Chapter 182: Rainy night
Chapter 182 Murder in the rainy night
The next moment, I saw the young man put away the letter, got up and walked to the bookcase on the side, took out a mechanism box from the cabinet, and opened it skillfully.
A neatly folded handkerchief and a tendril hairpin are placed in the box.
Seeing the boy put the letter in, Yuan couldn't help being surprised again.
This organ box was specially made by a master craftsman by the prince. It has a complex material and special organs. It is specially used for the son to hold important things-the son has always burned the letter after reading it. How can I keep this letter now? Put it in the trolley box?
But the master is not the one who should be spied on when doing things.
A Yuan honestly retracted his sight.
Wu Chao also put the ginkgo leaf in the box.
Subconsciously wanted to put the Tianmu Feather in, but halfway through the action, it still felt unnecessary and a little weird, so he just threw it in the cabinet.
This feather is really nothing unusual. If it weren't for Xu Mingyi's intention, it shouldn't even stay in the bookcase.
After putting away the box, Wu Chao told A Yuan who was guarding outside: "Get pen and ink."
A Yuan responded quickly.
knew in his heart that the son was going to write a reply.
He brought the paper and pen, and after finishing the ink, there was no need for Wu Chao to speak, A Yuan retired with interest.
This defensive, it is more than half an hour.
A Yuan glanced at the dark sky outside—without a doubt, this was the most daunting thing he had ever seen the son did in his life.
"Send the letter to Suijiang, find someone who is credible, and send it to the capital as soon as possible. Remember, it must be handed over to Xiaowu of Xuesheng Teahouse."
Wu Chao came out from the inside and handed the letterhead sealed with lacquer to Xiao Si.
"Yes."
The rain outside had stopped, and Yuan immediately went to Suijiang.
On the way, he couldn't help squeezing the thickness of the envelope.
Is this a letter or a notebook......
No wonder he heard that the son had even scratched his ink in the middle.
Even though the envelope didn’t say who it was for, she instinctively told A-Yuan that her son is so abnormal, he probably has a sweetheart!
This recognition made Xiao Si a little excited.
So when he saw Suijiang, he asked tentatively.
Suijiang shook his head.
"You haven't heard anything in Beijing?" A Yuan asked unwillingly.
"How many days did I stay in Beijing?" Suijiang asked rhetorically.
A Yuan thinks about it too.
Suijiang seemed to have just entered Beijing, so he was sent by the son to investigate the whereabouts of Suishan——
Thinking about this, Madoka asked sternly: "Can you trace Suishan's whereabouts recently?"
Previously, Sui Jiang brought the bald, but somewhat capable Mr. Fang, vaguely found the trace of Sui Shan still alive.
"Recently, the son asked me to withdraw the spies from various places, and did not stare at it anymore."
Ayuan was taken aback.
Finally got a clue, why didn’t you stare at it?
According to his understanding of the son, there must be only one possibility: "The son has other plans?"
After all, Sui Shan is extremely vigilant and can hide well, so the son Xu has other preparations.
"It should be." Sui Jiang said, "But the son never said clearly, nor did he tell me to wait."
A Yuan sighed slightly: "If Sui Shan is really alive, for the betrayal of the son, it will definitely be difficult to trust the people around him in the future..."
It's not just them.
This time, even the members of the clan kept it secret.
On the discovery of the trails of Suishan, the son never told anyone in the clan, even the prince, to prevent the wind from leaking.
The incident encountered on the way to Beijing, but almost killed the son, who is behind the scenes, has not yet been able to ascertain——
But if Suishan can be captured alive, the truth will be revealed at that time.
The son has always had his own plan to do things, and the more calmly and without any action at the moment, the more people think that he must have an idea after thinking about it.
When A Yuan returned to the courtyard, she saw her son eating supper.
"Put another bowl." Wu Zhao put down the empty bowl and ordered.
Xiao Xiu soon brought a bowl full of fragrant rice.
The son has eaten three bowls of rice...
But these dishes are not too different from the usual ones, how can they make the son’s appetite so good?
A Yuan glanced at the empty rice bowl on the table, and exclaimed in her heart.
It seems that the letter is indeed sent by the girl whom the son likes.
Yes...just a letter, a leaf, and the son happily even ate a few more bowls of rice. If this really marries the person back, would it be worth it?
Together with his arrogant and deserted son, is it so easy to be satisfied with his heart, and can't hide his concerns?
Looking at the joyful, as if the master who could eat a cow, A Yuan suddenly couldn’t help but began to worry about whether her son, who had always been wise and martial artist, would be deceived by the girl who wrote the letter...
After eating, Wu Chao went to the study to deal with family affairs.
When it comes out, it's almost time.
He is accustomed to finishing the day’s work on the same day. It takes too much time to read and reply to the letter today, but the work that should be done cannot be delayed.
After bathing and changing clothes, Wu Chao lay on the bed and told people to turn off the lights.
I have been running around for most of the day today. I haven't rested for a while, but I still don't feel sleepy right now.
The young man put his arm on his back, and his mind was filled with the content of the letter.
Xu Mingyi told him many daily things...
She seems willing to share this with him?
Thinking like this, the boy couldn't help but raised his mouth, turned his head to the side, and looked at the bookcase.
He just watched it seven or eight times at the time. Would you like to show it again?
but the lights are already off——
Though thinking like this, the boy still rolled over neatly and got out of the bed, took out the organ box, and returned to the bed.
I wanted to open it, but halfway through the action, I still felt that it was not appropriate.
There are also Xu Mingyi’s veil and hairpin, which are all close to the body. It is no longer appropriate for him to hide it privately, and now others are lying on the bed in the middle of the night, and if they take things out...what has this become?
A little too disrespectful, right?
He cannot allow anyone to blaspheme Xu Mingyi, even he himself——
Thinking so inconspicuously, the young man placed the box on the high stool at the head of the bed in a serious and somewhat uncomfortable way between his eyebrows and eyes.
He is lying on his side facing out.
The wind rustles outside the window, like the mood of a teenager turning over and over in the room, unable to calm down.
……
At the same moment, Beijing is in the direction of heavy rain.
The long princess mansion in the dark night was shrouded in damp rain and mist, and the rain was like beads in strings, slamming on the glazed tiles and making a dense crackling sound.
Under such a tumultuous rain, all the subtle movements seem to be covered up invisible.
In the courtyard of Princess Jingrong, the young man who rested in the warm pavilion waiting to serve at any time slowly got up and walked out barefoot.
The curtain was lifted lightly, and he silently entered the inner room.
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(End of this chapter)