The handkerchief wet with warm water was slapped onto a face with a 'snap' sound.
The woman's long eyelashes on the bed trembled slightly, and she opened a pair of calm and clear black eyes.
"Sooner or later, you will be stupid to death by yourself." The lazy tone was full of men's usual joking tone.
The water on the veil stuck to his eyelashes, and when Lu Anran looked out, there was a layer of hazy water mist, which made Yunqi's whole body seem to be enveloped in splendor, as ethereal as an immortal.
Lu Anran closed her eyes, and water dropped from the corners of her eyes. She heard Yun Qi's voice saying: "The doctor has diagnosed and treated you. The evil heat is strong in the body and the clear yang is suppressed. You need to take two more pills."
Lu Anran opened his eyes again and saw Yunqi leaning against the window sill, half of his body facing outwards, but his face facing inward. His peach-blossom eyes contained a smile, and he joked: "You are really promising. You are prepared to faint before the punishment department." Are you blackmailing me?"
How to explain that she had prescribed the medicine herself and asked Mo Yan to fly to the Earth Temple before she could drink it?
Lu Anran didn't like to talk much, so he just said: "I'm sorry, I'm bothering you, Prince." He started struggling.
Yun Qi stretched out an index finger and pressed it down, and said in a nonchalant tone: "Lie down. When I fainted just now, the doctor gave me a few injections to heat it up. Rest for half an hour."
Lu Anran placed his right hand on his left hand for a moment, climbed up and sat up and said, "I'm fine. Who did the prince say he was going to find before?"
Yun Qi watched her diagnosing his pulse, and for some reason he remembered that Lu Anran also inserted needles and sutures for others with such a calm expression. He suddenly thought that even if he operated on himself, she would still show no mercy.
This woman has never shown weakness and does not need others to feel pity for her.
Sighing in his heart, Yun Qi took two or three steps over, raised his hand to press Lu Anran's shoulder, and chuckled: "A little self-conscious about being a patient, huh?"
The fingertips shouldn't feel the temperature through the fabric of the clothes, but Lu Anran's shoulders seemed to be suddenly burned. He raised his head suddenly, his eyes melted into Yun Qi's dark eyes, and his fingers couldn't help but curl up. There was something in the air. Something is brewing.
"Your..." Yun Qi bent down and got closer, "Has it been on your face since birth? It doesn't look like a birthmark, it looks like poisoning."
Lu Anran didn't care about beauty or ugliness, but it was still a bit strange to have people stare at her. She subconsciously tilted her face and said, "There is no such poison in the world."
Yun Qi raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"
Seeing that he was obsessed with this issue, Lu Anran did not hesitate to talk about it, and said, "My father once had such doubts, but after visiting famous doctors, they all said in the end that it was in the muscles and not caused by external factors."
Another person might have sighed, but when he arrived at Yunqi's place, he just said in an understatement: "That's fine, it's the only one in the world."
"The prince will definitely not want to talk around my face all day long." Lu Anran leaned back and distanced himself from Yun Qi.
Yunqi removed his hand, straightened up, sat down on a round stool and leaned back, leaning his elbows on the table behind him, "I sent someone to search Wuka's room and found something. "
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I have been baptized by the cold wind from the north since I was a child, but I can't shake the drizzle and cool breeze from the south.
After having lunch at the Criminal Division and drinking two more bowls of medicine, Lu Anran broke out in a cold sweat, his head was freed from the slightest throbbing pain, and his recovery was not unpleasant.
However, when word of this incident spread, a rumor spread that the eldest lady of the Lu family in Mengdu was so beautiful and beautiful that Prince Yun of Shengle County was so fascinated that he was so confused that he regarded the punishment department as a house of drunken gold. .
When the news reached Chunmiao's ears later, she was so angry that she almost went out and cursed.
However, at this time, Lu Anran and Yun Qi were walking to the prison of the Criminal Division.
The Criminal Division consists of the West Prison and the East Prison. The former jails serious criminals and death row prisoners, while the latter jails some roosters and dog robbers for light punishment.
Separating the two sides is a road paved with bluestone. There are few people coming and going. Small weeds have sprouted between the stone slabs, like prisoners being detained in a cell. They are swaying this way and that with the wind, and they can no longer control the period here. own destiny.
The cell was dark, and upon entering, the first thing that hit me was the smell of old decay, mixed with the smells of feces, urine, insects, rats, and moisture. It was cramped and depressing.
The only light comes from the small skylight on the top, which is only a hand and a half high and a foot wide. It cannot support the heavy task of lighting up the interior, so torches are always lit in the corridor.
Lu Anran didn't know what the situation was like in the East Prison. She found that the prisoners here were very quiet, not calm and peaceful, but lifeless.
They were either staring at the skylight in a daze, or curling up on wooden wooden beds covered with straw, or muttering to themselves as if they were insane...
'Tap, tap...' The sound of footsteps echoed on the corridor, which became darker and darker as we walked in. In the early spring when it was still unclear, it exuded a cold and cold air like hell.
Everyone he passed by was dead silent and confused, with the exception of one person.
Lu Anran involuntarily stopped in front of one of the cell doors. The person inside stood up with one hand, smiled at her, and silently recited: "Amitabha."
Indifferent, detached, seeing everything as nothing.
Lu Anran lowered his eyes, nodded in return, and continued walking forward.
"Why is there still a monk?" Yunqi obviously saw it too.
