Gentle snowflakes rolled through the window and sprinkled in front of the window lattice.

Chu Cheng was wearing a light blue placket embroidered skirt, leaning against the window to support her cheeks and meditating.

Lin Boqin stood at the door of the cave with an umbrella, and couldn't help but be stunned.

In the winter snow, the beauty leans against the window, like a dream of Penglai, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, unable to swim across.

In a trance, he suddenly remembered the purpose of his rush back, sighed hurriedly, walked over quickly, stood in front of Chu Cheng through the window, and his voice was cold and hard: "I heard Yang La say that you are sick, you can't rest well, what kind of wind are you still blowing here?" ”

Before Chu Ji could react, Lin Boqin raised his hand to close the window.

Looking at the carved flowers in the closed window, Chu Cheng was funny and angry, Lin Boqin really thought she was sick?

She thought about it, and simply pushed the boat down the river, pretending to be recovering from a serious illness. gave Mabi in the room a look, and Mabi understood, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her arm.

Chu Cheng messed up her hair a little more, and then leaned lightly on Mao Bi, Shi Shiran walked outside the door, looked at Lin Boqin, and lowered her tone: "Why are you back?" Hasn't Wu Guangbi's case been solved yet? ”

Lin Boqin saw that her waist was not full of limbs, and her whole body was about to be blown down by the wind.

He frowned, and instructed Mabi: "Help the lady into the house, bring the pot of charcoal again, and the fire will be stronger." ”

Mabie didn't expect the witty Lord Lin to be swept away by his own wife again, so he silently sympathized for a second in his heart and then took the order to leave.

Chu Ji almost couldn't hold back her laughter, she turned her head and pretended to cough.

Lin Boqin pulled her into the house, and saw that the rabbit fur cloak was still hanging on the landscape screen, so he stepped forward and took off the cloak, put it on Chu Cheng's body, and asked with a frown: "Good and dignified, why are you infected with the wind and cold again?" ”

Chu Cheng gathered her cloak, feeling warm in her heart, but she made an unhappy look on her face: "It's cold, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will get sick, what's so strange?" You're good, you don't care about me, and your tone is very cold. ”

"When did my tone become cold?"

If he was really indifferent, he shouldn't have put down a bunch of things in his hand and ran over to visit her.

Thinking of this, Lin Boqin felt that he was stunned.

Chu Cheng muttered a sentence and sat on the recliner in the room.

The rattan of the chaise longue was still a little blue, and it looked like it was newly purchased. Covered with a fluffy aqua cashmere blanket and a recess on the left side for a stove, tea cups and the like, you can almost imagine how comfortable this chaise longue is to sit on.

Lin Boqin only found out at this time that the room he had lived in for many years had been renovated by Chu Cheng.

The pots of bamboos he originally placed on the windowsill had been moved to the corner at this time. Instead, there is a vase of moire square ears, in which a few branches of beautiful plum are inserted, and the fragrance fills the room. The old table was covered with a new embroidered tablecloth, and the stools were sewn with cotton pads, all of which were elegant light blue, as were the veils hanging from the inside.

Lin Boqin had never seen what the boudoir woman's room looked like, but he thought it should be similar to this place.

Chu Cheng found a comfortable position in the recliner, she raised her hand and pointed to the hot tea on the table, and pretended to be weak: "Lin Boqin, I'm thirsty." ”

Lin Boqin didn't want to deal with her, but Chu Cheng raised her apricot eyes, Chu Chu was pitiful.

For a moment, he couldn't say anything to refuse, so he honestly brought hot tea over, and carefully blew two sips on her: "Take it." ”

Chu Cheng deliberately tricked him, took the teacup, and quickly touched the rim of the cup with her lips, and then immediately put it down: "It's so hot!" ”

Lin Boqin frowned, took the teacup from her hand, blew it for a moment, and handed it back: "This should be appropriate." ”

"Really?"

I didn't know that Chu Cheng tasted it, pouted and said, "It's too cold to drink at this time." ”

"You...... That's it. ”

He doesn't care about patients.

Touching Chu Hui's aggrieved eyes, Lin Boqin was helpless, turned around and poured half of the tea outside the window, and filled it again.

Chu Cheng curled up on the recliner, watching Lin Boqin busy for her, biting her lip and smiling.

When Lin Boqin handed over the warm tea again, she took two sips, but she couldn't hold it back, and laughed "poof".

Chu Cheng was out of breath when she smiled, Lin Boqin also noticed that something was wrong at this time, seeing her ruddy face and vibrant, she was wondering if she was lying to him, so she saw Chu Cheng restrain her smile and said seriously: "Lin Boqin, you are so good." ”

Her eyes were shining, like a pool of autumn water, and she only taught people to breathe when she looked at her.

Lin Boqin looked away unnaturally and asked, "Why do you say that?" ”

"I don't know."

Chu Cheng answered casually.

Getting this inexplicable answer, Lin Boqin's expression turned cold again: "I see your complexion, I must be well ill." That being the case, I went back to the county office. After saying that, he was about to leave, Chu Cheng hurriedly turned over, jumped down from the recliner, and tugged at his sleeve, "Leaving again?" How long have you been back? ”

Lin Boqin frowned and said, "Wu Guangbi's case has not been solved, I still have something to ask Yang La and Hu Yu." ”

"Can Yang Lahu Yu look as good as me?" Chu Cheng pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows, staring at him.

Lin Boqin stammered.

Where is this?

