My wife is not a demon

After finishing speaking, Du Biwu left the file library.

Bai Xianyu looked indifferently.

Looking down at the file of the No Head case, he ordered lightly: "Ask other officials in the government office, and by the way, ask around among the common people to see if anyone knows about this case."

"clear."

All the guards nodded.

……

Du Biwu left the document library, and returned to his own courtyard with a gloomy face all the way.

Shut himself in the study, pacing back and forth alone.

His expression was sometimes anxious, sometimes mocking, and sometimes fell into a contemplative expression.

After a while, the door of the room slammed and then closed again, but there was a mysterious man in gray robe in the room.

"This bitch is a bit powerful. I don't know where I learned about the case two years ago."

Du Piwu's face was as gloomy as ink.

"How are you going to deal with it?" The grey-robed man's cold and strange voice was particularly hoarse and sharp.

Seeing Du Piwu's gloomy and uncertain expression, the man in gray robe said calmly: "Find a chance and kill her."

"What are you kidding!"

Du Piwu stared at him, "This is the Vermillion Bird envoy, if something goes wrong, the Queen Mother will destroy the entire Dongzhou city!"

The gray-robed man sneered: "If you let her go on like this, you and I will be done too, so we might as well just keep doing it and take a risk first."

Du Biwu fell into an inner struggle.

Finally nodded: "Okay, you can give it a try."

-

It was a little dark in the afternoon.

Meng Yanqing brought out two dishes from the kitchen and put them on the table, and called to Xiao Xuan'er who was reviewing her homework in the study: "Xuan'er, come out and eat."

"Got it, mother."

After a while, Xiao Xuan'er, with a little ink on her cheeks, was bouncing around on the table and chair.

Meng Yanqing handed her a small bowl of pasta, wiped off the ink on her daughter's face with a towel, and asked casually, "Where's your brother, wasn't he still there just now?"

"He went to find Sister He Tiantian."

Xiao Xuan'er picked up the food and said vaguely.

Meng Yanqing let out a sigh, and didn't ask any more questions.

But as soon as the words fell, Zhang Awei appeared in the yard again, looked at the delicious food on the table and said: "Today's dinner is very rich."

Meng Yanqing frowned: "Didn't you go to find He Tiantian?"

"Forget it."

Zhang Awei waved his hand with a depressed expression.

Meng Yanqing smiled slightly: "Another conflict?"

Seeing Zhang Awei's silence, Meng Yanqing sighed: "You, sometimes think about how Chen Mu talks to girls, don't always be blunt, okay?"

Zhang Awei still didn't speak, just lowered his head and picked up the food.

After dinner, Xiao Xuan'er went to the study to continue her homework. Zhang Awei stayed idle for a while, then got up and said, "Mother, I'll help Xiao Xuan'er with her homework."

After speaking, he entered the study.

The corners of Meng Yanqing's lips curled up slightly as he was washing the dishes: "This guy is really enlightened, and he also knows how to help his sister."

Putting the dish back into the closet, there was a loud panting sound from outside the door.

"Grandma's Xiong, it's really tiring to go shopping with women."

The man strode into the room, took a few sips from the teacup on the table, picked up a towel to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and shouted to the woman in the kitchen, "Mother, isn't the meal ready yet?" ? I'm starving to death."

Meng Yanqing was stunned.

Looking at the familiar son in front of him, an extreme chill instantly rushed into his body.

Chapter 291 The Mysterious Little Xuan'er!

The study room was a little dark, and the blood-red sunset leaked through the window and sprinkled lightly on the desk.

Xiao Xuan'er is seriously reviewing her homework.

Under the halo of the sun, the cute and tender cheeks look like porcelain dolls.

On the table was half a bag of sugared chestnuts.

It was bought for her yesterday when Mankasye, the king of the underworld, came to Cengfan.

This woman did not go to Dongzhou with Chen Mu, but stayed to protect Meng Yanqing, occasionally deliberately teasing the beautiful women a few times, enjoying it.

"squeak--"

The study door was suddenly pushed open gently.

Xiao Xuan'er turned her head and took a look, it was her middle school second brother.

She was stained with ink, and holding a purple wolf pen in her small hand, she wrote on the paper seriously on the white rice paper, ignoring the other party.

The man walked up to the girl, looked at the lines of beautiful lowercase letters, and said with a smile, "Your handwriting is pretty pretty, girl."

"Brother Mu, uh...Daddy Mu taught me."

The little girl corrected her name, shook her head and said triumphantly. "Even the teachers in our college praised my handwriting for being beautiful."

The man sat by the table, took out a bright red fruit and threw it on the table.

"what is this?"

The fragrance from the fruit caught Xiao Xuan'er's attention, she picked it up and smelled it on the tip of her nose, and said in surprise. "It smells so good, I haven't seen it before."