Zhenlong Gluttonous Feast

After Ruan Xiangrong's testimonial, there was almost no trace of blood left on Fan Meizhu's face.

When the two were silent, a strange airflow formed between them and confronted each other.

However, the ending was fruitless.

After going on like this, Fan Meizhui simply closed her eyes, with a deaf look on her face.

During this period, Ruan Xiangrong blinked at me quickly, urging me to say something quickly.

In fact, I just feel quite helpless about these.

Ruan Xiangrong can also be regarded as the number one decent person, after all, he is different from crooked people like me.

In my opinion, this is not Zhao Huilin's interrogation hall, and it doesn't matter who is wrong.

All I care about is the truth that hides behind the light and is eager to be exposed.

After a while, Fan Meizhu raised her eyes slightly, and her eyes turned as calm as water, "You saw... so what?"

Ruan Xiangrong almost cracked the corners of his eyes, obviously this answer was unexpected.

Fan Meizhui smiled wryly, and looked at me with particular emphasis, "Anyway, that guy has been imprisoned in the Yamen, and you will all know sooner or later."

I frowned, only to feel that things were getting more and more out of control.

Ruan Xiangrong seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just opened his mouth for no reason.

With downcast eyes, Fan Mei took out a neatly folded letter from her sleeve, and handed it to me carefully.The ink on it is so heavy that it has been deeply printed on the reverse side.

Under his signal, I opened the letter paper hesitantly, and there were only a few large characters on it:

I'm going now, take care.

The signature is "One Fen".

The tone of this speech did not seem to happen between a master and a servant at all, but rather like a close friend's silent farewell and endless blessings.

I have had contact with Yifen in the past, and I know a thing or two about the way he gets along with Fan Meixiu.

Although it can be said that it is Fan Meizhu's number one confidant, but from this point of view, its appearance is far less than the intimacy shown on this paper.

Then, Fan Meizhu answered our doubts for both of us.

"When our family rescued Xiafen, he happened to have committed a major crime and was on the run."

"Big case?" Ruan Xiangrong frowned.

I said, "Could it be..."

Fan Meizhu did not say yes, nor did she say no.

He went straight to Ruan Xiangrong, and said very carefully, "Our family, please, don't sue him."

"What..." Ruan Xiangrong was startled again.

"It doesn't do you any good to be imprisoned."

"That said, it's just..."

"If something goes wrong in Yifen, Master Ruan, our family will definitely not make it easy for you."

These words are sonorous and forceful, enough to show the determination of the speaker.And Ruan Xiangrong is of course not a soft persimmon who can be manipulated by others, and has never been frightened.

In an instant, the two of them had already become at war with each other.

Being innocent and implicated, I was caught in the middle, so I quietly moved towards the door.

"Stop!" came a unanimous shout from behind.

He turned his head in embarrassment as if he had been caught by some kind of painful foot, but he saw two straight eyes shooting over him like flames like torches.

"Hey...what's the matter with you two?"

"Wu Ming, do you think you can stay out of it?"

Fan Meizhui asked in a rather imposing manner, and Ruan Xiangrong nodded in agreement.

Ah, why not? !Heaven and earth, what has this matter to do with me!

Seeing that these two people were still waiting for my answer, I pondered for a while, and then slowly said, "This matter, I think Xiao Ronger's point is not unreasonable."

With just this one sentence, the reactions of the two were very different.

Ruan Xiangrong didn't mention it, needless to express his complacent attitude, but Fan Meizhu showed a look of disappointment, and gradually his gaze became calm again, as deep as a pool of tranquility.

This is by no means a good sign.

Then, I walked up to Ruan Xiangrong, met his surprised gaze and shook his hand, "But we all know one point, and we can't do nothing if necessary."

Hearing this, Fan Meizhu suddenly raised her head and gave me a grateful look.

Ruan Xiangrong twitched the corner of his lower lip, but didn't say anything.

In the end, he decided to go to the yamen in disguise first, and make a plan to find out what happened first.

Fan Meizhu said that she had to make some preparations and went back to her room.

While watching him leave, Ruan Xiangrong asked me, "Did you find anything?"

I replied lightly, "No, nothing."

He turned around and said in surprise, "Then why are you..."

I also turned my head and looked at him seriously, "Besides that, I want to know another thing."

Ruan Xiangrong suddenly stopped talking, and turned his eyes to the other side with some embarrassment.

I said slowly, "Reciting poems in the courtyard in the middle of the night, it's really a good pleasure... I'm asking Mr. Ruan, what can you gain?"

After waiting for a long time, I did not wait for his answer.

I couldn't do it either, I just quietly looked at his flawless side face.

Until he heard him sigh, it was actually infinite sorrow.

"I can't tell you anything now," he said.

This is not... the answer I want.

Although I didn't have a particularly big feeling in my heart, I still felt an inexplicable emptiness in some places.

Originally he thought it would end here, but he suddenly raised his face, and there was a different kind of light refracted in those delicate peach blossom eyes, shining brilliantly against the sunlight that leaked into the room.

"But, trust me! Please trust me!"

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Mixed in the crowd, swaying with the surging crowd.

Suddenly, I feel tired like this.

Once upon a time, I was indifferent to everything and absolutely couldn't do this kind of thing.

Today, there are many more stumbling blocks out of thin air, which are related to caring or not caring.

I can care about everything, but I can't care about some people and things.

And so, fallen.

After a person has a special bond, he must not escape the fate of being smashed to pieces.

Like many people.

The Zhumen in the interrogation hall of the yamen was wide open, and the crowd of onlookers lined up from there to the outside of the yamen, which showed the repercussions of what happened that night among the people.

Fan Meizhu stood in it, but seemed independent and still.

Such him makes people feel decadent and lost.

Zhao Huilin's official voice continued to be heard from inside.

"Are you the one who stole the night pearl?"

"Yes."

"Succeeded many times overnight, but there is such a thing."

"Yes."

"My lord is very curious, how did you do it?"

"I have said many times that I am the one who committed this case. There is really no need for the prince to interrogate such questions without oily smoke."

"you!"

It was originally a formal interrogation procedure, but he replied in such a casual manner, which caused unanimous laughter from the crowd outside.

Zhao Huilin was a person who was pampered since he was a child, when he saw such a scene, he was immediately blush.

"Big, bold! You are not allowed to laugh! Did you hear me, this king ordered you to wait, and you are not allowed to laugh at all!"

How could the laughter stop so easily.

I shook my head, thinking that I haven't seen him for so many years, but this person hasn't even made any progress.

Ruan Xiangrong came over and whispered a few words to me with a low smile, I smiled lightly, and there was nothing else.

He casually glanced at Fan Meizui, but he still had that blank expression, looking at the two most eye-catching people in the lobby.His appearance seemed more and more quiet in the crowd.

If things go on like this, there is absolutely no possibility of any breakthrough.

Zhao Huilin obviously realized this too, and scratched the back of his head anxiously.

At this time, the master of the yamen whispered something in his ear, and he suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, as if he had some brilliant idea.

"By the way, this king can still use torture! If this guy doesn't recruit any more, come, someone will serve you with great punishment!"

Fan Meizhu's body trembled, her ten fingers clasped white in front of her.

At this moment, I couldn't see any expression on her face, but felt that the motionless figure looked extraordinarily desolate and deserted.