The Killer's Cleansing Manual

Lin Shanjuan patted her arm: "Are you still listening? I know a lot more."

Qi Zhaomian was quiet for a few seconds, and Lin Shanjuan thought she was asleep. Suddenly, she whispered a word: "Listen."

Lin Shanjuan couldn't help laughing again. She felt like she was coaxing a child, clapping and singing helplessly.

She didn't realize that by doing this she had moved the bottom line hundreds of miles away, nor did she think about why she was so sleepy but still enjoyed hearing the "singing".

It's not that she didn't have a reason for herself, for example: the sponsor couldn't sleep, and as a little bird, of course I had to help him solve the problem.

But when she talks about Xiao Que, she realizes that she is not the only one, but one of many.

The thought would spoil her mood, so she would no longer use this excuse to convince herself.

perhaps……

Whatever, I just wanted to hold her and sing to her to put her to sleep. I wanted to do this, so what? What excuse could I make?

The night was quiet, with the sound of the wind coming and going. Qi Zhaomian was drowsy in a completely different melody, until finally she found the most comfortable position in Lin Shanjuan's arms. Listening to Lin Shanjuan's intermittent singing, they both fell asleep at the same time.

Before falling asleep, Qi Zhaomian was still drowsily thinking - could it be that Lin Shanjuan didn't like sleeping like this? Otherwise, why would he always want to sleep in a separate room?

But actually?

Lin Shanjuan likes it very much.

She loved the feeling of being filled in his arms, as if her soul had found a place to rest, or as if a shaky tree had found support.

Sleep well tonight.

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After the Spring Festival, Lin Shanjuan once again started his life going back and forth between the Qingzheng Division and the Princess's Mansion.

They maintained an absolute tacit understanding in the mansion, and pretended to be at odds when there were people around, perfectly portraying a couple who appeared to be in harmony but were actually at odds with each other.

But because of this, the two officially started sleeping in separate rooms. The tenderness on New Year's Eve did not last long. It seemed like just a peaceful dream, leaving no trace when they woke up.

Fortunately, the Spring Examination was approaching and there were many things to do, which appropriately distracted Qi Zhaomian's attention. After a whole day of fatigue, she could barely fall asleep after nightfall.

Since the Zhao Xuan case, the Qingzhengsi has returned to silence and has returned to the days of being surrounded by official documents such as "the back and forth between the mistress and the concubine".

Generally, these official documents were handled by Lu Feng. Although he was only in his thirties, he was very skillful in handling quarrels between these women. They were generally willing to ask him to mediate, which made it seem that Lin Shanjuan had nothing to do.

It was another sunny day. Lin Shanjuan sat in the main seat, staring at Qi Zhen and Bai Shu who were standing below him. The atmosphere was so quiet that it seemed to be frozen. Half of the three of them were bored to death.

Out of boredom, Lin Shanjuan suddenly felt that Bai Shu's appearance looked very familiar, so he sat up straight and stared at him.

Bai Shu was so frightened by the look on his face: "Boss...you...you..."

Like who?

Oh!

Lin Shanjuan suddenly had an idea and started to write and draw. After a long time, he handed the drawing to Bai Shu:

"Go, take this and find a carpenter to carve the same pattern on wooden tablets half the size of a folding paper. Fifty-four tablets, not a single one can be wrong."

Bai Shu didn't understand what he meant, so he responded and ran downstairs to look for it.

Lin Shanjuan chuckled - who does he look like?

Like the Jack in playing cards.

In just three days, the carpenter came back with two sets of fifty-four wooden playing cards to report his work, and happily took the money and left.

Lin Shanjuan opened it excitedly and took a look. Sure enough, there was no difference at all. The worker's carving skills were also superb. The edges of the wooden sign were polished very smoothly and felt good to the touch!

The only drawback is that it is too thick and heavy.

Even if there were only ten cards, one hand couldn't hold them all, so Lin Shanjuan only taught them how to play Landlord. The three of them used wooden boards to cover their cards and placed them on the table to play.

Qi Zhen and Bai Shu were also quite smart. After Lin Shanjuan taught them a few times, they understood what he meant. The three of them then began to officially "stick notes".

On the first day, no one paid any attention.

The next day, some people were curious and watched

On the third day, start learning

Day ...

"Lin Si, can you lend us another deck of cards to play with?"

Day 5: "Mr. Lin, could you lend us that blueprint so we can make another one?"

Within half a month, all the idle officials of the Qingzhengsi, except those on duty, had thrown themselves into this new activity.

Lin Shanjuan’s greatest daily pleasure is watching his subordinates put up notes one after another, but they are not convinced and shout “one more”, and then fight for another note for themselves.

After Ye Xi finished dealing with military affairs, he had been thinking about inviting Lin Shanjuan out for dinner and asking about how her wound was healing.

She first sent someone to the princess's mansion to deliver a visiting card, but heard that Lin Shanjuan had not returned from the Qingzheng Division for several days, so she had no choice but to come to the Qingzheng Division in person to find him.

That’s right, Lin Shanjuan was having so much fun that he didn’t want to leave.

Now that the selection of the martial arts champion is imminent, as the chief examiner, Ye Lang, who has been doing nothing all day, finally has to do some serious work. He has no time to stay at home, which makes Ye Xi feel more at ease.

She rode across Central Street and stopped in front of the Qingzhengsi half an hour later.

The gate of the Qingzhengsi is still solemn and dignified. The two stone lions at the door are lifelike, the gate is dark black, and the plaque above it is inscribed with the emperor's calligraphy.

The officer at the door saw her dismount and took a step forward, his attitude stern but not overbearing.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xi explained her purpose: "I am Ye Xi, Princess of Annan. I have something to ask Lin Si. Please inform him."

The guards knew Princess Annan, a heroine on the battlefield and the right-hand man of General Zhenbei, and admiration immediately appeared in their eyes.

"Please wait a moment. I will go and inform you."

Lin Shanjuan, Bai Shu and Qi Zhen were fighting fiercely. A group of people gathered around to watch the fight. Seven or eight brains combined to help Bai Shu, a single-celled idiot, to make his moves.

The guard struggled to squeeze in and whispered something about Ye Xi into Lin Shanjuan's ear. The environment was too noisy, so Lin Shanjuan only heard "I want to see you" but not who it was. He waved his hand and said:

"It's okay, come in."

The guard responded and stood up and went out, "Princess, please, Lin Si is in the discussion room at the end, turn right."

Ye Xi smiled slightly and walked inside.

The closer she got, the more she heard a group of people arguing. The noise became clearer as she walked closer, and it was incompatible with the serious and quiet atmosphere of the Qingzhengsi.

Ye Xi frowned. She turned the corner and knocked on the door, but no one answered. Instead, there was a lot of noise.

Ye Xi had no choice but to push the door open and walk in. The scene before her stunned her: