The willow leaves are slowly

Ah Cheng nodded and said, "Miss Liu, these were all arranged by the young master. Even this small table was made by the young master himself."

"The master ordered not to tell the young lady. I hope the young lady will keep it a secret for me."

"Ye Hansheng is such a proud and arrogant guy." Liu Qingyin thought.

Then she raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Okay! Keep it a secret!"

Ye Hansheng was conscientiously tempering the silver needle, while Bufeng and Zhuiying were reporting the situation on the side.

Zhui Ying said, "I took Pan Zi'an and Zhao Yunyi to identify the bodies of the human pig case, took notes, and detained them separately. The file briefing has been sorted out."

Bufeng reported: "Miao Shan has been detained. She refused to detoxify herself and only wanted to die. She said nothing."

Ye Hansheng nodded slightly, "Miao Shan won't die for the time being, the most urgent task is to suppress Liu Qingyin's poison first."

Zhuiying, first go and sort out the briefing report on the Liu Tong case heard by Jingzhao Yinfu, and then make a summary. "

"Bufeng, how is the letter to Liuyun?"

"As soon as you gave the order, I delivered the letter!" Bufeng replied with a bow.

"Okay, you will help Zhuiying summarize the briefing."

"Yes!" Bufeng and Zhuiying left the room.

Ye Hansheng came to Liu Qingyin's room with a silver needle, ready to give her acupuncture. Liu Qingyin looked at the long and thin silver needle and her heart trembled.

"Sheng... Shengsheng, can we not have acupuncture? I'm afraid of needles. I'm scared." Liu Qingyin hid in the corner of the couch, hugging her legs.

"Acupuncture doesn't hurt." Ye Hansheng moved a chair and sat next to the bed.

"No, I can't see this needle." Liu Qingyin buried her head in the quilt.

Ye Hansheng stood up and patted her head gently, saying, "I have a way to ensure that you won't be afraid."

"Really?" Liu Qingyin felt sore all over and felt very uncomfortable.

Ye Hansheng nodded: "Really!"

He gently helped Liu Qingyin to the edge of the bed and gently tidied her hair. The sunlight shone on Ye Hansheng's body, coating his angular features with a layer of golden softness.

Liu Qingyin looked at him as if she was looking at a freehand painting. Ye Hansheng curled the corners of his lips slightly and held Liu Qingyin in his arms with one hand.

Liu Qingyin was a little surprised and subconsciously wanted to get up.

"Be good, don't move."

This voice was full of temptation to Liu Qingyin. She leaned her face against Ye Hansheng's chest, clearly heard his pounding heartbeat, and smelled the warm citrus scent.

"Ayin?" Ye Hansheng said softly.

"Ok?"

Liu Qingyin felt her heartbeat was unstable, not sure if it was because of the poison, the needle, or... because of the person in front of her.

"How about I tell you a story?"

“Okay…Okay.”

Ye Hansheng spoke slowly while performing acupuncture: "Once upon a time, there was a little boy who was fostered in his uncle's home since he was young. As far as he can remember, he has been waiting every day for his parents to come and pick him up."

"Although his uncle and aunt were very kind to him, it was not enough to offset his longing for his parents. Whenever the children from his uncle's family ran and jumped around their parents, the little boy was very envious."

"He asked his uncle many times why he couldn't live with his parents, and his uncle gave the same answer every time. He said that your parents do important things and can't take good care of you."

"Won't the little boy's parents come to see her?" Liu Qingyin asked softly.

"Yes, he only comes once in a long time. His father always sends him a lot of toys, and his mother sends him books and clothes. Every time his parents come to see him, he behaves very well, and doesn't cry or make a fuss, just to reassure his parents."

"Finally one day, the little boy couldn't bear it anymore. When his mother was about to leave, he cried loudly, knelt on the ground, hugged his mother's legs, and begged his mother to take him away."

"Did his mother agree?"

"No, his mother gently squatted down, helped the little boy up, wiped away his tears and snot, touched his head, and said, 'When you grow up a little bit, your mother will come to pick you up.'"

"After that, the mother gave the little boy an orange. The little boy held the orange and cried as he watched his mother's back getting farther and farther away. Only when he could no longer see her did he agree to go back with his uncle."

"From then on, the little boy fell in love with the smell of citrus, which represented his mother. He didn't expect that this farewell to his mother would be a farewell forever."

Liu Qingyin's heart skipped a beat: "His mother is dead?"

"The little boy's parents were both dead, killed in a massacre. When he saw his parents again, they were lying in a cold coffin. No one told him what a tragic assassination it was."

"The little boy left his uncle and aunt from then on, came to where his parents were, and began to track down the truth. He studied hard and practiced hard. In order to track down the truth, he went through the most rigorous training day after day, year after year."

