asked, right? Pei Jinzhen said in a flat tone.

Yan Chong stopped his mouth and looked at her, moving his lips several times, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Pei Jinzhen nodded as if he heard the answer from his silence, and then squatted down and said, "In this way, the concubine will retire first." ”

Concubines? It was the first time she had called herself so much in front of him.

Yan Chongxin panicked, and subconsciously got up and followed her steps.

Who knows, Pei Jinzhen stopped, turned his head to him and said, "The prince is still resting in this Liuxiang courtyard today!" The concubine is inconvenient, and I am afraid that she will not be able to serve. After that, he didn't look at Yan Chong's reaction, he just took a step.

Yan Chong was behind her, but he was dumbfounded.