The villains are all my vests

Chapter 300 The cripples were fooled into standing up by me (12)

Thirteen completely subconsciously jumped up from the spot.

"emperor--"

"Shh." Ling Xiaohan raised a finger, and handed over the millet cake in his hand.

Thirteen held the millet cake and looked at him nervously: "What are you doing here?"

"Where's Gu Zhihuan?" Ling Xiaohan asked.

"In the study." Thirteen said.

Ling Xiaohan nodded, he turned and walked in the direction of Thirteen Fingers.

Shisan originally wanted to go with him, but was slapped on the spot by Ling Xiaohan.

He had no choice but to choose a roof, squatting silently and stealing the millet cake brought by Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Xiaohan is very familiar with this place.

He found Gu Zhihuan with ease.

The galaxy is shining brightly, and the full moon hangs high.

Gu Zhihuan was drinking in the yard outside the study.

The sycamore tree, which was half a head higher than the roof, cast mottled and flickering shadows behind her.

Gu Zhihuan raised his head and stared at the moonlight shining through the gaps in the leaves, wondering what he was thinking.

Hearing footsteps, Gu Zhihuan looked over slowly.

"Come to drink?" Gu Zhihuan asked.

Ling Xiaohan sat down on the stone bench opposite her self-consciously: "I heard from Shisan that the progress of Liang Qiusheng's case is not too fast."

Gu Zhihuan put the jug directly in front of him, and motioned him to pour the wine himself: "Are you too concerned about him?"

Ling Xiaohan seemed to have been used to Gu Zhihuan's behavior for a long time. He poured himself a glass of wine, put it under his nose and smelled it, and then replied: "My heart is for the people of Liming, why not?"

Gu Zhihuan gave him a sideways look.

The eyes of the two collided lightly in the air.

Ling Xiaohan touched his nose embarrassingly, and he changed his words: "The matter of Liang Qiusheng has a great impact. This morning, Lou Ying said that the people in Kyoto are talking about it."

Gu Zhihuan looked away.

She did not doubt Ling Xiaohan's statement.

After all, when the exam was about to take place, a candidate died suddenly, and this candidate was hung on the city gate where people came and went, surrounded by people early in the morning.

It's strange that no one discusses this kind of thing.

After a pause, Gu Zhihuan was about to speak when there was a sound outside the courtyard.

Han Yue pushed the wheelchair across the door in the darkness.

Thirteen was behind him, rubbing his hands in embarrassment.

Crumbs of millet cake were still hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Han Yue probably didn't expect the courtyard to be so lively.

He froze at the door, neither entering nor retreating.

Although everyone in the court knew that Ling Xiaohan had built the Star Picking Courtyard for Gu Zhihuan in the palace for her to live in, but Han Yue never expected that he would run into two people in the courtyard late at night... for a drink?
Even though he usually reads tens of thousands of volumes, he doesn't know how to describe Ling Xiaohan and Gu Zhihuan at this time.

He felt a little irritated for no reason.

Gu Zhihuan did not expect that Han Yue would visit late at night.

She held a glass of wine, neither drinking nor letting it go.

Ling Xiaohan almost laughed until the corners of his mouth cramped.

[I obviously didn't do anything]
[Why Han Yue's eyes look weird]
[Why Gu Zhihuan's reaction is weird]
[why the sudden silence]
[strange]
Ling Xiaohan felt that one of the three should break this strange deadlock.

Although he didn't understand why it was a normal thing, it became weird and unpredictable because of the silence of the three people.

He coughed lightly, stood up, relying on his good mentality of fighting wits and courage with his officials for many years, coughed lightly, and was about to speak when Gu Zhihuan suddenly stuffed the wine and glass on the table into his arms.

"Your Majesty, your wine."

Ling Xiaohan was stunned.

"this is not--"

"Your cup."

"no--"

"You walk slowly."

Gu Zhihuan didn't care about 21, stuffed the things into his arms, slapped him on the back rebelliously, and was about to push him out of the yard.

