Shao Yan pushed the door and went in.

The study room is very large and wide, with a desk in the middle, and the pens, inkstones on the desk are neatly arranged, and a cat carved paper town is pressed on the corners.

There are no bookshelfs full of books and files on both sides, only calligraphy and paintings all over the wall. A small short case is placed in the corner of the wall, and a complete set of tea sets are placed on the short case.

Shao Yan sat behind the desk and put the little thing in his arms on the desk. Snowball twisted his body reluctantly and stared at him pitifully. His pair of ice blue eyes were as soft as if water was about to drip out of it, and he meowed and pounced into his arms.

"Snowball, obedient!"

A sad "meow" sounded like a resentful woman.

"Hmm? Stop making trouble, Snowball."

Seeing the man and cat "flirting" as if no one was around, Tianfeng couldn't help but cough, "Master, the matter is important."

Snowball immediately turned his head and stared at Tianfeng, his eyes were fierce and grinning, but he didn't make a sound, which was a silent threat.

A temporary favor is not a lifetime favor. When one day the master has a new love, see if it can still be so arrogant!

Tian Feng looked at the lotus lantern hanging on the wall and pretended not to see it. "Master, my subordinate found that Zhang Bang had taken a concubine in his early years, but he didn't enter the mansion and kept it secretly outside, hiding it very deeply."

"After saying that, he is a doctor who is from the fifth grade, even the concubine has to be kept outside. This official is in vain! It's a waste!" Shao Yan reached out and gently followed the snowball's back to comfort it.

"Master, it's not that Zhang Bang is unwilling to take it back, but that the identity of this concubine is really unavailable and cannot enter the threshold of the Duke of Xiangguo's Mansion."

"What are you defending for him? I don't know what kind of virtue he has? He has never made any progress. He will always be a concubine son who is looked down upon." Shao Yan snorted lightly, his face was not kind, and Xueqiu seemed to feel his depression. He turned his head and stared at Tianfeng again. Bingbingliangliang was very fierce.

Tianfeng looked away, "What the master said."

Shao Yan suddenly frowned again, "I asked you to check Zheng Jing, why did you find Zhang Bang?"

Although Zheng Jing has been convicted, the secrets he knows must not be the ones found. Otherwise, he would not have been so rampant in Jiufang County over the years, and no one can sue him. Someone behind him must have dealt with him afterwards.

"Master, my subordinate chased Zheng Jing and found out that he had a good friend named Lu Zhu. He ran away the night of Zheng Jingshi. The house was cleaned up and there was no clue. Later, someone saw her appear in Yong'an. My subordinates investigated all the way and found that she was a maid next to Fu Cui, a famous actor in Sihuai Tower.

Sihuai Tower is also a place of fireworks. It is spread all over the prefectures and counties in Daning, but there is no Fengshui Prefecture. Its reputation is almost comparable to Chaoxian Pavilion, but it is not as elegant as Chaoxian Pavilion. It is more vulgar and gold and silver. It is also considered an old rival who has been competing for many years.

"Sihuai Tower?" Shao Yan thought about it carefully, "Why don't I remember there is a person named Fucui in Sihuai Tower."

"Fucui was quite famous ten years ago. I heard that she was redeemed later and disappeared from now on. My master was young at that time and happened to be his Majesty seized the throne, so he didn't pay much attention to this."

Shao Yan was silent for a while and suddenly sneered, "Ten years ago? I didn't expect that my lonely cousin would fall in love with an old woman and raise her as an outdoor room. It tastes so strong!"

Tian Feng was silent. The master was so angry that he was not angry that Fu Cui was so humble, but instead he was too old?

According to his investigation, Fucui was only twelve or thirteen years ago, but now she is at most twenty-two or three years older than her master. She is an old woman. What is that master, the old man?

After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but feel cold all over. He quickly drove away these thoughts and said, "Fucui lives in Changyifang now. According to neighbors, the maid next to Fucui was not found by her, but brought to her by a man. Only Zhang Bang can enter and exit Changyifang. Will this Luzhu know something that will come to Yong'an and join Zhang Bang immediately after Zheng Jing's accident?"

"Let's check again, where Fucui went after she disappeared ten years ago, and she will find out all her details."

"yes."

Shao Yan stood up in his arms with Snowball in his arms and planned to go back to the bedroom.

"By the way, master, the matter about the Shen family has been circulating in the city recently."

He stopped, "What happened to the Shen family?"

Tianfeng: "...It's okay."

"I'll tell me one day that they have been killed. "I'll walk away, cold and careless.

Tianfeng followed behind, looking at Shao Yan's cold and solemn figure walking in the night wind, remembering the entanglement between the master and Chen Biyue before returning to Yong'an City. There were too many and profound things, which made him feel that they would be like this, and they would be entangled with each other for the rest of their lives.

In just one day, the master has returned to his previous appearance when he met that girl. His attitude towards the Shen family is the same as before. He has destroyed the clan and mentioned it again. If he has no discussion on immortality, he should have completely forgotten that girl.

But that girl knew too many secrets about her master. If she really let her go, what should she do if something happens in the future? If she wants to save her, she will be too late.

He thought about it all the way, and suddenly a ball of warm and soft things were stuffed into his arms.

It was snowball, with a pair of ice-blue eyes staring at him, arrogant and slutty, arrogant and disdainful.

