reborn wife

The strange atmosphere in the room that made Wen Zhiru so uncomfortable was slowly growing, and he could clearly feel the hot air from the tip of Jin Yihun's nose caressing his cheeks.

A little itchy, all the way to the bottom of my heart.

It seemed that the decoction took effect very quickly, and the whole body gradually warmed up.

Jin Yihui felt delighted and fresh at the shy and jerky reactions of the people around him.

He simply moved his body closer, and there was a faint scent of herbs, although it was bitter, it smelled very pleasant.

Then he covered the back of Wen Zhiru's hand exposed on the outside of the quilt with his palm.

cold.

Wen Zhiru was taken aback for a moment, and wanted to withdraw, but found that the man simply held his hand.

Wen Zhiru's height is not considered short among his peers, but he is born with a slender frame, and Jin Yihui's big hands can easily grasp it all.

"you……"

What exactly is this man trying to do?Although both of them are men, why does it feel like he is belittling himself?

And he was so worthless that he couldn't even utter a word of resistance.

"Your hands are so cold. I'll warm you up." Jin Yihui wrapped Wen Zhiru's hand in his own and stroked it gently, then thoughtfully raised the quilt for him.

"No... there's no need, how can... bother... the crown prince to do such... such a thing?"

Wen Zhiru's body has already retracted into the innermost end of the bed, with half of it clinging to the wall, and there is nowhere to hide.

"I said, call me by my name."

"Uh..." He opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he heard a strange noise from the other side of the wall, as if the tables, chairs and tea sets were suddenly overturned.

Wen Zhiru stiffened with some vigilance.

Jin Yihui patted him on the back reassuringly, "You rest first, I'll go and have a look." Then he turned around and opened the door.

I saw a blurry figure leaping past my eyes, and disappeared without a trace before I could see it clearly.

This lightness skill cannot be practiced overnight.

Jin Yihui almost didn't think much, so he jumped out and chased him out.

As soon as Shizi stepped out of the door, cold clouds and cold wind suddenly came out.

Although Wen Zhiru knew that these two well-trained shadow guards were only responsible for his safety and would not comment on his personal affairs, he still felt uncomfortable when he thought that everyone was watching the scene just now. .

Just thinking about whether to send someone to follow Jin Yihui, so as not to get into trouble, after all, the person just now had good lightness kungfu, so he shouldn't be bad at martial arts.

"Ah...dead..." The waiter screamed piercingly outside the house again.

Leng Feng and Leng Yun winked, signaling him to stay and protect the young master, and he jumped across the beam in a flash.

Wen Zhiru couldn't sit still any longer, he put on his shoes and clothes and went out to see what happened. In less than a cup of tea, too many things happened.

On the floor of the guest room next door, lying on the floor was the brawny man who had made a fuss in the inn lobby the day before, and his clothes were still the same as the one we met yesterday. His face was purple-black, his eyes were rolled up, half- With his mouth open, his tongue sticking out, the death condition is really horrifying.

Wen Zhiru's legs trembled after only one glance.

"...He...he is..." He took a big step back, turned his face away, not daring to look again.

"Master, this man was strangled to death." Leng Yun whispered in Wen Zhiru's ear.

This brawny man has a hulking back and a strong waist. Yesterday, a kick on the stone floor was enough to show his skills, but he was strangled to death in just one night.

Although the house looked like a mess, judging from the movement he heard just now, there should not have been a long fight here, and it was almost fatal with one blow. The murderer...

Jin Yihui had already seen him escaping from the scene of the murder, if he blindly pursued him, what if he wasn't an opponent...

Wen Zhiru didn't dare to think about it.

"Cold wind!"

"Yes, the subordinate is here."

"Go outside and find the son back!"

"Yes!"

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Returning to the house again, Leng Yun poured a cup of hot tea to calm Wen Zhiru's shock, but when he thought of the scene of his eyes widening and his tongue stretched out just now, he felt his stomach churning and couldn't even drink his saliva.

It didn't take long before there was a commotion outside the house, it seemed that the official had arrived.

Wen Zhiru heard someone say a few words to the waiter outside, and then kicked open the door of his room.

That person turned out to be the catcher I met yesterday.

I saw him cross the saber at his waist, and strode into the room with a full posture: "Do you know the dead man next door?"

Wen Zhiru disliked this kind of self-regarding his status as an official and looking down on people's virtues, so he just sat there and replied indifferently: "I haven't met anyone before."

"But I heard that you gave him his room?"

"Meeting by chance, it's just a matter of convenience."

"Then you say you don't know him!"

