My wife is beautiful

The two looked at each other, and after a while of silence, Li Qingshu finally spoke in a low, hoarse voice, calling: "Master Ji..."

"Don't call me that!" Ji Qingge looked at him and said, with a little disappointment in his eyes, "Qingshu, you don't have to be afraid, even if I can't betray King Yun, I won't betray you, you are like this, it seems between you and me... You have a lot of birth points, you can still call me Brother Ji as usual."

Li Qingshu nodded and said, "Brother Ji, thank you for your kindness. I didn't blame you, so you can rest assured."

Ji Qingge had expected that Li Qingshu would say this for a long time, and he was not surprised, but was a little emotional: "No one expected what happened back then, Qingshu, you have suffered all these years."

The other party was silent, and Ji Qingge said again: "How have you been all these years? I went to look for you later, but I couldn't find you... It wasn't until I was invited to the old prince's birthday banquet that I met you again .Qingshu, I...I am very worried about you."

"Thank you." Li Qingshu lowered his eyes and thanked him in a low voice, revealing an obvious sense of alienation.There seems to be a natural moat between the two, which cannot be crossed.Ji Qingge was not reconciled to this, he said: "Qingshu, you know, my heart has already..."

"Needless to say." Li Qingshu interrupted Ji Qingge's words, looking straight into his eyes with black and white eyes, and cruelly drew a line with him. "Brother Ji, this is the end of the matter and it is irreversible. I have made up my mind and will never look back. Thank you again and again for your kindness, but it is a pity that you and I have always missed it."

"You..." Ji Qingge couldn't say anything else, and looked at Li Qingshu very hurt.

The other party lowered his eyes guiltily, still unwilling to back down, and said in a low voice: "I don't want Huai Jing to be sad, he has been wronged enough..."

Completely cut off from love, Ji Qingge paused, looking lonely, but asked with a wry smile, with a hoarse voice: "You don't even want to give me a chance to speak, what else can I do?"

Li Qingshu kept his head down and apologized softly, "I'm sorry..."

"Forget it, no matter what, Qingshu, you have to remember that I will always wait for you. As long as you look back, I will come to you immediately, no matter how far away you go!" Ji Qingge looked at Li Qingshu stubbornly, not waiting. The other party turned and left after refusing again, with a gloomy back.

"Brother Ji..." Li Qingshu leaned on the fence and looked at the back, with guilt in his eyes, but still firm.I'm sorry, for Huai Jing, I can only blame you...

In the evening, the cell welcomed a third guest, Song Ling.

At that time Li Qingshu was still sleepy, woke up by pouring a cup of clear water on his face, and slowly wiped off the water droplets on his face. Song Ling, whose eyes were red and full of hatred, looked very angry. Li Qingshu said quietly: "Splash people With a face full of water, is this the etiquette that the palace taught you? I can be regarded as your senior anyway..."

"Shut up for me!"

Song Ling roared hoarsely, with hatred in his eyes, but it was mixed with many other things, such as struggling with guilt, such as struggling with self-blame.Li Qingshu was stunned for a moment, the other party clenched his fists, his eyes seemed to be full of water, and he asked in a low hoarse voice, "Li Qingshu, did you kill grandpa?"

Li Qingshu chuckled angrily, with complete helplessness on his face, "Do you believe everything I say? Song Ling, how old are you? If you want to know the truth, you won't investigate it yourself. Come here and ask me, just in case What if I lied to you?"

The words were not very kind, but Song Ling regained his composure in an instant, and stared at Li Qingshu with wide eyes. There were many complex emotions in his eyes that he couldn't understand. Li Qingshu was not afraid at all, and immediately met his gaze , with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was competing, no one spoke, and no one looked away.

On the shore of the West Lake, a young man in brocade clothes stood on the broken bridge, looking at the setting sun in the distance, his eyes reflected the golden light, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his mind was absent.A person behind him walked in gently, with a blue robe hanging on his arm, he put it on the person thoughtfully, and said softly: "You are wearing too little clothes, it just rained in the afternoon, be careful of catching cold."

Lin Ziqian turned around slowly, but took a step back subconsciously, getting further away from Jin Haoxuan, and nodded in a low voice: "Thank you." Sensing Lin Ziqian's obvious alienation, Jin Haoxuan was secretly startled, not knowing where the disclosure came.He said again: "What are you thinking about?" Lin Ziqian shook his head and lowered his eyes, "It's nothing."

What can I think, I thought of some bad things, could it be you who have been tipping others off and helping the murderer get away with it?I want to ask, but if I ask, no, how does he get along with Jin Haoxuan?If so, then... even more troublesome.Lin Ziqian couldn't tell what the trouble was, he was hiding something in his heart.

