Occupy the hero CP position
Chapter 107 Can the general flirt
"What this girl said is true." Lin Yunkui was slightly startled. When Wu was asked to do the autopsy earlier, he stood far away and didn't notice the expression on Mingyue's face. Now that he was reminded by someone, he really looked suspicious.
If he committed suicide, why would there be such a peaceful and happy smile on his face?It's unreasonable.
With hands behind his back and slightly bent, Lin Yunkui paced back and forth by the bed, observing Mingyue's body carefully, hoping to find some clues from her body.
Pei Xun looked around the room for a few times, only to realize that he had missed something when he came back to his senses, his eyes suddenly stopped, he turned around, and walked towards the piano in front of the window sill.
Both he and Mingyue are people who love Qin, and they became friends because of Qin.
One day Mingyue saw Pei Xun's half-winged qin, and was shocked by the sound he played, so she found a qin maker and made an extra string on her own qin, making it the same eight-stringed string as Pei Xun. Qin, this eight-stringed qin has a wider range than the lyre, and you need to know more. If you are not a skilled player, you will not be able to play the eighth string.
Pei Xun did not tell her that the real purpose of his eighth string is not to play.
On the piano in Mingyue's room, where the eighth string used to hang, the string...is gone!
The young man casually withdrew his gaze, and picked up a forsythia flower and a few petals that fell in front of the window sill and fell on the strings in a natural and unaffected manner. The dark yellow petals seemed to be telling something.
He stared at the flower in silence for a long time, as if he saw the figure of a woman in white on the petals gradually appearing, "My lord, do you know what the flower language of the forsythia flower is?"
"I remember that forsythia is a kind of medicine. The language of flowers... I don't know." The young man drank the wine in his glass, smiled and shook his head, "Let's listen to it."
The woman in white stands in front of the window, looking at the forsythia tree that seems to be close at hand, "anticipation. The flower language of forsythia is anticipation. It is rumored that when you press the forsythia flower under a square pillow when you go to bed, you will dream of the appearance of your future partner. .Do you think it's strange?"
"Miss Mingyue tried it?" The young man raised his eyes and smiled lightly, "Did you dream about your future husband?"
The woman in white turned around slowly, smiled gently, her eyes reflected a youthful face like jade, she paused slightly, and blushed, "I didn't dream, it has nothing to do with you, my lord. My lord, I don't know Mingyue Do you have the honor to listen to the son-in-law play "All Beings"?"
The young man froze, some wine spilled out of the wine glass in his hand, dripping on his robe.
The woman in white was very keenly aware of the change in the young man's mood, her eyes darkened, and she smiled apologetically: "It's the bright moon that has passed, sir, don't blame it."
"It's getting late, please leave without disturbing Miss Mingyue's rest." The young man stood up, nodded slightly to the woman, and then strode away.
"My lord?" Hong Zhen's voice rang in my ear, bringing Pei Xun's thoughts back to reality, "My lord, what are you thinking? Is it related to the case?"
Pei Xun turned around, "No, I was thinking about why Miss Mingyue looked so happy when she died." After the voice fell, he put the forsythia flower into his sleeve without showing any trace.
Hong Zhen said happily, "The young master has figured it out?"
"Think about it for seven or eight minutes." Pei Xun said casually, passed Hong Zhen, walked to Lin Yunkui's side, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "Master Lin, what do you see when you look left and right? "
Lin Yunkui was fascinated by his thoughts, when suddenly he was called out by Pei Xun, and when he came back to his senses, he patted his chest in fright, euphemistically saying: "...Prime Minister, wait a minute, let the official smooth his thoughts, this is all overwhelmed." You're scared."
Pei Xun laughed, "Please."
If he committed suicide, why would there be such a peaceful and happy smile on his face?It's unreasonable.
With hands behind his back and slightly bent, Lin Yunkui paced back and forth by the bed, observing Mingyue's body carefully, hoping to find some clues from her body.
Pei Xun looked around the room for a few times, only to realize that he had missed something when he came back to his senses, his eyes suddenly stopped, he turned around, and walked towards the piano in front of the window sill.
Both he and Mingyue are people who love Qin, and they became friends because of Qin.
One day Mingyue saw Pei Xun's half-winged qin, and was shocked by the sound he played, so she found a qin maker and made an extra string on her own qin, making it the same eight-stringed string as Pei Xun. Qin, this eight-stringed qin has a wider range than the lyre, and you need to know more. If you are not a skilled player, you will not be able to play the eighth string.
Pei Xun did not tell her that the real purpose of his eighth string is not to play.
On the piano in Mingyue's room, where the eighth string used to hang, the string...is gone!
The young man casually withdrew his gaze, and picked up a forsythia flower and a few petals that fell in front of the window sill and fell on the strings in a natural and unaffected manner. The dark yellow petals seemed to be telling something.
He stared at the flower in silence for a long time, as if he saw the figure of a woman in white on the petals gradually appearing, "My lord, do you know what the flower language of the forsythia flower is?"
"I remember that forsythia is a kind of medicine. The language of flowers... I don't know." The young man drank the wine in his glass, smiled and shook his head, "Let's listen to it."
The woman in white stands in front of the window, looking at the forsythia tree that seems to be close at hand, "anticipation. The flower language of forsythia is anticipation. It is rumored that when you press the forsythia flower under a square pillow when you go to bed, you will dream of the appearance of your future partner. .Do you think it's strange?"
"Miss Mingyue tried it?" The young man raised his eyes and smiled lightly, "Did you dream about your future husband?"
The woman in white turned around slowly, smiled gently, her eyes reflected a youthful face like jade, she paused slightly, and blushed, "I didn't dream, it has nothing to do with you, my lord. My lord, I don't know Mingyue Do you have the honor to listen to the son-in-law play "All Beings"?"
The young man froze, some wine spilled out of the wine glass in his hand, dripping on his robe.
The woman in white was very keenly aware of the change in the young man's mood, her eyes darkened, and she smiled apologetically: "It's the bright moon that has passed, sir, don't blame it."
"It's getting late, please leave without disturbing Miss Mingyue's rest." The young man stood up, nodded slightly to the woman, and then strode away.
"My lord?" Hong Zhen's voice rang in my ear, bringing Pei Xun's thoughts back to reality, "My lord, what are you thinking? Is it related to the case?"
Pei Xun turned around, "No, I was thinking about why Miss Mingyue looked so happy when she died." After the voice fell, he put the forsythia flower into his sleeve without showing any trace.
Hong Zhen said happily, "The young master has figured it out?"
"Think about it for seven or eight minutes." Pei Xun said casually, passed Hong Zhen, walked to Lin Yunkui's side, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "Master Lin, what do you see when you look left and right? "
Lin Yunkui was fascinated by his thoughts, when suddenly he was called out by Pei Xun, and when he came back to his senses, he patted his chest in fright, euphemistically saying: "...Prime Minister, wait a minute, let the official smooth his thoughts, this is all overwhelmed." You're scared."
Pei Xun laughed, "Please."
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