"I'm not a thief, I'm outside the monastery, why are you arresting me in?" Jia Qinglime said angrily, staring at Qi Yan with his dark eyes.

This man is dressed in a gorgeous robe, and his face is calm and handsome, he is really a rare handsome man, no, why does he look so similar to Uncle Zhong? It's just carved out of a mold, could it be that Uncle Zhong has another identity?

And this dead eunuch just said Your Majesty! Could this be the Holy One today?

Although Jia Qinglime has never seen what the saint looks like, he probably knows that the saint should also be breezy, at least nine heads and six arms, but the handsome man in front of him is a little too much, looking at him blankly, two words popped out of his mouth: "Uncle Zhong......"

When Grandpa Shui heard this, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward to stare at her and said, "I said what are you doing outside the Buddhist temple in the middle of the night, what is your purpose?" Or who sent the assassins! ”

As soon as he heard the word assassin, Jia Qingling's legs were about to weaken, and he retorted with a pale face: "I'm not an assassin, if I were an assassin, I should have a sharp weapon on me, but they searched me, not at all, I'm not an assassin..."

Jia Qinglime said while quietly looking at Qi Yan, and Qi Yan was also looking at her, the pale red peony intarsia pinched waist brocade robe, outlining her young and plump figure.

"Father-in-law Shui, you should step back first." Qi Yan commanded, Grandpa Shui was stunned, he wanted to carefully check whether she was an assassin, but His Majesty said so, he could only retreat obediently.

In the huge courtyard, only Jia Qingling and Qi Yan looked at each other, but Jia Qingling felt a little strange, why Uncle Zhong was wearing such luxury, and the beard on his chin was gone, the whole person seemed to be much younger, but his eyes became sharper and sharper.

Judging from the two of Uncle Zhong she saw at the beginning, it was not certain whether this person was Uncle Zhong or not, but I saw him strolling towards her, staring at her with a pair of sharp and deep eyes, "What did you just call me?" ”

"I didn't call you anything just now...... Jia Qinglime looked at the man in front of him, it was obvious that he was not Uncle Zhong, but he just looked similar, looking at him from such a close distance, I found that their temperament was not the same, this man had a murderous aura, and there was also an aura of indifference.

Uncle Zhong's body is gentle and does not have any lethality, but this man is a little different, wearing a luxurious dragon robe, what does it have to do with Uncle Zhong today.

"I just heard what you said, who are you? Why is it here? ”

Jia Qingling straightened up and coughed lightly, and said with a good look: "I came to find my friend, his name is worry-free, and he asked me to wait for him at the gate of the Buddhist temple, so I kept waiting, waiting, waiting."

But I didn't wait for him for a long time, is he here with you? ”

Jia Qinglime's big watery eyes winked at it, and Qi Yan looked at her motionlessly, his hard expression seemed to have tenderness breaking through the ice, obviously trying to find some loopholes in her words.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Qi Yan sat down on the stone table and said, "You said that you are a friend of Wuwu, so how did you get acquainted with Wuwu?" ”

Jia Qingling pondered whether to tell him the truth, after all, this man didn't seem to be Uncle Zhong, and she made up her mind that the two should just be similar.

"Say it." Qi Yan's tone was soft and tactful, but there was a kind of Ling Ran's deterrent power.

"Ahem, I am just good friends with him, he owes me money, so I came to him, he said that he knew a rich man here, and said that he would return it to me after finding the money, so I believed it and waited for him at the door."

Jia Qingling's ability to make up lies is no less worry-free, but the man in front of him doesn't look like such a deceitful person.

"What's your name?"

"Jia Lime."

Jia Qinglime stared at him motionless after speaking, pursed her lips and smiled: "I haven't asked you yet......"

"Who do you think I will be?" Qi Yan directly showed the jade hanging from his waist, Jia Qinglime, as a young lady in your mansion, could see at a glance that the jade was not something that ordinary people could have, only members of the royal family could wear it, so his identity was not only the current saint, but no one could own this piece of jade.

"Your Majesty?"

Jia Qinglime's voice trembled slightly, and her legs fell to her knees as soon as they became weak, although she had sworn that these knees would not kneel to anyone except her father and the elders of his family, but today she had obviously broken her oath.

After all, she didn't expect that she would be able to see Sheng Shao in her lifetime, and it was on such an occasion, her heart was so empty, in case the emperor saw that she was lying, then her head would have to move.

Qi Yan smiled, his voice was hearty, different from the indifference that Jia Qingling had just seen, he reached out and slowly helped her up, and by the way, he gently patted the dust floating on her sleeve, Jia Lime's heart was about to jump to his throat, there will always be such a good temper in the saint today? It's like a humble and handsome son.,It's a good feeling.。

Jia Qinglime looked at him fearlessly, his calm expression exuded a confident brilliance, and that insurmountable invisible arrogance had an aura that could only be seen from a distance and not blasphemed.

"What? After knowing my identity, how did you have such a big reaction? He coughed lightly and lowered his head.

"The people's daughter has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and she asks the emperor to forgive her sins."

Qi Yan waved his hand, sat aside and said, "Don't be so restrained, I just want to know when you met, and who have you met along the way?" Qi Yan clearly wanted to find out Zhong Yihan's whereabouts from her mouth, and she was really worry-free, and it was not a coincidence that she came back this time.

What this woman said also has all kinds of loopholes, there is only one possibility, Zhong Yihan is coming back, thinking of Zhong Yihan's heart Qi Yan's heart is mixed, he has sent more than a few secret guards to find out his news and whereabouts, all of which are in vain.

One can't help but wonder. Whether he has changed his face and kept his name incognito, but he always feels that Zhong Yihan will not give up.

"I met Wu Wu by chance."

Jia Qingling didn't want to reveal too much to him, but just found a few excuses to perfunctory, and Qi Yan didn't want to reveal too much when she saw her.

"Do you know what you came to the Buddha Temple for?" Qi Yan asked curiously, Jia Qinglime raised his eyes and stared at him, and the loneliness on his face did not dissipate for a moment.

"He said that he knew a noble man and asked me to wait at the door, in fact, he has been wandering the rivers and lakes, and he has been abducted and deceived every day, just talking about making a living, and he owes me a lot of money, and I just came to find him this liar."

Jia Qinglime swore that her face was not red and her heart was not beating when she lied.