Duke Jing's younger sister

Shen Li also had some doubts in her mind, why did Linlang come here?

And...there were three men walking side by side, why was she the only one following Shen Beiqi?

Even though she knew that he was playing a trick on Linlang that night in the paddock, she couldn't stop herself from feeling a little frustrated at the moment.

I had clearly promised Luo Cheng that I would slowly fall in love with him and no longer linger on the past.

But every time she saw other women standing beside him, her heart would be in turmoil and she would feel uneasy.

just like...

The treasure she had treasured for many years was coveted by thieves, and she wished she could dig a cellar with her own hands to hide it, never to see the light of day again.

Indeed, Shen Beiqi was nothing to her, and she couldn't dig a cellar and bury him in it!

She lowered her head, lost in thought, when her slender body was suddenly enveloped by a cool shadow.

It turned out that Shen Beiqi had stood in front of her at some point, and his tall and straight figure just happened to shield her from the scorching sun.

Shen Beiqi glanced at her sunburned face and gently held her hand. There were a few slight bloodstains on her pink and white palm.

It was caused by being scratched by a stone on the grass when he accidentally fell to the ground. The blood has already coagulated and the wound is not deep.

"Why are you always so careless?"

He said in a very low voice that only the two of them could hear, "It's not good to always make people worry about you."

Judging from the tone of his voice, it seems... that he is quite worried?

Shen Li was stunned.

She looked up at the handsome young man in front of her who was shielding her from the sunlight.

He fought with his back to the light, and the sunlight spread out behind him, as if coating him with a layer of golden halo.

He looked normal and spoke in a calm tone.

It sounded like a normal, caring word, but it inexplicably made her feel uncomfortable all over.

"I'm sorry for making you worry, brother." She lowered her head and replied softly.

He looked at her deeply, curled the corners of his lips, and said nothing more.

He turned his back to everyone, took out a gray handkerchief from his bosom, folded it in his hands, and gently tied it around her palm.

"Go back to the arbor."

Shen Li glanced at Luo Cheng who was arguing with Liang Yangrong, "Then he..."

Hearing this, Shen Beiqi's eyes dimmed.

"Go back, he'll be fine."

The argument was still going on over there. Crown Prince Xiao Wenhao naturally knew best what kind of person Liang Yangrong was.

However, at this moment, both sides have no evidence to support their claims, so he cannot easily express his support for either side.

Besides, to be honest, Luo Jue is much more important in his mind than that coward Liang Yangrong.

Although Luo Jue is only a fourth-rank military officer, he has military merits. If Shen Beiqi cannot be won over in the future, finding a way to help Luo Jue get promoted can be another shortcut.

Comparing the two, you can tell at a glance which one is more important.

Not only does Liang Yangrong play no role at all, it is no exaggeration to say that he is a burden.

Xiao Wenhao had a headache from all the noise. He pinched his brows and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Shen Beiqi.

"Mr. Liang San, I heard that you wanted to murder my sister just now?"

Liang Yangrong glanced at Shen Beiqi with disdain in his eyes.

Although the Shen family and the Liang family are both dukes, his father, Duke Liang, is the father-in-law of the emperor. He has never taken a small Shen Beiqi seriously.

Not only that, he also particularly hated Shen Beiqi. He couldn't stand his conceited and arrogant look!

But now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here, he can't be too presumptuous.

He smiled, raised his hands in a pretentious gesture, and didn't even bend his waist.

"Lord Jingguo, you need evidence to say this, otherwise you are framing me with your own mouth. The crime of murder... is not a small one."

Shen Beiqi's lips curled up into a cold smile, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes became more brilliant and handsome in the sun, and he asked, "Who said I don't have evidence?"

Yue Yang trotted over, holding a tiny silver needle in his palm.

Shen Beiqi held it in his palm, the silver needle emitting a chilling glow in the sunlight, "This is the evidence."

"It's just a needle," Liang Yangrong gritted his teeth and refused to admit it. "It can't speak or recognize its owner. How can I prove that it's mine?"

Shen Beiqi glanced at him and said with a half-smile, "Since Mr. Liang San said it's not yours, I naturally believe you. So it seems that I have misunderstood?"

Liang Yangrong nodded immediately, "Of course you misunderstood!"

The young man smiled faintly when he heard this, and a sharp look flashed in his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

When he spoke again, his tone was already a bit colder, "Of course I don't have the ability to make this silver needle speak and recognize who its owner is."

He paused, put away the smile on his lips, and stared at Liang Yangrong, "But if it's someone from the Guard Bureau..."

The Guard Bureau was set up by Emperor Hongyang himself. Ostensibly, it was responsible for investigating some difficult cases for him, but in reality, it was responsible for assassinating some officials whom he could not remove openly.

Whether it's investigating cases or assassinating, the people from the Guard Bureau do an excellent job.

A silver needle may seem speechless, but as long as it has been used by humans, it must have a provenance.

As long as we know the source, why can't we unravel it and follow the clues to find where it goes?

Xiao Wenhao was shocked when he heard this. Could it be that his father had given the position of inspector of the Guard Bureau to Shen Beiqi?

He realized it a little late. No wonder the people he sent to follow Shen Beiqi had mysteriously disappeared recently, and they didn't even know whether they were alive or dead.

Now that he thought about it, only his father's Guard Bureau could easily wipe out the Shadow Guards he had trained, making them disappear without a trace and untraceable.

Liang Yangrong was not as relaxed as before.

He was fearless because the Crown Prince was beside him, but Shen Beiqi was obviously forcing him, and he looked like he was going to report the matter to Emperor Hongyang.

If the matter really needs to be investigated by the Ministry of Guards, it must be reported to the emperor.

If the truth is found out by then, and Shen Beiqi takes the opportunity to ask His Majesty for an explanation, I am afraid he will be in trouble, and his father will also be reprimanded.

Just as Liang Yangrong was hesitating, Shen Beiqi spoke again, but this time he spoke to Luo Cheng,

"I wonder if Second Young Master Luo has witnessed with his own eyes where this silver needle came from?"

Luo Cheng was startled, then reacted instantly, "It was Liang Yangrong's thing. He wanted to kill A'li!"

"Don't spit blood on me!"

Liang Yangrong was so angry that he became angry.

Shen Beiqi glanced at him calmly, "Second Young Master Luo, are you willing to be a witness?"

Luo Cheng nodded and said firmly, "Even if I come before His Majesty, I will keep my words and will never change them!"