Ji Yunshu stayed up all night, standing under the eaves, staring at the ice strips frozen on the bricks.
It's crystal clear!
Jing Rong pushed open the door and came out, just as she saw her wearing a linen and white robe, her upright bun was tied down to her waist, she looked up with ink-like eyes, Bai Ying's heavy snow reflected her small figure and stood tall. Accompanied by the Xuxu cold wind, the two-sleeved robes fluttered and flapped, and a few strands of blue hair beat repeatedly on the delicate face.
A view like this is rare!
In a moment of realization, Jing Rong was a little taken aback, her thin lips were slightly hooked, she walked to her side, looked at the heavy snow in the sky, and stretched out her palm to pick up a few snowflakes.
"Should you watch the snow all night, sir?"
Ji Yunshu was silent.
"Frostbite? Mute?" Jing Rong asked.
She shook her head, looked away from the eaves, glanced lightly, and asked him, "I wonder if Prince Rong sleeps well on the mahogany bed in Zhou Mansion?"
"not good."
"Oh? You seem to have slept well."
When he said this, Jing Rong was very interested, and raised his long eyebrows: "Then Mr. said, how can this king sleep well on this cold winter night?"
Ji Yunshu looked calm, looked him up and down, and said to himself: "Little remember, last night, the jade pendant on Wang Ye's waist was mistakenly placed one inch in front of his waist, but now it is not biased, just three inches in front of his waist. However, the prince is neatly dressed and there are traces of deliberate dressing up, which is enough to show that the prince is very awake and sleeps well. Moreover, the prince's cheekbones are slightly raised, causing the upper part of the eye bones to be swollen. This phenomenon only occurs when a person is in a good sleep."
Analyzed one by one.
"Isn't the little analysis right?" she asked.
Jing Rong was slightly startled, he had seen a lot of strange people in the world, but this little scholar was too smart.
He couldn't help sighing and shaking his head: "What a pity."
"Why did the lord say that?"
"A small Jinjiang City, I'm afraid it won't be able to hold Mr.
After that, a mysterious smile was hidden in the corner of Jing Rong's mouth.
Ji Yunshu looked at him, that's all, and didn't ask any more.
At this time, the girl from the Zhou family ran in despite the snowflakes, approached the two of them, and said, "Mr. Ji, Madam asked the servants to come over and ask, have you found the murderer?"
When her daughter was killed, it was inevitable for a mother to be anxious.
Ji Yunshu straightened his face: "Please, ma'am, please invite your master and wife to the mourning hall."
"now?"
"Yes, now, in addition, please everyone in the house and go over."
The girl looked confused, but she still endured the cold wind and folded her arms to report.
Jing Rong frowned, "Why don't we go after breakfast?"
Ji Yunshu gave him a cold look, and couldn't help but sneer: "If Prince Rong ate well last night, he wouldn't care about breakfast this morning."
You deserved it for not having eaten last night!
Without waiting for Jingrong to refute anything, she had already left for the direction of the mourning hall.
This was the first time that Jing Rong was choked to the point of being speechless. A pair of piercing eyes were fixed on Ji Yunshu's straight back, his anger remained calm.
In the end, it was still worthless to follow!
It's time for Ji Yunshu to treat the man's stinky skin!
mourning hall
More than 20 people from the Zhou family have arrived.
Master Zhou's expression was solemn, his eyebrows drooped slightly, and his forehead was wrinkled.
Mrs. Zhou on the side was no longer crying, and her face was much better, but when she looked at her daughter's coffin, her eyes were still slightly red.
"Mr. Ji, my daughter's burial time has passed. If she doesn't bury her again today, I'm worried about my daughter's body..." Master Zhou sighed as he finished his words.
Ordinary corpses will stink after a few days, not to mention that Miss Zhou's corpse was smashed to shreds and the flesh exploded.