Han Changmu noticed Yao Yao's distraught and thought she was too tired, so he took the "hosta" and said warmly: "Okay, Yao, you should rest early. After dawn, Bao Cheng will go back to Qimen to get medicine. You The injury will be fine soon."
Yao Yao raised his eyes and looked deeply at Han Changmu. He was speechless for a long time. He moved the corners of his lips and then smiled. However, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and there was no warmth at all. He was very tired: "Yes, sir, go and have a rest." Come on."
The two of them looked at each other as if no one else was around. He Zhenfu was extremely embarrassed and wanted to become transparent in an instant, but he couldn't leave immediately and there were still things to report.
He coughed slightly at an inappropriate time and said awkwardly: "Sir, the secret guard came to report that Tuoba Fuyun went to Jianfu Temple today and brought a girl with him, but the girl was wearing a curtain hat and could not see clearly. Looks.”
Han Changmu turned around after hearing this. Tuoba Fuyun took a girl to Jianfu Temple. Who could that girl be? When he went to Jianfu Temple, he couldn't simply worship Buddha and pray to gods.
Yao Yao said quietly: "Sir, didn't Qing Qian also go to Jianfu Temple today?"
He Zhenfu didn't know what happened in Han Changmu's house today. When he heard the name Qingqian, he blurted out subconsciously: "Someone from your master's house also went to Jianfu Temple. What a coincidence. Could it be that they went to see Tuoba Fuyun?"
After saying that, he saw Yao Yao's shocked eyes. Only then did he realize what he had just said. He wished he could slap himself in the mouth.
Who is Qing Qian? She was obviously Han Changmu's maid, but who didn't know that she was actually a concubine? Didn't he just say that she was having an affair with an outsider and that Han Changmu had grass growing on his head?
He Zhenfu immediately shut his mouth and pretended that the words just came from his mouth.
Han Changmu didn't take it seriously. Instead, he agreed with He Zhenfu's words and nodded: "It's really a coincidence. I'll go to Jianfu Temple after dawn and check it out."
He Zhenfu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Sir, according to Kang Lianfu, the formation in Sese Tower was set up by Master Jueming from Jianfu Temple. Later, Jueming went to Qinglong Temple to be the host, and he often Go to Qinglong Temple and donate money for sesame oil."
Han Changmu frowned when he heard this and said coldly: "Is this the Director Jueming who died in the dungeon of the Department of Internal Security?"
He Zhenfu said: "Yes, I showed Kang Lianfu the portrait of Chairman Jueming. It was him."
Han Changmu was speechless for a moment. How could he be so careless and let such an important person die? All the clues were broken on this person. He slammed the desk hard and anger spilled out from his lips and teeth: "Go and interrogate the three disciples of Jueming. Interrogate them severely."
He Zhenfu was aroused, and the word "severe trial" means that any tricks can be used, any means can be used, and it doesn't matter if he is beaten to death.
After He Zhenfu left, Jin Yu came in and reported back, saying that the Tibetan entourage had settled down and the whereabouts of the strange maid who gave the bird's nest had not been found, but that two tiles on the top of the west wall had been trampled to pieces.
Han Changmu turned his head and said softly: "Ah Yao, if it were you, you would definitely not trample the tile to pieces."
Yao Yao hid his hand under the brocade quilt, held it tightly, and smiled as usual: "That's natural."
Han Changmu squinted his eyes, his eyes sharp. He didn't believe that a stranger went all the way into Han's house just to give Yao Yao a bowl of non-poisonous bird's nests. He knew that there were many tricks in the palace. Giving bird's nests might be
It's just a pretense, but what I really want to give is something else.
He looked carefully and looked Yao Yao up and down. Seeing that she had an open expression and let him look at her without fear, he was a little shaken. Maybe the thing he wanted to give and the person he wanted to give was not Yao Yao, but Yao Yao. It was someone else. That person just entered this room by accident.
Han Changmu has always been very thoughtful, and there is no way he can get rid of such an idea that is full of loopholes.
His eyes gradually became cold.
Yao Yao knew full well that Han Changmu was suspicious of her, but she was not afraid at all. She just wanted to preserve herself among the truth and lies.
She took the bowl of cool bird's nests, and just now she spoke coldly to her lips: "Do you know, sir, how the palace deals with traitors?"
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment.
Yao Yao smiled bitterly: "There is a medicine in the palace called Xiaoyao. The name is very good, but if you take it, you can't live or die. There is no other way but to obey people's orders and get the antidote every three days." There is no other method. But this Xiaoyao is not poisonous, and every medicine in the prescription is good medicine." She slowly raised her eyes, looked at Han Changmu deeply with sad eyes, and said with a cold smile: "Sir, please drink it under the humiliation of your position. Did you eat this bowl of bird’s nest?”
Han Changmu understood in an instant, and rushed towards Yao Yao like the wind. He raised his hand and threw the bowl of bird's nests to the ground.
He covered Yao Yao's body, his breath was overwhelming, and he pressed her on the bed. Without looking back, he sternly said to Jin Yu: "Get out."
