Author: Willow leaves in winter

"Qingqing."

Xin You looked away: "What's wrong, uncle?"

Duan Shaoqing coughed and asked tentatively: "Are you familiar with Master He?"

"Not familiar."

Duan Shaoqing's first reaction was disbelief, but seeing Xin You's cold face, he dispelled his suspicion.

This is not the reaction when a girl is pregnant.

Duan Shaoqing breathed a sigh of relief that he would not be involved with a troublesome person like Chang Lehou, and for a moment he did not even care about the one thousand taels of silver.

Xinyou drank tea, a little absent-minded.

We can't get any more details from the picture. How long did it take from the time He Qingxiao entered the elegant room to the time when he was poisoned?

Has the poison entered his mouth now?

Xin You held the tea cup tightly, and what flashed in her mind were the scenes of He Qingxiao helping out several times.

He jumped up from the horse to stop the frightened horse, he offered to help her find out the arsonist, he ordered his men to take away the idle man...

The one who had the hatred of killing his mother was Xin You, and the one who received his kind help was "Kou Qingqing". But she was the only one who could bear this. Thinking that something would happen to that person soon, it was impossible to say that she didn't have any fluctuations in her heart.

She is not a cold-blooded person, she will be intolerant, struggling, and uncomfortable, but all her emotions are based on the premise that he will die. If he doesn't die, what she wants is his life.

Xinyou took a sip of tea.

The tea has cooled down and is only bitter but not sweet.

Duan Shaoqing was happy to say less, so as not to be cheated again if he was not careful.

The waiter brought the food.

"Eat, go back to the bookstore early after dinner."

Xin You nodded and picked up the chopsticks.

The dishes Duan Shaoqing ordered were bland and tasteless. Xin You glanced towards the stairs out of the corner of his eye.

"Qingqing, did the food uncle ordered not suit your taste?"

The guy had a sharp ear and looked over immediately after hearing this.

What, do you think the food in their restaurant is not delicious?

Xin You held the chopsticks for a moment and nodded: "Uncle, I want to eat squirrel mandarin fish."

Duan Shaoqing's mouth twitched fiercely.

He is a mean person! Let’s not talk about the price. It will take at least half an hour to finish eating the squirrel and mandarin fish!

Duan Shaoqing looked troubled: "This teahouse——"

The waiter patted his chest and took over the words: "We have it in the teahouse, and the taste will definitely not disappoint the girl!"

Duan Shaoqing: "..." What's the matter with this guy?

But with others watching, he had no choice but to order a dish of squirrel mandarin fish.

If it were his own children, he would just refuse, but it would not work if it were a niece. Otherwise, it would be unpleasant to hear that he was an uncle who was reluctant to order squirrel and mandarin fish for his fatherless niece.

Xin You silently picked up a chopstick of green vegetables.

You have plenty of time, so you can wait slowly.

While waiting for the squirrel mandarin fish, new diners came in and guests who had eaten before left. For Xin You and Duan Shaoqing, the time was a bit difficult.

Duan Shaoqing asked about the bookstore: "Who is Mr. Songling?"

Xin You replied: "He is a very talented book writer."

Duan Shaoqing hesitated and warned as an elder: "Qingqing, your bookstore relies on Mr. Songling's story to get better, but you must win over people well, otherwise you will be hired away by other bookstores at high prices like Mr. Ping'an.

That would be troublesome."

Xin You smiled: "Uncle is right, so I told Mr. Songling that from now on, I will buy all the stories he writes at a high price and pay him a monthly salary. It's just that I'm a little tight on money..."

Duan Shaoqing's expression twisted for a moment, wishing he could give himself a slap in the face.

"Here comes the squirrel mandarin fish." The waiter placed a plate of squirrel-shaped mandarin fish on the table.

Duan Shaoqing forced a smile: "Eat it while it's hot."

"Uncle, I'll eat it too." Xin You picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks, and suddenly heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

At that moment, despite being mentally prepared, she suddenly stood up uncontrollably, and her heart was pinched hard by invisible hands.

Xin You's reaction shocked Duan Shaoqing.

"Qingqing?"

She stood up so suddenly and attracted a lot of attention. Fortunately, the thumping of footsteps soon sounded, and Jin Linwei, who was walking down the stairs quickly, attracted people's attention.

Xin You sat down slowly and stared at the stairs intently. When she saw the person walking behind the two Jinlin guards clearly, her pupils shrank.

He's fine!

Xin You closed her eyes subconsciously and was immersed in that scene.

He Qingxiao held the teacup in his hand, blood came out of his mouth and nose and dripped on his clothes.

Xinyou opened her eyes and stared at the man standing on the stairs.

Two Jinlin guards walked down the stairs, drew their swords and pointed them at the people in the lobby, shouting: "Stay where you are and don't move!"

Some people stood up, some knocked over their teacups, and the scene was chaotic for a while. Only the man in red clothes standing on the stairs looked calm and looked down at the people in the lobby.

His eyes fell on Xin You's face, and his calm eyes became rippled.

Xin You wanted to look nervous and worried, but for some reason, she felt like she was being seen through during the brief exchange of glances.

This made her not know how to react for a moment and her expression was numb.

He Qingxiao walked down.

The teahouse owner asked cautiously: "Sir, what happened? Is the shop not greeting you well?"

A Jinlin guard interrupted him impatiently: "Someone poisoned our Lord's tea, and everyone present can't escape the suspicion!"

Poison?

Upon hearing this, people became even more panicked.

Duan Shaoqing wanted to appear relaxed, but he knew how terrible it was to be troubled by the Jinlin Guards, and he came to this teahouse with 10,000 regrets in his heart.

"Sir, do you want to take these people back to the Yamen first?" A Jinlin guard asked He Qingxiao for instructions.

"No, let's ask the guy who serves tea first."

The waiter's legs softened and he knelt down: "Sir, please forgive me, please forgive me. I just gave you tea, and I definitely didn't poison you!"

"During the process of serving tea, was there anything special?" He Qingxiao's tone was gentle, and she didn't look like she almost had an accident just now.

"No, I just waited for the tea to be brewed and then served it."

"Who makes the tea?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "The tea doctor who is responsible for making tea in the elegant room upstairs has been working in our teahouse for many years. There will definitely be no problem..."

Jin Linwei quickly brought the man, who was an old man in his fifties.

There were many regular customers in the lobby, and many of them whispered: "No way, Lao Yang has been a veteran of the teahouse for many years..."

Xin You suddenly stood up and walked towards He Qingxiao.

"Qingqing!" Duan Shaoqing's suppressed shocked cry came from behind.

Xin You walked over as if he hadn't heard anything.

Her approach caused Jin Linwei to scold: "Stop!"

He Qingxiao signaled his men to move away and looked deeply at the girl standing in front of him.

"Is something okay, Miss Kou?" His voice was a little light, and he didn't know what answer he would hear.

Standing at this distance, Xin You could finally confirm that there was not a drop of blood on He Qingxiao's clothes.

This is different from the picture.
Chapter completed!