Early the next morning, Song Qingshu ran to look for the woman in yellow shirt outside her house.
"Have you found Huanbi?" The woman in yellow just simply wiped her face with water, and her beauty could not be concealed without makeup.
"That's not true," Song Qingshu couldn't help sighing, "I finally understand what is meant by 'clear water produces hibiscus, and natural carvings'."
The woman in the yellow shirt frowned, obviously a little dissatisfied with his slick tongue: "You seem to be in a good mood, you must have discovered something."
"This time I came here to invite you to find the murderer behind the scenes." Song Qingshu's eyes were inexplicably complicated.
"Who is the murderer!" The woman in the yellow shirt regained her spirits immediately.
Song Qingshu shook his head; "You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, you will know when you come with me."
Seeing him deliberately showing off, the woman in yellow couldn't help but grit her teeth with hatred, but she could only press down her doubts and follow him.
"Why did you take me out of the city?" The yellow-shirted woman looked a little unhappy. Now they are outside the west gate of Xingqing Mansion. If she hadn't been strong in martial arts, she might be worried that the other party would trick her into a deserted place and prepare to commit violence.
"There have been too many things happening in the city during this period, and they have disturbed my mood. Why don't you sit down and drink tea and enjoy the scenery of the northwest." Song Qingshu led her to a teahouse near the city gate and sat down while pouring tea for her. Said on the side.
The girl in yellow shirt was really thirsty after walking for so long. She took a sip from her teacup but couldn't help frowning. She put down the teacup again and didn't touch it anymore. The tea here is top-grade. There is a tea house on the side of the road in the bitter cold place in the northwest. How good is the tea? "I didn't come with you to drink tea. Where is the murderer?"
"The murderer is not here." Song Qingshu enjoyed the taste of this rough tea very much. He was not a nobleman who grew up in rich clothes and well-fed food. On the contrary, this kind of tea made him feel a sense of cordial nostalgia.
"Are you entertaining me?" The yellow shirt girl's eyelids twitched, and she suddenly felt that the man in front of her was becoming more and more annoying, and more and more like a bastard in her memory.
"I don't dare to entertain the girl. The murderer is not here now, but it doesn't mean he won't be here later. What I have to do now is to wait patiently." Noticed that the anxiety of the woman in the yellow shirt was completely different from her usual calm and breezy appearance , Song Qingshu secretly sighed, since she ran to Jin Guo Huanyiyuan to save those fallen sisters back then, she knew that she was calm in other matters, but every time it was related to sisters, it was difficult for her to calm down.
"Wait?" The yellow-shirted woman said puzzledly, "You just tell me, can I just go and catch him? Why are you wasting time here?"
"It won't work if you say it," Song Qingshu shook his finger, "Young girl is very good at nourishing her energy, so she won't be able to wait for this little time, right?"
The woman in the yellow shirt bit her lips: "Okay, I'll wait with you. If it turns out that you lied to me, be careful and I'll beat you up!"
Song Qingshu couldn't help but said: "If you are so fierce, be careful that you won't be able to get married in the future."
The woman in the yellow shirt seemed to be reminded of something sad, and her face darkened instantly: "Whether I marry or not has nothing to do with you. If you dare to talk too much, I will tell Baochai that you are molesting me."
Seeing her unkind expression, Song Qingshu wisely shut up and stopped adding fuel to the flames.
After waiting for more than an hour, suddenly a group of people came out from the city gate, and the woman in yellow shirt couldn't help being stunned: "The Tubo mission, why did they leave?"
Song Qingshu said: "The news just came that it seems that the old Zanpu has a physical problem, so the Tubo mission rushed back. You also know that the old gentleman is critically ill, and the new monarch is the most dangerous thing. Compared with the position of Zanpu Wake up, the matter of the princess is not a big deal."
"It's unreasonable. Could it be that they let Jincheng be so wronged and Mobai, and hate Jiuquan with a lifetime of stigma?" The woman in yellow went up against the case and wanted to settle accounts with Zongzan and the others.
Song Qingshu hurriedly pulled her back: "Don't be impulsive, be careful to scare the snake away."
"You mean the murderer is in their mission?" The yellow-shirted woman immediately caught the meaning of his words.
Song Qingshu didn't answer, but got up and said: "We need to observe from a high point now, you can take me to the top of that big tree." Originally, the tower was the best viewing point, but the target on the tower was too big, and A little farther away, it is still more concealed on the top of the tree.
The woman in the yellow shirt hesitated for a moment, but nodded, grabbed his shoulders and jumped lightly, onto the tallest tree nearby.
Song Qingshu had to lament that there are many advantages to pretending to be weak sometimes, such as being hugged so intimately by a beautiful woman, smelling the fragrance of a young girl, and feeling the young and soft body of a young girl, it is really difficult to change it at other times accomplish.
"Don't come so close to me!" the woman in yellow said uncomfortably.
Song Qingshu looked innocent: "It's so high, I'm afraid of falling."
The woman in the yellow shirt frowned, and was about to get angry, but she held back when she thought of the important business: "What exactly do you want to observe?"
Song Qingshu didn't answer, but began to scan the audience intently. Huang Shannu noticed that what he was looking at was not the direction of the Tubo mission, but the crowd watching along the way.
Can he see clearly so far? The woman in the yellow shirt couldn't help being a little puzzled. With her skill, people who were a little far away couldn't see clearly. Was the other party just pretending to be looking around like this, or was she really observing
"Found it!" Song Qingshu's sharp eyes finally found the target.
At this time, among the crowd, a figure watched the Tubo convoy gradually go away, and finally secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly paused because there were already two people standing in front of him.
Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Where are you going?"
The man's expression changed, he hurriedly lowered his head and pretended not to understand, and wanted to leave, but was grabbed by the woman in the yellow shirt: "I want to see who you are!"
While speaking, she tore off the scarf that was covering his face. When she saw the other person's appearance clearly, she was dumbfounded: "Why... why is it you?"
Although the person in front of him was dressed in coarse linen, he still had a graceful figure. His fair skin did not look like he was doing rough work, and his eyebrows were beautiful and dignified. He was the dead Princess Jincheng.
Princess Jincheng sighed: "How did you find me?"
Not to mention her at this moment, even the girl in yellow was puzzled, and turned to look at Song Qingshu: "What the hell is going on?"
Song Qingshu said: "I went to the Tubo Hotel early this morning, and originally wanted to persuade them to pretend to leave, but who knew that they had just received the news that Zanpu was seriously ill, and if they really wanted to leave, I followed the trend and let Yipintang The people in the city spread the news of their departure in the city, in fact, to let you who hide in the dark know, but you have to confirm with your own eyes that the people from the Tubo Mission have left before you can finally rest assured."
"How did you suspect me?" Princess Jincheng couldn't help asking.