A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 224 224 Beauty Case (4)

"But what?" Yan Qinglian asked Yeats strangely.

Yeats smiled faintly and did not answer.

Yan Qinglian twitched her lips, but immediately started chattering and chattering. It seemed that Yeats was not accompanying Yeats to handle the case, but Yeats was accompanying her to hang out.

Yang Fuquan tried to interrupt Yan Qinglian several times to tell her to stop arguing, but Yeats signaled to stop him.

Seeing that it was getting close to dusk, a group of people were preparing to enter the city. Just as a few people were about to mount their horses, they were stopped by someone.

"Master Ye—"

Everyone looked towards the past in search of the sound. Pei Shaoqing arrived at the street along the canal at some point and was looking out of the window on the second floor of a small restaurant at the surging Grand Canal.

Yeats was looking up at Mr. Shaoqing with a smile. Under the warm light, he was standing by the window, with his hands behind his back. The wind blowing from the Grand Canal blew a few strands of hair on his temples, creating a beautiful picture that is unmovable. Eye-opening ink landscape painting.

Yan Qinglian was suddenly shocked that there was such a handsome and elegant young master in the world.

Bai Lang has already come downstairs, "Master Ye, please——"

Yeats nodded and followed Bai Lang into the restaurant.

Yang Fuquan followed.

After taking two steps, I felt that no one was moving. I turned around. The little lady turned into a nymphomaniac. She curled her lips in disdain and said, "Master Shaoqing invited Sister Ye, but he didn't invite you. Come back quickly."

After saying that, he rolled his eyes disdainfully, snorted, and followed Bai Lang into the restaurant.

Yan Qinglian was awakened by a cold snort, her face turned red suddenly, and she raised her feet to follow him. As soon as she reached the door of the restaurant, she was stopped by the guard at the door, "I'm sorry, little lady, my master didn't invite you."

Yan Qinglian's face, which had just faded, turned red again, "I... I came to handle the case with Sister Ye. Why can the person named Yang get in, but I can't..."

The guard didn't care about this and just stretched out his sword to block her.

"Sister Ye..." Yan Qinglian shouted loudly at Ye Zhi's back, attracting everyone around to look over.

Yeats looked at Bai Lang.

He said, "I didn't ask the little one to invite me."

Yeats understood, smiled, turned around and walked to the door, "Ms. Yan, go back quickly while it's still early."

Yan Qinglian looked into the restaurant, her mouth open but silent.

Yeats smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shaoqing is the superior..." The implication was already clear.

Yan Qinglian's mouth bulged, and it took her a long time to mutter one word: "Oh." She turned back three times and left reluctantly.

Yeats had a headache, so he patted his forehead and went up to the second floor.

Bai Lang didn't take it seriously, "Master Ye can just ignore a young lady like this who has no eyesight. Why do you need to explain to her?"

"Guard Bai, she is just a little lady."

"Hmph, you're picking on a young lady from the Shan Gang. You're living in the world for nothing."

Bai Lang still doesn't want to see the young lady.

Already on the second floor, Yeats said no more. When he reached the door, he straightened his clothes before entering the private room, "My lord——"

Pei Jingning had already poured the tea and waved to her.

Yeats walked up to him.

He smiled and motioned for her to sit down and thirsty for water.

Yeats stopped being polite and sat down, picked up the cup and drank it all in one go.After investigating the case for nearly a day, I was really tired and thirsty.

As soon as she finished her tea, people in the restaurant started serving food, and soon the round table was full.

Yeats looked outside and saw that the sun had already set on the horizon. If he didn't go back, the city gate would be closed.

Pei Jingning was leisurely, Bai Lang set the bowl and chopsticks for him, and he helped Yeats set the bowl and chopsticks, smiling all the time.For some reason, Mr. Shaoqing’s smile did not drop from his lips today.

"Is there any happy event?" Yeats couldn't help but asked.

Pei Jingning's eyebrows twitched, "What are these words? Am I usually very strict?"

"That's not true." He usually has a poker face and is so stern that people don't dare to approach him, but on his face, Yeats would never admit it, "But the Lord seems to be in a really good mood."

It was obvious that the slight expression on his face was like this, but he did not insist on saying otherwise. Pei Jingning did not expose the little lady, and said with a faint smile, "Eat."

The sun had gone down, and Yeats was really hungry, so he stopped being polite and just picked up the bowl and started eating.

I finished three bowls in one go, and I really lived up to my reputation as a cook.

Pei Jingning said with a smile on his face, "Eat more if you like it."

Yeats: ...What should I do if I become fat?
After eating three bowls in one breath, Yeats didn't know whether she would gain weight or not. Anyway, it would be difficult for her to get on her horse even if she was full. In the end, Yeats failed to enter the city and rested in a small courtyard along the street owned by Pei Jingning.

Yeats was surprised: "Sir, this place is only six or seven miles away from the city gate. You also want to buy a separate courtyard?" She recalled the first menstrual period, which seemed to be a separate courtyard in the city.

Pei Jingning looked sideways at her and smiled, "For the convenience of traveling."

It's so convenient.

"Sir, wherever you go, you have a separate courtyard. Are there many?"

"Want to know?" He suddenly bent down, and his lips suddenly touched the side of Yeats's ear. The warm breath came over him, like a rolling heat wave, and Yeats couldn't help but blush again.

God, according to modern age, she is definitely the elder sister of Mr. Shaoqing. How come a man's actions now make her, an old aunt, blood boil?
Is it really the age to get married?

"I..." Why did she want to know? Yeats hesitated and said, "Sir, this courtyard doesn't seem big. Which room should I live in?" he interrupted.

Pei Jingning smiled softly and straightened up, "Whichever room you like will stay in that room."

Yeats almost joked about the room where Shaoqing lived, but when he was about to say it, he felt it was too ambiguous, so he quickly pursed his lips and said nothing.

Pearl and Mingzhu held lanterns and greeted them from the corridor, "Sir, Mr. Ye——"

It turns out that Mr. Shaoqing has no plans to go back today!Yeats and Erzhu went to wash up. When they were ready to go to sleep, Pearl said, "Sir, I'm waiting for you in the study."

Yeats: ...It doesn't seem right to be alone with a man and a woman in the middle of the night!

She stood still.

Pearl waited for a while, but when she saw that she hadn't moved yet, she reminded her again, "I heard that Prince Zhao is here too."

Yeats: ...Did she think too much? She covered her face secretly and dressed up quickly.

Less than half an hour later, Yeats arrived at Pei Jingning's study, and sure enough, Zhao Qian was also there.

She saluted them both.

Pei Jingning motioned for her to sit down.

There was an empty chair opposite the desk, and Yeats sat in it.

Why are these two people here?Yeats habitually speculated why the two of them met?For the Yin family case?This case...she has already launched three points.

Sure enough, Pei Jingning said quietly: "Master Ye, how is the progress of the Yin family case?"

Yeats replied, "A murder case seems to have left the Yin family with no heir, but it also seems like a simple young lady was deceived by a scumbag. We have to wait until we get Uncle Qin's investigation report tomorrow to learn more about the murderer's motive." .”

Zhao Qian turned to look at her, "Do you have to wait until tomorrow?"

Yeats nodded.

Zhao Qian smiled half-smilingly, "Master Ye, I heard someone say that you have already given the outline of the murderer. Do you almost know who the murderer is?"

(End of this chapter)