183, the explanation that does not count as the explanation
The person who suddenly appeared behind Zhong Qingye and caught her just in time was Feng Jin, who had been missing for more than half a month.【】
Seeing her sad eyes, Feng Jin reached out to pick her up from the ground, wiped the tears on her cheeks with his hands, and said in a gentle tone that almost made people cry: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Zhong Qingye's pupils trembled, remembering that when she first came to this world, there was also such overwhelming flames. She jumped out of the fire in a panic, met with everyone in the Zhong family, and couldn't figure out the situation. Then, this man seemed to be soaring into the sky.
And Jiang also had such a gentle tone, speaking to her quietly, and his voice was almost murderous.
He said, don't be afraid.
Then Zhong Qingye's heart really calmed down, as if this man was born with the power of dharma and metaphor, and when people came to him, they couldn't help but feel peaceful.
Closing his eyes, Zhong Qingye took a deep breath, suppressing all unnecessary emotions in his heart, and frowned at him: "Why are you here?"
Feng Jin smiled slightly: "I just came back."
Zhong Qingye raised his eyebrows, doesn't this mean he didn't say anything?
"Qingye!" Someone called coldly from behind.
Zhong Qingye turned around and saw Qi Mo jumping off the back of a red date horse. His iron-colored mask was tightly clasped, his face was cold, and his high-bundled black hair was blown by the heat. He looked arrogant and handsome. But according to Zhong
From what Qingye knew about him, he shouldn't be in a good mood right now.
Zhong Qingye was also in a bad mood. Qi Mo had not yet settled her account of her house arrest. Qi Mo just pretended not to see her and frowned at the large fire in front of his eyes: "Do you know what is going on?"
she asked Feng Jin.
Feng Jin glanced at Qi Mo not far away, smiled a little suppressedly, shook his head, and said, "I don't know, I just noticed that the weather was not right when I entered the city, so I came here. I didn't expect to meet you here."
Fuck you."
"I didn't come here until it was dark, who would..."
"Qingye!" Qi Mo raised his voice, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the cool air seemed more precious and rare around the sea of hot fire.
Zhong Qingye turned his head with an unhappy expression: "What's it called? I have ears!"
Someone in the crowd recognized Qi Mo and let out a chaotic scream. The crowd retreated one after another, and the encirclement expanded several times. Qi Mo's face became even worse, and there was a faint livid color in the red light of the flames.
Zhong Qingye turned his head back, his expression a little uncertain, he reached out and pressed his chest, lowering his eyelashes not knowing what he was thinking.
To be fair, Zhong Qingye has no feelings for the Zhong family. The heaviness and uneasiness at the beginning were not so much her emotions as the instinctive reaction of her body. Since coming to this world, many things that have happened to Zhong Qingye have never been to her.
She couldn't think about it rationally, but fortunately, that feeling was fleeting and didn't affect her too much.
Zhong Qingye is not an emotional person. Seeing the size of the fire, if she abandons the inexplicable emotions in her heart, the first thing she thinks of is how the fire started.
If you say it is an accident, you can only deceive children at most. The weather in March and April is humid and rainy, and this is not a virgin forest, so it is impossible for a big fire to occur. But if it is not a natural disaster, then it can only be.
But what if the Zhong family provoked someone and forced someone to burn down the entire mansion?
The footsteps came behind her. Zhong Qingye didn't pay attention, just lost in his own thoughts. Qi Mo reached out to grab her arm, but Feng Jin unexpectedly waved his hand away.
Holding his empty hand, Qi Mo's face turned extremely pale.
Feng Jin smiled slightly, her lowered expression was extremely gentle, but also mixed with some weird fierceness: "She has just lost her family now, so it is inevitable to be sad. No matter how possessive the prince is, he has to find a time to show off."
sad?
Qi Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhong Qingye's thoughtful look. Why didn't he see that this girl looked sad? "She is my princess. How I treat her has nothing to do with you."
Qi Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Jin faintly.
Feng Jin smiled elegantly and looked at him noncommittally: "Is that so?"
Qi Mo's eyes narrowed into thin lines, and cold light flowed through them, shaped like a sharp sword: "Qingye, follow me back home."
If it's not aimed at Zhong Mansion, then is it aimed at her?
After all, nominally, she was still married in the name of the second young lady of the Zhong family...
However, in this world, she probably doesn’t have enemies who hate her so much that they want to destroy the entire Zhong family, right?
Zhong Qingye crossed his chest with one hand and supported his chin with the other. He was completely absorbed in his own thoughts and did not pay attention to Qi Mo's words at all.
In an instant, the temperature around her suddenly turned cold. Even though she was facing the fire, Zhong Qingye still shivered. Suddenly a light flashed in her mind. She grabbed Feng Jin's sleeve: "Where is Yan Zi? She
Aren’t you also in this fire scene?!”
Feng Jin was slightly shocked, lowered his head and grasped the small hand on his sleeve tightly. He could feel the temperature around him plummeting without turning his head. He shook his head slightly and reassured: "Don't worry, as far as I know, Yanzi is temporarily
It shouldn’t matter if it’s not in the Zhong Mansion.”
Zhong Qingye looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"
Feng Jin nodded: "Really."
"That's good." Zhong Qingye breathed a sigh of relief. Probably in the entire Zhong Mansion, the only thing she was worried about was that girl.
The incident happened so suddenly that Zhong Qingye temporarily ignored the hidden meaning of Feng Jin's words. He also did not consider Feng Jin's source of information and the reason why he knew it so clearly.
Glancing at the fire scene again, Zhong Qingye sighed softly. He didn't know whether it was because he felt sorry for the expensive house or because he sympathized with the Zhong family who died in the house. Anyway, there is no use standing here, so he might as well go back home.
She was waiting for news after the fire was extinguished. What happened was too strange and unusual. She needed a quiet environment to sort out the messy details in her mind.
So she turned to Qi Mo and said, "Let's go back home."
Qi Mo's eyes were gloomy, and he glanced at her with an expression on his face. The shadows on his iron face obscured his eyes, and he couldn't tell what his expression was. He didn't answer Zhong Qingye's words, turned around, mounted his horse, and walked away without hesitation.
Zhong Qingye rolled his eyes at the sky and cursed secretly that the prince had a difficult temper. Just as he was about to walk over to lead the horse, Feng Jin suddenly grabbed her hand.
Zhong Qingye turned around in shock, but there was a slight friction in the palm of his hand. Feng Jin smiled slightly, blocking Qi Mo's sight with one side of his body, and quickly slid it in her palm a few times, then let go of his hand and smiled softly.
Zhong Qingye raised his eyebrows, gave him a meaningful look, got on his horse, and headed towards the palace.
As the horse's back jolted, she clenched her fingers intentionally and raised her eyebrows slightly.
If she wasn't insane, what Feng Jin wrote on her palm was, tomorrow night.