Zhao 'er acted as if she didn't hear her.
Her gaze was fixed on Jing Rong, who wasn't far from her.
"Miss?"
She snapped out of her trance.
"What's wrong?"
"I should be the one asking you. Why … are you staring at that young master?"
She immediately made a shushing gesture at the maid.
"What's wrong, Miss?"
"Don't say it." Zhao 'er blushed.
The maid stared at her blankly.
She didn't understand.
Although her young miss was innocent, a woman's thoughts were hard to guess.
Zhao 'er couldn't restrain the impulse in her heart. She stepped closer to Jing Rong.
"Young Master Jing."
She called out in a soft voice.
Jing Rong had his hands behind his back. He was watching the snow, but when he heard the voice, he turned around.
He saw Zhao 'er's dainty figure walking to his side.
A pair of big, limpid eyes looked at him.
"Miss Zhao, is something the matter?"
"No." She shook her head.
She stood there silently.
Jing Rong glanced at the morgue and said, "The weather is so cold. You should go back first. If there's anything else, I'll inform you."
"It's fine. I'm not afraid of the cold." She smiled.
"Then go back to the hall."
"Are you worried about me?"
Jing Rong couldn't help but laugh. He looked at the little girl in front of him. "Miss Zhao, I think you might have misunderstood something."
"Something? What is it? What should I misunderstand? "
Her big eyes were full of confusion.
She wasn't pretending, but she really didn't understand.
For a woman like her, every word, action, and even all her thoughts were on the surface.
She didn't have the slightest subtlety!
Jing Rong had seen countless people, so he naturally knew that this little girl was pure and kind.
He had wanted to make his words clearer, but after a moment's deliberation, he swallowed his words.
"It's nothing."
He turned away and continued to watch the snow.
Zhao 'er continued to stare at him in a daze.
Her lips curved into a very happy smile …
In the autopsy room.
Ji Yunshu was examining the stone with Su Qiao's head inside.
Because the stone was chiseled, there were a few pieces scattered on the ground.
She picked up one of them and asked, "Is there any vinegar here?"
An old official answered, "Yes!"
Quickly get someone to bring it over!
She dipped her finger into the vinegar and rubbed it against the rock a few times.
There were dark particles of ash falling off the stone.
She said, "It's made of plaster!"
Li Cheng asked, "Are you sure it's made of plaster?" "It can't be fake. The person who made this fake stone mixed a kind of gray pigment into the plaster. This pigment should be extracted from minerals. Once mixed with the plaster, it will be very difficult to fade. Only vinegar can wipe it off! That was why he could pass off the real stones as genuine! And plaster.
That's why this stone is lighter than other stones. "
Li Cheng listened quietly.
"But why did the murderer make a fake stone out of plaster and hide the deceased's head in it?"
"This … I don't know!" Ji Yunshu thought for a moment, then asked, "Is the merchant who transported the gambling stones still in prison?"
"That's right, they're still locked up!"
"I want to meet them and ask them some questions."
"I'll bring them over now."
"There's no need. It's getting late. Let's ask him tomorrow."
"That's fine."
Ji Yunshu continued, "By the way, Heir Cheng, I want you to help me investigate another matter."
"What is it? Tell me, as long as it's within my capabilities."
"I'll have to trouble you to go to the Ministry of Justice and find out about Du Mubai's case."
"Investigate him?"
"Yes."
Li Cheng was silent for a moment. He didn't continue to ask and agreed, "Alright! I'll give it to you tomorrow. "
Thus, the two of them went out.
As soon as they came out, they saw Jing Rong and Zhao 'er standing under the eaves.
One was looking at the snow!
The other was looking at someone!
The scene was very harmonious.
Li Cheng smiled.
Then, he whispered in Ji Yunshu's ear, "Did you see that? This is what they call a perfect match."
Obviously, he was deliberately provoking Ji Yunshu!
But —
Ji Yunshu wasn't angry, nor did she feel uncomfortable.
She had experienced so many things with Jing Rong. Their feelings for each other had long been deeply rooted. No one could penetrate it.
She also knew that Jing Rong only had her in his heart.
There was no room for anyone else!
Li Cheng saw that she didn't care at all, and was about to say something.
Jing Rong's voice rang out.
"Are you done?"
Ji Yunshu nodded at him and turned to Li Cheng. "Heir Cheng, we'll go back first. I'll come back tomorrow."
"En … Okay!"
They obviously didn't want to separate.
Ji Yunshu had already walked to Jing Rong's side.
The two of them left …
Zhao 'er wanted to say something, but the words stopped at the tip of his tongue.
He looked at the two silhouettes, one tall and one short, as they gradually left.
He was somewhat disappointed!
Li Cheng was the same!
Then, he glanced at Zhao 'er. "Little Zhao' er, you should quickly go back. Otherwise, if your father knows that you are here, he will make a big fuss."
Zhao 'er glared at him. "Big Brother Cheng, you are prejudiced against my father!"
"I have deeply understood what kind of person your father is. If it wasn't for your sister marrying into a good family, how could I have escaped?"
"Who told you to provoke my sister!"
Ah!
This …
Li Cheng smiled awkwardly.
Then, he said, "Alright, I will have someone send you back. If there is anything else, I will look for you."
After throwing these words, he swaggered off.
Zhao 'er stood in the same place.
…
Li Cheng returned to the mansion.
His expression was solemn.
He stood at the gate, neither entering nor exiting.
When the manservant saw him, he asked, "Young Master, what's wrong?"
He heaved a heavy sigh.
He clenched his teeth, then walked towards his sister's courtyard.
Ever since Li Wenshu came back, she never went out again. She stayed in her room and read all day.
Everyone was dumbfounded!
Li Cheng walked to the door and stopped.
Then …
He knocked on the door.
This was the first time he knocked on the door!
Li Wenshu looked at him and thought, 'Why is this child so obedient?'
"Come in."
Then, she continued to read.
After Li Cheng came in, he sat opposite her without saying anything.
After a while …
Li Wenshu looked up. "What's wrong?"
"Sister …"
"Why are you stuttering? If you have something to say, say it. "
Li Cheng kept one hand inside his clothes. After a long time, he took it out.
In his hand, he was holding a worn-out fan.
He handed it to Li Wenshu.
Li Wenshu didn't understand. She put down the book in her hand and took it.
She opened it!
When she saw the words on it …
She clenched her fist.
Her heart suddenly trembled.
Her eyes were moist.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