The prison leader who led the way was stunned for a moment that the prison chief, Sicheng, did not understand the things in his house. Then he was relieved when he remembered the rumors in the public. He introduced enthusiastically: "His name is Zhideng, and he used to be the abbot of Lingguang Temple."
Lu Anran turned around and took a look. The monk named Zhideng stood silently, seeming to be reciting some Zen words. Although he was not placed in the majestic temple hall, his calm and peaceful temperament was incompatible with this place.
"What did he do?"
The prison head's lips curled down, as if he were disdainful, and he said with a bit of sarcasm: "Rape/kill women."
Lu Anran was startled, and his brows slowly tightened together.
As expected, things in the world are unpredictable. No matter how she looked at it, she could not connect such a serious crime with the kind-hearted master just now.
The prison head spat and said: "Bah, you are a fake, a beast with a Buddha's mouth and a snake's heart."
After this period, they arrived at their destination and saw the person imprisoned there - Xu Shaokai.
Xu Shaokai first impressed Lu Anran on the day of the examination at Jixia Palace.
Among the large group of famous children, their jade belts, golden coats, and hairpin rings, these few students from poor families are like proud green pines, and Xu Shaokai stands the straightest, as if he is rooted at the foot of Yanshan Mountain, tall, green, and full of vitality.
But now, the young man who was once so high-spirited and still looked down upon all the dignitaries in the room was sitting in a corner dejectedly, just like the ocher clothes on his body that were stained with dirt and lost their original bright color.
A young man's backbone is hard, but once it is broken and buried in the dust, he rarely has the courage to get up again.
To put it bluntly, young people have limited experience and have not experienced the vicissitudes of life.
As the cell leader opened the cell door, an inaudible sigh escaped Lu Anran's lips and teeth.
I wonder if Xu Shaokai still has the ambition to regain his ambition after knowing the truth.
The prison head opened the door and left, leaving Yun Qi and Lu Anran inside.
After standing for a while, Xu Shaokai made no movement at all, as if he didn't even know that someone was coming to look for him.
"Xu Shaokai." Yun Qi is a man who can be carefree and elegant in the world of wealth, but he is still content in such a smoky place. He looked at it leisurely for a long time and said, "Is it okay to live here, my prince?"
This sentence really made Xu Shaokai move. He slowly raised his head and saw Yun Qi's face clearly through the dim light. He was particularly embarrassed by the scenery and the moon.
Xu Shaokai said nothing, lowered his head again and remained silent, making silent resistance.
With the keenness of a gangster, Lu Anran discovered that Xu Shaokai should have a lot of injuries on his body. According to the usual rules of the yamen, there would be no injuries on the inside, but the physical pain was inevitable.
If you don't kill him, he won't live well either.
Yun Qi didn't come here to chat. He got straight to the point: "Wuka is dead."
This time, Xu Shaokai's whole body seemed to have been struck by lightning. He suddenly raised his head, his pupils trembling in his eye sockets, and his expression was still a little unbelievable. He opened and closed his mouth a few times before he could utter two words: "...what?"
"Wuka is dead." Yunqi repeated, and added: "Killed."
"How could it be possible, how could it be possible, how could it be..." Xu Shaokai's expression became confused and he stood up with his hands on his hands, wanting to get closer to Yun Qi so that he could more clearly identify whether he was lying.
"Wuka is very important to you, right?" Yunqi said half-truthfully: "Last night at midnight, he died in the Earth Temple. Do you want to know how he died?"
Xu Shaokai shook his head, nodded, shook his head again, then squatted down with his head in his hands, staring at a place blankly, no one knew what he was thinking.
Lu Anran glanced at Yun Qi disapprovingly - couldn't the question be more tactful?
Yunqi raised his chin at her - Come on.
Lu Anran crossed Yunqi and said to the young man squatting on the ground with his head in his hands: "Wuka's death may be a good thing for you."
Xu Shaokai raised his head with his hands and stared at Lu Anran. His eyes were red and the veins on his forehead popped out, like a ferocious beast.
Yun Qi lowered his head and covered his lips with the back of his hand. A hint of amusement appeared in his peach-blossom eyes. He breathed into Lu Anran's ear: "What should I do? The situation is even worse."
Lu Anran pursed her lips, trying to slap the 'oh' back into his mouth.
"I want to bite you later. I'm here to ask you a few words." Yun Qi emphasized, "Tell the truth, otherwise if you let the murderer go, your best friend's death will be in vain."
Xu Shaokai's chest kept rising and falling for a moment, and when he seemed to be calm, Yun Qi said again: "Let's focus on Wuka and Yin Subaru."
Xu Shaokai frowned, as if he didn't trust Yun Qi.
Yunqi was not in a hurry, and Youyou said something: "You know Bai Liezhao, right? He released the news that Wuka killed Yin Subaru. What do you think the Yin family will think when they arrive in the royal capital?"
Xu Shaokai thought: "Wuka was killed by the Yin family?"
Yunqi shrugged and said nothing.
"It's the Yin family, it must be Yin Subaru, this shameless person." The tone was extremely indignant.
Lu Anran tilted his head - you deliberately misled him.
Yunqi spread his hands - I didn't say anything, it was all because of his rich imagination.
Xu Shaokai took a deep breath and said as if he had finally made a decision: "I can tell you the secret about Uka, if you agree to punish the murderer."
