The Powerful Eunuch and the Delicate Beauty

Chapter 335 Warm and confusing

Hearing Su Shen's words, his light brown eyes were full of swaying smiles, he said.

"Would you like to stay with me all the time?"

"Nature is good."

After replying, Su Ruan covered her heart that was already in a mess, and got up with determination, but when she wanted to reach out to get dressed, she was stopped by a pair of big hands.

Then there was a dress that was so docile that she couldn't do it any more. Su Ruan felt as if she was sleeping in the clouds, and even the will that was firm just now would become weak.

Beside the dressing table, Su Ruan opened her almond eyes in novelty, she looked at the little thin man in the mirror, her fingers nimbly passed through her black hair.

It didn't take long, three thousand black hairs were entangled, and a smart hair temple was healed.

It's just that before she had time to appreciate the little skinny man's handicraft, she just watched the little skinny man let go of her hair again.

"This, I think it looks pretty..."

"Ah."

Su Shen responded softly, looked at the ghost in the mirror and turned his head, his eyes rolled, soft and charming, his body unconsciously bent down, and then put his chin against her shoulder socket.

"It's not pretty, but it's too good-looking, Ruan Ruan, tell me...can I hide you, and then only I can see it?"

Su Ruan was stunned, and regained consciousness for a moment, she stretched out her hand and touched the little skinny man's head a few times, her mouth was full of coaxing.

"Here you are, here you are... Good boy? Didn't Emperor Jing Yuan leave yet, and we still have to investigate the case? When these things are over and we go back to Yanjiao, I'll give you everything. No, I'll give it to you too, okay?"

At the end of the words, Su Ruan's tone carried a bit of deep meaning.

Su Shen knew what she was referring to, and she curled up slightly holding the wooden comb, as if she stayed where she was, but he didn't even know when the spirit would take the wooden comb away.

On Su Ruan's side, while the little skinny man was still in a daze, he quickly combed the simplest hair on the sideburns, and then put on a mask.

But just when she was about to urge the little skinny man, there was a urging sound outside the door just as she had feared.

After Yan entered the room the second time, Su Ruan realized that Emperor Jing Yuan had summoned him again.

Tsk tsk, could it be because Yangzhou has lost the East Palace and other princes, so Emperor Jing Yuan likes to call the little skinny man to his side when he has nothing to do?

Well, after thinking about it, it is estimated that Emperor Jing Yuan is leaving, so let's explain to the little thin man at the end, after all, Yi Luo can be regarded as the mother of the little thin man who "resurrected from the dead".

Thinking of this, Su Ruan suddenly remembered that she forgot to ask the little skinny Yi Luo.

But when she looked up, Piansheng saw that the little skinny man had already dressed and was about to go out without saying anything.

"Ruanrou, what's wrong?"

Su Shen looked at the ghost who obviously had something to say, and stopped in his tracks.

And his gentle tone made Yan Er, who was listening beside him, immediately get goosebumps.

There is no other reason, he has never seen such a supervisor.

So, is the governor always like this in front of Miss Su?
Yan Er's mind was full of question marks, but he didn't dare to ask or speak, so he could only walk outside the door silently, complaining by the way, Yan Yi, who has been seeing no one recently.

As for Su Ruan, she suppressed the weirdness in her heart, and she pretended to wave her hands casually.

"It's nothing, I just remembered the murders of those scholars. I'll ask Xia Yu about the progress later."

Su Shen nodded, gave some instructions, and then turned to leave.

Su Ruan, who stayed behind, saw Xia Yu knocking on the door and entering before she had time to sort out the displeasure in her heart.

"Miss, the slaves found out that those scholars have different family backgrounds, so the circles around them are also different. In addition to going to Yangsi Poetry Hall to recite poems on weekdays, most of them have no intersection."

Su Ruan raised her eyebrows.

"No intersection?"

Xia Yu nodded.

"Yes, and the servant has carefully checked the dead scholars. Except for two scholars who like to hang around the fireworks because of their powerful families, the others have not offended anyone."

Su Ruan's raised eyebrows were wrinkled little by little.

"By the way, Miss's two powerful scholars died two days ago, and the servants found out that the bodies of those two scholars have been brought back by their families for burial."

For some reason, hearing this, Su Ruan felt a little headache. After all, she still hasn't heard any useful news.

So could it be that some kind of cultivator really wants to do some unnatural deeds, which is why he took the lives of those scholars?

Heart sank, Su Ruan pondered for a moment, and took Xia Yu directly to a tea house near Yang Si's Poetry Museum.

It's just that when Su Ruan entered the teahouse and was about to go directly to the private room on the second floor, the waiter in front of her said something in a low voice with a distressed face.

"Young master, do you come from another place?"

Su Ruan didn't say a word, it was Xia Yu, who was pretending to be a servant, who took the words.

"Yes, my young master came to Yangzhou to visit relatives recently, why do you want to inquire about this?"

Xiaoer heard the displeasure, and quickly lowered his head to explain.

"I'm not inquiring, but I just want to remind the guest officer that two murders have occurred in the Yangsi Poetry House opposite our teahouse recently, and both of them are young and handsome scholars, so I just want to remind you."

Hearing this, Su Ruan nodded to the little girl and only said one thing.

"Thanks for reminding."

Xiao Er saw that the young master in front of him didn't like to talk, but he was polite to others, so when "he" was still going up to the second floor, he chased after him to persuade him.

"Guest officer, I may not have made it clear just now, the second floor happens to be facing the Yang Si poetry hall, so it is better for the guest officer to drink tea downstairs."

Su Ruan didn't pick up the quarrel this time, but just walked straight towards the second floor, while Xia Yu handed Sui Yin directly when Xiao Er still wanted to talk.

"My young master has his own measure, so you don't need to say more, just pour the tea and serve it."

"That's right, the guest officer doesn't mind anymore, what are you still muttering about, go and pour tea for the guest officer!"

After the shopkeeper who rushed over had finished reprimanding him, he pulled Xiao Er aside.

It should be a scolding meal, but Su Ruan and Xia Yu didn't have time to care about it.

Su Ruan looked out from the window on the left, and as Xiaoer said, she happened to be able to see clearly the sealed Yang Sishi Museum.

However, after looking for a long time, Su Ruan still didn't see anything, just when she was thinking about going back to the inn to wait for the little skinny man, she suddenly saw a figure stopped at the door of Yang Sishi Museum.

Su Ruan frowned, and in an instant, she pulled Xia Yu to get out of the window.

But after poking her head out, she realized that the window of the tea house was a little small, at least not big enough for her to get out.

"Miss, why don't you just stand back and wait, and the servant will shatter the window with internal force?"

Su Ruan couldn't help but stretched out her hand to pat her head, and then dragged Xia Yu, who didn't know when she got up, who was so stupid, down the stairs, and then went straight to the Yang Si poetry hall.

　I wrote it late today, and there will be two thousand to be sent out in a while. This chapter has not been revised. If there is something that is not smooth, you can point it out.

　　
　
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