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    The moon is extraordinarily large tonight.

    The two are so close.

    The girl looked up at him slightly.

    The moonlight fell on his face like warm jade, but it couldn't take away the brilliance between his eyebrows. There seemed to be a clear spring in his cold eyes, and his cold eyes rushed towards his face.

    He reacted very indifferently to her words, as if the secret in it had nothing to do with him.

    While she was looking at him, he brushed her cheek with a playful look: "Miss Xu looks at Song like this, do you think Song looks good?"

    His voice was different from the previous ones, the pitch was slightly lower, and it was a little more mellow, wrapping around her ears like silk threads.

    If it was in her previous life, she might have been ashamed by what she said, she would have shrunk into the carriage and dared not speak again, but the experience of her previous life had made her already prepared. Facing this Marquis of Song, who can hold the sky with one hand, she would lose if she retreated a little.  up.

    Qing Huan raised her head: "Master Song is indeed quite handsome, but I only care about Master Song's answer to this matter."

    He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, but the smile made him clearer: "My opinion is of no use to you." They are all people who can only believe in their own eyes. What others say, to them,  It doesn't matter at all.

    She will ask this question, but she has doubts about him, so she came to test him.

    "Master Song, why don't you give it a try."

    Song Chengxuan originally teased her and was about to leave, but for some reason he stopped because of her words.

    Didn't she want to know?  Then you might as well tell her to see what she wants to do, and let him know what she guessed.

    "Ask me, do you think it was done by the people of King Wei?"

    Xu Qinghuan nodded.

    Song Chengxuan's tone was neither fast nor slow, his eyes narrowed: "No."

    There was a moment of silence after the voice.

    After a long while, he looked at her again, and found that she frowned slightly, apparently not expecting him to answer like this.

    Knowing about him is like stepping into a deeper quagmire, and no one can predict whether it will be a blessing or a curse.

    But he has no time to care about her mood, since she asked, he will give an answer, whether she wants to accept it or not.

    Xu Qinghuan was quiet for a moment, and said with some surprise: "Why do you trust me?"

    Song Chengxuan's expression froze slightly, why did he trust her?

    He doesn't trust people in Anyihou Mansion, it should be said that he never trusts anyone easily.

    Maybe he felt that even if he said it, she wouldn't take it seriously, but he didn't expect her to believe it so easily.

    Song Chengxuan said indifferently: "I just said it casually, but I didn't expect Miss Xu to take it to heart."

    After saying this, he turned around and strode forward, his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

    "Miss," Uncle Lei stepped forward and said, "Should we go back?"

    Xu Qinghuan nodded: "Let's go, maybe my brother will be home too."

    The carriage drove forward steadily, and Xu Qinghuan saw Song Chengxuan's expression just now, without the slightest wave of emotion on his face, the two words were so sure.

    "no."

    He and she both know what this sentence means.

    Only Wei Wang's people can answer her questions. She asked Song Chengxuan in front of her, but she just tested Song Chengxuan's reaction, but she never thought that he would really give her the answer.

    King Wei rebelled back then, and the person who led the troops to put down the rebellion was his father. Although his father acted according to orders, in the eyes of King Wei's lineage, his hands were covered with their blood.

    The two sides are not just mortal enemies, but have genocide.

    If Song Chengxuan really belonged to King Wei, he would never admit it in front of her.

    Xu Qinghuan closed her eyes and tried to clear her thoughts. In her previous life, when she died, Song Chengxuan was still the Marquis of Song and had nothing to do with King Wei.

    But what if this is Song Chengxuan's last secret?

    In this way, Song Chengxuan can turn around from a traitor to a royal family, try his best to turn back the decline of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and openly conquer those who are eager to try and become kings on their own.

    Xu Qinghuan opened her eyes. Although she has not found any evidence and everything is just speculation, it is very likely to be the truth.

    "Miss, we are here."

    Fengchu stepped forward to help Xu Qinghuan.

    After getting out of the car, Xu Qinghuan turned her head and looked at the carriage. She didn't know how many things were hidden in the dark night, but she didn't have much worry in her heart, because the lamp in her hand was bright enough.

