The dark cloak was easily untied and slid obediently to Bai Xin's feet, revealing the coarse linen mourning clothes that Bai Xin was wearing.
With his arms raised high, Bai Xin stared at the beast-like silhouette of the man in front of him in the silent darkness.
The other person was still wearing a military uniform, and his skin could easily feel the cold touch of the other person's leather straps and metal buttons during the friction.
Bai Xin was easily pinned to the wall by the other party with one hand. Half of her long black hair fell down, while the other half was held in the man's hand and he was sniffing it carefully.
"What a sweet osmanthus scent," the man put the soft black hair to his nose, "Does my dear mother like to bathe with the scent of osmanthus?"
Warm breath passed between her lips. Bai Xin subconsciously licked the dry corners of her lips, tilted her head slightly, and her eyes naturally misted up, avoiding the man's impatient breathing.
Not hearing the answer, the other party did not get discouraged. He just let down his hair and stroked Bai Xin's waist along the direction where the hair fell.
Through the fabric, his fingertips caressed the waistline faintly.
Then he slid down, and without much effort, one leg was hooked up.
Bai Xin's whole body stiffened suddenly, and he looked at the man opposite with surprise. He struggled violently for a few times like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
However, his strength seemed insignificant in the man's eyes. The man only exerted a little force and easily caught Bai Xin in his arms.
"My stepmother seems to be afraid of pain," the hand holding the calf exerted a little force, and Bai Xin's tears could not stop falling from her eyes, like pearls that had broken off the string.
Bai Xin pursed her lips and let out a cry like broken jade and sinking pearls.
Under the cover of darkness, Dijia's dark and deep beast eyes stared secretly at the tearful beauty in front of him.
Putting down Bai Xin's legs, Dijia chuckled and patted Bai Xin's back gently to comfort him.
"Why are you still crying? Look at me, a rough man, I forgot that you are born delicate and can't be roughed up." The man gently stroked Bai Xin's earlobe with his lips, and said coquettishly in a low murmur from his throat, "Can you forgive me, little mother?"
The warm breath fell on the earlobe, and Bai Xin suddenly felt a heat spreading from the earlobe and quickly sweeping over the whole body.
He sobbed and looked at Dijia helplessly.
But he tightly grasped Dijia's wrist and twisted it hard.
Dijia raised his eyebrows, chuckled, and simply rolled up his military sleeves, which symbolized his majesty, and put his wrist to Bai Xin's mouth.
"Little Mom wants to vent your anger, right? I'll let you bite me, okay? I'll bite you until you calm down."
Bai Xin grabbed the arm that Dijia had given him and bit it without saying a word.
The misty watery eyes glanced at Dijia sideways, but those watery eyes mixed with innocence did not have any deterrent power, but instead were like the shy flirtation of a lover.
The bitten wrist felt a little painful, and there was a bit of numbness and wetness.
Dijia's eyes became increasingly dark and deep, and the corners of his mouth hidden in the darkness couldn't stop rising.
so cute.
She cried and bit at the same time, her eyes were filled with tears and she had no strength left.
If the conditions allowed, he would have "killed" him right now.
Bai Xin bit again, but still couldn't bite off any flesh, so he simply threw his arm away, quickly wiped away his tears with both hands, and raised his head with gritted teeth, saying, "I want to go back."
The voice still had a bit of a low sob, whimpering, like a little kitten.
Dijia said with a smile: "That's all, don't you want to investigate before you leave?"
Finally, he added: "I mean accompany me in the investigation."
Bai Xin: “…”
I have to say, good idea.
All.
Bai Xin strode to the bed, and heard Dijia's voice coming from behind, "Next time I see you take off your cheongsam, the punishment will not be as simple as today. Guess what I will use to punish you?"
"How about caning?"
Bai Xin's body suddenly froze, and his hand, which was about to take something out from under the bed, trembled slightly.
What, what is this
damn thing.
The crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground approached from behind, and the next moment Bai Xin felt a hot and broad chest covering her back, "Mom, do you prefer a wooden stick or an electric baton?"
Bai Xin was furious, so he simply turned around and looked at the other person carefully from head to toe.
The eyes finally dropped and fixed.
His mouth opened, his tongue pressed against his jaw, and he lip-synced silently.
