The sky is as cold as water at night, the candlelight in the house is swaying, and the autumn wind outside the window is gradually picking up, rolling up a leaf and falling, leaving a faint sparse shadow as it passes through the window, and finally falls slowly to the ground, like a sigh and a desire to stay.
Zhang Qingjiu sat in front of the window with his chin propped up, looking at the dark sky outside. He thought that if he had known better, he would not have said those words. Anyway, Cheng Shi would not be so frightened that he ran away, and he could still stay and say a few more words.
.
But...Chu Lan also followed him out.
Zhang Qingjiu sighed and held the flame of the wick out of boredom, hoping to have some fun.
How about...call Feng Zhi in?
Zhang Qingjiu thought to himself, moved his mouth faster, and called out with a smile.
"The wind stopped."
"What are you doing?" Feng Zhi, who was waiting at the door, twitched his mouth. His first reaction when he heard the voice was "Escape quickly if you want to survive." Judging from his long experience, Zhang Qingjiu spoke in such a tone,
Nothing good will come of it.
"Come in and ask you something." Zhang Qingjiu curled his lips, not giving Feng Zhi any chance to refuse, "Chu Lanke said, when he is not around, you will follow my instructions."
Hearing these words, Feng Zhi was instantly confused in the wind.
The scene he once wanted to forget reappeared in his mind:
After Ambassador Cheng finished his report, His Highness the Crown Prince said that he wanted to see the killers, but this man did not mind the excitement and wanted to follow them.
As soon as he said this, he knew that His Royal Highness the Prince in this cell would definitely not let her follow him.
Not to mention the extremely sinister atmosphere and harsh environment there, even what happened in the capital dungeon before, it would be impossible for her to follow him there again.
As expected, His Highness the Crown Prince refused without hesitation.
The result is:
This man was pulling at His Highness's sleeves with a pitiful expression, like an abandoned dog. He couldn't stand it, let alone Cheng Shi trying to run away.
After finally trying to persuade her, she said, "Unless Feng Zhi stays with her, there is no way I can leave her alone."
He really didn't know what to do if he stayed, but now, he did stay.
"What's the matter, Mr. Xiao Zhang? Please give me your instructions." Taking a deep breath, Feng Zhi decided. He was not clear-headed before. From today on, he will be polite to the person in front of him.
He thought, as long as he restrained himself and returned to etiquette, she wouldn't be able to mess around, right?
"Why do you look so reluctant? It's obvious that you want to stay with me." Looking at the person standing seven or eight feet away from him, Zhang Qingjiu sighed quietly, with a tone that sounded like
sad.
Feng Zhi almost went berserk because of these words.
Yes, he took the initiative on his own initiative.
However, in such a situation, if he didn't take the initiative, could he still wait for the Crown Prince to give orders?
If he was so blind, he would really mess up his days.
"My subordinate wants to stay." After adjusting his breathing three times, Feng Zhi finally allowed a smile to appear on his face again.
But no matter how you look at it, it's difficult.
Zhang Qingjiu glanced at him and lowered his eyes, "If you really follow me, that will be trouble."
I was stunned for a moment, and my eyes flashed, "What do you mean by this?"
Zhang Qingjiu didn't even raise his head, and continued to hold the flame with his fingers. His tone was as calm as if he was talking about an insignificant matter: "Then how did the wallet end up on the killer's body? You should be very clear about it, right?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Zhi was startled suddenly and raised his head in disbelief.
With a faint sigh, Zhang Qingjiu's tone sounded a little melancholy, as if he was comforting himself or admonishing others, "What should we do? You should always listen to what your elders say."
The corners of Feng Zhi's mouth moved, and finally he lowered his eyes and stopped talking, clenching his fingers tightly.
Why did that purse appear when there were no clues? It was because he stuffed it into the killer's arms.
"If you want to tell His Highness, just go ahead." With a hint of mockery in his eyes, Feng Zhi turned around and opened the door behind him.
What she thought was a perfect thing turned out to be seen through by her at a glance.
Is this the real reason why she left her behind?
Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows, retracted his hand in boredom, and lazily raised his eyelids, "Why should I tell Chu Lan?"
"You..." Feng Zhi was startled.
"Do you really think Chu Lan can't tell?" Zhang Qingjiu sneered and said word by word: "This is the real reason why you stay."
As soon as these words came out, Feng Zhi was completely stunned on the spot and did not move for a long time.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Qingjiu stopped irritating him and gave him time to digest.
He was angry and impatient. If he really followed, he would probably be exposed.
It would be a bad thing if Commander Cheng discovers it.
Chu Lan also saw through this and decided to let him stay.
After a full quarter of an hour, Feng Zhi smiled bitterly and raised his head: "But, those people are really the killers sent by the Duke of Zhen."
Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to do such a thing.
Zhang Qingjiu nodded, his tone a little more contemptuous, "He was the only one who pulled off this stupid trick, and he really thought he was unaware of it."
The corner of Feng Zhi's mouth moved, thinking that this stupid method almost killed you.
But now, he didn't dare to answer the phone anymore. Even if this idea just appeared in his mind, he immediately didn't dare to think about it further.
"You guys came all the way, but what else happened?" Zhang Qingjiu spoke again when Feng Zhi became silent.
"You...don't you know how to calculate?" Although I told myself not to talk to Zhang Qingjiu again, this long-standing habit cannot be changed in a short while. Fortunately, this tone was at the last moment.
Time is under control.
"I don't count him." Zhang Qingjiu curled his lips, with a hint of depression on his face.
This was also one of her reasons for letting Feng Zhi stay.
Firstly, she agreed to Chu Lan, and secondly, she can't trust Chu Lan now.
But this look in Feng Zhi's eyes meant something else. His eyes flashed, "In order to arrive earlier, we took a detour to Qianzhou."
Chu Lan specifically ordered not to make any noise about this matter, but now that Qianzhou has the courage to send assassins here, is it possible that they still sit back and wait to be killed?
Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes and said, "I understand."
Sure enough, things couldn't be such a coincidence.
Chu Lan's trip was probably within the old man's plan.
Otherwise, how could he have simply returned to a remote place like Qianzhou?
This time he missed it, and he was afraid that the second batch would arrive soon.
Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to take the initiative.
I just don’t know if this Yongzhou incident is indispensable for his handiwork.
However, before that, she had to make another trip to Panshan.
Because she discovered...
At this moment, a "hissing" sound suddenly sounded in the silent room.