Spring Courtyard Forbidden Pet

As soon as he said this, Li Xuan realized that he was a little excited, and added, "Send someone to deliver it or send a message, and I can go and get it."

Ye Zhen lowered her head, not thinking for a moment whether he was being polite or just didn't want her to come.

No matter what, it has nothing to do with her from now on.

Ye Zhen's pretty face was calm, but her dark eyes were like a clear pool, incredibly quiet and peaceful, without even a ripple, making Li Xuan unable to tell what was wrong.

"I should be the one to send you off. I should have waited a whole day, not to mention just a moment." Her eyelashes fluttered. "By coming here rashly, am I disturbing Second Master's business?"

Li Xuan didn't dare to take out the handkerchief to look at it, so he just touched the pattern on it with his fingers. In addition to crane feathers, there was also amulets, and there seemed to be bamboo leaves underneath.

Bamboo brings peace, it is her blessing, right?

Li Xuan's Adam's apple moved several times before he suppressed the turmoil in his heart. Finally someone was willing to give him blessings, and finally someone was thinking about him, making him feel that life was not so painful and sinful, but full of hope.

He imagined Ye Zhen embroidering the handkerchief stitch by stitch. Was she thinking of him the whole time?

Of course it is, so I have to deliver it to him personally and give it to him personally.

"It's nothing. His Majesty gave Fang Jing poisoned wine, I supervised the execution and then performed a simple salvation. It's not a big deal." He looked at Ye Zhen deeply, and the tenderness in his heart was about to overflow.

Ye Zhen couldn't bear it anymore and lowered her head to drink tea to hide her panic.

When she heard that Fang Jing was dead, she couldn't describe the feeling. This person had been looking for trouble with her in both her past and present lives, and she was just fighting back. It was Fang Jing who asked for her own death.

Li Xuan closed the box and said, "I like it very much. Thank you, Miss Second."

Ye Zhen replied indifferently, "As long as Second Master is satisfied."

Li Xuan thought that it was inconvenient here, so she seemed a little cold. Suddenly he remembered something and said seriously, "I have examined Fang Jing's soul. There is no emotional entanglement between her and Feng Ting. She even hates Feng Ting."

Ye Zhen tightened her grip on the teacup and immediately understood what he meant. "Feng Ting's sweetheart is someone else."

"Was it that person who asked him to frame Fang Jing?"

Li Xuan nodded and said, "One more thing. At the Spring Festival Banquet, it was Ye Xue who instigated Fang Jing and Liu An to plot against you, and it was Ye Xue who acted as the contact person."

When he discovered the truth, he had the intention to kill. He never took Ye Xue seriously. The only thing worth remembering about this woman was that night at the Xiaoyan banquet, when she sent Ye Zhen to her room.

Ye Zhen heard this and said, "Ye Xue's methods are not as good as Feng Ting's. Besides, the one who can make Feng Ting willingly cut out his tongue and not hesitate to implicate Prince Yu must be deeply in love with him. It can't be Ye Xue."

Li Xuan thought so too. "Feng Ting bit off the root of his tongue. I tried to lead his soul, but I found that he actually knew the art of shattering souls."

Do you also understand Taoism?

Ye Zhen was a little confused. Feng Ting came here to kill her. Does that mean there was someone from the Taoist sect behind Feng Ting?

Or maybe the person behind him knows something about Taoism.

Li Xuan saw her frowning and immediately regretted telling her this, which made her feel uneasy for no reason. So he pretended to smile contemptuously and said, "There is no Taoist priest in the Great Zhou who dares to make a grudge with me."

"I'm afraid it's a crooked way, don't take it to heart."

"I am responsible for everything."

Ye Zhen raised her eyes, and as expected, she met his warm and gentle eyes, which enveloped her like circles of warm currents.

Unfortunately, she had to use more strength to stop herself from falling further.

But how could she bear to let him go when he was like this?

She didn't even realize until now that she had been calling her Second Master from the beginning to the end, and only called her Imperial Master once or twice when she was extremely angry.

Ye Zhen tightly twisted the handkerchief in her hands, using all her strength to keep her composure, "Thank you, Second Master."

That's it. She was afraid that if she continued to talk, she would be even more reluctant. If there is no result, wouldn't it be better to end it as soon as possible?

Didn’t you suffer enough from liking someone in your previous life?

Li Xu'an told her...

In the past, he had teased and been intimate with her, taking every opportunity to provoke her. Perhaps it was because that night in the attic made him feel like a wanton woman, and he pretended to be nonchalant on the outside, so he was just testing her.

