The two people at the door had already opened the door, and there were three or four layers of coral bead curtains inside, Yan Qing and Zhao Chuyun opened it in, and immediately smelled a beautiful fragrance of tea.

Inside is a large space, hanging high ceiling, the chandelier on it should be inlaid with the night pearl, the surrounding pillars are carved Zhu Dan hibiscus, and an elongated screen facing the door blocks the people sitting in front.

After a few steps, Yan Qing saw the people behind the screen, a small carved table with a tea set on it, two women squatting next to him ordering tea, and two Taishi chairs on both sides of the other table.

Yan Qing immediately saw a beautiful woman, under the halo of the clear light, the snow clothes and black hair, when she turned around, her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and she had an elegant temperament.

I have to say that her face is very suitable for wearing light colors, but Yan Qing doesn't like it, she likes thick ink and heavy color, she is dressed in red like fire, and her shoulder-length hair is cut off and tied up high by her, and her raised eyebrows and upturned lips seem to be infectious.

It can be said that all the two imagine is their looks.

"Gentle, it's you." Yan Qing was a little helpless.

What a spring breeze pawnshop, this is simply for the heroine! No wonder the private rooms are upscale by several grades, ha, it's really the big heroine Mary Su Shuangwen, the protagonist's aura is powerful!

The other person next to him is Zhao Ji, our male protagonist.

Yan Qing was suddenly very curious, wouldn't they also read the code of social death when they came in? Is the plot really going to poison people?

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Ji glanced at Zhao Chuyun and said, "Our purpose is probably the same. ”

Yan Qingqing: "Who is the same as you, don't be sentimental." ”

Since he was kidnapped by Zhao Ji yesterday, Yan Qing has looked at him very unpleasantly.

"Come on, take a seat," gently tugged at Yanqing's sleeve, "We only came here after finding clues about the resurrection of the female corpse." ”

"What did you find?" Yan Qing pulled Zhao Chuyun to sit next to him, and the people on the stage were already making opening remarks.

Zhao Ji grabbed the gentleness, stopped what she was about to say, and said to Yan Qing with a smile: "How did my sister think about it?" If we want to cooperate, we can naturally share information. ”

"Cut, who is rare." Yan Qing hugged his chest and didn't bother to pay attention to them, "Also, don't call your wife and sister, we don't know each other." ”

I don't know if it's because Zhao Chuyun is there, Yan Qing feels that he is very confident, and he dares to shout with the actor.

Glared at Zhao Ji gently, asked him not to speak, and then pulled Yan Qing to retreat behind the screen, and said, "Yan Qing, can you help me?" ”

"Help?" Yan Qing hugged his chest and looked at her carefully, "You're not afraid of being exposed at this time?" ”

looked at her tenderly apologetically: "I have already had a showdown with Zhao Ji, because I can handle the case for him, so he doesn't plan to demolish me." ”

"What?!" How did Yan Qing remember that the beginning of the relationship between the male and female protagonists was mutual appreciation, and how did it become mutual use? What went wrong, no wonder the plot jun was so anxious, she lowered her voice and asked, "Don't you like each other?" ”

Gentle face instantly turned red: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't like it or not, I'm not interested." ”

Not interested! Yan Qing simply has a feeling of being hit by five thunders, isn't this novel just a love affair, and then solving the case in her spare time increases her feelings, how can the heroine not be interested in falling in love?

"And what are you interested in?"

Three days later, the old lady of Luofu Luojian celebrated her 70th birthday, and the whole Luofu was jubilant and lively.

"Yunzhi, you're here, my mother has prepared spicy crispy corners, just waiting for you to eat!"

As soon as Zhao Chuyun entered the door, Luochen greeted him, he smiled and asked, "How is Aunt Xia doing lately?" ”

Luochen pulled him to speed up his pace, and said, "Okay, my grandfather has a birthday today, the house is lively, and my mother is a lot better." ”

Zhao Chuyun nodded, and as he walked forward, suddenly there was a person in his eyes, he pointed over there and asked, "What do those women do?" ”

Luochen replied, "Oh, that's the dancer who performed today. ”

"Dancer?" Zhao Chuyun hooked his lips and smiled.

Yan Qing and the dancers were taken to the guest room, and while they were cleaning up, she found an opportunity to run out.

Luofu begonia flowers are blooming lively, should be specially taken care of, each branch and leaf is densely covered with layers, simply does not leave a little gap, just under the blooming begonia flowers, there is a person.

Today, his black hair is tied with a high bundle of hostas, and he is dressed in a simple blue brocade robe, and he looks at the jade-faced Xiaolangjun, which is not as good as he looked at before...... With a cold and murderous aura, it seems to be a lot more obedient.

Yan Qing immediately looked away, how could she forget! Zhao Chuyun's mother and Luorong, the second lady of Luofu, are good girlfriends, and Zhao Chuyun and his son Luochen have a good relationship, and such an important day will definitely come.

Really, with such a big mansion, why did the two of them still meet? Yan Qing mentally comforted Zhao Chuyun that he didn't see him, and strode back.

"Stop!"

