Seeing the familiar smile on Yu Qiansi's face, Lin Shen vaguely realized that he was about to be plotted, but he was really curious and couldn't help but fall into the trap and asked: "That's not right, I saved you today!
"
It’s better to run a thousand miles at night and save lives non-stop, so you won’t have to plot against yourself...
"No, no," Yu Qiansi squinted and smiled carefully: "To sum it up, I saved Miss Yayin, but Miss Yayin saved you from the sea of suffering, so Miss Yayin is your savior.
, and I am your savior’s savior.”
Lin Shen stumbled for two steps with his mouth half-opened, and Baba rushed over. Wasn't he just thinking that he could resolve this debt with a favor, but why did he end up being indebted to her?
Boyi raised his eyes, hooked Lin Shen's neck, and whispered something in his ear. Not only was Lin Shen not angry or angry, but he was looking at Yayin, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
Yu Qiansi saw how uncomfortable he was staring at Yayin and was about to stop her, but was pulled away by Boyi who had finished whispering.
"Aru, let's go and carefully investigate the weirdness of this villa."
Yu Qiansi, who was pulled apart, turned around and saw Lin Shen and Yayin looking at each other speechlessly. He turned around and showed his confusion, and asked Boyi who was still holding his arm in front of him: "This place has collapsed like this, how can it still be done?"
Is there anything to find out?”
Boyi took her to the door where the two entered the yard yesterday, and said bravely: "Look at the traces of this mechanism."
Yu Qiansi knelt down doubtfully and remained silent for a long time.
There are indeed some problems.
Yesterday, they entered the yard and hid behind a tree. When they got close to the main room, they triggered the mechanism. But now it seems that there are still traces of the threads that were once tightened on the foot of the wall.
"I just went to check the footprints on the wall and found them when I jumped down."
Yu Qiansi lowered his eyes and thought deeply, but his attention was really diverted.
"It seems that yesterday, no matter whether we walked from the yard or climbed over the wall, as long as we got close, the trap would be triggered. This designer... really has all the traps. As long as we follow the clues and find this place
, in the end no matter what, it will definitely trigger the mechanism and trigger a series of things that follow."
Rather than saying that this person has all the tricks, it would be better to say that he knows himself, Boyi, and even Yayin very well.
They did all this based on their personalities, but they also carefully left an escape route for themselves.
This person even guessed Boyi's possible angle of climbing over the wall. If the two of them really climbed over the wall, they would naturally be forced under the tree by successive traps, and then directly trigger the trap in the main room.
Boyi also started to think seriously at this moment. He lifted up the corner of his robe and squatted with her. He sighed and said, "This reminds me of your technique of judging the opponent's moves by responding to them and then simply defeating them."
means."
But the game is not about people facing each other face to face. It is really scary to be able to calculate people's hearts to this extent...
"What's the next step?" Boyi asked.
Yu Qiansi snorted slightly, and the edge of the pear vortex at the corner of her lips outlined a bit of the unstoppable trend of the ocean tide.
"Someone wants to stop us, which proves that our investigation is in the right direction."
Although we don't have the upper hand now, as long as we investigate in the right direction, we will always encounter them again.
Then next time, when they take action again, no matter whether it is a warning or a killing move, just let them go and never come back.
The warm sun has added beauty to it. I have been delayed here for too long and it is time to return to the city.
*
The sound of broken porcelain was heard, it was the steaming hot water rolling over the bluestone floor, enveloping the dust and turning into turbid water droplets, and being ruthlessly crushed by the embroidered shoes.
"Did you do it?"
Mrs. Lin looked at the man in dark gray linen clothes in front of her, with a rare trace of gritted teeth on his delicate face.
"Instead of caring about these trivial matters, madam, it would be better to care about the young prince. It's almost noon, why hasn't the young prince come to the temple yet?"
"Trivial matters? You call this trivial matters?" Mrs. Lin resented, but also glanced at the door worriedly, and then lowered her voice and said: "Everyone who was born on that day died! Yu Qiansi is not stupid. If he is
She noticed...it's hard to guarantee that you——"
"——Madam, you are too worried," Hui Ying calmly blew the tea soup to moisten his throat, and then said calmly: "I have never hidden my thoughts about her death from Madam, but I don't have the ability to do it in such a short period of time.
Killing everyone in that time. What’s more, I’m busy with my career and I just rushed back from Kunlun Mountain for my young master, so how can I have time to kill people?”
Mrs. Lin stood in front of him and looked at him for a long time. Seeing that he was still as motionless as a mountain, she moved her eyes away and asked slowly: "Song'er's poisonous hair is getting faster and faster. Now that there is no one else, we can only
It’s sped up as planned.”
The gray figure adjusted the corners of his clothes and said, "Then just like Madam said, speed up the progress."
Lin's eyes were like daggers, she stared back at him, and snorted coldly: "Sure enough, this is your purpose. Kill those people, and then force me to do it, you can't wait any longer?"
Hui Ying paused while adjusting his clothes. He didn't expect that Mrs. Lin was not easy to fool.
But so what?
He lowered his hands and looked back at Mrs. Lin.
"Madam, the matter has come to this. You can either work together with me to save the young master, or you can give up halfway and watch the young master become poisoned and die in pain."
Mrs. Lin smiled sarcastically: "Sir, you really just returned from Kunlun, and you don't know what's going on in Beijing at all."
It was easy to talk about it at the beginning, but now Yu Qiansi has Boyi beside him. If this difficult stumbling block is not removed, I am afraid that it will scare the snake.
"It's ridiculous to say that sir, he went to Kunlun to find a way to cure my son, but unexpectedly he was stumped by a few unarmed sorcerers. If you hadn't found a way as promised, we wouldn't have done it now -"
A soft voice sounded outside the door, interrupting Lin's unfinished words.
"Young Master, Young Master..."
Wang Song slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that the carriage curtain was shaking slightly, as if he was on a boat, which made him dizzy and uncomfortable in his stomach.
"Young master, are you awake? Are you feeling better now?"
Yao An looked at Wang Song's expression.
After today's treatment, they went to pick up Wang Song and found that he had been sleeping. This was something that had never happened before. Did the gentleman really find some magical way to save the young master?
Wang Song opened the carriage curtain, and the dying twilight stung his eyes.
He clasped his hands and closed his eyes, his whole head throbbing with eye sockets, and he vaguely felt as if he had forgotten something important.
"Young Master, should you go back to your home to recuperate first or enter the palace?"
The inner and outer palaces were in chaos last night and this morning, and the saint had already sent several orders to urge them.
Wang Song took a breath, and through the gaps between his fingers and the headache, he picked up a few pieces of memories like broken porcelain.
That birth date...
His breathing became rapid, and his head felt dizzy.
"After entering the city, change to a carriage and follow me to the Ministry of Household Affairs..."