Ye Junchen gently stroked her back, wanting to comfort her, but she heard noisy footsteps outside the door, and before she could make a sound, the door was pushed open by someone, it was a cold star.

"Master, something happened to Miss Nan." Han Xing's voice was eager.

"Something's wrong?" Ye Junchen frowned slightly and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"I don't know very well, Nan-sama is also here, and it feels a little tricky."

A small hand gently caressed Ye Junchen's frowning brows, as if to wipe away all the troubles in his heart.

"Nian Nian." Ye Junchen grabbed his little hand and said softly, "You lie down and rest, I'll go back when I go." ”

"Can't I go?"

Ye Junchen looked at the other party's expectant eyes, and he really couldn't say anything to refuse.

"Master, let Miss Eleven go, if Miss Nan is fine, she can directly take medicine in her house, you also know Miss Nan's temperament, if she tosses back and forth, she will definitely be reluctant to do it." Han Xing glanced at Eleven and clenched his fists with both hands.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Ye Junchen's eyes.

Hanxing's personality, he knows.

Black is black, white is white, there is absolutely no gray area, and it is quite stubborn.

One moment, when he was disgusted with Niannian, the next moment, he interceded for her, such a change made him a little stunned, was there something he didn't know?

When Eleven heard Han Xing's words, he raised his little face and showed a bright smile towards Han Xing.

Han Xing was expressionless, as if what he had said before was not what he said at all.

When I went to the courtyard of Nanjing, Ye Junchen was in front, and Eleven and Hanxing were behind.

"Why didn't you tell Ah Ye about Liu Dayuan and the inn?" Eleven asked in a low voice.

"When Miss Jiang was five years old, she had a strange disease, and even if she grew up for so many years, it was only equivalent to the cognition of an eight-year-old child." Han Xing asked in a cold voice, "You are not Miss Jiang at all. ”

"Seeing must be true?" Eleven chuckled, "My mother died of a serious illness when I was five years old, and I couldn't afford to be sick for three years because of this. ”

"When I was eight years old, I was calculated by the second sister and the third sister to fall into the lotus pond and almost died, from that time on, I was not stupid, in order to survive, I had to pretend to be crazy and stupid."

"Grandpa favored me, and the second and third sisters did it again when I was nine years old, being abducted and trafficked by human traffickers, and rescued by a master on the way, after which he would secretly enter Jiangfu to teach me some things that could protect me, including martial arts."

These are all made up on the basis of facts, and there is no clue to check it, and Eleven is naturally not afraid of Han Xing to investigate.

"Do you believe it or not, what I said is the truth, you offered to let me go with me, I'm afraid that Miss Nan's matter is a little tricky, you can't solve it, right?"

Hanxing pursed the corners of his mouth.

No refutation, no agreement, quiet silence.

"Since you choose to hide it, you will hide it for the rest of your life."

Eleven dropped a sentence softly, trotted two steps quickly, and entered a courtyard side by side with Ye Junchen.

Han Xing looked at the backs of the two, harmoniously as if they had come out of a painting, and his eyes revealed a complex light.

As soon as he entered the room, Ye Junchen saw Nan Ling kneeling on the wooden bed, his whole little face was pale and terrible, Nan Jing kept persuading him on the side, his eyes involuntarily fell on the wooden bed under Nan Ling, and he couldn't help but purse the corners of his mouth.

"Nan Ling, the murder case has not yet been clarified, you dare to bring the wooden bed back without permission, do you know what you have done?!" The voice as cold as the moon made the noisy room suddenly quiet, "It is a felony to destroy the murder scene like this!" ”