The sun gradually sank into Xishan, Lin Ziqian sighed quietly, returned the robe on his shoulders to Jin Haoxuan, turned around and wanted to leave, "I don't feel cold, let's go back, there are still many doubts in the palace that have not been clarified, I think Master Zhao also needs our help at this time."

"Ziqian!" That figure was so thin that it made people feel distressed. Lin Ziqian suffered countless hardships since he was a child, but he still lived with such arrogance. This is what Jin Haoxuan distressed the most.He subconsciously grabbed Lin Ziqian's hand, who was slightly surprised and asked him, "What's wrong?"

What's wrong?I don't know, but I feel that you seem to be very sad... Jin Haoxuan thought for a while, and asked to himself: "Ziqian, Mr. Zhao will make it clear when he needs our help, but have you ever thought that I will need you too... ..." Suddenly, unable to speak anymore, there was a seductive voice in my heart, which kept ringing in my ears, said it, and hugged him into my arms, teaching him that there was nowhere to hide.

But another low voice is contrary, don’t say it, say it, Ziqian will alienate you in the future, you will never see him smile again, he will never talk to you again, hide far away, I even hate you, and never see you again... No!I do not want!Jin Haoxuan shook his head violently, sobered up instantly, met Lin Ziqian's clear eyes filled with worry, and supported him anxiously, "Haoxuan, what's wrong with you, is there something uncomfortable?"

Not knowing that his sudden pale face would make Lin Ziqian so anxious, Jin Haoxuan clenched Lin Ziqian's hand greedily, his eyes unwilling to leave that delicate and handsome face for a moment, Lin Ziqian was still worried, "Your face is so bad, What's wrong with you, can you tell me?"

Jin Haoxuan stared at it for a while, then slowly shook his head, "I'm fine, maybe I caught a cold from the rain in the afternoon."

"It rained in the afternoon? Where did you go?" Lin Ziqian asked.Jin Haoxuan seemed a little embarrassed, he hesitated for a while and answered honestly: "In the afternoon, Song Ling went to see Mrs. Zhao in the prison. I was worried that something would happen, so I followed." Lin Ziqian nodded: "Why don't you tell me, I thought you... Forget it, let's go back and talk about it first, or go to the doctor first? Your forehead is a little hot..."

Seeing that Lin Ziqian had abandoned his favorite case just because of his bad complexion, and the warmth from Lin Ziqian's cool back of his hand remained on his slightly hot forehead, the corners of Jin Haoxuan's mouth couldn't stop rising, "I'm fine. , there is no need to see a doctor, just go back and have a rest, if you are worried, just stay with me for a while."

Lin Ziqian nodded without hesitation, "Let's go back first, I will accompany you."

In this case, Jin Haoxuan can't help but think too much, and he smiles bitterly in his heart, and even has some extravagant hopes, Ziqian, if you are willing to stay with me forever, it would be great...It's a pity that you and I are in the opposite camp, and we can only do it for you. enemy!

Tucking Jin Haoxuan into the quilt, Lin Ziqian turned around and wanted to leave, "Rest well, I'll go to the kitchen to make ginger soup first, and I'll be back soon, if you wake up, call me loudly, I'm next door."

His hand was pulled again, Lin Ziqian looked helplessly at the person behind him, why is Haoxuan sick, and his behavior is going to become naive and annoying?Jin Haoxuan pleaded pitifully: "Ziqian, can you sleep with me for a while, okay?" Lin Ziqian was immediately defeated: "Okay, I will accompany you for a while, and I will leave when you fall asleep." Jin Haoxuan shook his head: "No, you come up, I'm alone, I can't sleep."

Lin Ziqian was stunned, and coughed unnaturally: "Haoxuan..." Jin Haoxuan said aggrievedly, "I have a headache, and I want Ziqian to sleep with me for a while." Lin Ziqian bit his lips and responded, "Okay, I This will help you press." Jin Haoxuan nodded happily, moved a little on the bed to make room, patted the mattress, and said excitedly: "Ziqian, come up quickly!"

"..." Lin Ziqian blushed, obediently took off his coat and lay on one side, Jin Haoxuan leaned his head on his shoulder, pretending to be pitiful and said: "I have a headache, Ziqian, help me..." Lin Ziqian Qianqian sighed silently, his ears and cheeks became more and more flushed, he pressed his fingertips on Jin Haoxuan's forehead on both sides, let the other party's muscular body press him down, leaned his head on his chest, rubbed lightly from time to time, caring for himself Kneading gently, he asked, "Is this okay?"

The other party hugged his waist tightly, like a child, and the heat hit his chest separated by two layers of clothing, and his voice was a little uncontrollably excited, and he replied: "Yes, Ziqian, I feel much more comfortable, Go ahead and press it for me."

After humming lightly, Lin Ziqian stopped talking.There is a trace of warmth flowing in the quiet atmosphere of the house, and the two teenagers are closely related to each other, but they never expected that after almost getting what they wanted this time, a farewell would follow.

