Turn From Eunuch Into Empress

When he came to Wenfu again, scholar Huan was called to ask questions early in the morning. Naturally, his face changed instantaneously.

However, frost pretended not to see, Wu turned around and caressed the flowers and plants outside the pavilion with his eyes.

This time, master Wen deliberately asked people to take them into the airy Pavilion on all sides. They can be seen everywhere. It's a place where they can't be overheard.

The scribe Huan came up and bowed down: "however, my Lord, I don't know why I came here in the morning? But I have a clue about the whereabouts of the little girl?"

"Master Wen, however, I have a few words to ask Master Wen." ran Shuang turns her steps and faces the scholar Huan, especially staring at his face.

"I don't know what adults want to ask. If Wen knows, he will say everything he knows."

"Well," ran Shuang said quietly for a moment, "does Ling AI have a lover?"

"Cough, cough." Lin Shou suddenly burst into a violent cough and looked at his benefactor with a distorted expression. "Benefactor, you asked too directly."

He reminded him with an angry voice, but ran Shuang didn't understand. Since the trial is necessary, why do you beat around the Bush and ask directly, so as not to waste time.

"However, my Lord, I don't know why you asked this?" master Wen really had a dark expression and became very bad to ran Shuang. "It should be noted that women's specification and reputation are very important. However, if adults only want to handle the case, they will handle the case, but why falsely accuse the little girl?"

"I didn't falsely accuse your daughter." ran Shuang was indifferent and ignored Lin Shou, who seemed to cough to death. She said calmly, "it's my duty to handle the case, and collecting clues is naturally for handling the case, and the more detailed the clues, the better. Master Wen, you haven't answered my question. Does your daughter remember a lover?"

"No!" the scholar Huan was so angry that he shook his sleeve and turned his back. "My daughter has been raised in the boudoir. She has been familiar with women's precepts. If she doesn't go out of the door, how can she do such things as giving and receiving private things with wild men outside."

However, Shuang moved his steps and just turned his back to the face of scholar Huan, staring at others' faces.

The scribe Huan wanted to turn around again. However, it was not very interesting. He twitched his face a few times, threw his sleeve angrily and said, "hum! Lord ran, please mo'ao's blood and destroy my daughter's reputation. Otherwise, don't blame Wen for suing you with your chief. Since there's nothing wrong, Wen still has affairs to take care of. Let's leave first! You two go slowly!"

This means being forcibly kicked out.

However, seeing that the scholar Huan had gone outside the pavilion, Shuang raised his voice and said, "yesterday, ran found a brocade bag in the young lady's room. There are two poems in the bag. Can master Wen have a look?"

The scholar Huan squatted in place, stiff all over. It seemed that he wanted to leave directly, but he was very tangled because of this sentence.

With a slight side of his head, the scribe asked with a cold face: "what brocade bag, what love poem?"

However, Shuang spread out her hand, and in her pink palm, she lay quietly with a Royal Blue Satin Embroidered mandarin duck brocade bag. The red tassel fell and crossed a beautiful arc in the palm. At first glance, it was something exquisite only for her daughter's family.

The scholar Huan turned and saw that his eyes became straight and his face was very ugly.

However, Shuang took back the fundus of his eyes, took out a note from the brocade bag and handed it to the scholar Huan.

The scribe Huan took it, read it without saying a word, then squeezed it in the palm of his hand, suddenly crossed his shoulder and sighed.

"Oh, evil girl! Evil girl!" sighed and shook his head, looking very distressed.

However, Shuang was speechless and said casually, "master Wen, it's normal that men and women love each other. Looking at the note is the result of asking for a autograph. It should be that Miss Wen went to the temple to ask for a autograph. When she met someone, she had a secret feeling. This talent and beauty is easy to urge life. Perhaps, Miss Wen can be entrusted for life if she meets two people in this life."

"Good man what good man, but a toad trying to eat swan meat." the scribe hummed with joy.

However, Frost's eyes lit up: "Oh? It seems that master Wen seems to know who the man is."

Master Wen immediately denied: "although I knew what he looked like, I only met him once. I saw him in a green shirt. He looked poor and weak. He was only a little better than an ordinary woman, so I ordered his servant to take his daughter away and let her stay in the boudoir and rarely go out. So I didn't bother to find out where the man's head was."

After a pause, he sighed again: "after such a long time, I thought her mind should fade down. I don't want to bury it deep in my heart. Alas, let's make you laugh. Please hold down the matter. Don't wear Yang out at will. This is a little mind. Please accept it."

However, Shuang was helpless and found that master Wen seemed to be too rich and powerful. He was always pressed by a bulging purse.

"No." he naturally stretched out his hand holding the sword, blocked the money bag and said, "I only want to handle the case. Naturally, I won't say more about the rest."

The scribe Huan's face was slightly bitter and insisted on putting the money bag forward: "however, it's just a small mind. If you don't accept it, Wen, it's hard for me to be at ease."

However, Shuang looked strangely low and asked, "I handle the case. You don't need to give money. Why should you be uneasy in your heart?"

"..." master Wen's hand was frozen in the air and he didn't know what to say.

"..." Lin Shou squatted in place and scratched his ears and cheeks. He also didn't know what to say.

As a result, ran Shuang looked up at the sky, estimated the time, left, beat people with Lin Shou, and went straight outside the city gate.

On the way, Lin Shou searched his roots and scraped his belly. Finally, he couldn't help persuading him: "benefactor, just now, master Wen was afraid that you would spread it. He gave you the money bag only when his daughter Qingyu was damaged. Why don't you take it?"

"Why do I work for my men? I won't say it unless it's not for handling the case."

Lin Shou was helpless: "as the saying goes, taking hands is short and eating people is soft. Master Wen meant to make you feel at ease when you took his benefits. You really won't spread it."

"Then I don't have to make myself suffer for his uneasiness." ran Shuang glanced at him coldly and said righteously, "if I take it, I'm not as angry as being bribed. He doesn't have to do so."

Seeing what else Lin Shou had to say, she directly sealed her throat: "moreover, compared with making him feel at ease, it must be difficult for me to feel at ease when I took a bribe. My peace of mind is naturally the primary protection target, and the rest go to the back row."

Lin Shou was speechless, frowned and secretly thought about the logic. The more I think about it, the more I feel. It seems quite reasonable.

As promised, he came to the gate and met sun Yizhi's people.

Lin Shou looked up at the people on the high horse and felt that he seemed to have overlooked a major problem.

They have no horses.