Hearing the sound of hurried steps outside the door, the pretty and charming Fang'er rushed over, breathing lightly, "Just leave these little things to Fang'er."
Tang Jinse tied up her belt without raising her head, "What's the point of living if you let others do everything for you." The long blue robe was obviously men's clothing, but it was easy to wear. It seemed that this was not the first time that a woman had disguised herself as a man.
.
Finally getting it done, she raised her head and looked at Fang'er, "It's you, did you go to have a tryst with your little lover just now?" With a faint smile on her lips, she shook the folding fan lightly in her hand, and her black hair was tied high on the back of her head, just like a face.
A handsome young man like a crown jewel.
The upturned and narrow fox eyes are smiling and sparkling, as if they want to suck the souls of others away.
"Miss, where did you say you went..."
I don’t know whether it was because she was not immune to Tang Jinse in men’s clothing or because she was ashamed of Tang Jinse’s words. Fang’er’s face turned red and she stamped her feet anxiously, “Just now Fang’er told Xing’er and others about several murder cases in the capital recently. It was very strange and strange.
I'm a little scared because I'm late."
Homicide?
Tang Jinse was suddenly curious in her heart, mostly doubtful, but she remained calm on the surface. She smiled, clearly revealing the nature of the disaster, "Don't be afraid, little girl Fang'er, I will protect you." He closed the folding fan and raised Fang'er's chin, frivolously.
Joking.
Fang'er's face turned red and red, and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak.
At this moment, no one saw him but heard his voice first.
"Sister, sister."
I saw a baby-faced shota about twelve or thirteen years old running over and rushing towards Tang Jinse. He put his hands around her slender waist, raised his little face, and his big watery eyes were full of expectation, "Sister, are you going out?
Can you take me with you?"
Before Tang Jinse could answer, Tang Yizhi, who was dressed in a dark robe, also walked over. He always had an iceberg face, but he only wore black clothes. He made it clear that he should not disturb strangers and acquaintances.
"Let's go out together. I've booked a private room in Zuixianju." Tang Yizhi said.
If someone is treating you, why not do it?
In this way, Tang Jinse took Fang'er and the two brothers out of Xiaoyao Hou Mansion.
After three rounds of wine and five dishes, a large table of sumptuous delicacies had been eaten by the four of them.
The streets outside the window were so lively, with the endless sounds of hawkers and jugglers, which quickly attracted Tang Yuzhi's attention. Tang Jinse asked Fang'er to accompany him around and play around.
Only the brother and sister were left in the elegant private room at the moment.
Tang Jinse, dressed in men's clothing, stood in front of the wooden fence, looking excitedly at the crowd of people, her eyes sparkling as if she would rush downstairs at any time.
"Brother, tell me. What on earth do you have to say and why did you call me out?" His sudden words were completely inconsistent with his performance.
Although she asked abruptly, the seriousness in her words did not diminish. She slowly turned around and looked at Tang Yizhi, who finally had some emotional ups and downs.
Tang Yizhi frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "There have been several murder cases in the capital today. They all died of poisoning, but the type of poison cannot be determined."
"I've heard that too." Tang Jinse sat back down across from him, "Can't you find the murderer?"
Tang Yizhi shook his head, "There are almost no clues to investigate, but it has been widely rumored that the Ghost Sect and the West Poison Sect had a falling out, and the two sides fought, and the leader of the Ghost Sect, Chi Gui, was seriously injured and disappeared, so I want you to confirm that.
Did the deceased die from the poison of Xidumen?"
The bustle outside the window is still going on, intruding on the quiet moment of the elegant room.
With a swish sound, Tang Jinse opened the paper fan handsomely, shook it gently, and couldn't help but approach Tang Yizhi curiously.
She blinked her long and thick eyelashes, her eyes full of confusion, "I mean, big brother, how did you get connected with the murder case in the capital when there was a conflict between the two sects? Besides, when did you change your position as the Yin Guan Cha of Shuntian Prefecture?
A case has been filed? Besides, I am a disciple of the West Poison Sect, so I should avoid suspicion." There was a playful smile in his tone, and his face looked harmless.