Dijia was slightly stunned. While he was stunned, Bai Xin had already turned around, reached under the bed, and took out a wooden box.
The moonlight slowly poured in from the window, just falling on Bai Xin's body.
The young man's graceful neck was bent as he lowered his head, and his long black hair hung down on both sides, making the only exposed part of the back of his neck the color of moonlight.
Looking at the other party's busy figure, Dijia came to his senses, leaned close to Bai Xin's ear and read a word, then asked in a low voice: "Is this what you just said?"
Bai Xin coughed lightly and pretended not to hear.
Dijia chuckled and said lazily, "Pretending to be reserved."
s419m: Tsk tsk tsk, hey, you two annoying little devils. You know his ill intentions, and he knows your pretense of modesty. Why don't you just get married right here, why are you still dating
This Lord God is really something, a legitimate couple is trying to make a "widow" out of their spouse. If it were in the past, they would have done everything they could and couldn't do in this short time, but now, they don't even dare to kiss her face, and can only be tough and act like a hooligan. Is he in trouble? He deserves it, he deserves it, let him do it.
The escape system deeply agreed: You deserve it.
Baixin: …
You two can stay wherever it’s cool.
After throwing away a bunch of things, Bai Xin lowered his head and opened the box.
The box was empty, with nothing in it.
But Bai Xin did not fail to notice it.
With the help of this hard-earned moonlight, Bai Xin discovered a few very soft and fine hairs in the corner of the box.
A mixture of red and black, it looks like the hair of something.
Bai Xin picked up a few and placed them under the moonlight to observe.
Dijia came over and said: "It looks a bit like fox fur."
Fox fur
Could it be a fox demon claiming his life
But in the end, Mr. Li pretended to beg for mercy, so what was that thing he grabbed
That person didn't look like he was holding anything like fur, but more like he was holding a Taoist yellow talisman.
Bai Xin frowned slightly, put the fox fur back into the box and then slowly closed it.
The late moonlight has illuminated the room clearly.
The things in the room are neatly arranged. Like the study next door, the decoration of this room is also extremely luxurious and extravagant.
Bai Xin walked around the bedroom.
Second Aunt said that Mr. Li was obsessed with Taoism, but there was no trace of Taoism in his bedroom except for a portrait.
There is a portrait facing the room as soon as you enter. The woman in the portrait has kind eyes and is wearing a white Taoist robe. There is a smile on her lips and compassion in her eyes.
Behind the Taoist was a landscape of mountains and rivers. Looking carefully into the forest, one could vaguely see a few mountain foxes hiding in the white snow.
These foxes are of different sizes, with fur of different colors, and they are looking out of the picture with their heads tilted.
The Taoist held a dustpan in his hand, and the direction in which the dustpan fell was exactly the direction where the foxes were in front of him.
This painting is a bit out of place here.
There are countless gold and silver utensils in these two rooms, which shows that Mr. Li must be a person who loves money very much.
And he is very obsessed with Taoism, so he should care about Feng Shui.
A big river flowing inward means money is coming in.
But the river in this painting is flowing outwards, which means losing money.
Besides, a person as particular as Mr. Li should not hang portraits at the entrance. Even ordinary people would not display them so randomly.
But looking at this room, it seems that this painting would not fit in anywhere.
Could it be that this painting was just hung here
Speaking of which, isn’t there a painting missing from the study next door
Could it be this one
Bai Xin approached the painting and gently opened the scroll, discovering that the colors inside were clean and bright, without the sense of age that the scroll had been hanging for a long time.
When holding the scroll, a frosted ink feeling stuck to the fingertips. Bai Xin tilted her head slightly and could smell the unique fragrance of the ink.
Dijia came closer, stretched out his hand and twisted the canvas, saying, "This painting is new."
It’s really new, so new that the ink hasn’t even dried yet.
Bai Xin stood on tiptoe, ready to take down the painting.
At this moment, a large hand reached out from behind, hooked the top line directly, gently picked up the scroll, and handed it to Bai Xin.
Dijia: "Why are you so interested in this painting?"
Bai Xin picked up one side of the scroll and asked, "Have you seen it in the study next door?"
Dijia: "No, I just did this."
Bai Xin raised an eyebrow and glanced at Dijia: "What on earth are you doing?"
