That night, Nan Yi's wound began to become inflamed. At first, she felt cold and shivering, and then in the early morning she felt hot and uncontrollable, tossing and turning.
When she was in a daze, she didn't know that Xie Queshan kept her awake all night. She had many broken dreams, in which there were Zhang Yuehui, Xie Queshan, and even the dead Pang Yu, Song Yushu, whom she had only met once, and Lingfu Diji, who was isolated by the wealthy family.
Then, she was woken up by the noisy sound of Ugur sand.
"Xie Queshan, I want to ask you. The city defense map is a secret in the military. Only you and I have seen it. But the remnants of Bingzhusi who escaped yesterday know the defenses in the city very well. Tell me, what the hell is this? Why?"
Xie Queshan pretended to be surprised: "General Husha, this is wrong. You and I are not the only ones who have seen the city defense map."
"Of course it's more than that. I'm afraid you leaked it to the Bingzhusi party members!"
"You never told me that the city defense map cannot be shown to others. I handed the city defense map to the prefect Huang Yankun yesterday. If the remnants of Bingzhusi want to rob people, the prefect of Lidu Prefecture must also cooperate with us in setting up defenses, right?"
"you--"
Usha was stunned. He was suspicious of Xie Queshan, and gave him the city defense map just to test his position. He was already very suspicious, and everything he said seemed to be quibbling, but he couldn't catch him at all, and even He led him astray - indeed, Huang Yankun was not a completely trustworthy person.
Nan Yi had completely woken up. Hearing Xie Queshan's words, he was speechless. He was really an old fox. He had a back-up plan for every step he took.
Usha's face turned gloomy: "Last night, the guards discovered that someone had broken into Wangxuewu. They followed the trail and found that you were having a romantic affair with a woman. It was quite a coincidence."
Usha turned to look at the screen: "It can't be the same person, right?"
Xie Queshan sneered: "What, you want to see my woman too?"
Usha and Xie Queshan were in a stalemate. At this moment, they were competing to see who was more confident.
Nan Yi, who was lying on the bed, also became nervous. If Husha really dared to come and check, he might recognize her...
Xie Queshan took the initiative and threw the cup in his hand at the screen with such force that the screen fell to the ground, leaving an unobstructed view of the bedroom.
Nan Yi exclaimed and turned away hastily, her black hair scattered on the pillow.
"——Give me the courage, do you dare to look at it?"
Usha glanced at the woman on the bed, finally laughed lukewarmly, and finally gave in: "I was the one who offended, Mr. Queshan."
"Xie Zhu was kidnapped. Husha, you, the one responsible for guarding, didn't reflect on yourself, but you came to me and talked nonsense. It's hard for me to speak for you, Prime Minister."
Usha gritted his teeth and handed over his hand: "After your humble position, you must fulfill your duties. After all, Xie Zhu is just a bait. If you lose it, you will lose it. The final target is King Ling'an - we have a long future."
Usha didn't get any favors, so he left behind a half-threatening sentence and left angrily.
Nan Yi sat up in shock and looked at Xie Queshan: "Husha is so suspicious, can I still leave Jingfengju and go back?"
"Not yet."
"When will that wait?"
Xie Queshan walked over and slowly held up the screen: "Wait."
……
Xie Queshan went out in the afternoon.
The news that Xie Zhu was rescued under Qi Ren's nose quickly spread throughout the city. It was a great joy and the hearts of everyone in Lidu Mansion were even more united. It is said that Wanyan Jun wanted to take over the Shipping Department, but was scolded by the literati in the Shipping Department. Xie Queshan went out for this matter.
Nan Yi was restless waiting and wanted to chat with He Ping, but He Ping ignored her at all. In the end, Nan Yi squatted in the yard, looking boredly at a lone ant in the flower bed, then cleared the snow and started playing in the mud.
The mud formed a human shape, and Nan Yi poked at it hard with a dead branch, treating it as Xie Queshan to vent his anger.
"A curse is useless without a name written on it."
Xie Queshan's voice came from behind. Nan Yi didn't bother to raise his head and poked the little clay figurine hard again.
"Then you teach me how to write your name, and I'll curse you to death."
"Yeah, I almost forgot, you said you wanted me to teach you how to read."
“……”
Nan Yi stood up speechlessly and looked back at Xie Queshan: "You can't take it seriously, can you?"
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Nan Yi's face, making the expression on her face extremely vivid.
Xie Queshan had been running around outside for a day, dealing with nothing more than the fact that the whole city was on guard and still couldn't find Xie Zhu. Wan Yanjun was scolded by the group of literati and was so scared that he didn't dare to kill.
It was so smoky, but when I returned to the courtyard and saw a girl with a full head of black hair squatting and playing in the mud in the sunset, I felt inexplicably refreshed.
