A corner of the thick cotton-padded door curtain was blown away by the wind, and snowflakes poured into the room aggressively. The brazier in the corner was blatantly provoked by this, and the fire became weaker and weaker. No one added a piece of charcoal, and the air was bitingly cold. But even so, Yun Yifeng was still hot and restless, his outer robe had long been thrown aside, and the tea in the cup had to wait until it was completely cold before drinking.
Ji Yanran had a toothache when he saw it: "Your... body, can you really hold it?" He tactfully concealed the words "made with tofu", and for some reason, he always felt that he was not like a prince in front of this person. , not like a general, but like a mother, who has to intervene in every detail.
Yun Yifeng took a deep breath: "I didn't go outside and yelled to dig a hole to eat snow, I have already restrained myself."
Ji Yanran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and put the back of her hand on his forehead: "But when we were in Fengyumen, it seemed that he didn't even want to wear clothes."
Yun Yifeng pressed his palm to make the icy cold feel more comfortable: "Because the poison occurs every once in a while, after that, I'm afraid I will really sleep in the ice cellar."
As for the topic and this, according to the practice of the previous few times, it will probably return to the blood ganoderma. Just when Prince Xiao didn't change his face, and was about to bring out the "I'm shameless, I have no conscience" Dafa again, Yun Yifeng raised his head and looked at him: "Who does the lord think killed Qi Ran? Jin Manlin, Jin Huan, Liu Xianxian , Mu Chengxue, the missing Yue Zhihua, or a certain martial arts master who can bypass the spider silk and silver bell?"
"When the boy was killed, I actually doubted Qi Ran." Ji Yanran withdrew his hand.
"Because of the fear he once showed?" Yun Yifeng thought for a while, "But you also said later that Qi Ran's explanation was reasonable, and now even he is dead."
Ji Yanran said: "So have you ever thought that there is actually another person alive in the Snow Pavilion?"
Yun Yifeng guessed what he meant: "Aunt Yu?"
Ji Yanran said: "She was sent by Yue Mingwei."
Yun Yifeng denied it outright: "It can't be Aunt Yu."
Ji Yanran was puzzled: "Why?"
"Want to know the reason?" Yun Yifeng hooked his fingers.
Ji Yanran approached as he said, and listened attentively.
Yun Yifeng's tone was calm: "Because I killed people, so it's clear."
Ji Yanran: "..."
Ji Yanran conceded defeat: "How long are you going to remember this grudge?"
"It's hard to say." Yun Yifeng leaned back in his chair, raised his eyelids, "My lord invited me to the Northeast, it was cold and hard all the way, but he still suspects that I killed someone in the middle of the night, every time I think about it, I feel very wronged, I can't myself."
Ji Yanran was very polite, and stretched out her hand to gesture: "There is also a red coral in Xiao Wang's mansion, which is so big."
Yun Yifeng sized it up and felt that the size was barely satisfactory, so he said, "Deal."
"Can we talk now?" Ji Yanran poured him another cup of tea.
Yun Yifeng said: "Because I poisoned Aunt Yu."
Ji Yanran's men paused, and the tea almost overflowed.
"Actually, it's not poisonous, it's just loose tendons." Yun Yifeng continued, "It's fine for ordinary people to use it, but if it's taken by a martial arts practitioner, once it's practiced, its hands and feet will become soft, as if dyed. The most severe wind and cold, you have to lie in bed for seven days."
And Aunt Yu had to chop firewood and cook every day during this period, and she didn't feel tired at all, which showed that she really had no internal strength, and she was just an ordinary handy cook. If Yue Mingwei wanted to insert someone inside, kill people and set fire to him, obviously he shouldn't find a real rough envoy.
Ji Yanran asked: "When did you inject the poison?"
"The night when I came to the villa." Yun Yifeng confessed, "When I went to the kitchen to find something to eat, I tried it by the way."
Ji Yanran laughed: "Master Yunmen really has a thoughtful mind. I saw you running to the kitchen, and thought you were really greedy."
Yun Yifeng responded to him, calmly concealing the fact that he was doing self-serving, eating and drinking.
When it was completely bright outside, the two finally arrived at Jin Huan. His face was anxious, the sleeves on his legs were covered with snow, he obviously fell down on the way, and rushed to report the news, saying that as soon as he went out this morning, he saw blood on the steps, Qi Ran lying in the bedroom At the door, a dagger was stuck in his body, and he had died for a long time.
The death was the same as what Liu Xianxian said last night, and Jin Huan also said that he didn't hear any abnormal movement, and there was only the sound of the wind throughout the night.
Qi Ran's corpse had already been moved back to the bed, his face was covered with blood, his facial features were struggling and distorted, his eyes were wide open with fear, as if he had suffered a lot of fright before he died. After Yun Yifeng checked, he found that his heart had been pierced by a sharp knife. He probably died instantly, and there was no trace of poisoning.
