Zhou Yinchen blinked his cloudy eyes, "The son is silent, and the father doesn't believe in any fate." ”

Finally he added, "But I believe." Fate comes and goes, but I believe that everything is destined in the dark. ”

Ye Mu ginseng is too lazy to talk.

He closed his eyes in contemplation, his sword eyebrows frowning slightly.

When he opened his eyes again, the dullness in the chest of the smiling hall master had dissipated, and he was clear.

"Brother Bingyan," Ye Mushen smiled gently, "Has there been any missing items in the Taifu Mansion recently?" ”

"Nope." Zhou Yinchen smiled proudly, "This is the Taifu Mansion!" Don't say anything about the objects - even the fallen leaves in the courtyard have to be checked twice by a special subordinate to confirm that they have not brought anything from the house before they can be shipped out. ”

Ye Mushen raised his eyebrows slightly.

Zhou Hao's dots on the house are really meticulous......

Then he is not too suspicious and his personality is too perverse......

It's that there is a ghost in the heart.

"It doesn't have to be a precious property," Ye Mushen cautiously guided Zhou Yinchen, "Think about it again, is there anything that is old, put in an inconspicuous corner, and can't be used on weekdays?" ”

"This ......" Zhou Yinchen leaned on the rockery, clasped his hands around his chest, and thought deeply, "It seems that I really lost such a thing a few days ago...... On the night that Dr. Ling treated his father. ”

Ye Mushen's mind reflected Ling Shang biting a wisp of green silk and concentrating on solving Gu for Zhou Hao.

That night, Ling Shang seemed to have been delayed outside for a while, and returned to the Dustless House very late.

He looked so good in that red robe.

Ye Mushen's heartbeat was chaotic again.

He settled down, and his voice became gentle, "Brother Bingyan, please tell me in detail about the lost thing." ”

"Well......" Zhou Yinchen looked sad, "That thing, it is priceless, but for our Zhou family, it is ......"

Ye Mu asked curiously, "But the queen's relics?" ”

"Hey, the Night Hall Master is really a smart person," Zhou Yinchen nodded, "My sister had an unfortunate childbirth ten years ago, and it is a pity that she has a thin face...... After her death, there was a bag in the relics, which was a token of His Majesty's friendship with her. ”

"Tokens?" Ye Mushen was a little surprised.

In his impression, the emperor's old man was cold and selfish, with an old face all day long, and he didn't look like a kind of lover who would give away tokens.

Zhou Yinchen thought of Zhou Yun, and his heart rippled with nostalgia, "That's right, in the early years, my sister married into the royal family, and the two of them made a ...... on the wedding day."

"I've heard a lot of the love stories of the emperor and the empress back then," Ye Mushen interrupted in a cold voice, "Brother Bingyan just needs to tell me what's going on with that bag." ”

"Ah......" Zhou Yinchen immediately reacted and smiled guiltily, "I'm just unintentional, I didn't mean to mention your sadness, don't mind it......"

"It's nothing, it's not a sad thing-" Ye Mushen put his hands behind his back and looked at Zhou Yinchen calmly, "Besides, how can I be sad?" ”

"Okay, good, the master of the hall only recognizes money in this life, only wants to be happy, laughs proudly in the world, and has never been sad!"

Zhou Yinchen looked at Ye Mu Shen like a white tiger star hanging high in the southern sky on a winter night, and couldn't help but feel sorry again.

He stretched out his hand and put his hand on Ye Mushen's shoulder, "Tonight, our brothers and sons will go to have a good life, what do you say?" ”

"Brother Bingyan, I have an appointment with the beauty tonight." Ye Mushen curled the corners of her lips meaningfully, "If you want to be an adult, don't interrupt and tell me about the tips." ”

"Have a date with a beauty?" Zhou Yinchen was stunned in shock, "Which beauty?" It's a surprise! What other beauty can you miss? ”

"Ahem, we're talking about Taifu......" Ye Mushen reminded again angrily.

He suddenly understood how difficult it was for Ling Shang to tolerate his nonsense on weekdays.

But with Ling Shang's temperament, Ye Mushen was not poisoned after all......

Hehe, it seems that Ling Shang is really good to himself.

Thinking of this, Ye Mushen's starry eyes were bent up, as bright as the moon.