Dijia: "Investigating the truth behind the death of Mr. Li, none of the Li family members are telling the truth. We can't get anything out of them if we ask them in person."
"When I was there this afternoon, this family was talking nonsense, but they didn't get to the point at all. It seemed like they were trying to cover up something."
Bai Xin: "Speaking of which, do you have a bad relationship with the Li family? I heard that you left five years ago."
"The relationship is not very good," Dijia didn't care, his eyes were indifferent and distant, as if he was talking about someone else's business, "Mr. Li is the prisoner left by Gu Qing. He picked me up to continue the family line. When I was almost an adult, he wanted to marry me a few wives. I didn't want to, so I ran away from home."
"When I left, Mr. Li said that I was no longer a member of the Li family and that I severed the father-son relationship."
Bai Xin: "Then how did you become the governor of Fengcheng?"
"It was also by chance," Dijia continued, "I later joined the army as a soldier, saved the commander in chief during an assassination attempt, and earned several military merits, and was promoted all the way to become an admiral."
His words were flawless and without any flaws.
Bai Xin stroked the scroll in his hand and said, "Let's take a look in the study next door."
The two of them entered the study room one after the other. After getting used to it, Bai Xin walked directly to the study room in front and placed the scroll against the wall to measure it.
Although this painting looks out of place in the bedroom next door, it is not the one in this study.
This painting of the study is even more slender.
Since this picture is not it, then the original picture must have been taken away by someone.
The night gradually became hazy. Bai Xin hung the painting back next door, and then looked at Dijia again: "I'm going back to my room to rest, how about you?"
Dijia: "I am also ready to rest."
Bai Xin restored all the things to their original state: "Well, let's go."
Let’s go, each go home!
…
Five minutes later, Bai Xin turned his head to look at Dijia who was following closely beside him, "Don't you want to rest?"
Dijia remained calm and nodded gently: "Well, let's go back to the room."
Bai Xin managed to stay calm: "... You don't want to come back to my room with me, do you?"
Dijia: "What else? It's late, isn't it right for a mother to let her son rest in the room? Do you want to see me sleeping on the street?"
Bai Xin took a deep breath and said, "I suddenly remembered that I have to go back to the mountain tonight to keep vigil for the master. How about you..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw Dijia in front of him lower his eyes, pinching his chin and muttering.
"Out in the wild? Or in front of a grave?"
"Is this a big deal?"
"Not bad."
“It’s exciting just thinking about it.”
"You can give it a try."
Bai Xin: “???”
Bro, are you alright?!
Try to paralyze me.
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Studio.
Wow, who wouldn’t say it’s awesome after hearing this
If this really happens in the wild, won't the entire game be blocked? This will really affect innocent people. But the innocent people are innocent, so can we not block them
You can try it
The boss's words are shocking.
No, aren't you curious why there was only Xin Shen when he came in, but there were two people when he left
Why else? The big guys must have arrived early to stake out the place. This is the love of waiting for the rabbit. Those who understand understand. Saying that they just happened to be here is just an excuse. I have seen through it.
As expected, there is only a big guy in this world who can control God Xin.
Only God can make a big boss no longer a big boss.
All I care about is when they hold the wake.
Oh, are you concerned about the wake? ! To be honest, you are clearly concerned about the beeping beeping.
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Bai Xin tried to restrain himself, but the system sound in his mind began to sound a red alarm.
Ding! Warning! Warning! The player is on the verge of character collapse. Please be sure to follow the character settings and do not ooc!
Ding! Warning! Warning! The player is on the verge of character collapse. Please be sure to follow the character settings and do not ooc!
Bai Xin let out a long breath and was about to speak when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure in the distance from the corner of his eye.
Seeing the figure walking towards this side, Bai Xin immediately grabbed Dijia's wrist and pulled him behind the rockery.
Dijia whispered, "Be gentle, you bit me so hard just now, my wrist still hurts."
Bai Xin's cheeks turned red, and she tried hard to hold back her anger before timidly saying, "Shut up."
He looked outside intently and saw a man wrapped tightly in a cloak walking past the rockery and entering a yard with ease.
Bai Xin looked towards the yard and found that the two had arrived in front of Yun Ge'er's courtyard.