"For the truth, for clues, he is willing to pay any price."

"Perhaps the boy's parents did not want him to seek revenge, but only wanted him to live a safe and healthy life. Otherwise, they would not have sent him to live with his uncle in the first place."

"Yes, but the hatred is irreconcilable. How can I sleep peacefully without revenge?"

"Did he find out the truth?"

......

"The acupuncture is over. Do you feel better, Ayin?" Ye Hansheng said with a smile.

Liu Qingyin felt a lot more relaxed. The sunlight shone on her hair, warm and comfortable. She closed her eyes, buried her head in Ye Hansheng's arms, and smelled the warm citrus scent.

She felt an unprecedented sense of security. After living in this era for so long, she felt peaceful and comfortable at this moment.

"The little boy later met a little girl, and he became good friends with the little girl. The little girl will always be with him and help him find the truth!" Liu Qingyin said softly.

"Sister! Sister, bring the clothes!" Xiaoyue hurriedly pushed open the door with a "bang" and saw Liu Qingyin and Ye Hansheng hugging each other...

Her face suddenly turned red, and she quickly turned her back, "I'm... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sister. Xiaoyue didn't mean it. Xiaoyue will leave now!"

Liu Qingyin jumped away instantly, coughed twice, and adjusted her hair. "No, no, it's broad daylight, don't get me wrong, just give me the clothes."

She glanced at Ye Hansheng, then immediately looked away and whispered, "Shengsheng, go out first. I have to change my clothes."

Ye Hansheng collected the silver needle in an orderly manner, rolled it up, and walked out of the room slowly. When he reached the door, he said, "In the Shadow Pavilion, you must knock before entering!"

The powerful aura and overwhelming sense of oppression made Xiaoyue dare not look directly into his eyes.

"Yes... yes." Xiaoyue lowered her head until Ye Hansheng left.

Xiaoyue let out a long sigh, quickly closed the door, and ran to the couch with her clothes in her arms. Liu Qingyin was about to say something, but Xiaoyue spoke first, "Sister, I'm sorry. I'll knock on the door next time."

"it's okay no problem."

"Sister, you and Mr. Ye..." Xiaoyue raised her eyebrows with a smile.

Liu Qingyin explained: "You misunderstood, he...he was giving me acupuncture, and I was a little scared, so..."

"Oh, sister~", Xiaoyue raised an eyebrow, "No need to explain, I understand."

"What do you know..." Liu Qingyin was about to continue explaining when Xiaoyue interrupted her, "Come, I'll help you change your clothes."

After washing up, Liu Qingyin finally looked better. "Sister looks much better."

"Well, Shengsheng's acupuncture is really effective. Xiaoyue, you rest here. I'll go check on the progress of the case. We'll go home together later."

"Sister, I'd better go with you."

"No need. The case is confidential and cannot be revealed to other people. You are timid, what if you get scared again? Just rest and wait for me." Liu Qingyin said with a smile.

She walked through the corridor and went to Moying Garden to find Ye Hansheng, only to see Ye Hansheng writing something with a pen.

"Shengsheng, how is the case going?"

"Ayin should have a good rest and not walk too much." Ye Hansheng stopped writing and said to him.

"It's okay. I feel much better. This case is complicated and there is still a lot of work to be done. How can you handle it by yourself?"

Ye Hansheng smiled: "Acheng, tell Ayin about the progress."

Ah Cheng told Liu Qingyin about the events related to Miaoshan Hall. Liu Qingyin was shocked. "Miaoshan, who is known as the living Bodhisattva, and Miaoshan Hall, which is famous in the capital, actually did such a thing!"

At this time, Bufeng came to ask for an audience and reported: "Sir, Mr. Zhang's driver poisoned him, causing Zhang to have a seizure on the spot. The coroner has controlled it in time, but Zhang is not in good condition. The driver has been arrested."

"Mr. Zhang's coachman poisoned him?" Liu Qingyin said in surprise.

Bufeng nodded: "Yes, Miss Liu!"

Ye Hansheng put down his pen and said to Liu Qingyin, "Let's go, first go meet the driver, then go meet Zhao Yunyi and Pan Zian. Today is really busy."

"Yes, oh, by the way, Shengsheng, how is Taoist Qingfang?"

"For the time being, we have placed him at the post station near the Shadow Pavilion. After the case is closed, he will be asked to pick him up."

"Yeah! And, my poison..." Liu Qingyin hesitated, "I won't die, right...?"

"Don't worry, I will never let anything happen to Ayin!" Ye Hansheng looked at her and said firmly.

Liu Qingyin smiled: "I don't know why, but I just believe you inexplicably."

Ye Hansheng was slightly startled, then smiled and said: "That... maybe it's because... I disguised myself well..."