The girl pursed her lips and sighed to herself secretly. She straightened her chest to hide her shyness, but her ears became red and she couldn't hide her. Yin Li just laughed and took Qi Niao's hand. Then walked to the tall bookshelf.
The various account books and the guest list were dazzled by Qi Qiu, but the girl thought that the characters on them were very beautiful, so she had an urge to learn calligraphy.
"Yin Li, can you write the human world?"
"The writings in the underworld and the human world are roughly the same, but they can write a little bit."
A smile was still condensed between the man's eyebrows, and he turned the page quietly.
"There are very few people in Yushui who can write. After all, we don't need it. However, I will learn when I have the opportunity."
Qi Curula took a book, unfolded it, and stared at the delicate small letters on it.
"These words are so beautiful!"
"If you want to learn, I can teach you."
"Really?"
The girl put down the book in her hand and happily jumped in front of Yin Li.
"I don't tell lies."
Yin Li took a notebook casually and patted the girl on the head.
"But it's important to find something first."
The man's hand jumped over the girl's head to take the book on the bookshelf curled up behind him. At this time, it seemed that Yin Li's tall body wrapped the girl's whole body in his arms, making people blush and heartbeat.
"Yeah! Why are you hitting me all the time these days."
Qi Qiuqi was strangely tight to Yin Li’s different temperament these days and usual, so he punched it, but the girl had just reached the man’s chin, and the punch was swiped over, and the man wrapped his pink fist with just one shot. Palm.
The girl gritted her teeth and had no other way. The place next to the bookshelf was already small and she couldn't use her fists. She couldn't fight with Yin Li. She curled up thinking about kicking it over, but her left foot hadn't stretched out yet. Yeah, Yin Li had already reacted and blocked her right leg, eating her to death.
"Don't make trouble, someone is here."
The two were very close at this time, and Yin Li could smell the sweet fragrance of the girl on the curled body. It was light and light, like a sea breeze, which was very refreshing.
Yin Li used the invisibility formula, and the two figures gradually blurred. Curls were leaning on the bookshelf at this time, so nervous that they slowed down their breathing, and the muscles of the whole body were stretched, and they didn't dare to move anymore.
The one who opened the door was a woman. When the people approached, she curled up to find that the woman was very familiar, she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, fair skin, and she was dignified and beautiful.
But where did you meet her
Qi Ling thought about it for a long time, and saw the woman carrying her skirt, tiptoeing to another bookshelf in front of her, hurriedly flipping through the pages of the book, and from time to time to see if anyone came in at the door, being extremely cautious.
"I remember, she is Chun Xing Daiyu's top card, Wan'er, I saw her in the portrait in the hall before!"
The girl yelled out what she was thinking, and she jumped in surprise.
"Who?"
Wan'er looked around with courage and found that a man and a woman appeared behind the innermost bookshelf. She was about to scream, and the girl among them had already come over and covered her mouth.
"Don't yell, you will be discovered by then."
"Who are you and why are you here?"
Wan'er's voice trembled, and she didn't expect to meet someone else here. Looking at the girl in front of her, her face was stunning, her icy blue eyes were very beautiful, but she was threatening.
"How are we here and why tell you, it would be better for you to talk about what are you here for?"
Can't wait for Wan'er's answer, she sneered,
"Heh, don't you? Don't blame me for being polite."
"Wan'er just wants to find her own deed."
In a hurry, Wan'er said the purpose of coming here.
"The girl will go around Wan'er, what the girl is looking for, maybe I can help the girl."
"Very good, if you can help me, you can let you go, then you can tell me who is the backer behind this spring apricot with rain."
"Wan'er knows, Wan'er knows, it was Wang Miao, the prime minister of the country who chased Yun, and Wan'er was sold here."
"Oh?"
The frowning eyebrows were raised, and he was inquisitive.
"How did you get sold here by Wang Miao?"
"The girl doesn't know, Wan'er was originally a lady of the official royal family. Although my dad is only a fourth-grade official, he has a bit of a thin face in front of the emperor. My dad is upright and can't see Wang Miao secretly fish and meat. The prime minister's book, but Wang Miao was holding a grudge against my dad. My whole family suffered unexplained grievances. My dad was beheaded and my mother hanged herself. I was the only one left, but she was sold here. In Huajie Willow Lane."
When Wan'er talked about what happened to her, she was inadvertently sad, she actually bowed her head and sobbed softly.
"Tsk tusk tusk, it's really miserable, then you can quickly find your deed and escape, but before that, you have to help me find evidence that Wang Miao is the master behind the curtain of Chun Xing's rain."
Curly looked at Wan'er with some sympathy, but still didn't forget what was going on.
"Wan'er knows that one day she secretly followed Mrs. Yue to come here, and happened to see Mrs. Yue hiding something. It should be what the girl wanted."
After Wan'er finished speaking, she walked to the west corner of the last bookshelf to search according to her memory.
"Girl, it should be this box!"
After taking out the layers of yellowed papers, Wan'er saw a mahogany box below, and excitedly took it out and handed it to Qi Curula.
