Get on the Wrong Sedan Chair and Marry the Right Wolf + Extra Story

"But what reason does Madam have to see your lord? You must be busy with official business if you don't go home these days."

"Eh, I..." Ling Xueji glanced at the dining table, his eyes lit up, he picked up a chicken leg and grinned at Ji Jin, "I'm going to deliver her food!"

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The bustle of Jinling City at night has faded away, and the glowing lights on the night market have returned to sleep.Under the dimly lit lights, the gate of Jinwuwei Youjie Yamen looks a little strange and cold, making people afraid to approach it from a distance.

In fact, Ling Xueji regretted it as soon as she went out. She originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of delivering food to Qu Quan to sneak to the night market in Jinling City to have fun, but she didn't expect that Jinling's curfew was so early. You must know that this time is the busiest night market in Wu County Wow when it's hot.But everything came out, followed by a steady collection, she Ling Xueji couldn't find any tricks even if she turned the world upside down.Looking at the food box in his hand, Ling Xueji walked towards the vermilion lacquered door with his head down.Ji Jin asked the bearers to wait outside the yamen, while he followed his wife closely.

"who?"

Although it was already night, the guards of Jinwuwei Youjie Yamen were still in place because the Lord Minister of the Ministry of Justice lived in there temporarily for the past few days.Jiji stepped forward and nodded slightly to the Jinwu Guard guarding the gate, and introduced Ling Xueji to them, "This is Mrs. Shangshu."

The two Jinwu guards guarding the gate did not expect that the charming and beautiful girl next to Jiji was actually Mrs. Qu's wife, so they immediately put away their weapons, and went forward to salute, "I'm impolite for a humble job, and I pay my respects to Mrs. Shangshu."

"Get up." Ling Xueji naturally had no pretensions, and asked with a food box, "Where is Mr. Qu...?"

"Oh, come with me, madam."

The gate of the yamen had already been opened, and the Jinwu guard stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture, Ling Xueji nodded to him, and entered first.

Turning left and right until Ling Xueji almost fainted, the simple and honest Jin Wuwei finally brought Ling Xueji to a small isolated courtyard. "Ma'am, this is it."

"Thank you." Ling Xueji was about to go inside after speaking, but was stopped by that person.Turning around with some doubts, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

There was some hesitation on the Jinwu Guard's face, the candlelight in the lantern trembled slightly, and the faint light reflected on the man's breastplate. "If madam wants to deliver food, it's better to let the humble job do it for you. Here... madam should not go in."

"Huh? Why?" Ling Xueji was even more curious when he heard what he said, "Could it be that there is a heavenly palace inside? No one is allowed to enter."

"Madam." Jin Wuwei lowered his head slightly, and said frankly, "This is a morgue."

"What!" Ling Xueji stepped back half a step, with an extremely surprised expression.Seeing her like this, the Jin Wuwei thought that he had frightened Mrs. Shangshu, and felt very guilty. After all, Mrs. Shangshu still looks like a little girl.Just about to say something to make up for it, Ling Xueji said again.

"Qu Quan doesn't go home during this time, so he just lives here?" The overly surprised emotion made her automatically filter out all unnecessary words, and she didn't even care about calling Qu Quan's name.The majestic third-rank Minister of the Ministry of Punishment actually stayed in the morgue for days, is this beyond the imagination of ordinary people?

The Jin Wuwei finally understood what the lady Shangshu was shocked about, and explained with a sigh of relief: "Oh madam, you are worrying too much, the smell of corpses is too heavy to live in here, and Lord Shangshu lives next to us." At the end, he seemed to think of something He added, "Madam, don't worry, our lord is a man." It seemed a little strange to say that, so he added, "Our lord has already married a wife."

Ling Xueji: "..."

"Our lord is devoted to his wife."

"..."

"Oh, our adults marry male wives."

"..."

Ji Ji couldn't stand listening to it, so he stepped forward to express his gratitude to the Jinwu Guard and sent him away.Ling Xueji rubbed his head and looked at Jiji with an awkward smile for a moment, then shook his head in unison and walked into the courtyard.

There is a room on each of the three sides of the mortuary, and there are two side rooms next to each of the three rooms. The rooms on both sides are dark and dimly lit, and the doors are nailed with wooden strips as if something is sealed. Only the room facing the courtyard door The door was opened, and there was a faint candlelight shining through it, and the lantern in Ling Xueji's hand shone brightly like a star in the long dark night.

Ling Xueji noticed that Jijin's face was slightly frightened, and patted her on the shoulder, "Sister Jijin, why don't you go in. Wait for me in the sedan chair outside the yamen."

"How can I leave my wife and go alone?" Ji Jin was reluctant to say anything, until Ling Xueji pushed him out of the courtyard gate, saying that he would spend the night with Qu Quan and let her go back home first, and she left with peace of mind.

After giving the lantern to Jiji, Ling Xueji clapped his hands and picked up the completely cold food box on the ground, turned around and walked into the candlelit room.As soon as he entered the room, an indescribable smell came over his face, Ling Xueji quickly covered his nose with a handkerchief, annoyed that he had been trapped in such a place.He was about to drop the food box and leave, but he caught a glimpse of the candle that looked dark outside the house and also dark inside the house.

On the long table carved with pear blossom wood, a rosewood-colored figure was lying on the desk.The ink stains in the inkstone were not yet dry, and the case files circled with cinnabar were scattered all over the floor, and a flickering candle shone down, casting a layer of light orange soft light on the man's simple blue hair.