Meng Yuyun wanted to ask something, but Qin Jing'an nodded clearly, then ordered a few dishes that sounded pretty good, then stuffed a piece of broken silver to the little second brother and let the little second brother go.

"Don't be so anxious, save others to be suspicious." Qin Jingan poured himself tea without hurry.

Hearing this, even if she was anxious in her heart, Meng Yuyun could only shut up. She looked at the people coming and going outside the window, pursed her lips, and the unruined right side of her face looked soft and beautiful.

The long and thick eyelashes were like a small fan, fluttering, and seemed to scratch Qin Jing'an's heart invisibly.

It's not that he doesn't notice his abnormality these days, but he just comforts himself vigorously, and he doesn't. How could he have feelings for a child, let alone a child who was supposed to be a pawn.

I took a sip of tea and suppressed the restlessness in my heart.

Not long after, the little second brother came again, he bent over Qin Jingan apologetically, and said, "Childe, there is a girl on the third floor who pointed out that she wants to find you, you see this is ......"

Qin Jing'an hooked his lips, "Since that's the case, let's send those dishes to the third floor!" ”

When the two of them walked up to the third floor, the eyes of those Miao Jiang people were focused on them again, but this time, there were more doubts.

At the end of the third floor, there was a child who looked like a scholar, born upright, and when he saw the two of them coming, he smiled and said without humility or arrogance: "Childe has been waiting for you for a long time."

Qin Jing'an raised his chin, there was no ripple in his deep eyes, and he nodded, indicating that he knew.

The scholar pushed open the door, "Please." ”

The room is very clean and simple, as soon as you enter the door, you will see a square table, a few stools, an oil lamp on the table, a set of tea sets, and two or three books.

In the depths of the gray veil, there is a beautiful woman, the beauty is wearing the clothes of a Miao Jiang man, and there is still residual baby fat on her immature face, he looks clean eyebrows and eyes, and his body has a light and thorough breath, like a fairy in the sky falling into the mortal world, very good.

I have seen too many amazing characters, so when she saw this legendary Holy Son of Miao Jiang, Meng Yuyun behaved extremely calmly, she just trembled her eyelashes, and then quietly accompanied Qin Jing'an without saying a word.

"The Holy Son entered Chang'an, and he didn't know the king, so that the king could respect the friendship of the landlord!" Although Qin Jing'an was smiling, he had a calm face on his face.

The veil was lifted by a white hand, and the boy known as the Holy Son silently walked in front of Qin Jing'an, although he looked small, he was not short, and Qin Jing'an could be said to be evenly matched. It's just that the body is much thinner, as if the wind will blow away.

There was a faint smell of herbs on his body, which smelled very good, and Meng Yuyun couldn't help but take two more sips. Let Qin Jingan see it, he narrowed his eyes, trying to hide the killing intent that flashed in his eyes towards the boy.

"Entering Chang'an was on a whim of mine, and I didn't want too many people to know. Also, the prince doesn't have to call me the Holy Son, if you don't mind, call me Qin Shu. The Holy Son spoke very casually, he smiled and patted his head, "I forgot, it's time to pour tea." ”

While pouring tea, he said with a smile: "I don't do this on weekdays, please forgive me."

Qin Jingan consciously took the tea, "Qin Shu knows how many murders in Chang'an have been committed recently?" It's a little similar to the one back then! ”

This remark may seem like a common thing, but it is powerful, and the three people present know it. Qin Shu didn't guess that the first prince would actually express his intention so obviously.

He was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "The prince came to this inn to suspect Qin Shu of murder."

Qin Jing'an quietly put down the teacup, he clasped his hands around his chest, and stared at Qin Shu's fiercely, as if he could see a trace of strangeness in those calm eyes.

"The king didn't say that."

"If I kill someone, where do I dare to invite Shaoqing of Dali Temple to get together. It's just that someone wants to harm me. Qin Shu shook his head with a smile, his gaze fell on Meng Yuyun's face, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Although he didn't say anything, Meng Yuyun still felt it, her face was red, and she was a little embarrassed to dodge.

This made the man next to her can't help but stand in front of her. The appearance of protecting a calf made Qin Shu couldn't help laughing.

"This king has a personal testimony and has designated you, saying that you killed a maid named Xiaolian."

"I don't know any maids, and I believe that the prince will not wronged good people." After Qin Shu said this, he couldn't help coughing violently, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief, turned around, and coughed for a whole quarter of an hour before he eased up.

Qin Shu wiped his mouth and said to Qin Jingan apologetically: "I've been in bad health since I was a child, don't mind."

"Aren't the people of Miao Jiang good at Gu arts? Why are you still like this? Meng Yuyun's eyes were sharp, and she saw that the handkerchief that Qin Shu put away was stained with some blood, which was still black, which was obviously abnormal.

Qin Shu didn't seem to expect Meng Yuyun to suddenly say such a thing, and he looked at this boy who was younger than himself in astonishment.

"I'm this, brought out of my mother's womb, and it can't be cured. Presumably, the prince also knew that the last saint died suddenly when she was under house arrest, and I had just given birth to half a moon at that time. What a violent death is nothing more than a slow sex poison, and the time will go as soon as the time comes. Qin Shu paused at this point, and a touch of sadness crossed his eyes.

"Qin Shu came this time for the case that year. I want to overturn the case and clear her name. ”

The case back then was far more suspicious than the one recorded in the file, as a saint, there have been no less than five people around her since she was a child, and Gu poison is a gloomy thing in the eyes of everyone. But the saint grew up under the watchful eye of so many people, and it was impossible for her to learn such a thing.

What's more, the last generation of saints is famous for their kindness.

Qin Shu said that the saint was a scapegoat.

Meng Yuyun noticed that the last saint in Qin Shu's mouth was his biological mother, but his title was not intimate.

"She gave birth to me, and it didn't take long for her to kill her. I don't know how I've been underground. Qin Shu seemed to be talking to himself, "You shouldn't be having a good time, the murderer who killed himself is still at large." ”

In this way, it is obvious that Qin Shu is not the murderer, and the last clue is broken, which makes Meng Yuyun almost desperate.

"I can help you, but only if you overturn the case for her."

When Qin Shu said this with a childish face, Meng Yuyun was a little frightened.

She knew that this young Son must not be so innocent and harmless on the surface. The mother is a murderer, and even if she has the reputation of being a descendant of a saint, she will inevitably suffer some anger.

"It was very troublesome to get involved in that incident back then." Qin Jing'an showed his non-cooperation in one sentence.