With their help, the speed of restoring the second skull was significantly improved, and it was finally completed before dinner.

Surao drew the portrait as usual and ordered the scroll to be sent, while the clay sculpture of the skull was temporarily placed in his room.

After everything was done, she took a shower, changed clothes, and prepared for dinner.

Dinner is served in the main hall of the small courtyard.

I don’t know when it started, but it became a habit for the two of them to have meals together. Yan Yun was still reading when he left. When he heard the footsteps, he put the bamboo slip aside and said, "If you don't come, the food will be cold..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Yan Yun's eyes were focused on her wet hair, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed: "Why did you come here without drying it?"

"Isn't it your rule not to eat when the time comes?"

The trivial matters were complicated, and when they were all taken care of, there was not enough time left for her. She knew that this man was very particular about meal times, and due to etiquette, he would wait for her to come with him.

No matter how much he has eaten, he will definitely put down his chopsticks when the time comes.

You can't let him go hungry.

This was the first time in Surao's two lifetimes that she had seen a person who was so observant to the point of being strict. He had one tea and two meals a day, ordered according to the shift, and never changed.

But when it comes to other matters, he is not so rigidly dogmatic and is really unpredictable.

"You don't have to worry about this."

Yan Yun's face was still filled with condensation, and he ordered: "Bring me a clean handkerchief."

"No."

Surao picked up the chopsticks and said softly: "It will be done in a while, let's eat."

"The wind is cool in late autumn. Walking around with wet hair will arouse the cold and easily cause headaches. Don't be careless."

After a while, the secret guard sent a handkerchief. Seeing his serious expression, Surao reached out to take it, but a hand took it over faster than hers, "I'll do it."

"This is not good..."

Surao laughed dryly and turned slightly to avoid his hand. Yan Yun held the handkerchief and looked at her quietly with indifferent eyes. For a long time, he said in a low voice: "What do you think is wrong?"

Surao looked at him with strange eyes. Shouldn't he ask her what she liked about him?

She was speechless for a while and said dryly: "Men and women do not have any intimacy."

"Are you serious?"

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly.

His eyes were warm and cool, mixed with a bit of strangeness and teasing. When Surao looked at him like this, she suddenly remembered that she had accidentally brushed her lips against the mountain wall of the mine, riding on the same horse, the dark night lights of the Jin family mansion, and rubbing them with her fingertips.

There is Palm Fang Pavilion...

It seemed that it was indeed too late for them to say this.

Surao was still thinking of finding some excuse to evade, when the man next to her leaned forward slightly and took a strand of her hair, put it in a handkerchief and wiped it gently, "Are you going to keep quarreling with me like this?"

His low and cold voice revealed a bit of helplessness.

Su Rao knew that those deliberate actions had no effect on him, so he was too lazy to waste his efforts and pretended not to hear this sentence.

"alright."

The bright black hair flowed on his fingertips. Yan Yun wiped it carefully until it was eighty or ninety percent dry before he stopped. He put the handkerchief aside and said softly: "Let's eat."

It's best to take advantage of the situation at this time. Surao didn't say anything more. She picked up her chopsticks and looked at the food. She couldn't help but be stunned: "Why is there fish?"

"Don't you want to eat fish?"

Before leaving the waterside pavilion, she lamented that it was a pity to have a fish feast. Yan Yun looked at her strange expression and said calmly: "Don't worry, these fish were bought from outside."

"..."

That's not what she cares about.

Surao stared at the plate of fish, with mixed feelings in her heart. She just mentioned it casually at the time, but he actually took it to heart?

Seeing that she didn't move her chopsticks, Yan Yun said lightly: "This squirrel mandarin fish is a famous dish in Zhangnan. It tastes best when eaten while it's hot. Try it."

"good."

Surao suppressed her thoughts and responded briefly. The two of them ate in silence. It was too quiet for a while, and she was not used to it. She found a topic and said: "You are always looking at that bamboo slip during this time. What are you looking at?"

"

Yan Yun swallowed his food and replied slowly: "The informants sent to other counties in Yunzhou have made progress. Hayabusa integrated the information collected and gave it to me."

"How's it going?"

Surao took advantage of the situation and asked.

Yan Yun pondered for a moment and sighed softly: "It's not optimistic."

"Although the other four counties are not as chaotic as Shanglin, they have a lot of accumulated abuses. Officials have close contacts and protect each other. There are not many crimes that can be proven."

"Local officials huddle together to keep warm. It is expected that a single move can affect the whole body. Moreover, even if every piece of evidence is proven, the court will eventually give a lighter punishment and weigh the severity."

Surao said casually.

When the water is clear, there will be no fish. How many officials are there in Yunzhou? How many of them can withstand scrutiny like the old county magistrate Zhou?

It is impossible to cut everyone off. In that case, the turmoil in one state may spread to the entire Dayong, affecting the stability of the country.

This is definitely not a situation that those in power want to see.

Yan Yun knew this, so even though he had the power of life and death, except for the Liu family and his son, all officials in Shanglin County would investigate and report to the capital for His Majesty's decision, instead of deciding life and death and handling it alone.

Yan Yun chuckled and said, "You see clearly."

"Is there any news from Huanhua County?"

she asked.

"Gucheng is in charge of the county government, everything is stable, and the new county magistrate dispatched by the imperial court is on his way to take office."

"That's good."

The two of them chatted together, and the atmosphere seemed to be as comfortable as when they first got along.

After eating, Yan Yun said casually: "I want to take a closer look at those two clay sculptures. Is it convenient?"

"What's so inconvenient about this?"

Su Rao said, "Just put it in my room. You can ask someone to pick it up."

Yan Yun only knew that she took the things away, but he didn't expect that she actually took them back to her room. No matter how brave she was, there were still dead things in there.

"Are you going to let it stay in your room overnight?"

What you said... doesn't sound right to you!

Seeing his weird expression, Surao suddenly started to think of teasing him, and smiled and said: "Yes, what if this thing is put outside and frightens others? I don't care."

"Young master, you don't know me. I always put some strange things in the room, such as skulls and skeletons. I like to assemble them completely and fix them with iron needles to make specimens..."

Seeing his eyes getting darker and darker, Surao smiled secretly in her heart and continued: "I guess you haven't seen that kind of skeleton that can shake hands and dance with you. It doesn't matter. There will always be a chance to see it in the future..."

"That's not necessary."

Yan Yun's complexion changed slightly and he refused lightly.

He didn't know that she said that on purpose, but he still had uncontrollable waves in his heart. She was so brave to dare to put these two heads in her house.

It’s just such a temperament and mental endurance...

What has she experienced?

Yan Yun narrowed his eyes to suppress the surging thoughts in his eyes, and said calmly: "I will have someone pick up the clay sculpture later."

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