His arms trembled and he almost couldn't hold him.

"Send her back to Dashi, and tell her to keep her well. If she is negligent, she will be taken to Chaoxian Pavilion and sold it."

Shao Yan locked Tianfeng outside the door, walked closer to the inner room, took off his clothes all the way, and his clothes were scattered all over the floor. When he walked to the bed, he was only a thin inner and fur trousers left, which were scattered on the side of his pale face, with bright red lips as red as blood, and there was a unique charm.

He stood beside the couch, his eyes falling on a small desk next to the couch, and a brocade box was placed on the short desk.

Sitting beside the couch, I reached out to take the brocade box and opened it. There was a thread of head tied with a thin rope inside. It was still so soft and black in less than a day, and it felt very good to touch.

The story of the Shen family's legitimate daughter returning to her house has spread throughout the streets and alleys of Yong'an. Even if the sky wind did not report it, he heard the conversation between Dashi and the three Wan brothers. The greatest pleasure in their lives was to talk about the secrets of the various houses, and even the rumors on the streets and alleys were involved.

She is really a character, but she has to be so arrogant when she goes home. She wants to declare her identity to everyone in the world. She is such a presumptuous and slutty girl.

His lips curled up slightly, and suddenly he lowered again, thinking about what that girl did! Annoying!

Cover with brocade box, throw it aside and sleep.

After a while, he sat up from the bed, stretched one leg and bent the other leg, put one hand on his bent knee, staring at the brocade box that was thrown to the end of the bed for a while, and suddenly reached out and pinched his nose.

"Sky wind."

"Subordinate is here."

"You go out and ask Xuanyi to come in."

"yes."

After a while, Xuanyi was wearing red clothes and turned into the door openly. Before she could shout "Master", Shao Yan raised his hand and smashed a brocade box on him. He quickly stretched out his hand to catch it.

"Dispose this thing!"

Xuanyi: "..."

He was a little confused. Isn’t it better to find Tianfeng to deal with things? What did he come to him for?

Despite his doubts, he held the brocade box, "Yes, master."

Turning around and leaving, Shao Yan's voice came from behind, "Treat as soon as possible, give it to me after processing."

Xuanyi stopped instantly, "Master...what do you want to deal with this thing?"

"You open it and take a look."

When I opened it, I was frightened in an instant. The expression on my face was rarely distorted. Whose head is this?

"The human head was tiring in a few days after taking it off. You..." Shao Yan paused for a moment, for some reason, and Xuanyi couldn't see his expression clearly through the curtain.

"I understand." Xuanyi replied. The master couldn't say anything, so he took the initiative to clear the siege. He really felt that he was an excellent subordinate, better than Tianfeng and the others.

After the head is cut off, it will dry up after being left for a long time. The master does not call Tianfeng, but calls him to come because only he knows how to deal with it can keep a strand of head in its original form.

I just don’t know who this thread belongs to. Could it be... After thinking for a while, Shen Biyue’s appearance suddenly flashed in his mind, and he was immediately frightened by his thoughts.

Bah, what was he thinking? That girl was definitely not worthy of her master, but after thinking about it, no one could make her master so concerned.

"If you understand, go out, I want to sleep for a while."

"yes."

The wide red sleeves covered the brocade box, and he stepped out. After finishing the thread of his head, he turned around and asked the others to see if the master had any new love or old love in private.

——

Before going to bed, Shen Biyue suddenly sneezes.

Rubbing your nose doesn't seem like a sign of illness. Could it be that some slap is scolding her behind the scenes?

Since she met Shao Yan, she seemed to have been running around and working hard, and she hasn't slept a few times. She could even sit in the dilapidated and humid utility room for a night.

Now sleeping in a warm quilt, it is fragrant, soft and thick. There are also ground dragons burning in the room, so warm that it makes people want to pour a cup of herbal tea.

A good night of dreams.

If you sleep well, you will wake up early the next day.

She put on her clothes and just opened the door when she saw Mo Sheng sitting by the door. When she heard her movements, she immediately opened her eyes.

"Why are you sleeping here?" Shen Biyue frowned, "Didn't I arrange for you to rest in the back room?"

Mo Sheng rubbed his eyes and stood up. She was wearing clothes that Shen's house assigned to the maids. The dark blue color is a symbol of the first-class maid, which is different from the light blue color of the lower-class maids.

"I heard from Linghua that the personal maid is to serve her intimately."

Shen Biyue found it funny, "You don't have to sit at the door when you serve me in close proximity. You have to follow me closely at other times, but you can go back to your room to rest when you sleep."

"I was a little worried when I heard the girl say those things yesterday, so I wanted to stay outside."

Shen Biyue was stunned, then shook her head and sighed, "Okay, you will go back to your room to sleep when I go to bed in the future. Do you know?"

"knew."

"Call Linghua to come and wash it for me, and you can go back to your room to clean up."

"But girl, I am your personal maid."

"The personal maid also represents the face of the master. I don't want people to see my maid with a unkempt face. Just ask Linghua to come over, go quickly and be obedient."

Mo Sheng didn't insist anymore and went to call Linghua.

Linghua woke up early in the morning. When Mo Sheng came over and shouted, she immediately went to wash and dress up Chen Biyue.
To be continued...