"I don't know the origin of his name, nor have I talked to him, so of course I don't know him."

"Sharp teeth! This head catcher hates you scholars the most!" The man let out a soft "sneer", "Did you hear any noise from the next door last night?"

"There has never been any sound, but an hour ago, it seemed that a figure ran out from the next room."

"Can you see that man's face?"

"No."

After asking and asking, nothing was helpful, the head catcher became more and more impatient, and waved his hand to call the catcher behind him, "Search, let's see if there are any clues!"

"For no reason, what are you searching my room for?"

"There was a murder case next door to you, and this police officer suspects that you knew about it and did not report it!"

Before Wen Zhiru could speak again, several police officers quickly searched around.

Leng Yun wanted to make a move, but Wen Zhiru shook his head to stop him.

Now if it is known that Leng Yun knows martial arts again, I am afraid that this arrester will not let it go.

"Gold catcher!" Without knowing where it was, a small catcher turned out a rag bag, which contained a blood-stained hemp rope.

"Hmph." Jin Catcher snorted coldly, "Sure enough, as I expected, take him away!"

As he said that, some police officers came to arrest Wen Zhiru with chains and shackles.

"Wait! This thing is not mine, why do you arrest me?"

"Which murderer would admit to killing himself? Now that there is physical evidence, did you kill it and bring it back to the county master for interrogation!"

"you……"

Wen Zhiru didn't know what to say to defend himself at this time, when did he have this murder weapon in his room?He couldn't notice it, didn't Leng Feng and Leng Yun notice it?

Or was the head catcher deliberately framing her?But what is his purpose?

Seeing that Wen Zhiru was about to be taken away, Jin Yihui suddenly walked in from outside the house, "Gentlemen, that rope belongs to me, not my brother."

"What?" These two words were almost shouted out from the mouths of Jin Tutou and Wen Zhiru at the same time.

These days, are there still people rushing to go to court?

"It's been windy and snowy for the past few days, and we've brought a lot of luggage. I thought I'd tie a few more when we were on the road tomorrow. It was tightly tied up, so I asked someone to borrow a hemp rope." Jin Yihun said frivolously. Tone replied.

"A person died next door, and the head catcher suspects that it was the murder weapon. Since you said it was yours, then go with the head catcher!"

"Officer, this is unfair!" Jin Yihun shouted in panic.

Is this still the gentle and elegant prince he knew?Could it be that he bumped his head when chasing the murderer just now?

"It wasn't you, so he killed it?" The policeman pointed the finger at Wen Zhiru again.

"Guan Ye, look at his thin body, and he is still sick, how can he have the strength to kill?"

"Then it's you, come with us! In court, the county lord will make his own decision!" As he said, a shackle tied Jin Yihui.

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In this way, the majestic prince was dragged in chains all the way to the county government office.

This is the first time Wen Zhiru has seen the scene of being promoted.

The yamen servants on both sides held long red-lacquered wooden sticks and shouted "Tang Wei", and many people behind them poked their heads curiously, ready to watch the excitement.

When I came in just now, I saw the shadow of cobwebs on the Dengwen drum at the door. I thought that the county master hadn't sat in court for a long time.This can be caught up by them, and I don't know if it is considered lucky.

A policeman beside him carried the corpse covered in a white cloth and placed it on the ground, and then the magistrate of the county came late.

The county magistrate of Yangquan Town is named Wu Caijun, probably because he didn't come up with this name well, and this seventh-rank sesame official county magistrate has been doing it for more than ten years.

I want to spend some money to buy a chance for promotion, but I have no money and power, and I want to make some political achievements to gain face in front of my boss, but places like Yangquan Town are mostly businessmen who come and go, and the big cases encountered are nothing more than robbers. How could he, an insignificant magistrate, have the courage and manpower to suppress bandits?

This time, there was a murder case?

Wu Caijun looked at the dead body on the ground, and then at the suspects who were brought by the arrester Jin, the two young men who were not as elegant as the weak crowns.

It's really unbelievable.

Wu Caijun approached Jin Butou to find out about the case, and then sent him for an autopsy.

Wu Zuo examined the body and reported back: "Master Hui, this man was indeed strangled to death. There are obvious marks on his neck. He has been dead for about four or five hours."

Four or five hours?

Wen Zhiru and Jin Yihun looked at each other in surprise.

It was only this morning that he heard the movement twice. He might not have noticed anything last night because he was sick, but Jin Yihui hadn't slept all night. If there was anything unusual, why did he not notice it until the morning?

The author has something to say: Aww, the author is incompetent in reasoning, actually... I don't know how the case will be written...