Mr. Zhao has been running around all day, but when he went to the cell again, he was turned away. When asked why, it was actually an order from Song Ling. No one is allowed to visit the felon who killed the old prince. , Mr. Zhao felt for the first time that his official was too young. If he had been the minister of punishment, how would these jailers dare to talk to him like that?

It's useless to regret, the only thing Mr. Zhao can do now is to find out the real culprit and restore Li Qingshu's innocence. For this reason, he has been busy all day and even went to his uncle's place, but the result is not very good , but it is not impossible.But at this moment, Song Ling was assassinated, but at night, the palace exploded again.

Master Zhao thought of Song Ling's plan to lure the snake out of the cave, but when he arrived at the palace and saw Song Ling who was really injured, he knew that it was not an easy matter.Yun You, who returned to the palace at some time beside him, was lowering his head to carefully bandage Song Ling's injured arm. There was a man in black kneeling outside the house. He covered his face, and could barely see a whole appearance.

Ji Qingge, Lin Shaoze, Lin Ziqian, and Jin Haoxuan were naturally also alarmed. Mr. Zhao came late, and the assassin was detained just as he entered the door.Mr. Zhao asked with a blank face: "What's the matter, I heard that you were assassinated, Young Master Song?"

Hearing this, everyone in the room looked serious. Song Ling looked at Mr. Zhao coldly, and said through gritted teeth, "That's right, this assassin has a lot of background. Doesn't Mr. Zhao know him?" Mr. Zhao felt that something was wrong. These people, who are watching the excitement at this moment, are clearly in the three trials!He asked back: "Should I know him?"

Song Ling sneered, and opened his mouth again, but Master Zhao felt terrified. "That person is the former member of the Li family, the third young master Li Qingshu who came to rescue them, Mr. Zhao, do you know who Li Qingshu is?"

How can I not know?Song Ling, what does this mean?Master Zhao calmed down, and said bluntly: "Young Master Song, if you have something to say, you might as well just say it." Song Ling withdrew Yunyou, sat up straight on the chair, and looked a little like Li Qingshu. He said coldly: "Li Qingshu , isn’t it Mr. Zhao, your wife? Mr. Zhao, you are so courageous to secretly hide the imperial court criminal who assassinated His Highness King Yun, what is your intention?”

Mr. Zhao looked unmoved, saw the tricks, and said with a smile: "Young Master Song, just based on the one-sided words of an assassin, you have identified my wife as Li Qingshu? You know, as early as four years ago, Li Qingshu The third son of the family is already dead, and died in front of Li Qingyan, Master Li."

Looking sideways, Ji Qingge looked as if he had nothing to do with it and didn't intend to intervene, and it was naturally impossible for Lin Shaoze to talk too much.Due to their involvement with the court, Lin Ziqian and Jin Haoxuan, the two juniors, didn't say much, they just sat silently, listening with bowed heads.Song Ling's temper became very violent because of his grandfather's death. Mr. Zhao couldn't help but speak too much, and immediately summoned the soldiers: "Come on! Lock up this Zhao Huaijing, an accomplice who harbors evil intentions!"

Mr. Zhao really didn't expect that things would develop like this, he was speechless, and was taken away by the soldiers inconceivably.Song Ling's expression was gloomy, and the rest of the people left one after another. Everyone was surprised that the Zhao family couple was imprisoned for a while, but Song Ling did it so swiftly and resolutely.

Seeing Song Ling's frowning and gloomy eyes, Yun You couldn't help but persuade him, "Master, the old prince would not want to see you so negative in the spirit of heaven, you have to cheer up." Song Ling heard the words slowly Looking up, squinting slightly, he looked at Yunyou's face half covered by the red birthmark, and asked, "Yunyou, you haven't told me yet, how can you know kung fu?"

When Song Ling picked him up, he was still bullied by the little beggar.But when he was assassinated tonight, even Song Ling was wounded by the assassin. The person who came to rescue him at that time was neither a soldier nor anyone else. It was this weak and submissive Yunyou who slapped the assassin But, is it possible for such a skill to be an ordinary person?

Youzi was looking at him inconceivably with those star-like eyes in the night. After he helped Song Ling up, Song Ling's expression became dark instantly, and he asked him, "You know kung fu!?"

Faced with such repeated questions, Yun You's eyes narrowed slightly, and he lowered his head, not knowing how to answer.

In the cell at this time, a group of people threw Mr. Zhao, who was dressed in blue casual clothes, into Li Qingshu's cell, and then walked away.Mr. Zhao couldn't stand still, he staggered and almost fell, Li Qingshu hurriedly helped him up behind him, his face was full of surprise, "Huaijing, why did you come in?"

It was less than an hour ago and he couldn't come in. Now...Master Zhao touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, not really wanting to answer.