Chapter 6 Where is Miss Joe?
The evening breeze suddenly blew up everyone's thoughts.
There was a lot of movement outside the Zen courtyard, the sound of swords colliding, shouting and scolding, noisy and lively, and making people panic.
On the contrary, in this small Zen courtyard, it is terrifyingly quiet.
The officers and soldiers held torches and stood behind Zhao Yuan like black shadows.
The light of the fire was extinguished, and it fell on the blue clothes of the sky below, becoming a floating shadow.
Qiao Yuanfei clenched his hands, unable to see Zhao Yuan's expression clearly.
Zhao Yuan didn't speak, and she was silent.
Even if it is a confident judgment by the other party next, she does not want to show a trace of horse's feet first.
This silence lasted for a cup of tea.
When fine sweat oozed from Qiao's forehead, and the faces of the Tan Zhi brothers and sisters gradually turned pale, Zhao Yuan finally spoke slowly: "This girl ......"
His voice was gentle, neither high nor low, polite and detached.
There is no sense of oppression, but it is like stopping by to say hello.
But no one takes it lightly.
Qiao Shi pursed his lips, raised his eyes to look at Zhao Yuan's side face, and then looked at Qiao Yuanfei.
Qiao Yuanfei lowered his eyes and didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear it.
Zhao Yuan turned his head and looked at Qiao's family: "Second lady, where is your niece's ancestral hometown?" ”
Qiao Shi said softly: "Hongjiang people's clan." ”
"Hong Jiang?" Zhao Yuan smacked lightly, "It's originally a northerner." ”
He asked, "What about the surname?" ”
Qiao said: "Ah Kite lost his father since he was a child, so he changed his mother's surname and his surname Qiao. ”
Zhao Yuan nodded and looked at Qiao Yuanfei again.
His fingertips resting on the armrest of the wheelchair tapped lightly a few times, and a crisp rhythmic sound came out: "Miss Qiao, dare to ask Shen Shi where are you at this moment?" ”
Qiao Yuanfei whispered back to him: "Rest in the meditation room." ”
"Who testifies?"
"My maid Winter Leaves."
"What about Shen Shizheng?"
"Zen room."
"Which Zen room?"
When Qiao Yuanfei heard this, he looked up at Zhao Yuan.
The sky was very dark, and the two were separated by a distance, but Qiao Yuanfei clearly saw the mockery in Zhao Yuan's eyes.
Mockery again.
Qiao Yuanfei held back his anger and asked lightly: "Which meditation room does the prince think I can go to?" ”
Zhao Yuan hooked his lips: "There are many meditation rooms in Wan'an Temple, and where Miss Qiao went, it should be clearer than below." ”
This kind of specious words couldn't anger Qiao Yuanfei, and her voice was calm: "I am in my own meditation room." ”
"Really?" Zhao Yuan knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair again, and the expression in his eyes was uncertain, "What about Shen Shi San?" ”
"Zen room."
"Four quarters?"
"Zen room."
"Lie!" Zhao Yuan raised his voice sharply.
Tan Zhi, who was standing beside him, was so frightened that he couldn't help but snort.
Zhao Yuan turned his head to look at him, Tan Zhi didn't dare to look at him, he only lowered his head and whispered, "Shizi...... My cousin was timid, and had nothing to do with the Assassin. You don't want to scare her, okay? It's a cold day, she's still frail and sickly, and it's not easy for you to ...... at night."
Zhao Yuan said slowly: "Tan Erlang is teaching this son to do things? ”
Tan Zhi choked and said again and again: "Don't dare, I just ...... It's a suggestion to the prince. ”
"This son does not accept your suggestion."
Tan Zhi was completely choked, so he had to look at his mother for help.
Qiao Shi steadied his mind, looked at Zhao Yuan and said, "Why did the prince question Ah Kite again and again, but where is Ah Kite suspicious?" ”
Zhao Yuan smiled lightly and said unhurriedly: "Miss Qiao said that Shen Shi was in the meditation room at four o'clock, but I saw her in the bamboo forest. Second lady, you say, are there still two Qiao girls in this world? ”
Qiao Shi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked at Qiao Yuanfei.