A Niu scratched his forehead and smirked.

Someone released Jia An and set up a game next to his son Jia Zijing, using the image of strange power and chaos to confuse and intimidate the latter, causing him to have nightmares every night and his spiritual consciousness to be confused.

Now that I have returned to Lin'an Prefecture, this game is staged again, which means that the layouter is not the person around Jia Zijing, but also someone who is very familiar with Jia Zijing and West Lake Xiaozhu!

However, what did he mean by doing so much to set up such a situation to intimidate a playboy's second-generation ancestor?

What's more, there is another murder case now, and the life is at stake and the law is difficult to tolerate. So the person who is planning to be the same as the murderer? Or is someone taking advantage of the chaos to rob? Want to make this game even more messy?

"You said that Yanei had a terror attack in Qingyuan Mansion? Do you still remember the first time it was about when?" Zhao Chonghuan lowered his eyes and thought to himself while listening to the two of them's narratives.

As soon as he spoke, A Tao and Ah Niu looked at each other face each other, their eyes swaying like the wind shaking, and they flickered abnormally. Their words became hesitant, which was exactly the same as their master.

Zhao Chonghuan stared at the two people who were close to her, suddenly sighed, raised his white hand and brushed his sleeves and said quietly: "You know that people are slight, but in the huge Lord Pingzhang's mansion, there is no reliable person who is really willing to solve the doubts of the yamen, which is really sad!"

As she said that, she shook her head slightly disappointed, as if Jia Zijing was extremely sorry for the unfairness, and sighed and wanted to leave.

"The boy has to let Yanei down. I'll ask the two to apologize to Yanei for the boy. I'll go back now!"

A Tao and A Niu were stunned when he heard this. His four eyes and two pairs of eyebrows were so anxious that he instantly broke out three fire sticks on New Year's Eve, and rushed straight away.

"No, no! You guys, you want our lives! You will also kill our yamen! He was completely paralyzed when he was retrieved before dawn this morning! This time he was even more scared than the previous two times!"

A Tao grabbed Zhao Chonghuan's thin arm, and said sincerely and faithfully, "We will follow the Yanei to eat and drink delicious food, and we really don't have to do anything on weekdays. Now that we can serve the little man, it's just like serving the Yanei! If you really leave...oh--"

Before A Tao's words of loyalty and pretending to be pitiful were fully published, he suddenly felt that his hand holding Zhao Chonghuan's arm was numb and numb. He burst into tears and blurted out, and then his hand suddenly slid down from the latter's arm wilted and weakly.

Atao rubbed his wrist at a loss, and was puzzled, so hesitantly walked around.

However, there was only the noise of Dali Temple staff in the room, so there was no other sound.

No one cared about what he had just happened, and he was so quick that he even suspected that he had hallucinations.

Zhao Chonghuan's eyes also moved terrifyingly, and she suddenly raised her head and swept over quickly---

After looking closely, she suddenly realized that the surging, mellow but introverted and indifferent internal force just now came from the direction where the man stood.

On the other side, Xie Changhuai was looking at a rare kesi painting "The Picture of the Green Peach, Butterfly and Sparrow" in Jia Zijing's room.

The paintings are square in size, elegant in ancient times, clean in quality, beautiful in color, exquisite in pictures, misty clouds, ethereal charm, like powder washing, and silk is like a pen that uses a pen. It is truly a masterpiece, exquisite in doubt.

Moreover, the picture looks even more rare because of the handwritten poems written by the art master Emperor Huizong.

"The sparrows step on the branches of flowers and come out of plain silk. I have heard that it is difficult to carve silk. You should know that it should be Xuanhe things, so don't use ordinary embroidery to see! Lord He looked at Jia Yanei's room and it turned out to be treasures!" Xie Changhuai said casually as if he was looking at it.

"Smile and bring the sunny rain to the city of the Ming Dynasty! Mengcun Ci has long praised Pingzhang Mansion!"

He Yansou, who had been listening to Zhao Chonghuai and the other two whispering in Yiyu, saw Xie Changhuai who was silent and suddenly spoke, and walked over to respond.

"Pingzhang on the lake is indeed unusual!" Xie Changhuai smiled lightly, his eyes clear.

On this side, Zhao Chonghuan's eyes were as deep as water, and the man was casual and chatting and laughing.

A gust of spring breeze and rain came to my heart, but it was lush but lonely. The grass was lingering and vibrant, but I didn't know what flowers would grow and what kind of fruits would bear.

She glanced at her arm that had just been accidentally grabbed by Atao, sighed softly, and wanted to stop and cheer up.

"Brothers A Tao and A Niu, please follow the boy outside. We cannot disturb Lord He. Lord Xie will handle the case!" Zhao Chonghuan said calmly suddenly.

After saying that, she turned around and saluted the two nobles who were chatting in the room, and then went straight out of the west wing.

It is not the right time for her to do the inspection site, so she can only wait until the people from Dali Temple have finished the inspection.

Besides, although there were a group of people in the room, the man's aura was just like a faint scent of water on his sleeves, which seemed to be incapable of moving around and burning.

This kind of compulsiveness made her heart unable to escape, and she could no longer be able to live with him in a room so calmly.

A Tao and A Niu were stunned and quickly followed him out.

Xie Changhuai, who had been moved to another painting of Liu Gongquan's pen and ink, looked unchanged, but his eyes were slightly shaking, like a fish hiking in the deep pool, occasionally showing his agility.

"Old men, there are blood here!"

Li Sicheng, who was investigating everywhere, suddenly said his discovery loudly.

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Junan: It's a bit late, sorry! Our young master Changhuai is also a lemon essence! Hahaha:)

Cute historical knowledge: kesi embroidery, jade carving and ivory carving, and cloisonné are known as the four major special crafts in China, and together with Yunjin, they are known as the two rare handicrafts in China.

It was known in ancient times as "the saint of weaving" and "one inch of kesi is one inch of gold".
Chapter completed!