The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

Ji Yan stood up happily, lifted the hem of her pink skirt embroidered with large flowers, and ran to sit beside Chu Bainiao.

She was very reserved and didn't approach immediately, but tilted her head to look at her, "Sister, why didn't you look at me just now?"

The voice was soft and low, "Are you afraid to look at me?"

Chu Bainiao coughed twice, then smiled and said, "Why are you afraid to look at Xiao Yan?"

Ji Yan looked at her slightly red ears with a cold gaze, and said faintly, "Sister, you wouldn't let Xiao Yan sit next to you when she wasn't wearing a skirt."

"The tips of your ears won't turn red either."

"Hmm?" Chu Bainiao subconsciously reached out to touch her ears, and her fingertips really touched something hot.

"Sister, you really like women, right?"

Ji Yan stared at the red tip of his ear and spoke with gritted teeth.

"No!" Chu Bainiao subconsciously retorted and turned her head to face Ji Yan's tearful eyes, and coaxed him distressedly, "I really don't like women."

She bent her slender fingers and wiped the tears from her brother's eyes, "I think Xiao Yan is good-looking."

Ji Yan could no longer suppress the dark desires that kept emerging in his heart. He tentatively grabbed the hand on the side of his face, and when he saw that Chu Bainiao did not resist, he slowly took that hand and placed it on his lips.

Ji Yan tried hard to restrain himself after kissing four slender fingers as he wished.

Don't lick, don't lick, don't lick...

Chu Bainiao felt the soft and elastic touch of her senior brother's lips on her fingers, and she stretched out her fingers in response. Then she saw that pair of beautiful eyes looking at her intently, and she felt hot in her head and she couldn't help but step back a long way.

Seeing the other person's innocent look, Ji Yan slowly smiled, and even the haze in his heart dissipated.

Forget it, just wait.

"Sister?" He tilted his head. "What's wrong with you?"

Chu Bai Niao sat back in a somewhat embarrassed manner, staring at the table full of food and changing the subject: "Eat, eat."

It's really strange. In the past, when she didn't know how her senior brother felt about her, she always thought that no matter what he did, he must have his reasons.

But now...

Chu Bainiao couldn't help but clench her chopsticks.

Ji Yan smiled faintly without saying a word. His burning gaze, without the veil to conceal it, seemed to be able to burn through people.

At night, two servants came to Chu Bainiao's room to report the clues they had found.

Chu Bainiao looked at the map of Chu State under the candlelight. They had been traveling for a month and were about half a month away from their destination, Fu County.

Two attendants picked up pens and wrote on paper. Chu Bainiao took the paper and glanced at it.

"There were no missing persons notices in the city, and everything seemed calm, but there were no children out on the streets, and only a few men were walking around wearing veils."

Chu Bainiao put the paper he had read on the candle flame and lit it.

He picked up the pen and wrote, "Have you found any trace of Xiyu Tower?"

The attendant replied, "No, but Xiyu Tower seemed to know that we were here, and left traces on the road, indicating that we should go west."

Chu Bainiao burned the paper and said softly, "Go out."

The two attendants stood up and left.

She released a stream of Qi to extinguish the candle, then sat at the table and closed her eyes to rest.

At one o'clock in the morning, she took out a mask and put it on her face, gently pushed open the window, reached out and grabbed the beam extending from the window, and closed the window with her body suspended in mid-air.

He exerted a little force with his arms, and his body floated up nimbly and lightly, landing on the roof.

She tiptoed lightly, and flew quickly through the night as light as a swallow, so fast that only a blurry afterimage could be seen by the naked eye.

Chu Bainiao rushed towards the county magistrate's mansion with a strong purpose.

Avoiding the patrolling palace soldiers, he searched all the way there, climbed through the window easily, pinched open the mouth of the sleeping man on the bed, threw a knockout drug in, and then Chu Bainiao woke up the magistrate.

In the dim room, her eyes were strange and mysterious, but after a glance at each other, the magistrate became confused and dazed.

Chu Bainiao's lips twitched slightly, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito. "Did you participate in human trafficking?"

The magistrate said in an equally small voice, "I participated."

"Who are your superiors? Who are your subordinates? Write down all the people you know and give them to me."

The magistrate got up from the bed, fumbled for his writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone in the dark, and began to write in the dim light coming in from the window.

Chu Bainiao stood beside her, looking down at her, "What's going on in Fu County?"

The magistrate replied as he wrote: "I don't know either. The governor is very secretive about this. I think there must be something extraordinary over there."

Chu Bainiao used the light to see the four big characters "Chen Dong Taishou" written on the first row of the paper.

"But is there any evidence?"

The magistrate put down his brush, held up the paper covered with words with both hands, and respectfully presented it to Chu Bainiao, "The evidence is in my secret room."

Chu Bai Niao took the paper with the wet ink and said softly, "Send someone to deliver the evidence to XX private room of XX restaurant at 9:00 tomorrow. Pack up the ink and paper and forget what happened tonight."

The county magistrate leaned forward and said, "I understand."

Chu Bainiao carefully folded the somewhat dry paper, put it in his arms, then climbed out the window and left.

A safe journey back to the room.

The next day, after breakfast, the two attendants dispersed as usual to inquire about the news. Chu Bainiao took his senior brother to sit in the private room that had been booked in advance and watched the opera singing under the window.

At 9 o'clock, there was a knock on the door, and Chu Bainiao said, "Come in."

A well-dressed maid came in holding a black box, "Sir, this is something sent by my master."

Ji Yan stood up and took the box, and the maid bowed and left.

Ji Yan put the box on the table, poked it curiously, tilted his head and asked, "Sister, what's in the box?"

Chu Bainiao hummed, picked up the melon seeds that her senior brother had peeled for her with her fingertips and threw them into her mouth, "It's evidence."

Ji Yan's eyes widened slightly, "Is this evidence of that?"

The prince did not hide anything from him, so he knew what the prince was investigating.

Chu Bainiao nodded.

Ji Yan's eyes glowed with strange colors. He stared at the black box and said, "Your Majesty, you are amazing. You found it so quickly!"

Chu Bainiao poured all the melon seeds into his mouth, sat up straight, opened the box, looked through the account books and other evidence inside, then took out the "Death Note" written by the county magistrate from his arms and put it into the box.

A moment later, a peddler-like guard bowed and nodded outside the private room, saying, "Dear guest, dear guest, the cakes you ordered are here."

Without Chu Bainiao opening her mouth, Ji Yan called out, "Come in."

The secret guard carried the goods into the house, placed the cakes on the table one by one, and put the black box into the goods.

At Chu Bainiao's signal, Ji Yan took out some silver from his pocket and threw it to him, "This is a reward for you."

The secret guard took it with a smile and said, "Thank you for the reward, honored guest. Thank you for the reward, honored guest. Please come often."

Then he opened the door and left, carrying the load of goods.

Ji Yan excitedly threw himself on Chu Bainiao and rubbed his head against her gently, his eyes showing admiration and love without hiding it: "Sister! You are so great and amazing!"

The senior brother dressed as a woman was extremely beautiful, and even his voice became sweet. She could hardly bear the sight of him acting so coquettishly.