"impossible?"
Yes, it is impossible, this hanging spike was given to her by Ji Pei.
She remembered that there were indeed two hanging spikes, but they were entangled in a thread. Ji Pei took one of them and gave it to her.
But Ji Pei is already dead, how can there be an identical one
Li Shiyan surprised her with such a positive answer, but he answered sincerely: "I don't need to lie, I have seen one that looks exactly the same, unless you stole it from him? But it's not right. Things, before I came to the Central Plains, I saw him holding it in my hand, not to mention, he has never been to the Central Plains."
A woman's sensitive nerves will always jump very tight in an instant.
Ji Yunshu looked extremely nervous and asked him carefully, "What's the... name of the one you said...?"
"Su Ziluo."
"Su Ziluo?" Ji Yunshu muttered softly, a little disappointed.
Maybe, she really thinks too much, so how could it be Ji Pei
Ji Pei is indeed dead!
And the identical hanging spikes, is it just a coincidence
"What? You know each other?" Li Shiyan asked.
"do not know!"
She shook her head.
When she answered, she had taken back the hanging spike that Li Shiyan was hanging on her finger.
"Then you are really destined, obviously one is in the Central Plains, the other is in Qujiang, and even the things that you have with you can be the same." After speaking, Li Shiyan looked at her with curious eyes and asked, "Why don't you at all surprise?"
"What should I be surprised about?"
"I'm not from the Central Plains! Shouldn't you be surprised?"
Ji Yunshu wiped the bead on the fringe in his hand, put it into his sleeve, raised his eyes, and looked at Li Shiyan.
He said lightly: "From the first time I saw you, I already knew that you were not from the Central Plains, and roughly, I could guess that you were from Qu Jiang."
"You know?" Li Shiyan became more and more curious, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "How do you see it? Could it be that there is something written on my face?"
"That's not true. Although you are dressed like a Central Plains person, the silver buttons on your bun and the pair of boots you are wearing are enough to show that you are not a Central Plains person at all."
When Li Shiyan listened to her, he reached out and touched the silver buckle in the shape of a bun on his bun, and looked down at the boots on his feet.
Sure enough, he didn't notice these little details.
The silver buckle on the crown of the Central Plains person cannot be a slap in the face, and the flat and thin boots are completely different from the thick-soled and flat feet of the Central Plains people.
"Shu Er, you are so smart." He grinned and praised.
"My name is Ji Yunshu, Young Master Li should call me Miss Ji."
"Shu'er sounds nice."
"But I'm not used to it."
"But Young Master Wei calls you that." Li Shiyan chattered.
Ji Yunshu lowered his eyes: "He is different from you."
Different
Where is it different
Li Shiyan narrowed his eyes and asked her, "That fool, shouldn't it be your future husband?"
"He's not a fool." Ji Yunshu's tone increased and he glared at him. Now that Hang Sui was coming back, he didn't want to explain so much to him. He got up and said, "Young Master Li, I am very grateful to you about Liangshan. If there is a chance, I will definitely repay, I still have something to do, leave."
Seeing that she wanted to leave, Li Shiyan quickly got up and stopped her.
And said: "I don't need your return, I just want you to stay and have a meal with me, don't you have time for this?"
"Many thanks to Mr. Li for your hospitality, but now that the disappearance case is urgent, I really don't care."
"It won't delay you for long."
He wanted to reach out to pull Ji Yunshu, but she took a step back, her face darkening.
"I hope Young Master Li can understand." After speaking, he bypassed him and prepared to go downstairs, but after taking two steps, he stopped and looked sideways, with a tone of reminder.
"I believe that Li Gongzi must be very clear. Now, the war between Dalin and Qu Jiang is imminent, and the relationship is very tense. If you let King Rong know that Li Gongzi, you are from Qu Jiang, it will inevitably cause no misunderstanding. If you send Qu Jiang back, the more important thing is that it may not be possible to meet some blood."
Li Shiyan's face froze!
This point, he has not thought about it!
He originally sneaked out while Qu Jiang and Dalin were at war. At this moment, he probably didn't know that he came to Dalin.
Otherwise, at this time, he was afraid that he would have been tied back to Qu Jiang.
And while he was thinking for a while, the small road beside him bumped into him and said, "Sir, Miss Ji has left."
"what?"
When he came back to his senses, Ji Yunshu was no longer there.
With a sigh, he gave Xiaoluzi a ruthless white look, and a moment later, he asked him in a somewhat ridiculous tone.
"Did Shu'er say just now that if you let that Prince Rong know that this young master is from Qu Jiang, more importantly, you will meet with some blood?"
Xiaoluzi nodded dumbly: "Just now, Miss Ji said this."
He chuckled lightly: "This young master is also the prince of the Marquis of Kangding, so it's up to the master to beat the dog."
"Young master, when you say that, don't you just call yourself a dog?"
"What did you say?"
"Small talk..."
Snapped-
Undoubtedly, Li Shiyan slapped Xiaoluzi on the head again.
"Dare to say that this son is a dog, are you tired of living?"
"It's not a small thing, it's... "You said it yourself, Young Master.
I didn't dare to say the last sentence, for fear of getting another slap on the head, I took a few steps back.
Li Shiyan, with an angry look on his face, grabbed him fiercely.
…
At this moment, just as Ji Yunshu went downstairs, he heard a high-pitched female voice from downstairs.
I saw a woman in a pink shirt, with gold and silver jewelry, and she looked like a young lady from a big family.
Sitting angrily in the small cubicle on the first floor, he reached out and swept all the dishes on the table to the ground.
A crackling sound!
"Can't your restaurant be able to invite someone to sing? You actually invited such a person?" He pointed at Mei Xiang'er who was singing on the stage.
Mei Xiang'er lowered her head and leaned towards the old man beside her.
The old man took her hand and looked at her with a distressed look, and then looked at the angry female guest a few times nervously.
The shopkeeper of the restaurant hurried over and apologized: "Girl, I'm really sorry, if you don't like this tune, I'll let her sing something else for you."
"No, it's so ugly, it disturbs the purity of this girl, you see, she has such a big red scar on her neck, it looks disgusting, let an ugly person sing the tune, your restaurant can't afford to hire people? I came to eat here with you, and seeing her like that now, how can this girl still eat?"