Hearing the surprised look on Wen Xiaoyun's face as he looked at the deceased, Yinnuo frowned tightly, "What? Do you know the deceased? Didn't you just arrive in Yanzhou Mansion? How come you know so many people?"
Wen Xiaoyun's face turned pale, and she took two stiff steps back. Her shocked eyes were full of disbelief, "Didn't you take all my money away? I didn't eat much this day, and I passed by a steamed bun at noon. I couldn't help but look at the stall a few more times. Unexpectedly, the waiter rushed me to ask questions.
There was a young man disguised as a man sitting at the table next to me. Seeing my embarrassment, he gave me a few steamed buns. She was obviously fine during the day, so why is she now—"
The more Wen Xiaoyun spoke, the more trembling her voice became, and tears couldn't stop rolling in her eyes. "I still remember the two dimples on her face. She looked so pretty when she smiled. How come -"
Yin Nuo's eyes also dimmed. He unconsciously stretched out his hand and put it on Wen Xiaoyun's shoulder. His voice softened a few times and said, "This may be the daughter of a wealthy family. I'm here to guard you. Come back quickly." Yamen notice.
Wen Xiaoyun's reaction was a little slow. Yin Nuo patted her shoulder again, and then she raised her head blankly.
"Human life is at stake. This matter should not be delayed. I am guarding this place. You can go quickly."
Wen Xiaoyun nodded numbly, turned around and ran away.
In her heart, she was actually very grateful to Yin Nuo for her responsibility.
Although she was mentally prepared for this suspense-based world in the early stages of time travel, she still couldn't do it for a while when she was asked to look at such a horrific corpse alone in the middle of the night.
She ran to the front yard and got on her horse, running up the dark street with sparks and lightning.
This residential area was indeed as Yinnuo said at the beginning. It was sparsely populated. No matter how loud her whip was and how fast her horse's hooves were, there was no response in the quiet streets.
The streets passed by her one by one, and she had no intention of looking at them.
She just wanted to see some people as soon as possible, some living people.
What she didn't know was that two men were standing on the roof of a restaurant she had just passed.
A man in white clothes stands with his hands behind his back, his clothes and belt flying under the moonlight, looking carefree and unrestrained.
He stood on the roof, overlooking the dark city, lying quietly like a chessboard in the vast sky and earth, letting the cold night wind pass by, his eyes were silent and his face was cold.
"Your Highness, there has been a murder, and the city is probably not peaceful. You should not show up anymore." The other person, wearing a dark uniform with a knife on his waist, stepped forward respectfully and whispered advice.
The corners of the man's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes slowly followed Wen Xiaoyun's flying figure, "Qin Qi, do you think this Yanzhou City looks like a chessboard?"
Qin Qi, who was dressed in black, was stunned for a moment, then turned to look forward, but his eyes were full of doubts, "Yes, it's a bit like it. Your Highness, do you want to play chess?"
Watching Wen Xiaojun's figure gradually disappearing at the end of the street, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in white, "The opportunity to break the situation is fleeting, and we still need to seize it firmly."
Qin Qi's eyes trembled, and he wanted to give more advice, but he swallowed the words as he spoke. He knew his master's temper.
What he could say was ultimately nonsense that was neither salty nor bland, "Your Highness, the wind is cold and the dew is heavy. An accident happened today. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to contact Wen Zhuyun again. Your Highness, let's go back first."
The man in white finally looked at the pale crescent moon above the dome with a faint look in his eyes. "I've been depressed for too long. It's good to come out for some air."
