Yan Qingyu picked up a piece of lean meat and put it in An Wanqing's bowl, and smiled softly at her: "It's been a bumpy journey, are you tired?" Eat more meat to replenish your body. ”

He has been taking good care of him all the way, An Wanqing's heart really can't stand it, her face turned red, she hurriedly lowered her head, and refused: "I'll come by myself." ”

"Why do you think that you have been rejecting this governor all the way?" Yan Qingyu smacked her tongue and frowned.

"No, the Overseer thinks too much." An Wanqing said in a panic.

It's not that she deliberately wants to reject him, it's just that she has poisoned heart makeup, and once she is emotional, she can't bear it, and this kind of taste is really uncomfortable.

She was really afraid, afraid that one day, she would fall in love with him completely.

If that day really comes, she is not afraid that she will never recover, but she is afraid that she will affect him.

"Isn't it like all girls change their faces?" Yan Qingyu shrugged, muttered to herself, lowered her head and continued to eat.

An Wanqing didn't have much appetite, and she couldn't let go of the two words her father said to Yan Qingyu before he died.

Leave?

What does that mean, exactly?

Father doesn't just want Lord Yan to leave with the Imperial Jin Army, right? Obviously, it doesn't make sense.

She thought about it all the way, but she still couldn't understand why her father tried his last strength to leave the word 'leaving', and what he wanted to express?

Do these two words have any special meaning to the father?

An Wanqing shook her head puzzled, couldn't help but pick up the teacup, poured a little of the tea in the cup on the dining table, dipped her fingers in the water and wrote it on the table, and said to herself, "Leave?" What does that mean exactly? ”

Seeing her talking to herself, Yan Qingyu was stunned, put down the chopsticks in her hand, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"I'm wondering why my father wrote these two words when he was dying......" An Wanqing stared intently at the two words written on the table with tea, shaking her head in confusion, "Strange ......"

"The governor asked An Guogong at that time, but he knew who wanted to harm him, but An Guogong was speechless at that time, and in a hurry, he hurriedly left these two words, and the governor couldn't understand it." Yan Qingyu was puzzled.

An Wanqing held her chin thoughtfully, shook her head blankly, and said to herself in distraction, "I always feel that these two words must mean something, but now I have no clue, hey......"

Looking at the tea word An Wanqing wrote on the table, Yan Qingyu was stunned for a moment, frowned and recalled again, then pointed to the tea word she wrote on the table, and said seriously: "Bendu remembers, these two words are a little tight, you write these two words closer, and then take a closer look, maybe it is not known what pattern it is." ”

"Pattern?" An Wanqing was stunned for a moment, nodded, hurriedly wiped off the word tea on the table, and wrote the word 'leave' again.

As soon as he finished writing, he suddenly caught a glimmer of inspiration in his mind, and he was stunned, his pupils dilated instantly, and he raised his head and stared at him with big eyes, his lips trembled slightly with excitement, "I...... I got ......."

"You got it?" Yan Qingyu was stunned for a moment, looked down at the word 'leaving' on the table, still clueless, and then looked up at her again, and said blankly: "But what do you see?" ”

"It's not two words, it's one." An Wanqing reminded.

"A word?" Yan Qingyu was startled, and looked down at the word 'leaving' written on the table with tea again, and looked at her strangely, "How can it be a word?" ”

An Wanqing was stunned for a moment, looked down at the words in front of her, and then looked at Yan Qingyu who looked puzzled, suddenly understood, hurriedly ran to him, looked in his direction, and suddenly realized, "Oh, no wonder the Overseer thinks it's the word 'leaving', I see......"

"What are you talking to yourself? Isn't that the word 'gone'? Yan Qingyu looked at her strangely.

An Wanqing shook her head, walked to her seat and sat down, looked at Yan Qingyu who was sitting opposite her, and said seriously: "If you look at it from the front, it is a word. ”

"Huh?" Yan Qingyu looked at her dumbfounded.

"The Overseer was sitting opposite me, and he was also standing opposite my father at the time, so it is normal for the Overseer to read this word backwards, and it is normal for him to misread this word......" Speaking of this, An Wanqing hurriedly beckoned to him and said, "The Overseer came to my side to take a look, and he understood." ”

Yan Qingyu was inexplicable for a while, glanced at her, left her seat, walked in front of her, looked down at the word 'leaving' written with tea on the table, looked carefully, was dumbfounded, turned her head and looked at An Wanqing, startled.

"Zhao." The two spoke almost in unison.

An Wanqing nodded seriously.

Seeing that the two of them were shocked, everyone heard the sound and turned their heads to look at them strangely.

"Hey, what are you two doing running around after eating?" The man in blue said.

"Two guest officers, are you alright?" The shopkeeper asked.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing ......," An Wanqing hurriedly replied.

Everyone glanced at her inexplicably, and continued to chat.

"Could it be ......" Yan Qingyu didn't bother to pay attention to everyone's strange eyes, frowned thoughtfully, and whispered to her: "Xiangguo Gong Zhao Zibi." ”

"I thought of going with the overseer, and the entire capital was able to set the criminal department on fire without being noticed, and it happened to be surnamed 'Zhao', the Manchu Dynasty was civil and military, and I am afraid that there is only Uncle Guo." An Wanqing took a deep breath, hurriedly wiped off the tea on the table with her hand, her heart was pounding, and she said in a daze: "I just don't know, what grievances are there between Uncle Guo and my father?" Why did he put my father to death? ”

Yan Qingyu patted her arm lightly, and then walked to the opposite her and sat down, frowning slightly, and said with relief: "Now that you have a clue, this governor will definitely help you find out the truth of the matter, you can rest assured." ”

An Wanqing had a sour nose, tears couldn't help but slide down her cheeks, and she whimpered with tears: "Thank you......"

"Well, we are also friends of life and death, what are you polite to Bendu?" Yan Qingyu smiled at her, and then said seriously: "After this matter returns to Beijing, we will discuss it in the long run." ”

An Wanqing nodded at him with tears, and her heart was mixed.

What is the grudge between the father and Xiang Guogong? Will Xiang Guogong design to frame his father? Is this matter related to the return of the five princes to Beijing?

The current situation is too complicated, and we can only wait until we return to the capital to think about it in the long run.

An Wanqing raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Yan Qingyu, her heart jumped up, and she took a deep breath with a burning pain.

Although I am alone, dealing with Xiangguo Gong is like a grasshopper shaking a tree, but fortunately, with him with me, I am no longer alone......

It's just that I should tell him about the medicinal properties of Poison Heart Makeup? Do you really want to hide it from him all the time?

Hey, let's not tell him......

Maybe it's just his wishful thinking, after all, he is the jade-faced Yama Luoyan Governor, and the woman he will marry in the future, whether it is family talent or posture and internal rhyme, should be superior, I am poisoned with heart makeup, and I have painted someone else's face, so I am definitely not worthy of him......

Thinking of this, An Wanqing was inexplicably a little lost, and her former loftiness and self-confidence were gone......

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