Chapter Eighty-Six: Farewell
Xiao Tiece nodded reluctantly, and agreed to Ming Jiuniang's request.
- He was thinking of something else now, and he was a little frightened, so he had no intention of arguing with her.
He was surprised to find that although he didn't want to agree with Ming Jiuniang's statement, he couldn't find a point that could be refuted, and even subconsciously felt that what she said actually made some sense?
He shook his head, trying to dispel the thought of himself.
All along, he was silent but thoughtful, and deep down he felt that he was quite objective about personnel, but now, he suddenly had some doubts about himself.
In Ming Jiuniang's opinion, he nodded and shook his head, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
But her mind had already jumped to the question of who the murderer was, so she didn't bother with him.
"In our two houses, the same person set the fire, obviously against you and me. Ming Jiuniang stopped combing her hair, said thoughtfully, and her fingers unconsciously ran over the peach comb.
The comb, which lost several teeth, was like an old lady with missing teeth, Xiao Tiece's gaze swept over, and he felt a little dazzling.
"I don't think I offended anyone except Song Shanshan. Ming Jiuniang said, "Hongye has already broken up with Song Shanshan, so she won't care about me." And she is still limping when she walks, and she basically doesn't go out. ”
She thought about it, but she couldn't think of the problem on her side.
"You must have offended someone. "Ming Jiuniang is determined.
Xiao Tiece: "Maybe." ”
"Then who did you offend, do you have any clues?"
"Nope. ”
Ming Jiuniang: "......"
It's better to ask him than to ask for a mallet, one day she will be suffocated to death by Xiao Tiece.
Perhaps seeing her depression, Xiao Tiece added: "I really don't. ”
Ming Jiuniang stood up: "Sleep, sleep, it's almost dawn, wait for tomorrow." ”
She was going to ask Brother Owl.
Considering that they were out day and night, she was so anxious that she wanted to bring the wicked man to justice immediately, so after Xiao Tiece returned to the room, half an hour later, about he had already fallen asleep, Ming Jiuniang put on her clothes and tiptoed out of the door.
"Hey," Ming Jiuniang raised her head, and sure enough, she saw that the gossip brothers were still standing on the branches, so she beckoned and whispered, "Tell me, what does the person who set the fire look like!"
Xiao Tiece tossed and turned because of Ming Jiuniang's words about Song Shanshan, could it be that Song Shanshan already knew his secret?
But where did she know about it?
You must know that only he and the prince know about this matter, no third person knows, and this is a secret that the two of them will never mention to others.
No matter what happens, even if it is death, even if life is worse than death, he firmly believes that he and the prince will not confide in it.
Moreover, if Song Shanshan knew, she should avoid him rather than take the initiative to show goodwill.
But Ming Jiuniang didn't say one thing wrong, Song Shanshan, it seems that she really fell in love with him overnight, and nothing happened that he thought was very important.
All the things he thought were normal in the past suddenly became mysterious and unpredictable, shrouded in a layer of fog that was impossible to see.
Because of these, he didn't fall asleep at all.
He was deaf and clear-sighted when he practiced martial arts, so he naturally did not miss Ming Jiuniang's words.
Who was she talking to?
It was already dark, and he heard the sound of chickens and dogs barking in the village, heard the chirping of autumn insects, and heard the chirping of birds, but he didn't hear human voices.
But Ming Jiuniang crossed her waist and scolded: "It turned out to be that bastard!"