Yan Qing's escaping foot froze on the spot, and she could only say hello hard: "Haha, what a coincidence!" ”

"Unfortunately," Zhao Chuyun looked her up and down, and the corners of his lips pursed into a straight line, "What kind of shape are you?" And where have you been these days? How did you come to Luofu? ”

After eating the Pure Love Fruit that day, Yan Qing ran away, he didn't know that she could hide it like this.

Yan Qing looked at her own outfit, and became more and more embarrassed, this dancer's clothes should not be exposed, and all the places that should not be exposed = , she smiled and said: "I heard that the begonia flowers in Luofu are a must, and I came to appreciate them." ”

"Begonia flowers?" Zhao Chuyun turned around, searched for it in the sea of flowers, and then picked the most beautiful one and walked towards Yanqing.

He leaned forward, gently lifted Yanqing's chin, and pinned the flower behind her ear: "Do you know, the flower language of begonia flowers?" ”

The slender fingers crossed her cheeks intentionally or unintentionally, Yan Qing's whole body stiffened, and she was a little nervous, she immediately took a step back and withdrew from Zhao Chuyun's territory.

She raised her smile and asked, "The flower language of begonia flowers? ”

Zhao Chuyun didn't care about her movements, looked at her face left and right, seemed to be very satisfied, and said, "It's good-looking." ”

Yanqing: "......"

"The wind has an appointment, the flowers are right, have you forgotten your promise to me? As an atonement, please let me have a cup of tea. Zhao Chuyun finished speaking to himself, and walked forward.

Yan Qing: "??? ”

What promises?

Alas, a headache!

Yan Qing arched his hand and said: "It may not work today, I still have things to do,"

She turned her steps and ran in the opposite direction of Zhao Chuyun.

"You don't want to be recognized by the dancers, do you?"

Before he could run a few steps, Zhao Chuyun's voice came again.

Yan Qing was helpless, could he toss a little less, she was here to save his life!

"Yo, who is this?" Seeing that he didn't react, Zhao Chuyun clasped his hands to his chest, instantly raised his voice, and shouted.

"Stop!" Yan Qing hurriedly raised her hand to stop it, she helplessly supported her forehead, and said, "Don't shout, I'll go with you." ”

In fact, she is not afraid of being recognized, but if she is familiar with her face in Luofu, it will be difficult for her to check things.

followed Zhao Chuyun to a small pavilion, where the begonia flowers bloomed better.

Tea sets have been prepared on the stone table, and strong tea is boiling on the teapot, and the fragrance of tea is curling.

Yan Qing sat down and asked, "What's the matter with me, tell me." ”

As soon as she asked this, Zhao Chuyun was a little stunned, and after a while, he looked into her eyes and said word by word: "Are you credible, borrow the corpse to return the soul?" ”

Resurrection of the dead?

Anything that anyone would think is ridiculous.

He wouldn't want to do anything again, would he?

Yan Qing picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and then replied, "I don't believe it." ”

"When the oil runs out, the lamp withers, and the death of a person is like a lamp going out, if you can really resurrect the soul through the corpse, all living beings will not be afraid of death."

I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid Zhao Chuyun will be even crazier, right?

Zhao Chuyun looked straight at her, as if he wanted to see her through.

Yan Qing was a little uncomfortable, she coughed lightly, and said, "Why don't we talk about cooperation." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Chuyun raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to add tea for Yan Qing.

"I robbed you that day to provoke Concubine Li."

Zhao Chuyun's mother, Concubine Jing, followed him when he was still the crown prince in the saint, and the two have shared weal and woe for many years, and the couple has a deep relationship, and Concubine Jing can be regarded as a woman that Emperor Wen of Song really loved.

Zhao Chuyun has actually been investigating this matter for so many years, and now at this time, he should have found out some information, which has something to do with Zhao Ji's mother, Concubine Li.

Zhao Chuyun was stunned, the tea overflowed a little, and he withdrew his hand.

Could it be that this Zhao Chuyun also crossed over?

When this thought came out, Yan Qing was a little pleased, and immediately coughed and whispered, "Abandon? ”

Zhao Chuyun opened his eyes and looked at him, a little inexplicable.

“abandon？” No response? Yan Qing continued, raised his voice, and said, "The odd change is the same!" ”

Zhao Chuyun frowned: "? ”

Yan Qing scratched his chin in embarrassment, didn't he receive compulsory education?

So, he cleared his throat again and sang: "The sky is blue and waiting for the smoke and rain, and I am waiting for you, cooking smoke ......"

Singing this, Yan Qing looked at Zhao Chuyun expectantly, expecting him to continue.

But Zhao Chuyun stretched his brows and looked at him with interest.

"......" Yan Qing froze for half a second, then lowered his head and continued to dry his clothes.

Zhao Chuyun hooked his lips and shook his head funny.

"The end of the world is my love~"

"Flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hills~"

Suddenly, Yan Qing stood up and began to dance, a good performance, he felt that maybe he was an old man and didn't know Jay Chou.

“......”

There was a brief silence in the cave, and Yan Qing felt that his old face was starting to heat up.

Zhao Chuyun didn't hold back, and laughed.

Yan Qing stiffened, his face was red directly to the base of his neck, and he suddenly exploded!

It's a shame!

Can there be a crack in the ground for me to get into?

Zhao Chuyun smiled with tears in the corners of his eyes, and did not forget to tease: "I sing well, but my dancing posture is ...... Very ugly! ”