Jin Manlin's face was gloomy, and he didn't say a word. Everyone also understood why he had to be hostile - there were only a few people in Shangxue Pavilion, but the murders happened one after another, how could they trust each other with Le Rongrong, they were saving face before fighting.
Liu Xianxian asked: "Is it true that there was no fighting at all last night?"
"No." Jin Huan shook his head, "Not to mention the sound of fighting, there was not even a cry for help. I'm a shallow person, so it's impossible that I didn't hear it."
"But Mr. Qi is good at kung fu. He said earlier that he has learned it for many years." Liu Xianxian continued, "Even if he is not a master, he wouldn't be killed so easily without even making a sound?"
Jin Huan still insisted: "If I am the only one who didn't hear it, it's fine, but my father is next door, and he didn't hear the same. It can only show that the murderer did strike very fast."
"It shouldn't be..." Liu Xianxian muttered in a low voice, as if thinking of the misery of the servant again, she couldn't help blurting out, "Isn't it really haunted? Disfigured, decapitated, and heart-gouged, this is not human, it is clearly evil What the hell did."
Yun Yifeng looked around: "Some people's hearts are not necessarily cleaner than ghosts."
Jin Manlin was dissatisfied when he heard the words: "Master Yunmen has something to say, what does he mean by beating around the bush?"
"It's nothing, just to remind everyone to pay more attention." Yun Yifeng said, "Besides, Mr. Qi died in Guanyue Pavilion. If it really matters, we should come to ask for an explanation. Why is the head of Jin so loud?"
"That's right." Liu Xianxian followed him and choked on him, "Whether it's reasonable or not, the suspicion can be cleared by yelling?"
"You!" Jin Manlin blushed with anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, since we suspect each other, we should live separately from now on and don't have any contact with each other!"
Jin Huan said, "No way!"
The voice was so loud that everyone looked at him.
Jin Huan said in a flat tone: "The more treacherous the situation is, the more we have to rely on each other. If the murderer is really hidden in the dark, but we keep fighting among ourselves, isn't it just as he wants? So in the future, instead of working independently, we should The connection is close, in my opinion, there is no need to deliver the three meals a day to the room, just go to the dining room to eat together."
Yun Yifeng and Ji Yanran looked at each other, before opening their mouths, Liu Xianxian said quickly: "What is the connection? It sounds nice. Are you worried that someone will poison the food?"
Jin Huan looked embarrassed, but he didn't deny it. He just clasped his fists and said, "Please forgive me."
Qi Ran died so peacefully. Although he didn't seem to be poisoned, it's hard to guarantee that he hadn't been poisoned by smoke and perspiration. It is indeed the easiest way to let everyone eat from the same pot.
Yun Yifeng readily agreed.
And whoever refuses at this time is tantamount to voluntarily admitting that he has a ghost, so although Liu Qianxian and Jin Manlin don't like each other, they can only nod. In the afternoon, the father and son of the Jin family carried Qi Ran to the firewood shed for burial, while Yun Yifeng stayed in Guanyue Pavilion and checked the belongings of the Qi family's master and servant again, except for clothes, books and medicinal materials, there was nothing else.
Ji Yanran asked: "Any clues?"
Yun Yifeng didn't answer this question, but put down the empty teapot in his hand and asked: "If you have to choose the one who is the most unpleasant among the rest, who will the prince choose?"
"The least pleasing to the eye?" Ji Yanran thought for a moment, "Jin Manlin."
Not a pleasing tough personality, always put up the airs of the elders, but he is still a mediocre person who says nothing, no wonder Liu Xianxian doesn't like it, and really can't find a single advantage.
After Ji Yanran finished answering, she asked again: "What, is there a problem?"
"No." Yun Yifeng raised his eyebrows, "I just thought that since the prince was born in the royal family, intrigue and intrigue are commonplace, so my intuition might be more accurate."
Ji Yanran said: "Fortunately, you are not an official."
Otherwise, with this muddle-headed inference, I am afraid that it has already caused disaster and the people's grievances are boiling.
After leaving Guanyue Pavilion, the two planned to visit Aunt Yu, but bumped into a white soft dumpling under the corridor—it really "hit", and the little thing didn't know where it was hidden before, and it suddenly fell off with a "dong" He got down, stretched comfortably in Yun Yifeng's arms, and acted like a baby, his black eyes were wet.
"Hey, you won't be arresting people this time?" Ji Yanran was amused, and wanted to squeeze her hand again, but Yun Yifeng quickly dodged it sideways.
"Don't touch!"
Ji Yanran: "..."
OK, OK, I won't touch it, you touch it.
The little ferret obediently lay on its stomach, refusing to move, looking at its posture and wishing it could just hibernate. Yun Yifeng liked it so much, she hugged it and sat on the porch chair, combing the soft long hair with her fingers.
Ji Yanran stood aside and reminded: "Be careful, don't get scratched again."
