"I don't lie down." Meng Yuyun was stubborn, but her hand couldn't help but pick Qin Jingan's sleeve, feeling worried in her heart. Where did the big place come from on the beams of the house, Qin Jing'an was slender, and it was reluctant to pull Meng Yuyun and jump up together. If she lies down again, Qin Jingan will really have no place to stand.

Qin Jing'an didn't know what she was thinking, so he only comforted in a calm voice: "Be obedient, it will be more comfortable to lie down."

"I'm comfortable, but you're uncomfortable." Meng Yuyun lowered her head awkwardly, her voice was weak, but it was clear and long in the empty house that penetrated into Qin Jing'an's ears.

He didn't know how to answer for a while, but his eyes were shining a little, and the room was dark and oppressive, but Qin Jingan could see the awkwardness on her face clearly.

Knowing that she was doing it for her own good, he couldn't help but have a smile on his cheeks, he nodded, and said seemingly casually: "Then sit down, hook your body a little, and you won't hit your head."

When he finished speaking, he bent his legs and sat cross-legged. Meng Yuyun couldn't grasp the corners of his clothes, his feet were swaying, and he wanted to sit down, but he was afraid of falling.

Even so, she kept to her duty and did not touch the prince's skin at all. If Meng Yuyun said that she was not afraid of being fake, her eyes glanced at the ground slightly, her head was swollen and painful, and her feet were soft and weak, as if she was about to fall at any time.

Qin Jing'an couldn't see her discomfort, the corners of his lips moved slightly, and he stretched out a pair of slender hands, which were clearly placed under Meng Yuyun's eyelids, "Help me." ”

Holding the corner of Qin Jing'an's clothes, Meng Yuyun already felt that something was wrong, seeing him like this, his heart was even more panicked, his eyes dodged and let go, his body froze, and he didn't dare to move.

Meng Yuyun's action of letting go was really sarcastic in Qin Jing'an's eyes, and the smile on his lips stopped abruptly, he didn't say anything anymore, closed his eyes, and closed his eyes to himself.

Fortunately, Meng Yuyun is thin, and she wears many clothes in winter, and she is not bulky. With some difficulty, he stretched out his hand to hook the beam, and his legs were coiled like the king.

There was not much space in the beams, the two of them sat cross-legged and facing each other, the distance was not large, Meng Yuyun tried her best not to let herself touch Qin Jing'an, even the corners of her clothes were stacked together, she quickly stabilized her body, and carefully separated the entangled fabrics, clean and distinct.

Even so, in the small space, I can't avoid the warm breath on my face. Qin Jing'an's body had a faint smell of sandalwood, and even his breath was filled with a wisp of sandalwood.

Meng Yuyun saw that his eyes were closed, his lips were stained with a smile, he lowered his head, and let the breath fall on his forehead.

This afternoon, if it weren't for the cramped environment, would have been beautiful. At least in Meng Yuyun's heart, that's what she thinks.

The room was obviously a little cold, but when she was by Qin Jing'an's side, it was like a spring breeze, and her body was not cold, and her palm was still a little warm.

Qin Jing'an didn't know the little girl's thoughts, he was afraid that if he opened his eyes rashly, it would make Meng Yuyun fall into a fright.

If he had to put his mind in the sunshine...... Qin Jing'an's eyelashes trembled slightly, and an inexplicable feeling in his heart scared him.

He is greedy for the warmth of the moment, and he has a bit of a taste of stealing half a day's leisure.

The night fell, and the winter night always came earlier than the summer, and the lonely moonlight fell on the snow-covered land, and the snow on the ground became more and more natural, without the slightest trace of destruction.

The sound of creaking snow in the forest sounded, and the snow that had been trampled on had already fallen a dirty footprint, and on a snow-white earth, it was like clean rice paper dyed with ink.

But this beautiful scenery is a gift from God, just wait for the snow to fly tomorrow, and then accumulate a thick layer, you will not see the ugly appearance of being trampled at this time. And if the rice paper is ruined, it can no longer be recovered.

The door was slowly pushed open. The wooden door was probably not very well done, grinding on the ground and making a harsh and unpleasant sound. Meng Yuyun's breath was suffocated, a string was tight in her head, and she didn't even dare to glance down, for fear that the person would find out that her gaze was too hot.

Murderer! The murderer who killed five or six people in the imperial capital Chang'an and is still at large is under the beam of the house at this moment, which makes her not excited, and the excitement is mixed with anger and disgust.

Meng Yuyun's breathing was a little heavier, and it was to no avail that she was trying to control it. I can't help but be a little afraid, if it's because of my own bad things, I'm afraid that even if I slap myself twice, I can't help the victims who died.

The sound of footsteps sounded in the room, light and fluttering, like ghosts. If Meng Yuyun hadn't learned that he was the murderer early in the morning, I was afraid that he would have panicked.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and her excitement was gradually replaced by joy, and after solving this case, she would be able to spare time to do a good job for the two old men of the Lu family.

Even though she said that day that she didn't want Tang Nan to look for flowers, she still felt in her heart that the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha was comparable to a lifetime of coarse tea and light rice with her beloved. It's just that I want Wanhua to be calm and calm these days, and when she convinces the two Lu family, she will be able to bring Wanhua back openly.

Just as she was thinking wildly, the footsteps below her had stopped, and the man seemed to be afraid of the cold, and from time to time he breathed a sigh to keep warm.

Qin Jing'an also opened his eyes, his thick eyelashes covered the deep ink at the bottom of his eyes, he smiled at Meng Yuyun, his mouth opened and closed, but he didn't make a sound.

But Meng Yuyun knew, he was saying, don't be afraid.

Meng Yuyun silently felt these two words between her lips and teeth, her heart warmed, and she nodded with a smile.

The people below him seemed to be waiting for someone, standing in one place for a while, then stomping their feet, walking two steps and then changing places, the orange candlelight stretched the shadows for a long time, and the quiet room made people feel uneasy.

Meng Yuyun didn't know why Qin Jing'an didn't act, seeing him smiling and silent, he was not in a hurry, so he could only suppress his temperament and wait patiently.

A moment later, two cuckoo chirpings rang out outside the house, startling Meng Yuyun almost to roll over and fall.

This is winter, before the Spring Festival, where did the cuckoo come from.

Could it be......

Meng Yuyun subconsciously held her breath, her eyes glaring at the boss because of her own guess. And Qin Jing'an's face had turned pale, he didn't seem to expect things to change, he hurriedly glanced at Meng Yuyun, and didn't care about the explanation, grabbed her shoulders and jumped down with all his might.

After staying on the beam for a long time, Meng Yuyun's feet were already numb, and she didn't dare to move, even if she was extremely uncomfortable, she just rubbed it quietly, and she didn't cry.

This fall, the numb foot touched the ground in vain, the body was unstable, and he fell to the side.

The piercing pain immediately spread from her ankle to her entire body, she bit her lip, and stared at Qin Jing'an with wide eyes as if there was wind under her feet, rushing towards the petite body in a black cloak.