But Chunli calmed down in a blink of an eye: "I just followed my aunt's instructions to go to the garden to pick some peach blossoms. Later, I met your friend who broke into the night-breaking place--"

"Rareless!" Li Sicheng scolded again.

Chunli lowered her head and covered a fleeting darkness in her eyes.

Zhao Chonghuan's starry eyes were condensed, but the corners of his lips were hooked, and he pursed a very playful smile—

She had seen what she wanted, and no matter how much she asked, it was just a concealment!

Li Sicheng was still about to scold him, but he saw Zhao Chonghuan wink at him and frowned.

Then he stared at Chunli, but couldn't help but say sternly: "Don't rely on being a clerk in Pingzhang Mansion to take a high opinion of yourself! Your master is dead, and you all are suspects! After asking, you will take you back to Dali Temple and lock them up for a detailed retrial!"

Chunli lowered her head and said nothing.

Li Sicheng snorted coldly.

"Sir, Master Secretarius, please let her go out first!" Zhao Chonghuan smiled and said in a gentle tone.

Li Sicheng waved his hand with some annoyance: "Come, take her away!"

The guards at the door hurried in and took Chunli away.

Zhao Chonghuan condensed the girl's plump back, crossed her hands to her chest, and looked calm.

"What's going on?" The anger on Li Sicheng's face was not gone, "Did you know this Chunli before?"

Zhao Chonghuan then briefly explained all the things he had in Yulitang early in the morning. After hearing this, Li Sicheng also hugged his chest with one hand and supported the other on his jaw, as if he was thinking.

"As you said, this Chunli is indeed a problem! You dare to frame your friend, this is simply outrageous. You can't bear it!"

Li Sicheng's mood became more and more intense, "I think she is 80% unrelated to the murderer! When I take her to my Dali Temple, I will have a good trial of her!"

Zhao Chonghuan shook his head, his eyes as deep as the night: "This person cannot move for the time being!"

"As soon as the torture instruments in Dali Temple were put on, she confessed everything?" Li Sicheng was quite confident in the torture instruments in his Dali Temple torture room.

Zhao Chonghuan laughed and whispered: "Maybe she will be silenced if you don't wait for you to get the torture instrument!"

Li Sichengden hissed like a toothache.

After pausing, he couldn't help but murmur, "What kind of ghosts and monsters are there in Pingzhang Mansion!"

Zhao Chonghuan raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled.

"Then Chunli let her go?" Li Sicheng said unwillingly.

Zhao Chonghuan pondered for a while and said slowly: "This place is not as good as other powerful mansions! It also requires the cooperation of the people in Pingzhang's mansion, otherwise others will inevitably be captured by the name of Dali Temple to take advantage of the issue!"

"You're right!"

Li Sicheng rubbed his jaw, sighed a little distressedly, and said with a little resentment, "Actually, Dali Temple is the most likely to be hindered. Once he enters those nobles and wealthy families, he will be blamed at any time!"

Zhao Chonghuan frowned and thought. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she thought of a suitable candidate.

"Sir Si Cheng, the villain thought of the most suitable person!"

She hooked up with Li Sicheng, who immediately leaned closer to his ears with joy.

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It was almost past noon, and Mrs. Hu personally arranged the servants to bring a sumptuous lunch to the Lord of Dali Temple. The busy all morning finally took the time to rest for a moment.

Zhao Chonghuan took the opportunity to go to Qingfang Pavilion.

So she greeted Li Sicheng, then left the inquiring room and headed towards the pavilion in the courtyard.

In the pavilion.

The young man who had been leaning on the railing and doing nothing was talking to the servant of Pingzhang Mansion. The lieutenant who was pretending to be Luo He was not beside him, and only another bearded lieutenant stood aside.

"You go and report to the old lady. I am still in charge of official duties and cannot accompany the old lady for lunch. Please forgive me!"

The servant hesitated for a while, but did not dare to say more, and said, "The villain will go back and report to the old lady!" He said that, and bowed and took a break.

Xie Changhuai turned his eyes and saw the ugly face of the man who trotted his shoulders with the servant.

For a moment, the two of them had a tangle of sight—

The eyes are filled with the other person's faces, but the eyes of each other reflect the warmth of the spring breeze, which is better than the winding softness of the curved water.

In a moment.