Xie Queshan smiled: "You are boring anyway."
Nan Yi followed Xie Queshan into the room.
"Wash your hands." Xie Queshan raised his chin towards the basin on the side.
Nan Yi just dipped her hands in the water and considered it was done.
Xie Queshan frowned, walked over and pressed Nan Yi's hand back into the basin.
He hugged Nan Yi from behind, making her a little stiff and at a loss for a moment, and she could only let him control her. He washed her hands carefully three times with soap locust, and frowned even more when he saw her dirty nails.
Without any explanation, he pulled her to sit on the couch and found the scissors from the drawer.
When Nan Yi saw him taking out the scissors, he started to feel frightened and quickly retracted his hand.
"I'm just poking the little clay figurine with a branch, you're not going to poke me with scissors, are you?"
Xie Queshan rolled his eyes, pulled Nan Yi's hand back, and began to lower his head seriously to trim Nan Yi's nails... Nan Yi stared nervously for a long time, and found that he was indeed just trimming her nails.
These decisive hands are actually trimming my nails?
Nan Yi was a little confused at this moment.
She raised her eyes to look at Xie Queshan's face. He lowered his head and lowered his eyes. From this angle, it turned out that his eyelashes were very long, covering his always cold gaze. At this moment, he looked like a young man with no distractions, focused. I wasted a lot of my youth on things that had nothing to do with romance.
Nan Yi's hand was held in the palm of Xie Queshan's palm. His palm was slightly sweaty. The only sound in the room was the sound of scissors biting.
He suddenly asked: "Who gave you this bracelet?"
He held her right hand, which happened to be wearing the jade bracelet. She had been wearing it for a long time, but he had never asked about it. He didn't know which tendon was wrong today, but he suddenly asked about it.
friend? Sweetheart?
Nan Yi blurted out: "fiancé."
She didn't even know why she told this lie. She almost subconsciously wanted to use some lies to distance herself from him.
But what strange distance could there be between her and him?
He paused and looked up at her.
Nan Yi was panicked by the sight, and added guiltily: "In the past."
"Where are the others?"
"He went to join the army three years ago and left me this bracelet before we left."
Xie Queshan sneered: "I know it's hard to keep money in troubled times, but I still want to leave you such a conspicuous and valuable thing. I'm afraid I don't have any good intentions."
Nan Yi became anxious and retorted: "You're talking nonsense! He is the best person in the world!"
"If you are so good, why would you be left on the street to be a thief?"
Nan Yi still wanted to argue, but was speechless.
He seemed to be right. When they first met, she looked extremely embarrassed because of stealing things and carrying this valuable jade bracelet, but this could only be attributed to the unpredictable nature of the world.
Nan Yi still wanted to fight back and retorted: "A person without emotions like you won't understand at all."
Xie Queshan didn't answer and continued to lower his head to trim her nails.
Nan Yi was already resisting: "What on earth are you going to do?"
After pruning, Xie Queshan brought Nan Yi to the desk and asked her to sit down.
"To read and write, you must have a clean body and a calm mind."
Nan Yi was confused. It turned out that he had such a sense of ritual towards reading.
Xie Sui'an was full of regret when talking about Xie Queshan's past. She also once admired her brother. But when she talked about the present, she wanted to scold Xie Queshan inside and outside. She said that he was not worthy of being a nobleman or reading the books of sages.
At that time, the scene of Pang Yu and everyone in the inn dying in front of her was so shocking that Nan Yi thought that this person would only hold a sword, bathed in blood, and kill like the king of hell.
But she suddenly remembered that when she first met him, she had mistaken him for a spotless noble son of some noble clan.
There were many sides to him that she couldn't fathom. What kind of person is he, and what kind of beliefs does he have?
"You have a photographic memory, so you should be able to read quickly."
Xie Queshan's voice interrupted Nan Yi's random thoughts and he opened a copybook.
"You really want to teach me how to read - why?" Nan Yi was really confused. He didn't look like he was joking at all.
"Because you can use it." Xie Queshan said concisely.
But Xie Queshan is not an excellent teacher. He is very knowledgeable and has difficulty understanding the world of ignorant people, so his patience with Nan Yi is very limited.
Just holding a pen took half an hour of teaching. Holding the brush by the elbow is by no means a comfortable position. Nan Yi has his own habit of exerting force, and his wrist suddenly collapses, and he habitually finds a lazy position. Finally, Xie Queshan was forced to draw his sword and pressed the blade against Nan Yi's wrist.
The effect was immediate, but Nan Yi was dissatisfied and pretended to be pitiful while writing.
"I just injured my shoulder and I can't exert any strength at all..."