The latter took it and looked up and down, seeing that the box was locked, and handed it to Yin Li, letting him find a way.
How could the lock of the human world be so rare that the king of the underworld? Yin Li didn't even touch the brass lock with his hand, and the box opened by himself. There were two stacks of paper neatly placed inside, one of which was wrapped in black silk cloth. On it.
Needless to say, the black cloth wrapped in the details of the money handed over to the Prime Minister's House by the steward of Chun Xing Daiyu, and some documents sent by Wang Miao, and the other pile is the sales of the girls in the building. Contracted.
"This Wang Miao really took a lot of money."
Yin Li handed a pile of sales deeds to Wan'er, and the other pile was wrapped in black cloth and put in the sleeves of his clothes, and he was about to leave with curls, but Wan'er stopped by aloud.
"Girl, Wan'er is helpless here, can you ask the girl to bring Wan'er with you?"
"You? What can you do with me?"
"Wan'er can do anything. Didn't the girl find evidence that Wang Miao is the master behind this brothel? That girl must be trying to expose Wang Miao's evil deeds. Wan'er can testify for the girl."
The woman who spoke seemed to be cruel, insisting to follow Qi Qi and leave.
"Yin Li?"
Qi Niao glanced tentatively at Yin Li and asked his opinion.
"Well, that's fine."
Yin Li nodded, and a black light shot into Wan'er's nape, and the woman fell softly.
After all, she was a beauty like a flower and a jade, Qi Ling didn't want her to fall to the ground, and took advantage of the trend to help, but Yin Li suddenly said a word.
"You help yourself."
She didn't want to let Wan'er get a little bit in the corner of her clothes, and took her back to the inn with a few curls.
When the three of them arrived at the inn, Wan'er was still dizzy, and Qi Curula gave her to the guy in the inn, and then packed a room for her to live alone, but they were not on the same floor as Qi Curula.
Soon it was lunch. Tianyin and Wei Heng hadn't come back, and they were boring. Suddenly they remembered that Yin Li had agreed to teach himself to write. He asked for paper, ink, pen and inkstone from the shopkeeper, and then went to Yin Li's residence. Tianzi box.
At this time, the sky outside was a bit gloomy, and the wind was sticky and greasy, making people uncomfortable. Qi Niao stood outside the door because he was holding a bunch of things and could not knock on the door, so he raised his foot and kicked the door. The man said "wait" inside the door, but the girl stayed outside the door for a while without seeing Yin Li coming out, curled up and kicked the door open, and walked directly in.
"Yin Li, teach me to write—"
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Yin Lipi with wet hair scattered and walking towards him with a belt. There was still some white water vapor behind the small screen behind him.
"Why are you bathing?"
The curly face was a little hot, she could see clearly just now, the man's sexy apple throat, and the enchanting collarbone, and below is—
The girl didn't dare to think about it anymore.
"Why, who ruled that I can't take a bath?"
Yin Li tilted his head and looked at Qi curled up amusedly. Drops of water were falling from his undried hair, just sliding into his chest.
"No one prescribed it."
Curl and speechless, standing stupidly just holding a pile of things, Yin Li walked towards him step by step, took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed them neatly on the small table in front of the window.
"Curl, come here, don't you want to learn to write?"
Yin Li beckoned and asked Qi Niao to curl over.
"I will teach you to write your name first."
The man encircled the girl from behind, put his right hand on the curled right hand, and taught her how to hold a pen. He took the inkstone with his left hand and began to rub the ink, and then dipped the brush a few times on the inkstone and began to teach curly writing.
She didn’t know exactly what she was thinking at the moment. This brain was almost exploded, and she could only feel that her right hand was held by Yin Li, and the bamboo pole of the brush was a little hot with the heat, while the man’s hand was a bit hot. It was cold, passed through her skin into the blood, and dissipated a little bit of heat, while Yinli's hair was not dry, and his curls could smell the fresh scent of saponins and his unique body scent.
"Okay, write it yourself."
Yin Li's smiling voice came from the top of his head, and when he curled up his mind, he saw that there were already three characters Qi Niaoqi on the white paper, the pen was sharp, and the majestic air came on his face.
"it is good."
Curly grabbed the pen and started to write, but it was not writing, but it could be said to be a painting, copying the three characters above and drawing it, crooked, sometimes thick and thin, like a ghost drawing symbol.
"Really, you wrote according to me."
Yin Li chuckled helplessly, then grabbed his curled hand and began to write one stroke at a time.
The dark clouds outside the window became denser and denser, gathering together, blocking most of the light, and suddenly there was a bang, and the wind began to pour in violently, blowing the pages of the book with a rustling noise.
"Look, God can't see your ugly words."
Yin Li sneered, pressing the paper with the inkstone, and seeing that the sky outside the window had completely dimmed, and the wind was so strong, Qi Qiuyu also curiously stood on tiptoes and looked around, and he saw the noisy street, the wind handles. The sunshades of some shops were blown off, and the skirts of the girls were blown up. Everyone hurriedly packed their things and left.
"Is this going to be a storm?"
With a curl of a word, it drifted into the wind.