      She will carefully verify, so that all the truth will slowly surface

    Huang Qinghe was awakened from his sleep by the Yacha, he put on his clothes and went out immediately.

    "Master Huang, the son of Anyihou's Mansion has caught two little thieves, and these two are the ones who found the body of Master Sun Er," Yachai said, wiping the sweat from his forehead, "And, those two little thieves  The thieves confessed that they dragged Mr. Sun's body into the water, and they did so because of the reward given by the Sun family when they found the body."

    Huang Qinghe frowned, he knew that there must be something hidden in this case, but he didn't expect it to be so, andwas found by the son of the Marquis of Anyi.

    He knows the name of the son of An Yihou. A few years ago, he was almost sent to prison for picking quarrels. He is a restless dude. Thinking of this, he became more and more uneasy.  medicine.

    What if they are trying to make fun of them

    Thinking of this, Huang Qinghe didn't dare to be negligent, so he hurriedly informed his mother, put on his official uniform and rushed to the Yamen.

    The yamen was brightly lit.

    The two thieves presented the purse they found on Master Sun's body, and obediently marked the confession.

    Huang Qinghe read the document once, and there were no loopholes in it. Years of experience in handling cases told him that these were all true. He raised his head to look at the two teenagers: "You said the murderer was a man?"

    The two teenagers nodded one after another.

    That being the case, the two Taoist nuns could not be the murderers, they didn't kill the murder with their own hands, and if they didn't buy the murder, the two Taoist nuns could be let go.

    Huang Qinghe didn't know whether he should be happy or not. Although he found a witness, he also overturned his previous conjecture, and the case came back to the original point.

    It was a long night, but he still rearranged the evidence to see if he had missed any clues.

    As soon as I thought of this, a scent came.

    "Master, the eldest lady asked me to bring you some meals, and you will go back as soon as you finish your work here."

    Huang Qinghe looked up, and a chubby little maid opened the food box, and there were hot meals inside.

    Huang Qinghe only cared about serving his old lady. Before going to bed, he drank a bowl of clear porridge. He was already a little hungry. When he smelled the fragrance, his stomach involuntarily "gurgled", and a plate of fried golden fish appeared in front of his eyes.

    Huang Qinghe couldn't help coughing unnaturally, trying to cover up his indecent behavior just now.

    Who knew that the son of An Yihou had sharp ears, and walked up to him with a food box: "Which brother is this?"

    "My official, Shuntian Mansion, sentenced Huang Qinghe."

    "Brother Huang," Xu Qing'an said with a smile, "these two prisoners have been charged, so let's just forget about it."

    Huang Qinghe saluted Xu Qing'an: "The paperwork has been left, and the son can go back to the house to rest. I would like to thank the son for his help today."

    "Brother Huang, you don't need to be too polite."

    Huang Qinghe only felt a light arm, and Xu Qingan helped him up. Xu Qingan's hand was so strong that he couldn't resist. He was about to say a few more polite words, but Xu Qingan grabbed his wrist.

    Xu Qing'an said: "Since there is nothing else to do, how about sitting with me, brother Huang, and having some food and chatting? Maybe I can help brother Huang."

    Only then did Huang Qinghe recall that the Fengxiang case and the case of Mrs. Guangping Hou had both been involved in the Anyihou Mansion. He had read the case files. These two cases were extremely difficult to solve. Many of the key points were the young lady of the Anyihou Mansion.  Played a big role.

    He admired this young lady from the bottom of his heart, and wanted to meet her very much.

    However, the defense between men and women is there, and he is afraid that he will not have this opportunity. Hearing what the son of the Marquis of Anyi said, he couldn't help but be moved.

    Although I haven't seen the rightful owner, it's okay to say a few words to the young lady's brother

    Anyi Hou Mansion.

    Xu Qinghuan took a rest after returning home.

    Uncle Lei turned around and went into the study, where Anyihou was waiting for him.

    "How is it?" Anyihou turned around.

    Uncle Lei said: "Missy met Mr. Song." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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