048 Sacrifice Case (2)

Yeats suddenly opened his eyebrows, "Then I'm going to trouble the young lady, may I ask the young lady ...... your name?"

"Slave Mingzhu, the name next to her is Pearl."

"Sister Mingzhu......" Yeats is like a wolf grandmother with a big tail, and between sweet words, she touches the two girls.

In the middle of the night, when people were asleep, a thin little figure quietly slipped into a certain room, searched around, and finally found what he wanted.

God, there is salvation!

It wasn't until he cleaned up that Yeats had the time to sit on the bed in a daze.

Women have dressed as men for seventeen years, before today, Yeats was not much different from boys, and from today onwards, not only will there be a few days every month, but ...... She touched the wrap on her heart, she didn't feel anything when she first wore it, this time it was so strong that it hurt!

Yeats covered his face and buried it between his knees, unable to sleep.

What a good thing that is!

After staying for a while, Yeats lay down slowly, and said to himself, sleep, Yeats, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge.

Slowly, she closed her eyes.

Suddenly, a carp stiffened, Yeats sat up straight, and she suddenly thought that except for Ye Dahe and his wife, everyone else in the Ye family knew that she was a woman, and fortunately she didn't rush back.

The Ye family's yard is small, although she has a separate room, and she can avoid taking a bath, but how can she avoid such a thing as a menstrual affair! So where will she stay tomorrow night?

God, what should she do?

Early the next morning, Yeats woke up and had just made some movement, when Pearl and Pearl entered the room with clothes and toiletries.

"Lord Ye—"

I didn't know what time I fell asleep last night, Yeats rubbed her messy long hair, "Two sisters are early!" ”

Mingzhu and Pearl glanced at each other strangely, and said in their hearts, this Xiaoye is really interesting.

Mingzhu has a lively and cheerful personality, pursed her lips and smiled, "Lord Ye is early, this is your regular clothes." ”

"Mine?" Yeats couldn't help but be surprised.

"Yes, Lord Ye." Mingzhu stood beside the bed with a smile, waiting for Lord Ye to get up.

Yeats was secretly shocked, Pei Shaoqing's other courtyard has her official clothes, what is the situation? I went to pick her up yesterday, and I thought that the case was particularly urgent, but the result could be waited until today, which means that Boss Pei didn't have to pick her up yesterday.

But he not only picked her up, but also took her to the Nancheng Courtyard, the more he thought about it, the more alarming he became, the Great Wei Dynasty was a good man, could it be that Pei Jingning was a broken sleeve?

Yeats got goosebumps, "Two sisters, I want to change my clothes, and I ask you to ......" to go out.

Mingzhu and Pearl glanced at each other, "Then hurry up, the master is waiting for you to have breakfast." ”

"What? Pei Jing...... Adults are here? ”

"Yes, Lord Ye."

The Pony Mansion is not close to here, this guy got up so early?

Oh no, it seems that the case is not ordinary, Yeats and the others withdrew from the door, and hurriedly entered the clean room to change the menstrual belt, dressed and combed their hair, so busy.

In the wing, the morning breeze blew in from the window lattice, Pei Jingning sat in the circle chair, his black hair was tied high, the vermilion official robe reflected his cold white complexion like jade, the dragon and phoenix, crossed legs and sat casually, the slender jade knuckles or scratched the writing, making a subtle friction sound, looking at it from a distance, like a frame of beautiful men.

Hearing the footsteps pause, Pei Jingning raised his eyes.

"Your Excellency......" Yeats stepped forward and saluted.

"Sit down." He said.

I have been in Dali Temple for more than three months, and I have recently become familiar with Pei Shaoqing, but I have not reached the level of being able to sit at a table for breakfast!

Yeats refused: "My lord, my subordinates don't dare to cross the hairpin." ”

Pei Jingning raised his hand, Bai Lang hurriedly took the book, wiped his hands with a scarf, and took the bowl and chopsticks.

As if he hadn't heard Yeats say anything, he raised his eyes and motioned to sit down, his eyes were full of oppression.

Yeats has no sense of hierarchy, not because he is afraid that he will be powerful, but because he is really not familiar with him, why should he sit down and have breakfast together!

Thinking of last night's conjecture again, I couldn't help but feel numb on my scalp, God, he can't really be that, right...... Why did you do it to her?

She's a woman!

"Huh?"

"Oh!"

Yeats sat down slowly across from someone.

Mingzhu stepped forward to set the bowl and take chopsticks, "Lord Ye, what do you like to eat, please tell the slave family......"

"Thank you, I'll do it myself." Since he sat down, Yeats was not hypocritical, and eating and drinking enough was the right way.

Yeats lowered his head to cook, and did not notice the gaze falling on the top of his head, Pei Jingning didn't say anything, but the corners of his tense mouth finally curled up slightly at this time.

Bai Lang stood on one side and clearly saw the change in the master's expression, after a night, he seemed to be surprised, standing calmly on the side, feeling that he should not be persuaded to eat cloth vegetables, the master looked at the little weak chicken and ate it very fragrantly, and seemed to have eaten a bowl more than before.

Oh, no, Ye Pingshi looks like a little weak chicken, but he has a large amount of food, he drank three bowls of porridge, ate two jade cakes, a crab roe bun, and a small plate of crystal shrimp dumplings.

That's a lot of food! Bai Lang was stunned!

Finally full of food and drink, Yeats was very satisfied, raised his eyes, and found that Bai Lang and Mingzhu were looking at him, Yeats didn't know why, looking at the dishes and chopsticks, is there anything wrong?

Pei Jingning took the scarf handed by Bai Lang, "Have you eaten?" ”

"Yes, sir." Yeats smiled, ate well, drank well, and the mood of the person was better.

Pei Jingning got up, and Bai Lang hurriedly helped him straighten his clothes.

"Let's go." He lifted his feet.

Yeats handed Mingzhu the cloth towel that wiped his mouth and whispered, "Thank you, sister!" "Let's go, hurry up and keep up with Big Guy Pei.

Behind them, Mingzhu and Pearl looked at the thin backs in the distance and glanced at each other, "Pearl, you said this would be the first ...... Is it? ”

"Perhaps!" Pearl turned to clean up the table.

Inside the carriage, Yeats entered the state, "My lord, the case in the east of the city ......"

"Someone has built human limbs in the stormwater drain, and Lord Lu has ordered Jing Zhaoyin to assist Dali Temple in finding the rest of the dismemberment."

A case of corpse crushing, although the nature of the case is serious, it can let the Shaoqing of Dali Temple go into battle in person, it has not reached this level, is there anything special?

Yeats raised his doubts: "My lord, is there anything special about this case?" ”

"In the past three years, there have been at least ten cases like this."

Yeats was taken aback, "My lord mean, ten cases have not been solved?" ”

"Hmm."

So that's the case, no wonder Shaoqing of Dali Temple personally went into battle.

When they arrived at the scene of the discovery of the limbs, several alleys were surrounded by water, and Lu Sicheng and Teng Zhutou took Jingzhao Yin Ya to guard the scene and ask about the case, busy but not chaotic.

Seeing Yeats and Master Pei arriving, the two hurriedly stepped forward, "Your Excellency, ......"

"How's it going?"

Lu Sicheng replied: "I asked the people around me, and no one has been found missing. ”

Teng Chong replied: "This stormwater channel is a moat in front and back, but there are many curves in the middle, and this section of the straight road is in front of Oak Alley, and behind is Houji Street, and there are no missing people." ”

Yeats walked up to the limbs that had been scooped up, "Has Lord Yan estimated the approximate time of death?" ”

(End of chapter)