Your Majesty, don't worry

Su Qingbai gave him a gouged look, and left without looking back.

Su Qingbai found out about the matter of Nanfeng Pavilion all at once, and it really was the conflict between Prince Min and Duan Yan.

Su Qingbai brought several crispy chickens in honey oil and put them in front of Liu Fu, who opened his eyes and said everything he needed to say and what he shouldn't say.

"Prince Min took in an adoptive son named Yi Yun. This Yi Yun liked a small restaurant in the Nanfeng Pavilion. He heard that the little prince also liked him. The two got into a fight, and the little prince was so angry that he missed him and killed him. "Liu Fu regretted again and again, and wiped away tears on purpose when he talked about the shocking thing, "Master Su, so the emperor asked you to stay in Yanrui Pavilion and don't even think about going anywhere. After the matter is over in a few days, go back to the imperial capital with the emperor."

Su Qingbai snorted, what she said was nice, didn't she just take out the airs of the emperor and restrain herself?He glanced at the several dead men standing outside, and regretted that he came back too early, and if he knew it, he would have turned directly to Xijing Jieduanfu.

Seeing Su Qingbai obediently sitting in front of the table with her chin propped, Liufu breathed a sigh of relief and silently left the room.

At night, the wind was strong, and the remaining flowers fell all over the ground. Qi Yan stared at the honey candle in a daze.Confining Su Qingbai in Yanrui Pavilion, I don't know what will happen to that person.

However, Qu Ziguo has not been peaceful recently, and he will never let Su Qingbai intervene in the case.

The night wind made the window paper rattle, and there were also a few birdsong.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Su has something to report to this servant..."

A dead man knelt at the door and said respectfully.

Qi Yan didn't even lift his eyelids, and said "um".

"Master Su said, Your Majesty, take care of me, take care of me!"

Qi Yan: "..."

Another dead man knelt at the door, knocked his head on the ground, and said, "Young Master Su said that he misses the emperor."

Qi Yan raised his eyes and stared at the dead man, who was so frightened that the dead man trembled and did not dare to speak. Qi Yan waved his hand, and the dead men fell silent and looked at each other.

After a while, another dead man came, kowtowed in front of the door and said: "Mr. Su is hungry. The sixth father-in-law has prepared food. Mr. Su wants the emperor to feed him, but he won't eat whatever he says..."

"If you don't eat, don't eat." Qi Yan interrupted him, rubbing the center of his brows, feeling dizzy.

The night was getting deeper, and the coolness penetrated into the room. Qi Yan brushed his coat and got up from the couch, but saw a letter from the dead man. He opened the envelope by the candlelight, and there was only a messy and tear-stained envelope. Letter paper with nothing written on it.

Qi Yan's heart tightened, he sighed, hesitated for a long time, and finally let Lu Chan go out with a palace lantern. The night was heavy with dew, the frost was surging, and the blood-red Buddha flesh bloomed instantly after Qi Yan passed by.

Qi Yan pushed open the door of Yanrui Pavilion, and saw that the ground was full of crumpled letter paper, Su Qingbai fell asleep lying on the table, with wet tears on her eyelashes.Qi Yan's throat was sore, and a mist formed in his eyes.He carefully picked up Su Qingbai and put him on the bed. When he turned around, someone grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.

"Qi Yan..." Su Qingbai tightened the corner of Qi Yan's clothes, her voice was soft and full of grievance.

Seeing the man sobbing, Qi Yan couldn't calm down anymore. He touched Su Qingbai's face and said softly, "Why are you awake? Huh?"

"Qi Yan left me in the cold." Su Qingbai stopped talking, got up and slipped into Qi Yan's arms, and buried her head in the crescent of his neck.

"I'm not in the cold, I just don't want you to intervene in the case." Qi Yan's tone became a little more serious.

"I'm cold." Su Qingbai ignored his words, slowly loosened Qi Yan's belt, and reached into his waist.

Qi Yan was taken aback, "Honey, you'll get burned..."