At such moments, Mr. Detective would take a puff of cigarette, puff out thick smoke, and laugh self-deprecatingly and say, "God, why should I, an old man, be on the tip of the bull's horns?" God is God, and a detective is a detective. Leave God's work to God. ”

Then he would let go of the confusion and shout out the door: "Dear Miss Betty, please bring me the next client's file." ”

The wine-like voice is as real as yesterday, as if it is also in the ears at this time.

Chen Ying smiled.

She loves Mr. Detective.

Cherish all that he has given her even more.

Mr. Detective never thinks of himself as a god, and neither does she.

Just as Guo Wan can't take the lives and fates of many people as nothing at the cost of revenge (such as the innocent clansmen of the Guo family), she Chen Ying has no right to use this as a support for her beliefs.

If the price of seeking the truth is to make more people recover, then she gives up.

No one is above life.

The eldest princess and the county lord of Xiangshan can't, Guo Wan can't, and Chen Ying can't either.

Is there a difference between killing out of respect, killing out of desire, killing out of revenge, or killing out of faith?

No.

At least that's what Chen Ying thinks.

Murder is murder, and no matter what banner or name it takes, all acts of taking the lives of innocent people are the greatest evil in the world.

It is precisely because of this that when faith and other people's lives are placed on the same scale, Chen Ying can only choose the latter.

Looking out the window at the crowd, she tugged at the corners of her lips and smiled her usual smile.

If this is a game between her and Guo Wan, so far, she has completely lost.

Go down in flames.

Where there is love, where there is reverence, there must also be a bottom line.

This is something that Chen Ying can't give up, and it is also what Guo Wan first abandoned.

In her previous life, Chen Ying had made the same choice as Guo Wan, but in this life, she will no longer be.

Because she comes from another era, she knows that every life deserves to be respected and cherished.

Therefore, she understands Guo Wan's behavior, but she will never regress to the same position as her.

It is precisely because of this that Touzi admits defeat is the most correct choice she can make in this time and space where imperial power is supreme.

"Your Majesty is really the Holy Monarch of the Son of Heaven, and gave Mrs. Guo a two-month period to recuperate, I heard that she is almost well." Zhishi's voice suddenly sounded, and there was a lot of comfort in his words.

Chen Ying was pulled back by her voice, and said with a smile: "What you said is that Your Majesty is indeed generous. ”

The reason why there is this is because Guo Wan entered Huangjue Temple two months later than the scheduled day.

When the will was promulgated, the news of the death of the second elder of the Han family also reached the palace, Guo Wan couldn't withstand the blow, vomited blood and fainted on the spot, unconscious.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince took pity on her loneliness, and personally pleaded with Emperor Yuanjia, begging for Guo Wan to postpone the time for Guo Wan to enter the temple, and the crown princess also begged to go to Queen Situ.

Seeing that Guo Wan was really sick and broken, Emperor Yuan Jia thought about that little family affection, and finally opened Chrysostom and Xu Yuyan, and allowed her a two-month deadline.

Now, the two-month period is about to expire, Guo Wan has just recovered from a serious illness, so she chose to resign from the East Palace today and go to Huangjue Temple.

"The girl should not be too worried, I heard that the Huangjue Temple is very large, occupying a whole mountain, and the palace will send rice, flour, oil and salt every month, although there is no ice in summer, but the firewood in winter is very sufficient. Besides, Mrs. Guo is not a monk, she is just a retreat, and no one must dare to embarrass her. Zhishi whispered again, and every sentence was widening Chen Ying's heart.

Chen Ying said "um", but the hidden worries in her heart lingered.

Indeed, meditation is far better than becoming a monk, because after ten years, Guo Wan still has the opportunity to return to the palace, and there is still the possibility of regaining favor, and it may not even be impossible to soar to the sky. With these few alone, the people in the temple would never dare to be too embarrassed for her.

However, Huangjue Temple is not a good place after all. Whenever the new emperor ascended the throne, most of the concubines of the first emperor were sent here. In all dynasties, I don't know how many palace concubines died in the temple. There are rumors in the market that the rules in the Daona Temple are very large, and the rank and humility are not less than those in the imperial city, and there have been cases of starvation of palace concubines in the past.

Such an environment is really unlivable.

However, from another point of view, a trip to Huangjue Temple is a must for Guo Wan.

Although the eldest princess is dead, the Empress Dowager Xiao is still there, and when she is lifted from the grounding, she only needs to raise her finger and treat a child in the East Palace, without wasting her efforts.

Comparatively, Huangjue Temple is safer.

In addition, the relationship between Guo Wan and Mingxin is always unclear and unclear, if she is unscathed, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince may be attacked because of this, but it is better to enter the Huangjue Temple and everything is quiet.

The carriage was leisurely, full of thoughts, through the streets, and out of the city gates.

When I went, the wind was just right, the sun was like washing, and the blue sky was clear;

On the return trip, the clouds were like a pile of snow, occasionally leaking a few rays of heavenly light, and the gold dust was scattered, shining on the returnees.

Chen Ying, who was sitting by the window, was in a mood that was neither good nor bad.

It seems that it should be sad to say goodbye to friends.

However, looking at Guo Wan's tired and thin face, Chen Ying felt that such a sentiment was too shallow after all.

She could clearly feel Guo Wan's transformation.

In the past, Guo Wan was a sword hidden in the box, the cold light was restrained, condensed but not hairy, and today she is a jade that has been cut and polished, with a round appearance, but in fact, her heart is like a rock.

The softness, brightness and warmth in her body disappeared after this serious illness.

Perhaps, when carrying people, she will also regret it.

For her own destiny that she polished with her own hands.

The few warmth and love in her life passed away forever in this polishing.

"You're going to be good."

Before parting, she took Chen Ying's hand and said.

At that moment, a faint light flashed in her eyes, and she threw it at Chen Ying's face before she could reach it.

It was in her rare eagerness, as if Chen Ying was well, she would be able to be well, and it seemed that Chen Ying's existence was her only connection with this world.

Chen Ying can answer her only one sentence:

"I will, and you will cherish it too".

May from now on, there will be no haze on their respective roads, may they all have no regrets about every choice, and may the years be peaceful and the rest of their lives will be safe.

This is Chen Ying's wish.

Presumably, it is also Guo Wan's wish.

Sighing silently, Chen Ying turned her eyes to look out the window.

In front of me is the bustling crowd, and in my ears is the squeaky voice of the truth, and at this time, there is an indescribable warmth.

"The maid looks at Mrs. Guo's spirits are not bad, although she has lost some weight, she looks better than when she was in Jinan." She said diligently, her eyebrows and eyes fluttering.