Dijia: "Look at that person's figure, he looks a bit like one of the seven aunts today."
Bai Xin: "It's Hu Mei'er, come over and take a look."
If someone visits you late at night, he is either doing something serious or he is plotting something in secret.
The two men walked to the front of the courtyard. The courtyard was still empty, and two figures were reflected in the lighted windows.
Bai Xin Di Jia looked at each other, and the two of them quietly moved closer, and they heard Hu Meir's sobbing from the opposite side.
"Yun Lang, tell me why you don't want to elope with me?"
Yun Ge'er, who was originally sleeping soundly, was woken up. He was still a little dazed and his voice was also groggy. He said in a cold voice, "In my current body, what can I give you even if I elope?"
Hu Mei'er cried even louder, "It's all my fault, Yunlang. If it weren't for me, you would have married and had children, enjoying the happiness of family life."
"Forget it." After a few words, Yun Ge'er had already woken up, and his voice was much clearer. "Let it pass. I also understand that you are eager to separate and leave this devil's den."
"But things are not peaceful outside right now. What will happen if you leave here? Your parents are gone. Are you planning to go to your gambling-addicted brother?"
"At least you are protected by Aunt Feng here. If you leave here, your brother might sell you to someone else."
"You shouldn't have argued with Aunt Feng like that today. Although she is a bit sarcastic, she is our only support now."
"But I am also a woman." Hu Meir burst into tears. "What's wrong with you recently? Why do you always speak in favor of that old and ugly woman? Do you like her because she treats you well? I can give you what she can give you."
"What can you give me?" Yun Ge'er suddenly roared, "You gave me the situation I'm in now? Hu Mei'er, I don't want you to break up with me. Isn't it all because of you that I'm in this situation now?"
"If you hadn't mentioned me to that pervert and taken him to see my performance, how could a nobleman like him appear on the streets of the countryside? Yes, it's true that we were in love, but everything changed after you married someone else. Since you are already married, why do you still hold on to me and insist on putting me by your side?"
"You've caused me so much trouble, Hu Mei'er."
Hu Meir: "I, I just wanted to live with you forever, anyway, that old man is inhumane. Didn't you also say that you would never marry anyone else in this life, and you were fine when you first came in, we were obviously happy for a while. It's not your fault or mine, it's all because of that bitch Feng Gu who told on us, and that's why the master discovered our secret."
"But I swear, I never thought of hurting you. I really love you. I wanted to marry you, Yun'er, but my brother was in debt. My parents had to sell me to pay off my brother's debt."
"I told you to elope, but you didn't agree, right? You said you had no money and couldn't give me happiness. You said if I ever got married, I would be the only one who didn't marry me."
Hu Mei'er's voice suddenly became crazy: "You said it sincerely, how could I let you down? So my master found the rich man Li because I secretly inquired and found out that the rich man Li was a jailer. In this way, I can remain a virgin to repay you, but what about you?"
"I had just become a concubine for a short time when I heard that you were going to get married! You lied to me, but I still love you."
"Since I love you so much and you promised me that you would marry me, then why don't you marry me?"
"Yes, it was me who suggested you to the master. But what was wrong with me? Didn't you enjoy it at the beginning? You didn't suffer any loss. Don't think I don't know that besides me, you also had an affair with that dead little 16."
Bai Xin raised an eyebrow.
Wow, what a big drama among the rich and powerful.
Bai Xin put her ear closer, and then, a pair of hands quietly reached into Bai Xin's mourning clothes, and the cold and rough fingertips pinched Bai Xin's waist.
In a low voice that only the two of them could hear, he said, "What do you mean by 'secret' that Hu Mei'er mentioned?"
As he spoke, his fingertips slipped, causing Bai Xin's body to tremble.
Bai Xin glared at Dijia, but her watery eyes stained with water splashes were not convincing at all.
"My old man's hat is a little green." Dijia said, grabbing Bai Xin's outstretched hand and kneading it with his fingertips.
Bai Xin’s fingertips are like crystal clear little jade beads, which are very comfortable to hold in the hands.
Yun Ge'er's voice came from the room again, but this time he had lost his arrogance and only had a deep sense of powerlessness: "I am sorry for you, but I am a eunuch now and can't give you anything."