If you don't count, you will die

He saw the Hall of Peeping Ji, which was different from the deserted one now, but much more lively.

The lush garden on the third floor is more carefully maintained than it is now, and many flowers and plants are even planted in it. What Shen Mo saw at this time was a flying butterfly, and his sight followed the butterfly back and forth uncontrollably.

This feeling of being unable to control one's own body is no stranger. Is he fascinated?

Chen Hengzhi is still alive and well, so the person he is fascinated by should be... the faceless child hanging in Dijun's study.

"Ye'er, what are you doing?"

Silence followed him, the ecstatic person turned his head, and saw a gentle and beautiful woman, he could feel the uncontrollable joy that surged up in the child's heart when he saw this woman.

"Auntie, look! Little Butterfly!"

The woman came over and patted his head, and said, "Ye'er and Huan'er are angry?"

It turned out that this child was called Ye'er, so who was Huan'er?

I saw the child put his hands on his hips and said angrily: "Auntie, I don't want to talk to him! He even hung the kite my aunt made for me on the tree!"

The woman seemed to find it very amused, and teased the child softly: "Really? The aunt will punish him, okay?"

Only then did the child calm down a little, and he asked in a big way: "Okay! Then how will Auntie punish him?"

The woman frowned slightly as if she was thinking, and said after a while, "Why don't you put him in confinement, make him not eat or drink for several days, and be so hungry that he can't stand up, and then beat him hard! How about this?"

The child's mood went from being impatient at the beginning to becoming anxious after listening to it. His small body rushed over, gently held the woman's hand and said, "Auntie... I'm not angry anymore! I really am not angry anymore! Don't give up Don’t beat brother while he’s eating, okay?”

The woman thought it was funny, bent down and picked him up: "Aren't you angry now?"

The child shook his head desperately, for fear that the woman would not believe it.

At this time, a young male voice called from behind.

"Ye'er, do you see what I brought you here?"

Mo Mo followed the child and turned his head. He could feel the surprise in the child's heart. He turned around and saw a boy about eleven or twelve years old standing behind him, holding a huge and beautiful kite, swinging towards the child.

The child struggled and jumped out of the woman's arms immediately, and rushed towards the boy like a bird, "What a big kite!"

The boy squatted down when he rushed in front of him, stretched out his hand to pinch his face, and showed him the kite in his hand: "Look, isn't it prettier than the one made by mother? I made it!"

The child stared intently at the exquisite kite in the boy's hand, and asked crisply, "Brother Huan, is this for me?"

The boy named Zhao Huan seemed to be hesitant: "Well...Look at your performance, I just heard that you want to punish me?"

The child immediately leaned on Zhao Huan, raising his hands to touch the kite: "No, I won't punish brother Huan! Who made brother Huan so bad that he hung my kite on a tree!"

Mo Mo looked at the immature young man in front of him through the eyes of a child, the corners of his lips slightly hooked, his dark eyes, although he was still childish, there was a hint of his future splendor, this child looked very similar to Lin Mu.

Could this be Lin Mu when she was eleven or twelve years old?

No, no, this person is obviously called Huan'er.

Mo Mo stared at the young man's face, watching with a good eye, at this moment the young man finally teased the child enough, and stretched out his hand to hand over the kite.

The child was overjoyed and stretched out his hands to take it. Just as he touched the corner of the kite, the picture changed the next moment.

The beautiful and huge kite that was still in front of Shen Mo just now was broken and thrown on the ground, and one foot crushed it hard.

Shen Mo lay on the ground, with bursts of pain coming from all over his body. He looked at the destroyed kite in front of him and couldn't react for a while.

Before he could think about it silently, he felt his scalp tighten, and then he was pulled by his hair and forced to look up, and an angry, distorted face full of pleasure appeared in front of him.

"Little bastard, if I can't fix Zhao Huan, I can't fix you!"

"Come here, take this offal with me!"

As soon as the words fell, a strong guard came over and twisted Shen Mo's small arms and legs, and dragged them out.

Mo Mo endured waves of pain in her body, and looked at the beautifully dressed woman walking in front, at this moment, the tassels on her head were flickering with her steps.

This woman's face is exquisitely made up and luxuriously dressed. Although her face is a little younger, it hasn't changed much. She is the former queen.

He once had a fascination with the former queen by chance, and experienced the death penalty of being amputated by the emperor. At that time, in the bronze mirror of the queen's bedroom, although the face he saw was stained with blood and twisted, he could still recognize it. The person in front is the former queen.

What is the relationship between the former empress...and this child?

Soon Shen Mo was dragged into a messy and dirty hut. At this time, his hands and feet were small, and his body had long been unable to move due to pain, but he kept muttering to himself: "Aunt...Brother Huan... "

When the former queen heard this, the embroidered shoes with gold thread borders and flowers embroidered kicked the child fiercely on the stomach, on the arms and on the back. The embroidered shoes were soon stained with the blood foam spit out by the child, and the flowers on them turned redder.

The gradually silent consciousness gradually drifted away, and then he opened his eyes and returned to his own body.

He couldn't help but move Hao Su's hand. The pain all over his body was obviously gone, but he still felt a slight pain in his limbs. This feeling was very strange, even At that time, the ex-queen in ecstasy, the heart-piercing pain after being severed, also dissipated when he left ecstasy. Why did he still feel the pain in his body at this time, or was it just a psychological effect?

