For several days, there was no news from the Dark Pavilion.

The more he waited, the more anxious he became, Shen Suyao pursed his lips and slapped his palm, determined to ask Chu Yunyu for help.

At noon, the woman's slender figure was as nimble as a cat, and she first slipped into the kitchen to tinker with it, and when the two teas had passed, she picked up the delicate mahogany tray and poked her head out of the study door.

"What's the matter?"

Chu Yun's ears were very good, and when he heard the sound, he knew who was coming, and his eyes did not lift from the book.

Instead, he suddenly spoke, causing Shen Suyao's figure outside the door to pause for a few seconds, and the beads on his temples trembled slightly.

Stabilizing her mind slightly, she walked in unhurriedly, her eyebrows curled.

"I see that you are working hard to handle official business, so you specially made this osmanthus taro ball."

After a pause, she added with a smile: "I remember that you don't seem to like sweets, so you deliberately put two spoonfuls of honey less." ”

With the sound of talking, the footsteps got closer, and the sweet breath on the woman's body penetrated into her nose.

The next moment, the white porcelain jade bowl was placed on the side of the table, and the crystal clear balls were white and cute, and a shallow layer of honey milk was poured on them, making the balls more and more soft and glutinous.

It looks similar to the owner of this dessert.

Chu Yunju's gaze fell on it and chuckled secretly, but when his gaze moved up and touched the woman's slender white fingertips, his brows immediately furrowed.

"What is this?"

He asked disapprovingly.

Shen Sumiao couldn't understand it, and looked along his line of sight.

I don't know when there was an extra burn on my left hand, the size of a fingernail, and it was not serious in the first place.

Hearing this, she shook her hand indifferently, and the smile in her eyes was circulating: "I haven't cooked for too long, and my skills are a little rusty, so I should have left the ...... when I added firewood."

Halfway through the words, the man's implicit oppressive gaze remained on her hand, obviously not believing her nonsense.

The voice gradually decreased, and Shen Suyao replied hesitantly: "Otherwise, when the water was boiling, I accidentally touched the lid of the pot." ”

These are not important, she wants Chu Yunyu to eat something and accept this little "bribe".

And I haven't done anything to him in my previous life, so I hope it's not too late to compensate for this belated.

"Don't worry, the taste won't be too bad, I studied with my mother for a long time when I was a child, and my family thought it was delicious."

The woman's eyes were clear, and she swore that she would take great pains to get him to eat the next bite of dessert.

With his eyes still resting on her red wound, Chu Yunyu was silent for a moment, and his long hand holding the book was tightened.

"On the second floor of the Duobao Pavilion, there is a plaster for healing wounds."

After saying that, his good-looking chin tilted a little towards the inside of the study.

The implication is that she can use plasters to rub the burns.

Shen Suyao smiled and nodded, but his footsteps didn't move: "I know, I'll treat the wound later, you can taste this dessert first, and I'll make it for you next time." ”

"Hmm."

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and Chu Yunjie quietly picked up the porcelain bowl.

Seeing that he was willing to eat, the woman also laughed, her eyes were as bright as stars, but this joy was faintly mixed with a hint of request.

Although it was only for a moment, it was clearly captured by Chu Yunju's sharp gaze.

Suddenly, he picked up the porcelain bowl for a moment, and his eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly: "Do you have something to ask me to help with?" ”

Otherwise, how could she send desserts and care about his taste.

His thoughts flowed, and Chu Yunju's heart gushed out with an indescribable astringency.

Sure enough, the next second the woman nodded seriously: "I did encounter some things that couldn't be solved, thinking that you have a lot of people here, maybe you can help." ”

After speaking, Shen Suyao lowered his eyes and glanced at him, and the request in his eyes was stronger than before.

Even the Dark Pavilion was helpless, and only the regent who leaned towards the government and the opposition could reach out to a corner where no one could explore and find Ah Fu's whereabouts in time.

She was thinking about things in her heart, but at this time, Chu Yunyu sneered, and her slender jade-like hand gently put down the porcelain bowl.

"So, it's really something to ask for."

As if sighing, there was a hint of bitterness in his cold tone.

You shouldn't expect anything from her.

Chu Yunyu added with a smile in his heart.

"You ......"

Seeing the man's actions in his eyes, Shen Sumiao's eyes also crossed with a touch of disappointment.

Unwilling to taste her osmanthus taro balls means that Chu Yunjie is unwilling to help.

"I know what you mean, don't bother you with political affairs."

Standing up with her hands on her knees, she stopped looking at the look of the man in the chair and raised her feet to walk out of the study.

The pages of the book flipped with a bang, and at the moment when he picked up the tray, his eyes unconsciously fell on the official document that Chu Yunyu had opened.

Shen Suyao's pupils shrank suddenly.

There is nothing else in the official document, it is the news about Ah Fu.

"A person who went to Beijing, when he left Shen Mansion a few years ago, some villagers saw that he was in the suburbs of Beijing before, and he was still alive."

A quick glance at the above content, her fingertips clenched subconsciously, mixed blessings.

The good thing is that Ah Fu is still alive in the world, and he can be used as a witness to identify the truth of the arson in the future, but the worry is that the dark pavilion has dispatched many secret guards, and Ah Fu's hiding place has not been found so far.

The willow eyebrows were tightly twisted, and Shen Suyao looked at the exclusive bronzing totem of the Dark Pavilion covered with the official document, and his eyes were full of doubt.

How could Chu Yunyu grasp the first-hand news of the Dark Pavilion?