The sick beauty has caught the bamboo horse

Zhou Qingyan looked at his hand, and rubbed it with his fingertips: "It's a bit like the rouge your daughter uses." Gently brushing it will turn into powder.

Chu Heng looked at the obvious red marks on Zhou Qingyan's index finger and thumb and frowned slightly, then grabbed the latter's wrist and said to Layue, "Can you bring me a basin of water, please?"

Zhou Qingyan stopped suddenly, and rubbed his warm fingertips on Chu Heng's palm a few times—feeling the sudden rise in temperature and tight flesh in the man's palm, the bastard smiled very satisfied.

This person has always been pretending to be a human being in front of outsiders, his eyebrows and eyes have not moved at all, only his straight nose is slightly raised, his lips are slightly pursed, and he has the demeanor of a refined gentleman.

He said to the twelfth lunar month: "The girl is busy."

Lanyue stared blankly at the holding hands of the two, and was brought back to her mind by these words and said quickly: "Your maidservant is going to fetch water now, the two honored guests will wait for a while."

Wayue finished speaking and walked out, and couldn't help thinking about those two hands while walking.They are all men's hands, but they are unexpectedly harmonious and enviable for no reason.

This side of waxy moon had just walked out, and that side of Chu Heng gritted his teeth fiercely, and walked around behind Zhou Qingyan - grabbing both of the latter's hands.

This is a movement Chu Heng is very familiar with. He is familiar with the subconscious movement of the man's Adam's apple.

Chu Heng knows the severity of his actions.Zhou Qingyan didn't feel the pain, this person didn't have the slightest sense of being controlled by others, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, and the tails of his eyes twitched: "Young Master Chu, what are you thinking?"

Zhou Qingyan, who just smiled at everyone he met, never lost his mind; when facing Chu Heng, he seemed to have opened up all the shells - revealing his playful nature inside.

Chu Heng closed his eyes: "Don't move your hands."

Zhou Qingyan was not satisfied: "Ziyuan, you tied me up and said I was moving around?"

"I said just now!"

"Ziyuan, your heart beats so fast." Zhou Qingyan paused, then suddenly smiled and said.

This smile is different from the smile when he was facing the waxing moon just now, and it adds a little bit of anger.

Chu Heng's breath suddenly choked, and his hands loosened.

Zhou Qingyan withdrew his hand easily, turned the wheelchair, hooked Chu Heng's chin with his index finger, blinked his eyes and tilted his head and smiled, "Ning Xinjing, Ziyuan, what is it that makes you restless?"

"Young masters, here comes the water." At this moment, Layue pushed the door open and came in, carrying a basin of hot water.

Before Chu Heng had time to react, Zhou Qingyan had already withdrawn his hand, and thanked the waxing moon in an upright manner, not regaining his charming appearance just now.

Chu Heng was furious for a moment—he was swayed by this ancestor again.

However, that's fine too.At least his appearance just now was not seen by others.

The color on Zhou Qingyan's hands looked light but it was hard to wash off.The young man rubbed his fingers in the water, and took them out after they were almost washed, and there was still a faint redness on the pads of his fingers.

Layue wondered: "Why is this rouge so hard to wash off?"

Zhou Qingyan glanced at his hands and said with a smile, "Maybe it's not Rouge?"

Lanyue shivered for no reason when she heard the words.

Then Zhou Qingyan and Chu Heng stayed in the room for a while.Most of Yuan Qiaoqiao's clothes are simple and elegant, which is why the bright red wedding dress is particularly eye-catching.

When Lanyue saw the wedding dress, she couldn't help but stare red: "This dress was embroidered by the lady herself, and she was wearing it that night..."

Suddenly Zhou Qingyan looked back at her.

Lanyue was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly explained: "My lady is not flirtatious. Miss has already made a marriage contract with Young Master Cui, and they will get married only when the weather is warmer. On that day, Miss just wanted to put on clothes in advance."

It is a custom left over from the previous dynasty that unmarried daughters should not wear red clothes at home.