Zhao Chonghuan, who was stunned, immediately woke up.

She saluted respectfully and said, "General Wei, the villain has something to do and wants to leave Qingfang Pavilion. I wonder if I can ask the general to move?"

"Okay! Let's go!"

Without asking any more questions, he took the lead and walked out of the pavilion first.

The bearded captain wanted to follow, but he raised his hand without looking back: "You go and have some lunch with the people of Dali Temple. I will take her to Qingfang Pavilion in person!"

"yes!"

The bearded man stood in a quiet voice all morning, so bored that he was going crazy. This was like a general amnesty to him.

Zhao Chonghuan glanced at the bearded man jogging into the ear room where the monks of Dali Temple were having dinner, and couldn't help but laugh slightly.

It seems that accompanying the "Guard Commander" to Pingzhang Prefecture's Executive Committee is not an interesting job!

When Xie Changhuai saw her behind, he couldn't help but look back at her, but saw her smiling in the direction where the captain left, and his eyes suddenly became dark.

"Hurry up!" he urged in a deep voice.

"yes!"

Zhao Chonghuan hurriedly withdrew his gaze and quickly caught up with the man's somewhat rapid steps.

The two walked silently through the blooming garden of Pingzhang Mansion, through Liuyue Lake, and towards Qingfang Pavilion.

Sometimes there were servants and maids coming and going in the garden. When they passed by, they all bowed in a hurry, and then left quickly like running away.

Seeing this, Zhao Chonghuan couldn't help but feel a little weird, so he turned around from time to time to look around.

When the servants and maids saw her looking back at her, their steps became more and more panicked, and some even almost hit the trees with their faces.

"What's going on with them?" Her starry eyes muttered to herself.

The person beside her kept silent and just walked with her head down, which disturbed her for a while, so she didn't know how to speak, so she had to take a step back and walk beside him honestly.

Why did she think this person was angry?

Is it her illusion?

She quietly looked at his handsome and beautiful silhouette like the autumn mountain, and secretly wondered if she had accidentally offended the noble young master's wrong behavior and behavior-----

However, after thinking about it, she couldn't understand the method.

After entering, he asked Qingxuan, they had never even had the opportunity to say something privately. How could she offend him?

what to do?

Find someone to coax him?

Thinking of this, she immediately looked at the surrounding terrain carefully and thought about this possibility.

In a short while, they walked to the quiet and deserted camphor forest outside Qingfang Pavilion.

Zhao Chonghuan was struggling whether it was time to take this opportunity to rush someone beside him into the woods and whisper a few words to himself. Suddenly, he felt his body swaying, and the spring light in front of him suddenly darkened-

When she realized that a young man had already brought her into the depths of the forest with lightning speed.

The forest was dense, with orioles and birds singing softly, just like the first time they met in Pingzhang Mansion, she didn't want to pay attention to him, and he suddenly rushed her into a forest in the west courtyard.

But this time, he held her, but she didn't struggle.

For a moment, the two of them leaned against each other, quietly listening to the gentle sound of the leaves and the birds.

A breeze swept through their hair, shaking their ears slowly, like a bowstring on their heart being tweaked, affectionate and soft.

"What's wrong?" She silent for a moment, and couldn't help but look up at him and asked.

And he was also lowering his eyes and staring at her. When he met her crystal eyes, he couldn't help but raise his hand and pulled his mask directly, and took off her mask.

"I finally saw you!" he murmured.

She smiled and said, "I finally saw you! I always feel ashamed of others when I look at Brother Wei San's face!"

"What about me?" He tightened his hands that were holding her slender waist, and there was a look of resentment in his eyes.

She looked at him in surprise, not knowing how to answer the conversation.

After a moment of silence, she spoke carefully: "I didn't speak all the way when I saw you, just wondering if you were angry? But after thinking about it, I couldn't guess why you were born-"

As his eyes deepened, she suddenly stopped talking, then looked up at his eyes and carefully interpreted his eyes-

His eyes, as dark as the deep pool under the forest, did indeed brew some emotion that could not be called "pleasure".

However, with her intelligence, she could not see through his puzzling eyes at such moments.

"You really don't understand why I'm angry?"

Seeing that her little face was at a loss, he suddenly muttered, looking like a child who had not obtained fruit.
To be continued...