"You injured your left shoulder and it has nothing to do with your right hand."
“……”
Nan Yi's little trick was exposed, and with a strong force in his hand, an extremely ugly character with different thicknesses was born.
Xie Queshan tapped the table impatiently: "Concentrate."
Nan Yi regained consciousness and looked at the paper. The words in the copybook were written by Xie Queshan. The characters can be freely retracted and retracted, and the strokes are strong and powerful. However, what she wrote on the paper is full of unstructured graphics. Yes, they can only be called graphics, not even words.
Nan Yi himself lamented: "There are so many differences between this man's handwriting and his handwriting."
“Everyone’s handwriting is different in the world.”
With these words, Xi Liangqianjin nodded at Nan Yi inadvertently. She thought of the secret letter in Xie Queshan's wallet. The handwriting was obviously not Xie Queshan's. If the handwriting was compared, could the traitor be found?
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door from outside.
He Ping informed: "Sir, Master Huang, the prefect, wants to see you."
"Don't make any sound."
Xie Queshan whispered to Nan Yi and blew out the candle on the table. The bookcase behind the screen fell into darkness, and no more figures could be seen.
Huang Yankun entered the room with a flattering smile on his face.
"Master Queshan, how are you doing at home these days?"
Xie Queshan didn't show any attentiveness, and said calmly: "I just met Magistrate Huang during the day, and I came here late at night, so I might as well skip the pleasantries and tell you the reason for my visit first."
"There is indeed an important matter in this humble position... On the day Xie Zhu was kidnapped, your sister, Miss Xie Liu, secretly left the house and knocked me unconscious. I'm afraid she has something to do with the case."
"Really? Then why didn't you say it during the day?"
"After all, even in a humble position, there is a heart of compassion. Miss Xie Liu is so heroic and heroic. I have been in love with her for a long time. How can I push her into a pit of fire?"
Nan Yi curiously touched the screen and peeked at what was going on outside.
"Then what do you mean by coming to me?"
Xie Queshan lowered his head to make tea for Huang Yankun with smooth movements.
"Master Queshan, wouldn't it be a headache to have such a sister in the house? General Husha is suspicious, and now Master Wanyan is here. I'm afraid you can't make any mistakes, right? I have a way to get the best of both worlds, which can control her Thank you Miss Liu for being able to protect her."
"tell me the story."
"You might as well marry Miss Xie Liu to me - you know that I lost my wife in my early years, and I have only one son in the family, so I can't marry again. First, I come from a noble family, and now I am in a high position. Even if I renew my marriage, I can't marry her again." Secondly, I am not the kind of person who looks for flowers and willows, and it is difficult for ordinary women to be attracted to me."
Xie Queshan frowned slightly, but did not interrupt.
"I am thirty-five years old, not too old, and I have a lot of troops in Lidu Mansion. The Xie family is a big family in Lidu Mansion. If you and I get married, wouldn't it be a powerful union? Xie Liu If the girl becomes mine, I will naturally keep her kidnapping of Xie Zhu firmly in my heart and will never reveal the slightest bit about it."
Nan Yi's eyebrows suddenly jumped. From a pros and cons perspective, what Magistrate Huang said was not unreasonable. Xie Queshan wouldn't sell his sister to this bad old man, would he? !
In just a few words, Huang Yankun's mouth became dry and he reached for the tea prepared by Xie Queshan.
Xie Queshan picked up the tea cup before him. Huang Yankun thought he was going to hand it to him, so he started to smile. However, Xie Queshan poured all the hot tea into Huang Yankun's hand without any pause. .
Huang Kun screamed in surprise when he was burned and almost jumped up. He looked at Xie Queshan in shock and confusion.
"roll."
Xie Queshan only uttered one word.
Huang Yankun was furious: "You - aren't you afraid that I will report Xie Liu in front of Husha?!"
"I only gave you the city defense map. That day Xie Zhu was robbed, but you were also on the street. How much do you think your words were worth to Usha? He didn't touch you because I was protecting you. "
These words made Huang Yankun freeze in place with coldness, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.
Xie Queshan stared at Huang Yankun gloomily: "Xie Sui'an is my sister. She wants to be my brother-in-law, so you have to weigh her own weight."
Huang Yankun walked for a long time, and Xie Queshan sat motionless. Nan Yi walked out from behind the screen, took a dry towel to help him dry the water stains on the table, then sat down next to him, and then asked carefully he.
"Why didn't you agree?"
Xie Queshan looked at Nan Yi, but there was a vague sadness in his eyes.
He calmly recounted something: "Xie Sui'an's fiancé is Pang Yu."
Nan Yi froze in shock.
"Pang Yu? But he's not..."
Died in front of you.
