"But what?" Yan Qinglian asked Yeats very strangely.

Yeats smiled faintly and did not answer.

Yan Qinglian pouted, but immediately talked about things and chattered, as if she was not accompanying Yeats to handle the case, but Yeats accompanying her to hang out.

Yang Fuquan wanted to interrupt Yan Qinglian several times and asked her not to make noise, but Yeats signaled to stop it.

Seeing that the sky was about to be dusk, the group was about to enter the city, but when several people were about to get on their horses, they were stopped.

"Lord Ye—"

Everyone looked at the past with a voice, Pei Shaoqing didn't know when he arrived at the canal street, and was looking at the Grand Canal on the second floor of a small restaurant from the window.

Yeats was looking up at Lord Shaoqing, under the warm light, he was standing by the window, with his hands behind his back, the wind blowing from the Grand Canal blew a few strands of hair on his sideburns, which was absolutely beautiful into an ink landscape painting that people couldn't take their eyes off.

There is such a handsome and elegant noble son in the world, Yan Qinglian is shocked.

Bai Lang had already greeted him downstairs, "Lord Ye, please-"

Yeats smiled and followed Bai Lang into the restaurant.

Yang Fuquan followed.

After taking two steps, I felt that someone didn't move, and when I turned my head, the little lady turned into a girl, and pouted disdainfully, "Lord Shaoqing invited Sister Ye, but I didn't invite you, hurry back." ”

After speaking, he glanced disdainfully, snorted, and entered the restaurant with Bai Lang.

Yan Qinglian was woken up by a cold snort, her face turned red, and she was about to follow up when she raised her feet, but she was stopped by the guard at the door as soon as she arrived at the door of the restaurant, "I'm sorry little lady, my master didn't invite you." ”

Yan Qinglian's face, which had just faded, turned red again, "I...... I came with Sister Ye to handle the case, why can someone surnamed Yang enter, but I can't enter ......"

The guards didn't care about this, and directly stretched out their swords to block her.

"Sister Ye......" Yan Qinglian shouted at Yeats's back, attracting everyone around to look over.

Yeats glanced at Bai Lang.

He said, "Ye didn't let the little one please." ”

Yeats understood, smiled, turned around and walked to the door, "Lady Yan, while it's still early, let's go back quickly." ”

Yan Qinglian looked inside the restaurant, only puffing out her mouth but not speaking.

Yeats smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Lord Shaoqing is the boss...... the meaning of the words is already very clear.

Yan Qinglian puffed out her mouth, and muttered a word for a long time: "Oh." One step at a time, I turned around three times, and reluctantly left.

Yeats had a headache, patted his head, and went up to the second floor.

Bai Lang was very unimpressed, "A little lady like this who has no eyesight, Lord Ye can just ignore it, why do you have to explain it to him." ”

"White guard, people are just a little lady."

"Hmph, the little lady who still picks the mountain gang, she's messed up in vain."

Bai Lang still doesn't want to see the little lady.

It was already on the second floor, Yeats didn't say anything more, and when he arrived at the door, he tidied up his clothes before entering the private room, "My lord—"

Pei Jingning had already poured the tea and beckoned to her.

Yeats walked up to him.

He smiled and motioned for her to sit down and thirsty for water.

Yeats was no longer polite, so he sat down and took the cup and drank it in one gulp. After investigating the case for nearly a day, I was really tired and thirsty.

As soon as she finished her tea, the people in the restaurant began to serve it, and in a short time, the round table was full.

Yeats looked at the sun outside, it had already set to the horizon, and if he didn't go back, he was afraid that he would close the city gates.

Pei Jingning was leisurely, Bai Lang set the dishes and chopsticks for him, and he helped Yeats set the dishes and chopsticks, smiling all the time.

For some reason, Lord Shaoqing's smile today did not go down the corner of his mouth.

"What's the happy thing?" Yeats couldn't help but ask.

Pei Jingning's eyebrows moved, "What are these words, am I usually very strict?" ”

"Not really." Usually has a poker face, so stern that people dare not approach, but on the face, Yeats will not admit it, "But the adult seems to be in a really good mood." ”

Obviously, the micro-expression on his face was like this, but he didn't say no, Pei Jingning didn't expose the little lady, and smiled faintly, "Eat." ”

The sun had set, and Yeats was indeed hungry, so he was no longer polite, and took the bowl and did it.

I did three bowls in one go, and I really lived up to the name of the dry rice man.

Pei Jingning's eyebrows and eyes were smiling, "If you like it, eat more." ”

Yeats:...... What to do if you eat fat?

Dry three bowls in one go, fat or not, Yeats didn't know, anyway, it was a problem for her to be full, and in the end, Yeats failed to enter the city, so he rested in Pei Jingning's small courtyard along the street.

Yeats was surprised: "My lord, this place is only six or seven miles away from the city gate, and you also buy another courtyard?" She remembered the first menstrual incident, which seemed to be some other courtyard in the city.

Pei Jingning looked at her sideways and smiled, "For the convenience of travel." ”

It's so convenient.

"My lord, do you have another courtyard wherever you go, do you have many seats?"

"Want to know?" He bent down suddenly, his lips suddenly touched Yeats's ear, and the warm breath swept in, like a heat wave rolling, Yeats's little face couldn't help but turn red again.

God, according to her modern age, she is the sister of Lord Shaoqing, why is it that a man's action makes her old aunt's blood boil now?

Is it really the age to get married?

"I ......," she wanted to know, Yeats looked left and right, "My lord, this courtyard doesn't seem to be big, where do I live?" He diverged from the conversation.

Pei Jingning smiled lightly and straightened up, "Which one you like to live in." ”

Yeats almost joked that he wanted Shaoqing to live in the room, but when the words were about to come out, he felt too ambiguous, so he quickly pursed his mouth and didn't say anything.

Pearl and Mingzhu greeted them from the cloister with lanterns, "Master, Lord Ye-"

It turns out that Lord Shaoqing doesn't plan to go back today! Yeats went to wash up with Erzhu, and when he was ready to go to bed directly, Pearl said, "My lord, I am waiting for you in the study." ”

Yeats:...... In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows don't seem to be very good!

She stood still.

Pearl waited for a while, and seeing that she hadn't moved, she reminded again, "I heard that King Zhao Jun is also here." ”

Yeats:...... Did she think too much, secretly covered her face, and hurriedly dressed neatly.

Half an hour later, Yeats arrived at Pei Jingning's study, and sure enough, Zhao Qi'an was also there.

She saluted the two.

Pei Jingning motioned for her to sit.

There was an empty chair across the bookcase, and Yeats sat down.

Why did these two come here? Yeats habitually speculated about why the two of them met? For the Yin family's case? The case...... She has rolled out three points.

Sure enough, Pei Jingning spoke quietly: "Lord Ye, how is the Yin family's case progressing?" ”

Yeats replied, "A murder case seems to leave the Yin family's estate uninherited, but it seems that a simple little lady was deceived by a scumbag, and I will have to wait until tomorrow to get Uncle Qin's investigation report to further understand the murderer's motives." ”

Zhao Qi'an turned his face to look at her, "Do you have to wait until tomorrow?" ”

Yeats nodded.

Zhao Qi'an seemed to smile, "Lord Ye, I've heard people say that you have already given the outline of the murderer, and you almost know who the murderer is, right?" ”

(End of chapter)