Chapter 418

Faced with these unforgettable eyes, these lips were flattered, and the face slowed down, "Anne. ”

Neither Valjen or Xiao Song, nor any officer of the Third Division, thought that Anjin would be innocent, but also thought that he was an official in his district, but the Prince was just helping the Prince! But at the moment, isn't it?

“Madame remembers me.” The corners of Jane's eyebrows were filled with laughter and such inspiration. As it was at first sight, the elf fell into the dust.

“You cut off my purpose.” Valjen asked calmly.

Anne actually put down the curtain and turned her back to Valjen and concentrated on driving. “Madame is a smart man, don't try to call for help, don't try to attack me behind her back. Madame has three lovely children, you won't miss them, will you? ”

Valjen looked cold at his back.

Anne's side overhead, her lips slightly curled, "Madame, don't believe me? Do you have a man in your palace named Google Blue? Li Dexuan likes that, huh, ma'am believe her? ”

“Impossible!” Valjen nailed the way off the iron.

Ann leaned against the door of the car, through the fine seams of the bamboo curtain, looked at Valjen and smiled at Mokobi, "Madam is still suspicious, otherwise you should kill me immediately. ”

Without silence, she is not an easy person to trust, but once someone is trusted, she will remain steadfast if the facts are not in front of her. So she would never suspect Google Blue, she just thought it was just another game of teasing for Angie!

Valjen didn't do it because he thought that since he could silently defeat the official and the driver, there was no fear at this moment. His kung fu was definitely not low, at least, killing her instantly was not a problem.

Valjen silently rubbed her papa in one piece and tied it up.

I felt the calm behind me, and Anne smiled with a little tenderness, "Madame surprised me more than once. ”

This tenderness is beautiful, as if it came from the heart and could easily shake people's hearts, but the appearance of anachronisms can only make people feel cold.

“It's you." The man who appeared in the attic thought about everyone, but never about him.

Unanswered Jane, the carriage entered a remote alley and he turned back, “Madame, please step out of the car. ”

Valjen glanced outside and when she got up and got out of the car, she threw the fastened pad onto the bottom of the car.

After a while, Jane will definitely take the carriage away. He shouldn't look down intentionally. If unfortunately she throws it in a bad position, it is likely that she will be spotted at a glance, but she cannot look back now.

“Madame, please.” Jane said.

In the bright white sun, he looked at Anjin so close, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. This man's skin was white as coagulated grease, without any flaws. It was not like a normal theater. The long black feather-like lashes cast a shadow under his eyes, covering those two springs of spirit.

Valjen helped him once, but she didn't dare naively place hope on old grace. So he got up and got out of the car.

This is an abandoned deep alley, with grass down to the waist and intense sunlight almost impossible to shine in, with a flashing old door at the end of the alley, even so far away, the paint peeling off red on it, revealing decaying black wood.

“Say your purpose, or I'll die at this junction and never go in.” Valjen stopped.

What are you going to face when you get into that place? Like the common son of the prince and Liu Pingjean, all bruised and wounded? Or is it a test of her ability to withstand?

“Rest assured, madam, I have grace with me, and if not necessary, I will not grace you with vengeance.” Jane seems to have run out of patience, "Madam, please come in and don't make me do it. ”

Valjen was in front of her, and Anne let her walk inside against the wall. Valjen walked very well, but from time to time she rubbed against the grass next to her and covered it with a skirt hem until she reached a few strands of grass.

She knew that she couldn't even see the grass being stepped on in the area, but with her papa guide, Xiao Song was sure to spot it.

Towards the end of the door, Van suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck. His eyes were black and he was unconscious.

……

In the Da Lisi Temple, another Da Lisi Shaoqing Xie Jing and Li Shengchang of the Royal History guarded in front of the room where the body was placed. One of them sat on his knees and closed his eyes and turned around with a negative hand.

Originally, Sun Zhen was the person in charge of the case, but his involvement was suspended for investigation and replaced by another Shao Qing Xie Jing. Xie Jing was mainly responsible for the senate's heavy penal code and participated in the revision of the criminal law part of the Tang Dynasty. He was far less than Sun Zhen in solving the case, but Da Lisi Temple no longer had a third Shaoqing.

Half a dozen, Xie Jing opened his eyes and said, "Li Zhongcheng, sit down and have a cup of tea. ”

“I can't drink. When is this? Why haven't you come yet? I can't even get dressed!” Li Shengchang was irritated.

“Why don't you invite Dr. Liu over tomorrow?” Xie Jing spoke softly.

Li Shengchang was even more upset when he heard, "It's been a few days! Wait a little longer, Your Majesty. Ask who carries it. ”

Xie Jing, as his name suggests, is not only very quiet. Whenever he talks slowly, he is very cheerful. "The person who picks him up will be back soon, without arguing for tea at this moment and a half. ”

When Li Shengchang heard the fire, he started yelling: Drink! Drink! I don't know what the Da Lisi sent you to do. Since this morning, I've persuaded tea more than 10 times, nothing else has been done!