He said in a deep voice: "I am looking for Hu Yu Yangla to investigate the case, not to compare with you." ”

Chu Cheng thought that if Wu Guangbi's case was not resolved as soon as possible, neither she nor Lin Boqin would be safe. So he didn't bother him anymore, and nodded: "Okay, you pay attention to rest, don't be like me, one illness is several days." ”

“……”

Chu Ji is like that.

Sometimes it's messing around, and sometimes it's very sensible.

This complex personality made Lin Boqin feel very strange. But perhaps it is precisely because of this personality that it attracts others......

Lin Boqin thought of Xiao Xu.

Thinking of the bronze longsword that has no clues so far.

He glanced at Chu Cheng in front of him, took out a painting from his sleeve, and spread it on the table: "Come and see, is this sword used by Xiao Xu?" ”

Chu Cheng took a look at it, and was shocked in her heart.

The bronze long sword on the painting is Xiao Xuan's, they have fought a few times, and they will never admit their mistake. Just like his own golden silk soft sword, Xiao Xuan must be able to recognize it.

She had a bad premonition in her heart, and the words she said were also ambiguous: "Xiao Xu's sword is wrapped in strips of cloth, and he is on his back, who knows what it looks like?" ”

Lin Boqin felt that what she said made sense, folded the drawing paper and stuffed it into his sleeve, and frowned: "I suspect that this sword belongs to Xiao Xu." The murderer who sneaked into the Emerald Red Courtyard that night to assassinate him must be able to fight; And this sword was inserted in Wu Guangbi's chest, so ......"

"So the murderer is the owner of this sword?" Chu Cheng couldn't help but blurt out.

She beat the drum in her heart, could it be that Xiao Xuan really went to eliminate harm for the people?

She still remembered that Xie Luoying once told her that Wu Guangbi was flirting on the street, and it was Xiao Lu who appeared in time to resolve a crisis. Will Xiao Qi kill Wu Guangbi for Xie Luoying's initiative? But the Son of Heaven in this dynasty is guilty of the same crime as the common people, not to mention that he killed the court officials by a chivalrous man. While he was thinking wildly, Lin Boqin denied it: "Not necessarily. If this sword really belonged to Xiao Xuan, he wouldn't be stupid enough to leave his things at the scene of the murder. I just suspect that someone framed him...... But no matter what, the top priority is to find Xiao Xu. ”

Chu Cheng was taken aback and asked, "Xiao Xuan is not in Qingyuan County?" ”

Lin Boqin shook his head with a calm face: "On the day of the crime, he left Qingyuan County, and I don't know where he went. ”

Chu Ji couldn't help but be secretly anxious.

What Xiao Yu did is a true portrayal of "absconding in fear of crime".

She was silent and asked, "Then what do you plan to do with Xiao Yu after you find it?" ”

Lin Boqin thought about it for a while, and then said: "Of course, I asked what happened between him and Wu Guangbi, if someone planted a false accusation, he would definitely rescue the murderer behind the scenes and return him to his innocence." ”

Although he didn't like Xiao Xuan very much, the other party actually had nothing wrong except for having contact with Chu Ji.

What's more, Xiao Shu saved them at the beginning, and he found out the truth impartially, which can be regarded as repaying the kindness at the beginning.

Chu Cheng didn't know what to think.

After a while, she said, "You...... Have you ever looked for Feng He? Maybe Xiao Xu's whereabouts, Feng He will know. ”

Her words reminded Lin Boqin, and Lin Boqin twisted his sword eyebrows in annoyance: "I've been so busy these days, I actually forgot about Feng He." ”

It's just that Feng He's appearance is too mediocre, and even the person with him has the air of being out of the crowd. However, Feng He remembered his kindness very much, and he once said that Lin Boqin could come to him for any help he needed.

Feng He now lives on the outskirts of Qingyuan County, and Lin Boqin doesn't say much to Chu Hui, so he turns around and goes to look for someone.

Feng He lives alone.

A thatched hut stood tremblingly in the midst of the mountains, looking very lonely and lonely.

Just as Feng He gives people the feeling.

Lin Boqin took Hu Yu and Yang La, and walked for almost an hour before finding here. If the firewood is not covered, you can enter by pushing the door.

Lin Boqin called Feng He's name twice, but no one responded.

He subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and gave Hu Yuyang a look, and the two of them slammed open the door with knives on their shoulders.

There is a very strange smell in the hut, which seems to smell like a smell, if there is nothing.

The room was poorly furnished, with a low table, a small stool, and a wooden bed. There was a person lying under the bed, dressed in gray, holding a hat and a thin sword, it was Feng He.

Feng He's eyes were tightly closed, and his face was ashen.

He ...... He's dead? ”

Yang La was startled, walked forward quickly, and went to explore Feng He's snort, Hu Yu leaned over and listened to his heartbeat for a while: "Not dead, not dead!" It's still alive! Just fainted! ”

Lin Boqin felt that this matter was strange, and he ordered the two to carry Feng He to the county government and ask the doctor for treatment.

But he didn't expect Feng He to refuse to let go of the thin sword in his hand, the tip of the sword was incomparably sharp, Yang La and the others were afraid of cutting themselves, and they were afraid of cutting Feng He, so they found a cloth to wrap the thin sword thickly.

Feng He still didn't wake up.

Yang La and Hu Yu had to carefully lift him, looking at the long road when they came, thinking that it would take more than an hour to go back, they sighed: "This Feng He...... It's so heavy! ”