"Girl." After Zhiqiu served Ling Yue to change her regular clothes, she saw that she was worried, but she couldn't help but speak: "You must have been scared by what happened just now."

Ling Yue spread her bun, and was almost waist-lengthed, black and shiny against the candlelight. She shook her head gently: "I think you have been busy for a while, so let's rest. I'm fine, but there are still many."

Zhiqiu bowed and retreated, and repeatedly confirmed that he had closed the door, and then went to the bedroom of the first-class maid. Although Xia Sang was like her, the girl had always asked her to do such close-up service. Therefore, when she came back to the house, Xia Sang ran away. Tonight, she must ask her carefully. It would be fine if she didn't want to help her master, but how could she hide behind the girl?

Ling Yue lifted up the blue gauze tent and tried to shout a few times: "Zhiqiu? Zhiqiu!" After a while, no one responded. She turned over and got out of bed neatly, tiptoed to the door with the hazy moonlight outside the window, and squeaked. In the quiet environment around, the small sound was also very obvious. Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise how could she explain her sneaky look?

She took two steps at once and soon arrived in front of the pear blossoms and begonia in Jinyu Garden. This was the special connection between her and Wuying. She respected the professional qualities of the killer. She has never left a mark when there is a third person for so many years.

She took a very thin and long silver needle from the top and counted it from the lower part to the higher part. On the third branch, several crabapples bloomed just in a good shape, clustered together, and crowded. The crabapples in Jinyu Garden are different from ordinary varieties. Generally, crabapples bloom in April and May, while this plant has a flowering period between March and April. Therefore, if you contact Wuying, you only need to make a fuss on the "three".

After all, Ling Yue thought it was too troublesome to have such a long woman in the deep courtyard, but she agreed with Wuying's insistence. She thought this method would never come in handy, but she didn't expect that one day she would take the initiative to find Wuying.

She gently picked up the third crabapple flower, and pierced a row of tightly arranged small holes on it with the embroidered silver needles to make the girl's red. If the traces left by ordinary flying insects, they would definitely not be so regular. In other words, as long as they are arranged into the simplest and regular lines, they can make effective distinctions. Ling Yue put away the silver needle, looked around, and confirmed that it was correct, and then let out a long sigh. Why is this more guilty than being a thief?

Looking at the crabapple with the fragrance of flowers, Ling Yue felt a little melancholy inside. I wonder if Wuying knew that she was looking for him? It was also a god. Wuying gave her the feeling that this person was not a killer at all. He did nothing every day and always appeared when she was the only one left around.

A tree of crabapple branches and leaves swaying, flowers falling, and a strange wind suddenly rises.

It's Wuying coming.

Almost at the same time, a strange idea that had never been born before emerged from Ling Yue's mind. Maybe her thinking was too limited. It wasn't that Wuying was doing nothing, and no matter how ignorant he did nothing, wouldn't there be such a coincidence? Could it be that Wuying kept staring at her in a place she couldn't see?

"Master, are you looking for me?" Wuying's cold voice sounded behind her back. Without looking at his expression, Ling Yue could imagine that ghosts and gods were going to retreat. This was not because he was ugly, and Wuying's appearance could still bear the word "handsome", but the coldness of the killer's whole body was uncomfortable. If he hadn't known that Wuying would never hurt him, Ling Yue would not dare to talk to him.

Let's suppress the doubts in my heart for the time being. Ling Yue didn't know his origin and did not intend to understand them. She had never hurt her. She was willing to give Wuying all her trust: "Tonight, have you entered the palace?"

The two of them have always had this conversation, and they are straightforward: "Yes, right outside Chongguang Building."

Ling Yue didn't intend to explore it to the end. But Wuying called herself the master, she had never seen him perform anything other than the tasks assigned by her. Although her "trivial" tasks were indeed not considered any tasks.

Wuying didn't intend to hide anything: "Do you still remember the girl who my master asked me to look for last time?"

"Ah?" He said that he was for the follow-up of the matter: "It has something to do with Zui Menglou?"

Although the whole story is long, Wuying has the ability to tell long stories, which is also a habit of being a killer for many years: "The man who seduces girls has business dealings with Zui Menglou, and if the madam in Zui Menglou is not an exception, he is a person in the palace."

"Palace?" Ling Yue knew that Wuying must be very confident, otherwise she would not be lying nonsense, nor would she go to the palace to check: "What are you going to do?"

The people in the palace were involved in this, so it would be better to hand it over to the Ministry of Justice for treatment. Ling Yue had a sudden inspiration and thought of an idea that could not only show off her strengths but also investigate the matter: "Wuying, you should check this matter. Tell me any abnormal movements."

"Yes." Wuying looked at Ling Yue who wanted to speak but stopped: "What's the problem with the master? Wuying cleans up the master."

Ling Yue squeezed out a smile, and what she wanted to say next might be called out of her ears: "If you have the ability, are you willing to be a killer who will never see the light of day? This time is different from before. I know a general who owe me a favor. If I recommend you to him, it will be a good thing for both of you. Do you want to consider it?"

For some reason, when she was with Wuying, Ling Yue felt that her eloquence had made rapid progress. Perhaps it was because of the guilt of "imprisoning" talents that she had discovered a lot of potential.

Wuying didn't think without thinking, and even a look of disdain and contempt appeared in his eyes. However, he was properly grasped and was not looked at by Ling Yue: "Wuying swears to follow his master to the death."

Ling Yue rubbed her forehead, and then she walked back. She cleared her throat: "Since that's the case, you still go and investigate. If you have any news, tell me. I'll find a way to ask someone to check."

In this matter, she was not a righteous man who had no choice but to serve the country. She had the Marquis of Pingyang and the Princess of the Grand Principe, and the guards of the Marquis' Mansion below. In addition to these, she also had the brother who had been a companion to the prince. No matter how bad she was, there was also a Zhuma Majesty.

However, since some things are excluded from the beginning, it will be difficult to ask others to do anything in the future. For example, if they are asked to investigate this matter, it is good to find out the truth, but isn’t the matter that she once had a dispute with someone outside the Zui Meng Tower exposed? Ling Yue will still have to get married in the future, so she can’t leave any laughing stocks or braids.

From this perspective, there are only two people who can rely on, one is Wuying and the other is Su Yunqi.
Chapter completed!