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Chapter 347: The days are still long

When she asked this question, Wen Tingyuan did not answer immediately, but looked at her with a half-smile.

Obviously nothing happened, but Qiao Yuyan didn't know why, her face started to feel hot, and she was busy saying something else, "The weather looks good today, I will go back tomorrow, I hope the weather will be as good as this."

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Wen Tingyuan saw her embarrassment and smiled softly, "You can go to sleep. I have something to do at noon, so just sit down and rest for a while."

This sentence made Qiao Yuyan breathe a sigh of relief, but she didn't dare to show it, so she pretended to be calm and nodded, not forgetting Grandma Wang's instructions, and said considerately to him, "There are less things to do these days, so you should rest more.

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I just paid it off last night. I was really exhausted. I didn’t know how I got to bed. I slept in a daze all night and just got over it.

But both of them were awake at the moment, and it was absolutely unacceptable for her to sleep in the same bed with him like this.

But because of what happened last night, it’s not easy to talk about sleeping in separate beds right now.

We can only look at this matter step by step, and I can't think of any good solution now.

Separated by a screen, Qiao Yuyan put down the curtain again and lay on the quilt. She could only hear the movement of the man outside turning the book. It was very light and subtle. In such an afternoon, it felt inexplicably hypnotic.

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Originally I wanted to wait until he went out before sleeping, but then I waited and waited, my eyelids kept fighting, and gradually I fell asleep.

Wen Tingyuan heard the steady and gentle breathing inside, smiled softly, put down the book in his hand, and walked up to the back of the screen.

Lifting a corner of the curtain, I saw the girl's little face hidden among the quilts, becoming more and more as white as jade.

She didn't sleep well either, with one hand on the outside of the quilt, and the sleeves of her coat were rolled up to her elbows, revealing her brittle snowy arms like lotus roots.

Wen Tingyuan gently covered her with the quilt tightly, and said in a very soft voice: "It doesn't matter if you are not used to it now, the days are still long."

Qiao Yuyan didn't know what she was dreaming about, so she muttered something. Wen Tingyuan listened for a long time, but still didn't hear it clearly, so he lowered the curtain again and turned around to go to the courtyard next door.

There is a small door connecting the courtyard and the main house, which served as Wen Tingyuan's study.

There is another door in the small courtyard leading to the outside, making it easier for others to come in and find him.

When he arrived, Cheng Feng was already waiting outside, and he quickly saluted when he saw him coming.

At this moment, Wen Tingyuan's face no longer had the gentleness before, and was replaced by a stern look of solemnity.

He put his hands behind his back and walked straight to the desk in the back.

"how?"

"Although I'm not entirely sure, the Shadow Guards should be involved."

Cheng Feng's words made Wen Tingyuan sneer, "That's how good they are now? How can they take the bait with just this little bait?"

Cheng Feng did not answer immediately, but after thinking for a while, he said cautiously: "The commander-in-chief of the Shadow Guard has been changed to the third generation. Judging from their sightings these times, they are indeed too radical. This time maybe it is because

Because of that person."

"Is there any news from Taiyuan Hospital?" Wen Tingyuan reached out and stroked a jade paperweight placed on the desk, his expression showing no emotion or anger.

"This time the control is very strict and our people cannot enter the Showa Hall."

After Cheng Feng finished speaking, he looked at Wen Tingyuan nervously, but there was still no change in his expression.

The jasper-carved paperweight turned over between his fingers, seemingly weightless.

Without waiting for Wen Tingyuan's answer, Cheng Feng couldn't help but ask: "Master, what should we do now?"

"Some arrangements may have to be made in advance."

Wen Tingyuan put the paperweight back and sat behind the desk, "What else?"

Seeing that Cheng Feng didn't turn around for a while, he reminded him, "What's going on in the Wen family?"

"Wen Qiongyu was very concerned about the matter of frightening the horse. He reported it to the Ministry of Justice. Lan Shilang of the Ministry of Justice also came to the house to inspect it. It seems that he saw some tricks."

Cheng Feng raised his head and glanced at him, then continued: "As for the Jin Yiwei, Zhao Jinghai has been out from yesterday to now and has not returned to the Zhenfu Division."

"Then let them all investigate! It's time for the water to get muddy."

"Yes!" Cheng Feng immediately saluted him, "I will go and make arrangements now."

When he was about to go out, Wen Tingyuan suddenly stopped him again.

"master……"

"Is there any letter from the Xu family?"

"Not yet, but Mrs. Qiao gave birth to a baby yesterday, and I think someone from the Xu family will come."

Wen Tingyuan's fingers tapped on the table on which the decree was padded, and the sound of "ding" sounded more and more clearly in this quiet study room.

"Find an opportunity and I'll meet some of them."

When Cheng Feng heard this, his expression immediately changed, "Master, no!"

"I have my own arrangements. You don't have to be nervous. Just remember to implement everything I told you."

The tension on Cheng Feng's face did not subside at all, but looking at Wen Tingyuan's face above, he was stunned and did not dare to say a word.

He just knelt on the ground and remained silent.

"Okay, you go down! Call Guan Zhu in."

This meant that his decision was irreversible. Cheng Feng wanted to persuade him again, but the understanding he had gained from following him for many years made him swallow his words, and in the end he had no choice but to go out.

Guan Zhu was new to Wen Tingyuan and hurried over immediately after receiving the order.

He was only fourteen or fifteen years old. He looked smart and lovable. After he came in, he couldn't help but look at the study. But he was afraid of being seen. He stared at it twice and immediately buried his head.

Wen Tingyuan seemed to find it interesting and said with a smile: "If you want to see it, feel free to see it. Unless my wife is here, should I ask you to be so careful?"

Guan Zhu smiled when he heard this, showing two tiger teeth.

"Master, I have made inquiries in the past few days. There are two people here who are from the eldest house, and two others were sent from Yi'anju.

They all look at the old oily ones, but they are actually very mean-spirited. They come in and get close to the people here, but they can't get a single useful word out of their mouths.

However, my subordinates did not touch them and just pretended that they were not discovered and were waiting for the master’s instructions. Do you want to deal with them?”

"No need." Wen Tingyuan flattened the decree with a paperweight, scooped some water into the inkstone, and began to grind the ink slowly, "Keep them all, they are their eyes. You must let them look at them, otherwise they will always

It makes them worry."

"yes!"

Guan Zhu was looking at Wen Tingyuan's study with great interest, and suddenly he heard the man above him say again, "Are you ready to go to Qiao Mansion tomorrow?"

Guan Zhu was looking at it with excitement and didn't react for a moment. Then he saw Wen Tingyuan's expression change, and then he suddenly remembered this matter.

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