It might be true that their destiny was connected, but Ye Zhen was tempted.

She mustered up a lot of courage in her heart, but remained calm on the surface. "The things have been delivered. I won't bother you anymore. I'll take my leave first."

Li Xuan frowned. Why did he just leave like that?

He wanted to keep the person, but he had no suitable reason. The Pacification Office was not the place to talk, so he said in a hurry, "Tomorrow I will have a casual talk with the Taoist priests of other sects in Nan'an Hall."

Ye Zhen looked over and waited patiently for him to continue.

Li Xuan rubbed his fingers behind his back and said, "Mr. Ye, if you are interested, you can go and have a look."

Ye Zhen pursed her lips, "Okay."

Ye Jinglan will definitely go, and she will follow him if she is worried.

That means I can see her tomorrow too.

"I also want to go back to the Marquis' Mansion. Let's go together."

There was no reason for Ye Zhen to refuse, "Second Master, please."

Li Xuan was holding a box of hand towels, and from time to time he would turn his head and bend over to talk to her. There was a lightness on his face that the Jinyiwei had never seen before, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were raised, which looked very handsome.

So a group of cold-blooded and ruthless Jinyiwei gathered together, analyzed the whole process, and finally came to a conclusion that no one dared to believe.

Jinyiwei Tongzhi Shen Du slapped several people on the back of their heads one by one, "You don't want to live anymore, mumbling about the Imperial Master here."

"Sir Tongzhi, please spare my life."

Several people surrounded Shen Du and begged for mercy.

Shen Du looked at the backs of Li Xuan and Ye Zhen with a puzzled look on his face, but his tone was merciless, "You just made them wait outside for so long. The reason you were not punished by the Imperial Master is that your ancestors have invited all the useful connections. Don't make things difficult for yourself."

Even the ruthless Jinyiwei were afraid of the Taoist magic, and they kept their tails between their legs and dared not say a word. However, there was one fearless person who asked, "Then, from now on, Miss Ye will be invited in directly when she comes?"

Shen Du rolled his eyes at him, "Miss Ye is here to see you too?"

The Jinyiwei stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

*

Li Xuan and Ye Zhen came out of the Pacification Office and happened to see two people carrying Fang Jing's body out. It was covered with a straw mat, and all they could see was her tangled hair that hadn't been washed or combed in who knows how many days.

Thinking of Fang Jing, with her hair full of jewels and jade, bullying her in front of others at the Spring Festival Banquet, Ye Zhen didn't even feel happy at the moment.

Li Xuan stretched out his hand and blocked her eyes with his wide sleeves. The scent of sandalwood covered up the dampness and blood. Ye Zhen subconsciously moved closer to him.

This tiny movement made the teardrops at the corners of Li Xuan'an's eyes rise.

Suddenly, Ye Zhen brushed his arm away and said to the two men, "Wait."

She covered her nose and walked forward, her eyes fixed on a handkerchief sticking out from the straw mat. It was white and embroidered with bamboo patterns, exactly the same as the one found on Feng Ting's body.

Ye Zhen saw that it was not enough and reached out to touch it again. Li Xuan grabbed her arm in a hurry and said, "What are you doing? It's dirty."

Ye Zhen said solemnly, "This material is very similar to the one that Madam Niu had in her hand a few days ago."

Mrs. Niu's hibiscus flower was so colorful that she could tell it was Shu brocade at a glance, but Fang Jing's piece was white and difficult to spot without paying attention.

Mrs. Niu and Niu Xiaobao are still in jail, cursing all day long. Li Xuan ordered that they will be tried again when they can speak normally.

But he remembered that Mrs. Niu said someone instigated it.

Li Xuan'an's expression also changed, but he still held Ye Zhen's arm tightly. He pulled off the handkerchief with his other hand and pulled Ye Zhen away before showing it to her.

Ye Zhen touched it and found it was indeed Shu brocade.

But the timing doesn't match, so the person who instigated Mrs. Niu was not Fang Jing, let alone Mrs. Niu.

Ye Zhen inexplicably felt a chill on her back. She didn't know who was watching her from behind, and adding fuel to the fire at the critical moment. This feeling was really unsettling.

"What's wrong?" Li Xuan asked in a low voice.

Before Ye Zhen could say anything, she heard a heart-wrenching curse coming towards her, "You killed her and won't let her rest in peace! Don't touch my Jing'er!"