Lin Tao said: "But how do you look at the eleventh girl, none of the eleventh girls are Miss Jiang, the eleventh girl is not stupid, and the other is full of martial arts, Lord Night, what do you say?" ”

Ye Junchen didn't answer the question and got up to leave.

Seeing this, Lin Tao shouted at the other party's back: "My lord, my Xiu Mu ......"

Han Yue guarded the door, watching Ye Junchen go and return, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward and hugged his fists.

"Eleven girls just took medicine and fell asleep."

"Yes."

Han Yue thought that the master would leave if he asked, but he didn't want to go directly into the house, and was about to follow, but the door was suddenly closed, leaving him in place for a long time.

Ye Junchen walked slowly to the side of the bed, his eyes kept falling on his palm-sized face.

The long black hair hung down on the side of the bed, and the skin was as white as snow, because of the heat, the cheeks were pink, and the delicate lower lips between the nose were slightly open, delicate as new.

He sat softly on the edge of the bed, tracing her outline with his gaze, afraid of missing a single thing.

He was hunted down and killed that year, and almost died in the imperial city.

I met a little girl named Yi Nian who hid him and secretly stuffed some silver taels to save his life.

He was seven years old and she was five.

After that, he kept sending people everywhere to inquire about this little girl named Yi Nian, but for more than ten years, there was no news, and gradually he put this matter aside.

The face of the little woman in front of her gradually overlapped with the somewhat vague little face in the impression.

He already remembered the appearance of the little girl, but he remembered that the clear and unadulterated eyes were seven points similar to the woman in front of him.

"Xiao Nian, is that you?"

The deep sound is like the murmuring of water in the night.

At that moment, a voice sounded outside the door.

"Brother Yue, can you be in the room?"

Ye Junchen retracted his gaze, got up and left the room.

"What?"

Seeing Ye Junchen coming out of another room, Fang Yuan couldn't help but be stunned, and quickly covered up such emotions and clasped his hands into fists.

"There was a murder on Chengnan Street." Fang Yuan lowered his voice and said, "Liu Zhutou asked his subordinates to invite Lord Ye to come over. ”

Ye Junchen nodded, and left Dali Temple with Fang Yuan to go to the scene of the murder, and glanced at Han Yue before leaving.

Han Yue hurriedly clenched his fists with both hands, and understood what the master meant, but he didn't quite understand that the princelings secretly sent many women to approach the master, but they were all rejected by the master's righteous words, why did he care so much about this woman?

There is a rule in Dali Temple.

Once the head catcher sent to the scene of the murder cannot make a rough judgment on the scene, he can ask Ye Junchen to come to the scene to investigate and consider, but such a thing has never happened.

This is the first time.

The scene of the murder was in a newly opened inn, the Harmony Inn.

The inn is surrounded by people, and if you don't catch it at the door of the inn, you will definitely go in to satisfy your curiosity.

As soon as Ye Junchen entered the inn, he didn't smell any blood, and couldn't help frowning.

The absence of the smell of blood means that the corpse is not bleeding, and it is generally a suicide, even if it is a homicide, it is nothing more than poisoning, etc.

"Your Excellency." A gruff voice came from upstairs.

As soon as Ye Junchen looked up, a man in head-catching clothes stood at the top of the stairs, it was Liu Dayuan, the head-catcher.

Hearing the sound, I went upstairs.

"This is the scene of the murder." Liu Dayuan walked two quick steps, walked to the door of one of the guest rooms and said to Ye Junchen, "Before you go in, please be prepared." ”