He was taking a shower before she went to bed, but in the middle of the night, the room was dark. Her eyes moved, and after gradually adapting to the darkness, she saw a tall figure on the small terrace.
"......husband?"
She whispered in a sleepy voice.
"Well, what's wrong? My wife has a nightmare?"
Ji Yuting turned around in response, his voice as gentle as ever, but he didn't move.
Shengge immediately got out of bed, wrapped herself in a thin blanket, stepped barefoot on the cold hospital tiles, walked over gently, and asked softly, "It's cold at night, why didn't you sleep? Are you worried?"
no answer.
Shengge had long noticed that he had been absent-minded when he came back from the mountains. Unexpectedly, it was already night and he didn't even come to rest.
"Are you thinking about what happened today?"
She walked up to Ji Yuting and wrapped the two of them with a thin blanket, like a soft cat, with her head curled up on his broad and solid chest, and her thin and white arms wrapped around him.
The moonlight was gentle, shining on the two of them as if they were coated with a layer of silver.
Realizing that his expression was not pretty, Shengge couldn't help but ask, "Is it the injury on the arm? It hurts so much that I can't sleep? What happened at Minghong Mountain that I don't know? You've been feeling wrong since you came down from the mountain. If you
You are still not possessed by gods, do I need to find someone to exorcise you?"
Ji Yuting gently hugged her slim waist and chuckled helplessly.
"After all, I can't hide anything from my wife."
He told Shengge all his doubts, opened his right hand, and found a note in the palm of his hand.
Shengge took it, turned on the lights on the terrace, and read the note in Ji Yuting's hand. She frowned, "Is this something left by the bodyguard leader Wen Qi?"
She turned over and looked at it twice, and clearly felt that Ji Yuting's body was stiff, his expression was solemn, and the fingers holding the note were still trembling slightly.
As the current king of the military region, Ji Yuting personally visited the border of China and fought his way out of countless gun battles.
He has seen countless brutal scenes.
But when faced with a note, he reacted so strongly?
Shengge intuitively felt that the information in this note was unusual. She stood on her toes, hugged his broad body gently, and spoke softly close to his ear: "Is this from the past? Tell me, and I might be able to help you.
Share some..."
Ji Yuting buried his head in her soft and fragrant shoulder. It took him a long time to calm down, straightened up, took a deep breath, and slowly told the past...
Shengge listened to the story quietly and analyzed rationally:
"It is indeed a pity that this man died. But...since Yu Xiang was buried in the sea of fire and had no chance of surviving, how could he plan the poisoned milk powder case? Besides, even if he was lucky enough to survive, he shouldn't hate you and do what he did.
Such a thing to take revenge on a wealthy family."
Ji Yuting's eyes were deep, and the huge waves in his eyes had not subsided yet, and he had to think of old cases that had not been clarified.
At that time, a murder case occurred, and he and Yu Xiang were the most suspected. Finally, the punishment order came down, and Yu Xiang was punished and expelled from the military. He begged everywhere, and then Yu Xiang was given a lighter punishment and a major demerit was recorded instead.
But for some unknown reason, Yu Xiang felt dissatisfied with him and targeted him everywhere. Later, the two gradually drifted away until the fire...
Now that I think about it, could there be another hidden story behind this murder case?
"Husband, is there another possibility? This note was deliberately imitated by someone, deliberately retaliated, and took the opportunity to frame it and escape?"
The more Shengge thought about it, the more she felt that this was a huge possibility.
"Why don't we follow this line of thinking and investigate, we will definitely gain something. Yu Xiang is already dead, and there are still people making a fuss about him. This is really ugly."
Ji Yuting's eyes gradually dimmed.
It is not impossible to say that Yu Xiang did this.
After thinking for a long time, he slowly told the story.
"He is inherently cruel and vicious, and he has never had a conscience in his heart. Moreover, there are old grudges between us that have not yet been settled. If he had not died in the fire and was still alive, he would indeed have had such a motive."
Shengge was silent after listening to it.
She knew that her comrade-in-arms had turned into an enemy, and now that an arrest order had been issued, Ji Yuting must feel uncomfortable...