Half-hearted, Li Shengchangsheng pressed down the fire, turning the subject off in a more peaceful tone, "Xiao Samlang didn't know if there was any new progress on Qujiang's side. ”

“Xiao Samlang has never made a mistake, please rest assured Li Zhongzheng.” Xie Jing slowed down.

Li Shengchang sighed powerlessly. He and Xie Jing really didn't speculate. He mentioned Xiao Song. He mainly wanted to remind Xie Jing that in the summer, he pushed his young strength out to Qujiang to expose himself to the sun. It would be more comfortable for the two old men to stay here. If nothing could be done, would this be nice to pass on?

Neither of them spoke, Li Shengchang feared Xie Jing would talk again, and he knelt down, stretching his neck and waiting for the person to come.

Half a moment later, He Temple was leading two platoons of guards to bring in a man covered in blood. At first sight, Li Shengchang rubbed up and hurried to greet him, "What's going on! ”

“Li Zhongcheng, Xie Shaoqing, Zhang Master Book has been attacked, already...” He Temple was sighing, waving his hands to make the body come up.

Li Shengchang stood still, half a dozen times. Xie Jing asked, “Where's Lady Liang? ”

“Without seeing Mrs. Liang, the undersecretary has sent someone to the palace gate to confirm. Half an hour ago, Zhang Master Book and Mrs. Liang passed through the palace gate.” He Temple was saying that he had received a piece of paper from the guard beside him, "the undersecretary found his blood-written handwriting at the place where Zhang Master Book was killed, and the undersecretary was enriched. ”

Li Shengchang reached for the paper and saw only two big words written on it - the East Palace.

It's as if there's something to write about, but there's only one thing left to write about.

“So it was the East Palace!” Lee Seung-chang is furious, "what does the East Palace want to do with Lady Liang's abduction? ”

“Hurry up and ask Zhang Sangshu and Yuan Temple Qing.” Xie Jing also couldn't sit down and spoke with a little impatience.

They did not send escorts because there was only a short distance from Pingkang Fang to the palace, and there were numerous guards. If anything happened, it would be a big deal! No one thought that the murderer was a hundred times more violent than they thought and dared to do it in the palace!

Obviously, the killer already sees his life as shit!

And this man, it can't be the Prince!

“He Temple Zheng, first place the body of Zhang Master Book in good condition, I will report to the Emperor! That's insane! If he doesn't believe me, he dares to kill my husband in the palace!” Li Shengchang chewed on his teeth and shook his sleeves and rushed to Palazzo Manlu.

Please come to the autopsy, Li Shengchang came up with it, in case she really came out three long two short... rumor has it that Xiao Song has fallen in love with his wife like crazy... how can he explain it to Xiao Song!

Li Shengchang was originally a hasty man. At this time, all kinds of emotions came up, all turned into an anger. He didn't break his body into pieces, he couldn't relieve his hatred!

The flames of the sun, the scorching of the earth, are like the mood of all men in the palace at this moment.

Two people were killed and one seriously wounded in the morning in the palace, and a dead woman was intercepted. With the exception of Xiao Song and others in Qujiang, all the rest of the 3rd Division were set on fire.

Heavenly Son was angry, Da Lisi Qing and the Ministry of Criminal Justice were rushing to the study of Palazzo Manlu in a flaming sun.

The garrison was also temporarily cautious, all pillowcases awaiting orders from above, and searches began. This happened in the Tai Chi Palace, which is called the heavily guarded Tai Chi Palace, not only as a provocation to the SS, but to the whole Datang!

……

Floral array, cool breeze habit.

Valjen woke up not knowing how long she was unconscious.

When she opened her eyes, the sight in front of her stunned her. It looks deserted outside, but the small courtyard is brilliant, very clean to pack. In the deep palace, in the desert, suddenly you see a place like this, as if you have misplaced the peach blossom.

Her hands and feet were tied and she lay on a soft couch in the shade.

She moved her body and suddenly heard a voice over her head, "Are you awake? ”

Valjean followed the voice to the past, but saw the flower leaves of the merry-green tree Qingqi, green as an umbrella, wearing an undyed broad-sleeved crossed collar robe Anne lying directly on the side of a cross branch, the long hand as a jade holding a roll of books on her bent knees, wet ink hair scattered, black wings long lashes, half covered with laughing inspirational eyes, looking at her casually and lazily.

Even though Valjen is a person who is not too sensitive to beauty, when she sees such a picture between her head and her head, she still has a moment of trance and thinks she has inadvertently broken into the Immortal Realm. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)