The former emperor believed that the blood in red clothes was too thick, and unmarried women could not suppress their yin energy, and it was easy to breed evil spirits.

Later, after the establishment of the original country, this custom has been followed down.

Zhou Qingyan never cared about these things, what he cared about was another point: "Did Miss Yuan only wear the wedding dress on that day?"

Lanyue nodded, then lowered her head again: "Young Master Cui wanted to take the wedding dress away, but my master and Master Cui disagreed, and Young Master Cui never gave up."

It is unlucky for the red clothes who have died before, not to mention that Yuan Qiaoqiao is just a prospective daughter-in-law who has never been married. It is normal for Cui Ying to disagree.

As for Master Yuan, he probably just wanted to keep one more item, after all, there will be no new ones.

It was already nightfall when Zhou Qingyan and Chu Heng left Yuan Mansion.The curfew on Jiangnan East Road is very strict, as long as the sun goes down, ordinary people are not allowed to walk on the street.

On the huge street, there are only cold wind blowing from time to time and the sound of gongs beating from far and near, accompanied by "the sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of candles".

Chu Heng pushed the wheelchair steadily.

Zhou Qingyan looked up at the stars all over the sky: "This place is not as prosperous as the capital."

Chu Heng: "At the feet of the Son of Heaven, nature prospers."

Zhou Qingyan smiled lightly: "There is only one capital in the world." But there are many places like Jiangnan East Road.

Chu Heng couldn't deny it, took off his coat and put it on Zhou Qingyan's back: "It's cold at night, wrap it up. We're going to the post house soon."

The black robe fell on his body, and the remaining body temperature entered Zhou Qingyan's heart unknowingly. The latter grasped the edge of the robe and responded softly: "Well, I can just rest when I go back."

However, Chu Heng didn't let him just sleep like this.

In the Post House, dense mist filled the entire room, and a red curtain was covered on the window coffin, completely covering the affairs in the bedroom.

Ah Qiang and the others knew that as long as the curtain fell, it meant that no one could disturb them, so Ah Qiang locked the door intimately and left silently.

Suddenly, there was a muffled hum from the room—like a thick breath coming from the nasal cavity, with a hint of crying and pain.

Chu Heng smiled suddenly: "Why are you crying, I never saw you cry when I was fighting when I was young."

Zhou Qingyan didn't speak, and slightly raised his head to reveal his snow-white neck.Chu Heng simply touched it, and the smile on his lips deepened.

Yuan Qiaoqiao can think about things that are difficult to think about in her room now.It's still early anyway...

The next day, until the sun rose to the center, Zhou Qingyan just woke up from his sleep.The eyes were not fully opened, and the right hand subconsciously touched the bedding next to it.

Feeling the familiar arm, Zhou Qingyan felt relieved, and suddenly stopped when he propped up his upper body.

Uncle Zhou gave a "tsk" sound, and pushed Chu Heng unceremoniously: "I'm still lying on it when I wake up, help me quickly."

The man stood up while laughing, and pressed his big hand directly on Zhou Qingyan's lower back——the latter let out a "hiss" and took a deep breath.

Chu Heng jumped out of bed, helped Zhou Qingyan sit by the bed and said softly, "I wanted you to sleep more, but I didn't expect you to wake up so early."

Zhou Qingyan: "It's getting late, I think it's almost noon."

Chu Heng smiled lightly again, took off his shoes and half knelt on the ground, easily holding Zhou Qingyan's ankle with one hand, and the latter narrowed his eyes unexpectedly.

This was a habit Chu Heng developed after the two opened their hearts.The first time Zhou Qingyan saw Chu Heng knelt down to put on his shoes, he was startled, so he withdrew his legs on the spot: "There is gold under the man's knees."

Chu Heng didn't feel uncomfortable in the slightest, and forcibly grabbed his ankle to prevent him from running. His voice was natural: "You can't exchange gold for A Yan."

Zhou Qingyan was speechless for a while, and looked away awkwardly for a while, but the tip of his nose turned red.

Here Chu Heng helped him put on his shoes, and hugged him into the wheelchair: "You can stand up today, and this waist injury seems to have improved."