"No." Yun Yifeng smiled, "Have you not noticed yet? This is the little guy you scared away last time, and the one that Jin Huan is holding is not the same one."
Ji Yanran was surprised: "Two? They look exactly the same."
Yun Yifeng is very sure: "They are different, although they are very similar, but one is fat and the other is thin, one is cute and the other is fierce, and their eyes are also different."
Ji Yanran heard it even more rarely, you can still see the eyes with just these two little beans.
"Maybe it's wild in the snowfield." Yun Yifeng scratched its chin.
"Wild ones?" Ji Yanran squatted in front, "Since I like it so much, it's just a good time to take it home and raise it for you to relieve boredom."
As soon as the words fell, the ferret jumped to the ground and spread its four paws, as if hearing a fur trader telling a ghost story, and ran away without a trace again.
…
A lump of snow fell from the beams of the house.
Yun Yifeng's gaze is dim.
Ji Yanran's chest was congested, and she was so wronged that she wanted to vomit blood. He wondered if he was a horoscope criminal, why every time he met him, nothing good happened, last time he flicked his ass somehow, this time he wanted to run just by saying a word
Wang Xizhi's copybook had already been sent, and so was Red Coral. His Highness Xiao Wang gave up on himself and said, "Do you think I'm worth anything?"
Yun Yifeng didn't hold back his smile: "Go away!"
Ji Yanran patted his leg, indicating that someone was coming, Yun Yifeng looked over, and saw Jin Huan and Jin Manlin passing by at the other end of the garden. Shen Zhong didn't say a word, and he couldn't see anything unusual.
Ji Yanran asked: "Do you think it's the father and son, or Liu Xianxian?"
"Or someone outside Piao Piao Pavilion, hard to say." Yun Yifeng stood up, "Let's go, let's go see Aunt Yu first."
The kitchen was full of fire, and Aunt Yu was preparing dinner. Her red eyes were restless, and she almost used her hands to carry the oil pan.
"Auntie, be careful!" Yun Yifeng quickly stopped her.
A person appeared behind him unexpectedly, Aunt Yu was startled, and her face turned pale for an instant.
"It's me, Auntie, don't be afraid." Yun Yifeng helped her put the spatula away, and comforted her, "If you're tired, go back and have a rest, we'll just make some meals ourselves."
"Master Yunmen." Aunt Yu asked anxiously, "Who is behind the murder?"
"I don't know, we are also looking into it." Yun Yifeng let her sit on the bench, "But it's all grievances in the world, and has nothing to do with others. It was just an accident for Lao Zhang, so don't worry too much, Auntie."
"I still have a husband and a sick daughter at the foot of the mountain. I can't die." Aunt Yu grabbed his hand indiscriminately and said tremblingly, "Master Yunmen, you have to save me."
Yun Yifeng said softly: "Auntie will follow Miss Liu from now on, she will protect you."
"Yes, Miss Liu told me just now." Aunt Yu wiped her eyes, "I want me to move to her room, and we will sleep together from now on, so as not to cause accidents in the middle of the night."
sleep together? Ji Yanran fiddled with two walnuts in her hands, secretly guessing whether Liu Xianxian was really innocent and just wanted to have a company, or to prove that she had never left the Meteor Pavilion in the middle of the night. Yun Yifeng helped Aunt Yu clean up the stove, and it was time for dinner, and everyone sat in the dining room, each with a bowl of noodles, eating in silence with their thoughts full of thoughts, and there was not even a single word of conversation during the dinner.
After returning to Piao Piao Pavilion, Yun Yifeng rubbed her stomach in distress: "If you eat two more meals like this, I'm afraid you will suffer from stomach problems."
"You eat yours, and don't care what they do." Ji Yanran poured tea, "When we suppressed bandits in the Northwest, eating and drinking was considered a god's life, and we didn't care about the surrounding environment."
Yun Yifeng handed over the cup: "I have seen many stories about princes fighting, and each one is more powerful than the other."
"Oh?" Ji Yanran became interested, "Tell me, how majestic is it?"
Yun Yifeng thought for a while, and said: "The prince was once besieged in the depths of the desert, lost his way without eating or drinking, and only an old horse was left beside him."
Ji Yanran watched him for a long time, but didn't wait for the next sentence, so she asked in confusion: "Where is the prestige?"
"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet." Yun Yifeng moistened his throat, "At that time there were millions of bandits—"
"Wait!" Ji Yanran twitched the corners of her mouth, "How much?"
Yun Yifeng replied: "Millions."
Ji Yanran's teeth were sore: "And then? I am one against a million?"
Yun Yifeng said: "Then the prince's old horse jumped up, breathed out fire and turned into a unicorn beast, swallowed a million bandits in one gulp, and it was gone."
Ji Yanran: "..."
Ji Yanran said angrily: "Booksellers are getting more and more bottomless these days, how dare you use this stupid story to cheat money?"