Ling Xiaohan looked confused: "Gu Aiqing, I—"

"It's late at night, Your Majesty." Gu Zhihuan said righteously, "It's very inconvenient for you to stay here for a long time."

Ling Xiaohan's tongue was tied in his mouth.

Gu Zhihuan could only see question marks above his head, obviously there was too much to say, and he couldn't find a suitable sentence for a while.

[I used to drink and chat all night long before],

[Why is it so inconvenient to be alone and widowed today]
[And why am I leaving]
[What about Han Yue]
[The important thing is that about Liang Qiusheng...]
Gu Zhihuan gritted his teeth and showed a big smile: "The case of Liang Qiusheng will definitely be investigated within three days."

Only then was Ling Xiaohan contentedly pushed out of the Academy of Stars by Gu Zhihuan.

Thirteen silently retracted his head from watching the play.

He really wanted to remind Ling Xiaohan that it only took half a stick of incense from when he came in to when he was driven away.

But Ling Xiaohan didn't look particularly sad.

"Thirteen." Ling Xiaohan waved at Thirteen.

Thirteen rubbed his head, ran over, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, do you want to teach Mr. Gu a lesson?"

Ling Xiaohan took out another stack of millet cakes as if conjuring: "Do you want to eat?"

Shisan immediately left Gu Zhihuan out of the blue.

When Gu Zhihuan waited for Ling Xiaohan and Shisan to leave, he walked up to Han Yue's side.

"Why are you here?" Gu Zhihuan asked.

Han Yue changed into a black black robe with thin dark red borders on the cuffs and hem. He seemed to have walked out of the night, silent but far away.

He seemed to be thinking about something, even Gu Zhihuan didn't notice when he pushed him to the side of the stone table.

"Huh?" Gu Zhihuan bent down.

Han Yue's head turned back slightly: "The emperor just came to see you?"

Gu Zhihuan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "He came to drink."

Han Yue seemed to just mention something casually and didn't continue.

He turned to talk about business: "Lu Huai found out the whereabouts of Qinghuqiu. A man named Huaian went to the pawnshop in the north of the city in the morning to sell it at a low price."

"Huai'an?" Gu Zhihuan was taken aback, "From Jiangcheng County?"

"No, a native of Kyoto." Han Yue seldom saw Gu Zhihuan's surprised reaction, so he couldn't help laughing: "Speaking of which, Lou Ying knows this person very well, and is a frequent visitor to the dungeon of Dali Temple."

"Why?"

"theft."

Gu Zhihuan narrowed her eyes, and she suddenly realized: "So the city gate is not the scene of the murder. Huai'an found Lu Huai's body elsewhere. When he saw Qian's eyes opened, his first reaction was not to report the body, but to steal it away. The valuable green fox fur."

Han Yue looked at her sideways: "Why don't you guess that Lu Huai is the murderer?"

"A murderer who can kill for money will not always steal." Gu Zhihuan squatted lazily on the stone bench, her whole body seemed to have no bones.

There is only one pair of eyes, which are as bright as the stars in the sky accidentally fell into the eyes.

She never seemed to hide herself from Han Yue.

As if deliberately showing himself, he always made moves that surprised Han Yue.

Under Gu Zhihuan's playful eyes, Han Yue realized belatedly that he seemed to be teased by Gu Zhihuan's daring.

"..."

"Master Han?" Gu Zhihuan said with an innocent face, "Go on, I'll listen."

"Aren't you good at fortune-telling? Why don't you do the math?" Han Yue calmly looked away and tried to look straight ahead.

Hearing this, Gu Zhi laughed happily. When she laughed, she glanced at Han Yue out of the corner of her eye, as if I was only laughing because of you.

Han Yue, who managed to keep the wind and rain unmoved, secretly grasped the soles of his shoes with his toes.

However, Gu Zhihuan didn't think it was enough, she smiled and moved to Han Yue's side, and said in a low voice: "Besides, Mr. Han, I prefer you to tell me what God told me."

Han Yue took a deep breath, couldn't hold it back, and curled up the corner of his mouth.

What a fucking bewitched.

(End of this chapter)