Zhou Qingyan: "It's better, at least I can move."

Chu Heng heard joy in his eyes.

The two of them here were having breakfast, and Uncle Zhou flirted with Chu Daqin Master as a matter of routine.

Chu Heng, who had eaten enough sweets last night, didn't refute, but only pointedly said at the end: "I heard that your voice is not bad today."

Zhou Qingyan's chattering mouth suddenly stopped.

Chu Heng gave him half a bowl of soup: "It seems that what you said last night was not true."

Zhou Qingyan was only afraid for a moment and raised his eyebrows in disbelief: "What I said is not true, can't I look at you?"

There are more meanings in these words.Chu Heng's eyes sank, he stared at Zhou Qingyan silently, then suddenly put down his chopsticks and walked towards Zhou Qingyan after a while.

Before he picked him up, there was a sudden knock on the door—Chu Heng's expression turned ugly in an instant.

Zhou Qingyan put his arms around Chu Heng's neck and laughed loudly: "Master Chu, don't reveal your secrets in public."

In the latter sentence, Zhou Qingyan lowered his voice and brought it close to Chu Heng's ear.

The itchy touch spread from the pinna to the bottom of his heart in an instant, and Chu Heng's Adam's apple twitched.

Zhou Qingyan was in a good mood: "Ah Qiang came in to talk."

Who knew that it wasn't just Ah Qiang who came in, Xue Wenzhen and Lu Qiang also came in, all three of them looked unhappy.

"What's wrong?" Chu Heng put Zhou Qingyan down and asked with a sinking heart.

Xue Wenzhen said with an ugly face, "Ji Wanrou, she's dead."

Zhou Qingyan's eyes widened for a moment, but fortunately he quickly returned to his original appearance and frowned: "Have you done an autopsy on Wu Zuo, did you find anything?"

Ah Qiang replied: "The way of death is exactly the same as that of Miss Yuan's family. Master Cui has already gone there with his wife, and sent someone to inform you."

Zhou Qingyan did not hesitate: "We will go too."

When the group arrived at Ji's mansion, the Ji's mansion, which was full of people and laughter yesterday, was crying today, and Mrs. Ji's hoarse crying could be heard from a long distance away.

After entering the door, the people in the front hall gathered round after round. Before the corpse was seen, they heard a burst of shouting from the crowd: "You bitch killed my daughter!"

"You are the murderer of witchcraft!"

There was an uproar in the audience, followed by bursts of whispers.

Let alone the corpse, Zhou Qingyan could barely hear Cui Ying's voice.

The noise came one after another, making Zhou Qingyan a little restless.

Young people never give face to anyone in the capital, especially when they are on Jiangnan East Road.

Ah Qiang obediently pulled out the sword, and the sword light flashed, cutting off half of the branches of a big tree nearby.This is a big tree with a trunk as thick as two people hugging each other.

Even if there is only half a branch, the sound of falling on the ground is still not to be underestimated.

The scene quieted down for a moment, and a group of people involuntarily turned their heads to look at Zhou Qingyan.

The young man in the wheelchair was thin and pale - he looked like a sick and weak young man, but no one in the room dared to underestimate him.

The young man's eyes seemed to be quenched by the cold light, and his eyes were stabbed like knives and swords. No one dared to look at him when he glanced over.

Ah Qiang put the sword back into its sheath with a cold face, the place was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

Zhou Qingyan spoke slowly just now: "Where is the person who said the murderer just now?"

Mrs. Ji stood up hastily after being pushed by the people around her: "It's a woman. The woman wants to expose that the eldest daughter-in-law of the Pan family, Ji Cheng, is the murderer of witches and Gu on Jiangnan East Road!"

Pan Feisong immediately yelled: "Impossible, Xiao Cheng would not do such a thing."

Zhou Qingyan didn't look at Pan Feisong, and pointed his eyes directly at Ji Cheng, who had dark circles under his eyes and a pale face, remaining silent the entire time.

Pan Feisong went to pull Ji Cheng: "Xiao Cheng, quickly say that you are not the murderer."