Jin Yu didn't understand what the two men were talking about at all, but he understood that Han Changmu was angry. He didn't dare to say a word and walked out of the door in a flash. He closed the door tightly with his backhand and leaned on The door gasped.
Han Changmu's face was only an inch away from Yao Yao's face. She was a little embarrassed and turned her head, just in time to see his hand on her side.
Seeing that Han Changmu continued to press down, she quickly supported his chest with her hands and said coldly: "Get up first."
Warm breath blew onto Yao Yao's face, and Han Changmu said softly: "Speak first."
The dim light fell quietly on Han Changmu's face, making his face less cold and more gentle like jade. The face seemed to be a smile but not a smile. Yao Yao became even more embarrassed. He could almost hear his own voice. With his heart beating loudly, he swallowed hard, calmed his mind and said: "After returning to Chang'an City, the saint gave me a decree, asking me to report everything you have done to me in detail. I," she paused slightly, Said: "The saint was very dissatisfied with me, so he ordered someone to send me this as a warning."
Han Changmu's eyes fell on Yao Yao's face for a moment, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "Why don't you say anything."
Yao Yao was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "In Mohe Yanqi, you saved my life after all."
"I'm asking why you didn't tell me." Han Changmu cut off Yao Yao's words and asked sternly.
Yao Yao was stunned. She actually heard the grievance from Han Changmu's tone. This feeling was so weird. She didn't know what to say for a moment, so she moved the corners of her lips and fell silent.
After a moment of silence, Han Changmu stood up, sat next to Yao Yao, and said lonelyly: "You still can't trust me."
After saying that, he slowly walked to the couch not far away and lay down on his side, leaving Yao Yao with a stubborn back.
Yao Yao was dumbfounded, this posture looked like a frustrated little daughter-in-law.
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She pursed her lips, not wanting to coax him. She stretched out her hand to lower the curtain and pretended to be asleep.
Han Changmu waited for a long time, until there was no movement behind him. He turned around and saw the autumn-colored curtains that were dragging heavily on the ground. The shadows of the lights swayed on the curtains, like rippling autumn water.
He gave a helpless smile.
The night was dark, and the entire city of Chang'an fell into a deep sleep. Only the inner courtyard of a residence in Judefang was brightly lit.
Xie Liang listened to Li Sheng's reply with a sinister smile on his young face: "Okay, okay, in Moheyanqi, Han Changmu let me go once, and this time I will help him and let him break this quickly." The case of raising gu.”
Li Sheng hesitated and said: "Will Han Changmu believe the evidence that is delivered to his door?"
Xie Liang smiled coldly, with a cold and ruthless expression on his gorgeous face, and said calmly: "There is no need for him to believe it. Huo Zhen is the only insider still alive in the Gu Raising Case. Even if he doesn't believe it, he still has to find Huo Zhen."
He grinned, showing his white teeth: "Try to tell him the true whereabouts of the fire."
Li Shengying claimed it was.
Xie Liang continued to ask: "Is Ruan Jun missing?"
Li Sheng said distressedly: "Not yet, I only know that she must still be alive, but it's hard to say in whose hands she is. Now the Tubo people, Tuyuhun people, people from the imperial court, and people from the Han Palace are all looking for her, but It’s all like a stone sinking into the sea, and there are no clues.”
Xie Liang slammed the desk and said sternly: "Go and find her. No matter what, we must find her."
Li Sheng had no choice but to agree and said in a deep voice: "Qing Qian left the house once today and went to Jianfu Temple. There is nothing wrong with it, but my subordinates thought that they could use this method to try to see her in the future."
Xie Liang calmed down, nodded and said, "Go ahead and make arrangements. You won't know until you see her if she is my little sister."
At dawn the next day, while Yao Yao was still sleeping soundly, Bao Cheng knocked on the door, said hello to Han Changmu, and hurried back to Qimen to look for medicine.
As soon as Bao Cheng left, Qing Qian knocked on the door outside and said in a low voice, coy and aggrieved: "Master, I will serve you and get up."
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment, ran to the bed with his shoes on, lifted the curtains, and pushed Yao Yao: "Hey, lie down inside."
Yao Yao had woken up a long time ago, but had been pretending to be asleep. She wanted to see how Han Changmu would handle the matter. Who would have thought that he would make such a damaging move? She glanced at him sideways and asked indifferently: "Why?"
Han Changmu updated: "If the excitement is bigger, wouldn't it be more enjoyable for you to watch?"
Yao Yao curled his lips and moved to the inside of the bed, freeing up a large space.
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly, lay down next to him, and muttered through the curtain: "Come in."
There was silence outside the door, as if Qing Qian was struggling. After a while, she pushed the door open and walked in. The things on the couch had already been put away by Han Changmu. She only put on a coat. She saw the closed tent at a glance. Curtain.
She saluted across the curtain and said, "Sir, Madam Liu said that the food is ready and you can eat."
Han Changmu said lazily: "Then get up."
Qing Qian opened the curtain with trembling hands and hung it on the gilt-carved copper hook. She saw two people lying on the messy bed. One had already sat up, while the other was lying on his back.