Thinking of the ferocious and distorted expression on the former queen's delicate and beautiful face, that child is so small, why bother to let an adult target him so far?

Nowhere in this grand imperial palace is really clean.

And what is the identity of Zhao Huan and Tong Tong's aunt?What does it have to do with this temple of peeping poles?

Zhao Huan...why does he look so much like Lin Mu?

Silent for a moment, unable to take back his wandering thoughts, he sat at the table and became dazed.

"What are you thinking about?"

He was suddenly interrupted, startled in silence, he clenched Hao Su's body subconsciously tense, and immediately looked over, only to see Lin Mu who hadn't seen him for a long time was turning over from the wooden window.

Shen Mo relaxed his whole body, watching Lin Mu's lips slightly hooked unconsciously: "I'm thinking of you."

Lin Mu walked over with a food box, seeing him like this, couldn't help teasing him: "Are you so happy to see me?"

Silently, he touched the corners of his raised lips, which pressed down, and then he couldn't help but raise them again. Forget it, he put down his hands, and looked at Lin Mu with his eyes intently. Happy, just because of Lin Mu's appearance.

Lin Mu opened the food box to show him, "I promised you to take you to the Yuezhulou for a good meal when you recovered, but now I bring you the food from the Yuezhulou, isn't it a broken promise?"

Shaking his head silently, "It doesn't count."

Lin Mu smiled lightly, set out a few dishes, and then ate with Shen Mo. The two chatted about trivial matters while eating. Now that he and Lin Mu got along more and more naturally, the two of them could also sit down and chat about nothing. Useless trifles.

After eating, Shen Mo kept staring at Lin Mu.

Lin Mu held the teacup, and Ba Feng watched silently.

After a long time, the silence seemed to be enough. He sighed lightly and asked, "Lin Mu, do you know Zhao Huan?"

Lin Mu paused while drinking tea, and then shot his eyes coldly, those eyes seemed to be icy with thousands of years of ice, the piercing silence trembled all over, Lin Mu had never looked at him like this before.

"What do you know?"

Such a cold gaze made Shen Mo uncomfortable, his heart was locked tightly by Lin Mu's gaze, it was an indescribably sour feeling.

He pursed his lips, subconsciously concealed the truth, and tentatively said, "I just heard this name by chance..."

Lin Mu put down the teacup, came over and pinched Shen Mo's chin, forcing him to look up and look at him with probing eyes, searching Shen Mo's face little by little, "Silent, remember, there are some things, don't be too serious. curious."

The distance between the two was extremely close, and their breaths almost blended together, but at this moment, Silence's heart didn't beat as fast as before unconsciously.

Even though it was such a short distance, it felt strange again.

He looked at Lin Mu who was close at hand, looked at his deep pool-like eyes, his lips were tightly pressed, and he couldn't say anything.

Lin Mu took another deep look at Shen Mo, then let go, turned around and strode away.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, but when they met again, they broke up unhappy.

Sitting silently, looking at the wide-open palace door, he was in a daze for a long time. After a while, he stretched out his hand and pressed his heart. This heart was gradually getting out of his own control. Before he realized it, he was so happy. Unselfish sadness.

That night, Shen Mo took Chen Hengzhi's birthday horoscope to divination again, but because of his unstable mood, he never succeeded, and he couldn't even calculate an ordinary birthday divination.

Therefore, the divination for Chen Hengzhi was delayed, and since the unhappiness broke up that day, Lin Mu disappeared again.

It wasn't until the death of a student in Xuezitang that Silence seemed to gradually recover from the unhappiness that day, and two days had passed by this time.

This time without being summoned by the emperor, Mo Mo hurried to Xuezitang himself, he couldn't be so depressed anymore, he wanted to find something to do.

He rushed all the way to the Xuezi Hall, and saw that the Xuezi Hall, which was still laughing and laughing a few days ago, was now heavily guarded by the guards of the Law Enforcement Hall, and no one was allowed to enter or leave at will.

Su Yuanhuan was standing in front of the student hall, he seemed extremely happy to see Shen Mo, and raised his hand at him, "Little blind man, come here!"

Shen Mo walked over, stood with him in front of the student hall, and looked inside.

At this time, some disciples from the law enforcement hall were carrying the dead student out together. The student was stabbed in a mess, but it was not Chen Hengzhi. Silence frowned slightly: "Has the body been inspected?"

Su Yuanhuan yawned and said with a smile, "Little blind man, you are late this time, this matter has been settled."

Silence asked: "Solution? Didn't it just happen?"

Su Yuanhuan: "Yeah, it happened just now, but it was too blatant. Almost everyone in Xuezitang saw the scene when the student was killed. It seemed that after a verbal dispute, one person got angry and stabbed the other randomly. Stab."

Silence: "Is it that simple?"

Su Yuan laughed happily: "Why, do you think that all murders are as complicated as the few cases you have investigated before? Besides...as far as I know, the emperor has not entrusted you with this matter, why did you come here by yourself? Are you addicted to investigating cases? You are a national teacher, and investigating cases is the duty of our Law Enforcement Hall."

Silently pretending to be inaudible, he asked, "Who is the murderer?"

Su Yuanhuan said: "It seems to be called Lin Liang or Lin Lang?"

Nodding silently, it wasn't Chen Hengzhi either, it seems that this matter should have nothing to do with Chen Hengzhi.