In the carriage, Lin Zhiruo had already covered her mouth by Qin Zimo, Qin Zimo listened to the movement outside, and knew that no one would disturb him again, so he let go of his hand, "Yo, you have a lot of confidence in shouting, could it be that someone insulted you in the past?" ”

Lin Zhiruo pushed Qin Zimo away, "What other bastard besides you!" Shameless beasts! ”

Qin Zimo was pushed away, but he was not angry at all, but with Lin Zhiruo's scolding, he remembered the indulgence between the two a few days ago.

"Don't be angry with this king, it's okay if you don't want to cover your face, just stay in the carriage, and I'll ask someone to bring the information back to the house for you to check slowly." Qin Zimo said as he lifted the curtain and walked out.

Lin Zhiruo looked at Qin Zimo's back resentfully, put on her shoes again, and followed at the same time, "Why do you ask me to hide my face, I have nothing to do with you!" ”

Qin Zimo, who got out of the carriage, turned around and saw Lin Zhiruo limping to get out of the car, his face was cold, he stepped forward and pulled her off the car, and held her in his arms, "What do you mean that it has nothing to do with this king?" Do you want this king to take you to that bed now to relive the scene of you panting under this king? ”

Lin Zhiruo was shocked by the emotion in Qin Zimo's eyes, she suddenly froze, and lost the majestic gesture just now: "Let's say okay, I'll help you handle the case, you won't go up to me, if you dare to regret it, I'll castrate you!" ”

Qin Zimo raised his eyebrows in awe-inspiring manner, "Do you want others to see your face, Ruo'er?" ”

Lin Zhiruo shook her head again and again, "No, no, everything is up to the prince." She reached out from her memory and took out the silk scarf that he was going to take to cover her face from Qin Zimo's arms, and obediently wrapped herself around her face, "Now the prince can finally rest assured?" Let me down......"

Qin Zimo looked at her half-hidden face, let out a sigh of satisfaction, and walked up the stairs with her in his arms.

"Hey! Put me down, don't you feel embarrassed and embarrassed when you hug a big man? Lin Zhiruo said and struggled twice.

Qin Zimo looked at the road, and naturally said seriously: "Mu Gongzi has an injury on his foot and still insists on serving this king, so what's the harm of this king hugging Mu Gongzi?" The big husband should be informal, why should Mu Gongzi be afraid of villain rumors? ”

Lin Zhiruo was speechless, "Then, then there is Lord Lao......"

Back in the room where Qin Zimo worked, Qin Zimo put Lin Zhiruo on the seat, poured a cup of tea for her as if thoughtful, opened the information, and said to her: "The information is here, this king has already read and checked it, and I am afraid that there will be some omissions, so I will pick out more people who may be related to this case. ”

Lin Zhiruo didn't look at him, she stared at the information and began to read, looking at the traditional Chinese characters on the paper, she was sincerely glad that although the original owner was dead, she left her the words she knew, otherwise she could only be illiterate, where would she have the opportunity to be begged by this dead Qin Zimo to help him solve the case......

That's not right! Lin Zhiruo suddenly thought that if she didn't understand traditional characters, then she wouldn't be able to read these materials, and she wouldn't be able to write any autopsy reports, so she wouldn't have used to wade through this troubled water, let alone be forcibly handled by Qin Zimo in this room......

Lin Zhiruo thought of this, and rubbed her eyebrows painfully, she knew that this was the case, she should have pretended to be illiterate in the first place, and said that she didn't understand these things, and Qin Zimo wouldn't come up to entangle, so pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is the way to survive! But now that the matter is already overwhelmed, she has shown so many hands in front of Qin Zimo, if this corpse shredding case can't be done, Qin Zimo will definitely not let her go easily, no matter how much she regrets it, she doesn't want to, she has to continue to do it.

Qin Zimo sat on the side and saw Lin Zhiruo officially enter the state to read the information, so he got up and walked away.

Lin Zhiruo saw that Qin Zimo had left, and let out a big breath of relief, and continued to look lazily half-paralyzed. But within a few seconds, she actually saw Qin Zimo coming again, again! Come! Finish!

Not only did he come, but he also moved the dossier he wanted to read, as well as the pen and ink, and sat down next to Lin Zhiruo!

Lin Zhiruo was really speechless, although this case was quite spacious, but as soon as he came over, it made her feel unusually crowded! She turned her head and stared at Qin Zimo with resentful eyes, "Didn't you see that I can't sit down here?" She said and tilted her body to block the position where Qin Zimo was going to sit.

"It's okay, this king likes to be compact and warm." Qin Zimo squeezed together with her as he spoke, picked up the pen and wrote two strokes on the file, turned his face to look at Lin Zhiruo, who sat up straight again, and smiled evilly, "Ruo'er, why don't you continue to lean on the shoulder of this king?" It's easier than that. ”

Lin Zhiruo didn't reply to him with a cold face, so he continued to read his file with interest, and the two of them got busy.

The time soon came to noon, Qin Zimo and Lin Zhiruo were immersed in their work and couldn't extricate themselves until Yahuan knocked on the door.

"Lord Qiqi, noon has arrived, what kind of food does the prince want to use?" Yahuan's voice is soft and pleasant.

Qin Zimo put down his pen and looked up at Lin Zhiruo's side face, "What does Ruo'er want to eat?" ”

Lin Zhiruo looked back at him, "Thank you for a bowl of fried noodles." After saying that, she stretched, lay down to the side, leaned against the pillow and closed her eyes, "Okay, call me, I'll squint for a while." ”

Qin Zimo instructed Yahuan: "Just like yesterday, I want two people." ”

"Yes, the slave will prepare."

Qin Zimo stood up and stretched, pinched his shoulders twice, sat down again, poured a cup of tea and drank it, looked at Lin Zhiruo and asked her, "Do you want tea?" ”

Lin Zhiruo shook her head lazily and didn't make a sound. Qin Zimo put down the teacup, stood up and walked to the window, opened the window, and looked into the distance.

I don't know why he always felt a little uncomfortable as soon as he returned to the palace, as if he was being manipulated by something, only when he came to Dali Temple, surrounded by piles of books on the case, and then took advantage of his leisure to stand in front of this window and look into the distance for a while, he would get a short period of peace. will feel less lonely.

Qin Zimo couldn't help but be stunned when he thought of this, lonely? Is he lonely? The most beautiful Oiran in Jinfeng Yuan has been married back to his home, as soon as he returns to Yuehua Garden, he can hold warm fragrant nephrite, Yao'er also has countless customs that can make him achieve the satisfaction he wants, he is not lonely, right?

But why is it that when he is alone and does nothing, he is so uncomfortable that he wants someone to be with him, to talk, or just to stay like that...... Just like at this moment, there is still a Lin Zhiruo in his house, so he is not so lonely.

He didn't know why he felt this way when he was there, but he just liked to be with her, talk about cases, make trouble, be quiet and silent, and anything. It's even better than being with Yao'er, lingering and compassionate......