deadly mantra

Chapter 113 This is a fatal question
In the studio.

The tip of the pen sketched, and a peerless and beautiful figure suddenly appeared on the paper.

Huang Leiming was standing aside, staring at the drawing paper and marveling at it:
Such a stunning beauty who is as cold as frost will leave a deep memory no matter where she goes.When searching, asking questions will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, and it will be quite easy to find someone.

Shui Qingchen, who was standing by the table, trembled his eyebrows slightly and looked at Ji Fanyin who was painting with a smile on his face.

Isn't the person in the painting... that person?
"Okay." Ji Fanyin stroked his pen and put down the last stroke. He picked up the drawing paper, dried the wet ink on it, and happily handed it to Huang Leiming.

"Okay?! So soon?" Huang Leiming couldn't wait to take it, took a look at it, and rolled it up carefully.

"What Mr. Huang needs is naturally the sooner the better."

Ji Fanyin, like an upright citizen, provides as many clues as possible:

"Ah, by the way, there is a string of jade bells hanging on the suspect's waist. The jingling sound is quite eye-catching. There seems to be someone following her."

"Is there another person following you? Could there be an accomplice? Who? Do you remember that person's appearance?" Huang Leiming asked excitedly.

Ji Fanyin shook her head regretfully:
"At that time, his back was turned to me, and I didn't see his true face. Hiss... vaguely... in a daze, I seemed to hear someone calling him... calling him... um..."

"What? What's his name?" Huang Leiming stared at Ji Fanyin eagerly.

Ji Fanyin touched her chin with her small hand and pondered for a long time. Suddenly, she thought about it and smiled sweetly:

"Leng Yanwen, yes! Leng Yanwen, I heard that man call him Leng Yanwen."

"Pfft... cough cough..." Shui Qingchen almost choked on his own saliva and opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Ji Fanyin glanced at him, then turned to Huang Leiming, and said innocently and sincerely:

"I wonder if these clues can help Capt. Huang."

"Can you do it!"

Huang Leiming was overjoyed and gratefully sent everyone outside the Yamen again.

This time, he didn't keep Ji Fanyin and said some polite words.

He sent the people out with his front foot, then turned around and rushed into the Yamen, arranging manpower to prepare for a carpet-like search in Qixia City.

After this delay, by the time a few people came out, the sky had darkened and the moon was slanting on the treetops.

Suddenly, the sound of fireworks exploded in the silent night.

Dazzling fireworks bloom in the darkness.

The dinner party at Ji Mansion officially began.

Song Deyi drove a carriage and was waiting on the opposite side of the road.

Bao Simu's mood reached rock bottom, and he stood aside in despair.

When she heard the explosion, she raised her head and glanced into the distance.

The competing fireworks were urging her to go back quickly.

Biting her lip, she summoned up her last courage to send out an invitation.

She raised her head and looked at Shui Qingchen, but he lowered his head, with a smile on his lips, and stared at Ji Fanyin with soft eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The tenderness on his face was like a fire, burning her heart.

Concubine Luo stood aside and saw clearly. When Bao Simu was about to burst into tears, she took a few steps forward, held Bao Simu's shoulders with her beautiful hands, and reminded her softly:

"Go back, Mr. Ji must be waiting for you."

Bao Simu opened his eyes in panic, grabbed his sleeves, and quickly wiped away his tears.

"The night banquet is about to begin. Do you still want to go back to the house with me to play?" She asked even though she knew that the answer she got would not be what she wanted.

Feng Xiaoyao had no objection to Bao Simu herself, but he couldn't agree with her actions today. Therefore, he did not express his position, turned around and asked:
"How's it going? Are you still going to play? Brother Qingchen."

"Huh?" Shui Qingchen was thinking about the hidden purpose behind Ji Fanyin's move to blame others. Suddenly someone named him, and he subconsciously smiled and looked to his side: "Brother Feng, it's getting late, why not... Just go back."

Feng Xiaoyao looked at Shui Qingchen again.

Ji Fanyin shrugged his shoulders and said calmly:
"I have a date later."

Have an appointment?

Shui Qingchen instantly raised his eyes and looked at her with a heavy gaze.

Feng Xiaoyao looked at Concubine Luo Zi again.

Before he could ask questions, Concubine Luo smiled and said:

"I'll go back with Miss Bao." Feng Xiaoyao knew that Concubine Luo wanted to accompany Bao Simu, so she nodded and said:
"Okay, then I'll pick you up at the Good Sword Alliance tomorrow."

Concubine Luo Zi nodded with blushing cheeks:
"……Um."

Bao Simu's gaze was fixed on Shui Qingchen's face. He stared at it for a long time before moving away and walking lonely towards the carriage.

Song Deyi's eyes were full of surprise, and he was about to ask Shui Qingchen and the others why they didn't come over, when he suddenly received a look from Concubine Luo Zi, and swallowed his question.

After the carriage left, Ji Fanyin spoke first:
"You go back."

Feng Xiaoyao nodded:
"it is good."

Shui Qingchen said:
"It's still early now, don't be in a hurry to get back."

Ji Fanyin nodded, thinking that the subtext of Shui Qingchen's words was: Eat supper outside and then return to Liushuang Pavilion.

She raised her feet and took a few steps forward. When she heard footsteps following her, she couldn't help but look back, with a blank look.

Shui Qingchen walked from behind her to her side, with a faint smile in his eyes and said:
"what happened?"

Ji Fanyin raised her eyebrows in surprise:

"I should ask this, what's wrong with you? Why are you following me."

Shui Qingchen didn't answer but asked:
"Why Firefly."

Ji Fanyin was stunned for a moment and did not answer immediately. Instead, he stared at Shui Qingchen quietly for a while and asked:

"Do you think Huo Liuying is good-looking?"

Shui Qingchen looked at her, and his gentle voice spoke unhurriedly:

"Why Leng Yanwen."

"Then do you think, Huo Liuying or Bao Simu is better looking?"

Feng Xiaoyao stood there in a daze, looking left and right, with shock and confusion in his eyes.

Water clear dust:
"Who is Leng Yanwen?"

Ji Fanyin:
"Then who do you think is more beautiful, me, Huo Liuying, or Bao Simu?"

The two talked to themselves.

"Who do you think is better looking, me, Leng Hongru, or Leng Yanwen?"

They were silent at the same time, looking at each other, and the two of them stopped talking.

Feng Xiaoyao's face was filled with questions, but she couldn't get anything in to say.

Taking advantage of the silence at this moment, he said anxiously:

"Hey, hey, what's going on with you two?"

The two of them continued to look at each other across Feng Xiaoyao, and answered almost at the same time.

"Each one has his own merits," Ji Fanyin said.

"You are the prettiest." Shui Qingchen.

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The night wind blew.

Ji Fanyin suddenly felt a chill running down his spine and did not dare to look into Shui Qingchen's eyes.

"Hmm? Each has his own merits?" Shui Qingchen's mood was quite subtle, and his sword eyes narrowed slightly.

Ji Fanyin's cheeks turned red, she touched her nose and lowered her head timidly:
"...You are the prettiest."

Shui Qingchen said no more.

Feng Xiaoyao felt a rather dangerous aura, which was continuously emanating from Shui Qingchen's smiling and kind eyes.

"Ah! I suddenly remembered that I left something with Miss Luo."

Feng Xiaoyao jumped up and ran away.

(End of this chapter)