"Then go give it to Chun Yan and ask her to assist Han Xue in investigating the case! Chun Yan and Han Xue are both rewarded by Madam. I can only rest assured if I hand over this important task to them. Just tell them that if it happens within three days If they can't be found out, they will be sent back to their mother. No matter how big our Wutong Garden is, we can't afford to support such idiots!" Shen Yunchu calmly fiddled with the unburned residue in the incense burner, and his tone was very sharp. .

Cui Ya was stunned after hearing what she said. It was rare for Jiaojiao to show her emotions like this. However, it was obvious that Hanxue might have done the thing, yet she handed over the power of investigation to Hanxue. Isn't Jiaojiao afraid that Hanxue would use his authority to pull the strings? Is someone else the scapegoat?

But Jiaojiao always had her own considerations when doing things. Seeing Shen Yunchu's displeased look, she learned her lesson this time and didn't say much. She just said: "I'll go right now!"

It was a night with a bright moon and few stars, and a gentle breeze at dawn. It was early spring, and the east wind was still cold. The Wutong Garden was silent, and the pear tree in the southeast corner suddenly made a sound of blooming.

Shen Yunchu had rested early, with the quilt neatly pressed to her neck, leaving only her flowery little face exposed.

The window outside was pushed open, and a man in Tsing Yi flashed in. The moonlight that sneaked into the room flashed across the face of the man in Tsing Yi. His black eyes like clear springs became deeper and deeper, and the tight corners of his lips highlighted the lines of his face. De Lengyan, this person is Xun Yang.

There was no girl on duty on the heated kang behind the blue silk cabinet. Xun Yang's beautiful eyebrows raised in surprise. His warm fingers slightly arranged the clothes on his body, and as his phoenix eyes moved, he saw that the corners of his cloak were stained with incense ash.

Xun Yang flicked the incense ash on the corner of his clothes, and a smile appeared on his beautiful lips. The incense ash sprinkled on the window edge was naturally Shen Yunchu's masterpiece. If someone jumped out of the window secretly and did something, it would be easy to leave. Lower traces.

When the coldness on his body subsided, he walked lightly towards the inner room. His slender fingers lifted up the hibiscus curtain, and immediately the bright moonlight shone in through the green screen window, and sprinkled on her face, her jade-like skin She is becoming more and more graceful, her heroic eyebrows are twisted, and her delicate face is stained with tears.

Xun Yang was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that she would not be able to rest peacefully in her sleep. A hint of distress flashed through her clear eyes. At this moment, Shen Yunchu sat up suddenly, "Ah——"

There were bright beads of sweat rolling down her temples. Xun Yang's eyes suddenly turned dark, and his warm voice was a little dark, "Are you having a nightmare?"

Shen Yunchu had sensed the danger before he spoke, and with a flash of cold light in his hand, he stabbed at Xun Yang. Xun Yang didn't expect that she would actually carry a knife with her. With a cold look in his eyes, he easily dodged her attack, Kuan With a flick of her sleeve, a dagger fell from her hand and fell on the carpet.

"You actually carry a knife with you?" Shen Yunchu's wrist was clasped by his big hand, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he glared at Xun Yang, meeting his angry black eyes and his penetrating power. The look in his eyes made her a little timid. Whose Jiaojiao carries a knife with her like her?

In her previous life, she fought on the battlefield for Xiao Ming's cavalry. While Xiao Ming enjoyed the fruits of her victory, he hated her dancing with guns and sticks. Women in the Liang Dynasty have always regarded weakness as their beauty, such as delicate beauties like Shen Yunyan. Only then can you make a man fall in love with you. Normally, a delicate girl will be afraid of a kitchen knife, let alone hiding the tip of the knife on her body all day long. This is simply against etiquette.

If an unrelated person discovers her shortcomings, she doesn't care at all, but Xun Yang is different. She knows very well in her heart that she cares about Xun Yang's opinion of her. She is helpless in Kyoto, and Xun Yang treats her. The best people.

Seeing her silence, Xun Yang saw a storm brewing in his eyes, "Are you mute?"

Shen Yunchu was already feeling guilty, but when he yelled at him, he trembled timidly, "Ah Chu carries a knife with him -"

She really didn't know how to explain it. Since her rebirth, she had nightmares almost every night, and she couldn't sleep well even if she burned the incense. Living in a den like the Shen Mansion, she didn't feel safe at all. She put the dagger under her pillow. Under the head, I can sleep a little more soundly.

How should I tell Xun Yang this kind of thing? Will the saint sitting on the clouds pay attention to the flies and dogs in the backyard of Gaomen?

But the difficulty of her life is her own business. Why did he break into her boudoir in the middle of the night, lecture her like a vicious elder, and yell at her that he should go to Shen Yunyan, Shen Yunchu A lot of anger suddenly welled up in her chest, and she shook him hard and grabbed her wrist, "Let go!"

When she couldn't get away, she stretched out her foot to kick him on his calf. Unexpectedly, his calf was so hard that her toes ached. She felt so wronged in her heart that tears flowed out.

Xun Yang looked at her like a little wild cat with explosive hair, and wanted to punish her harshly to make her obedient, but when he saw her tears, his heart tightened and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable, "Girl, stop crying! "

"Then this false saint, why do you break into my house in the middle of the night to teach me a lesson? Don't you know that it is against etiquette to break into a woman's boudoir at night? How do you want me to behave in the future? A beast! Liar! Bastard! I just like to hide knives under the pillow. If you don't like it, don't come. I don't have a big sedan to invite you! Aren't you and your Shen Yunyan a match made in heaven? Come to me. What are you doing? Go out of Jinxiu Pavilion and go west, you are not welcome here!"

Shen Yunchu was very excited, but she did not lose her mind. She deliberately lowered her voice, and even beat him, clenching her little fists tightly, and punching his chest like a drum. Only then did she realize that the Her dagger made a three-inch long tear in her clothes.

Looking at Xun Yang's appearance again, her hairpin was knocked crooked by her, a few strands of hair hung down, and her clothes were torn out of shape. She still looked like a saint in the past!

His clear spring-like eyes were bottomless, like a pool of water, wishing to suck her in. Shen Yunchu couldn't understand his emotions, and was afraid that he would be angry and do something beyond her bottom line. After all, Xun Yang was in her heart She was not a person who kept etiquette at all, otherwise she would not have been so "punished" in the carriage during the day. Thinking of this, Shen Yunchu felt a little scared, and with a low voice, he ran towards the door of the inner room. .
Chapter completed!