My wife is beautiful

The next day Song Ling came again, and with a sly smile, he persuaded Mr. Zhao to stay for a few more days, but Mr. Zhao was eager to leave immediately, so he cut him off with a few words.Li Qingshu, on the other hand, kept looking at Song Ling with a smile on his face. After Song Ling left, Master Zhao said displeasedly, "What do you think about that kid?"

Li Qingshu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "That kid really looks like my elder brother, don't you feel it?"

Mr. Zhao really didn't feel it. After Li Qingshu reminded him, he compared it seriously in his heart, stroked his chin and thought: "You said that, then Song Ling is quite similar to you."

"right."

Li Qingshu narrowed his eyes with a smile, held his chin and said: "There have been too many troubles in the past two days, but I have forgotten the important things. As far as I know, the daughter of Prince Jing'an has died in just a few months since she lost her husband. He died in depression, leaving behind a son who looked like a medicine jar. I saw that child once in the past. He was skinny, and he didn't seem to live long. Only four years later, the child looked so lively and clever. .”

"what do you mean?"

Li Qingshu thought for a while, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, "I don't know too well, but I want to ask Prince Jing'an about something."

Mr. Zhao was silent for a while, and said, "I will accompany you."

"No, I'll go by myself."

Master Zhao who was rejected was full of displeasure, "Then you said that you have been very annoying these two days, are you talking bad about me?"

Li Qingshu's expression paused, and the corner of his eyes turned to Mr. Zhao, his smile weakened a little, "How can I, how dare I..."

Master Zhao snorted, turned around, and said in a low voice, "Come back early."

Li Qingshu agreed, and nodded with a smile on his eyes, "Yeah."

That kid from the Song family wasn't called Ah Ling at all, so what did that old man King Jing'an hide from him?Li Qingshu took out Li Qingyan's letter that he got from his study that day, and frowned even tighter.

"A Ling, A Ling, why does Li Qingyan care so much about Song Ling? Could it be that I guessed right?"

Li Qingshu put the letter in the drawer, then got up and left the inn, heading towards Jing'an Palace.On the bustling street, with people coming and going, Li Qingshu pretended to be troubled, and didn't see Lin Ziqian passing by him, but Lin Ziqian was a little puzzled, remembering that Jin Haoxuan made an appointment with him, but still No one was seen.

I happened to meet Li Qingshu, an acquaintance, and thought about going there together, but I didn't expect that Li Qingshu walked too fast, and Lin Ziqian couldn't keep up after a while, so he had to walk slowly back to the palace.

Without disturbing anyone, Li Qingshu turned in directly from the wall and sneaked to the study that the old prince often went to, but saw that the door of the study was slightly open, and smelled a faint smell of blood at the tip of his nose, Li Qing With a slight expression on his face, he pushed the door open, only to see the old prince clutching his abdomen, struggling in a pool of blood.

There was a dagger deeply inserted in the abdomen, the old prince saw Li Qingshu at a glance, stretched out his hand and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Come here..."

"What's going on here? Is there an assassin coming to the house? Whoever hurt you, I'll call the doctor..."

There was no one else in the study, so Li Qingshu squatted down to help the old prince up, and pressed his hand on his abdomen to stop the bleeding, but the blood couldn't stop for a long time.The old prince's face was ashen, panting for breath, and the frown frowning clearly showed the pain he had suffered. After a long while, he held Li Qingshu who was about to leave with trembling hands, his voice trembling.

"Wait a minute...Li Qingshu..."

Li Qingshu paused, frowned and asked, "What else do you want to say?"

The old prince opened his mouth, and after a while, he opened his mouth again, in a low voice, "Help me...help me take care of...A Ling..."

Li Qingshu didn't agree, but said: "My lord, don't move, I'll call the doctor..."

"It's too late..." The old prince hurriedly grabbed his hand, looking at Li Qingshu with longing eyes, his body was still slightly convulsed, trembling and unable to speak, "I... forgot to tell you, ah Ling, he is your nephew, take good care of him... take him away... let's go!"

Pushing away Li Qingshu's hand, the old prince kept urging him to leave, "Take A Ling away quickly..."

Li Qingshu didn't quite understand his intentions. He already knew whether Song Ling was his nephew, but the old prince still had many mysteries that he hadn't told him. How could he leave easily? He shook his head and said, "I can't leave now, Don't worry, if Song Ling is really Jun Ling, then I will protect him for the rest of his life, but old prince, there are still many things you haven't explained clearly, and I need an explanation."

The old prince seemed to heave a sigh of relief, he opened his mouth and was about to speak, when suddenly, his arms drooped weakly, and his eyes slowly closed. Li Qingshu sniffed him and said urgently: "King Jing'an, wake up! You..."

"Ms. Zhao! Why are you here...Old prince, what's wrong with him?" Lin Ziqian, who passed by the study by accident, stared at the old prince's corpse on the ground with wide eyes, and even looked at Li Qingshu in horror.

Li Qingshu pursed his lips and was about to explain, when he suddenly heard the footsteps of a group of people outside the door, neat and orderly, and the next moment, he saw soldiers from the palace with blades surrounding the study room, the leader saw it Seeing the corpse on the ground, he hurriedly said: "The old prince is dead, hurry up, take down the assassin who assassinated the old prince!"

Li Qingshu looked at them and said, "I'm not an assassin..."

Lin Ziqian was the first to sternly say: "There are all the witnesses and material evidence, Mrs. Zhao, how can you argue!"

"I..." Li Qingshu was really justified and couldn't explain clearly. Lin Ziqian's words confirmed the fact that he killed someone, but Lin Ziqian obviously didn't say that when he came in just now.As soon as he lowered his head, he saw the blood stained on his hands, Li Qingshu shook his head, fearing that he would fall into the trap set by someone, and he would also fall into his hands.

Thinking of this, Li Qingshu stopped resisting and let the soldiers escort him away, but he looked at Lin Ziqian with a dignified expression, Lin Ziqian tilted his head slightly, as if he didn't dare to look directly at Li Qingshu.Lin Ziqian had doubted him many times, and Li Qingshu had to be the first to doubt Lin Ziqian. After all, he was Li Qingyan's man.

After those people took Li Qingshu under custody, the old prince's body was also brought back to the room, leaving only a pool of blood in the study, the palace was in a mess, and the servants were busy looking for young master Song Ling.But Lin Ziqian was leaning against the door all the time. Seeing that he was still in shock, a soldier from the government stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Lin is frightened, why don't you send you back."

"No... no need, I'll be fine later, you go and watch the assassin first, he is very skilled, so watch carefully." Lin Ziqian slowly recovered, and reminded the soldiers, who heard that Yan looked terrified and left immediately.

Lin Ziqian heaved a sigh of relief when he was the only one left inside and outside the study room. He leaned against the door and patted his chest weakly, staring at the eaves with his eyes, "You still don't come down!"

The man paused, turned over and stood beside Lin Ziqian neatly, it was Jin Haoxuan!

His expression was tangled, and he didn't know how to explain, Lin Ziqian asked anxiously: "Why are you here, why are those government soldiers chasing you? The old prince is dead, does it have anything to do with you?"

Lin Ziqian has been in poor health since he was a child, and he was about to lose his temper when he was in a hurry, Jin Haoxuan hurriedly said: "No, listen to my explanation, don't worry."

Lin Ziqian nodded and calmed down, Jin Haoxuan said: "When I came, I met a black-clothed assassin outside the courtyard, and then I chased the assassin, but was spotted by the government soldiers and had to hide, just in time you came , and I'll be fine."

Lin Ziqian paused, and then asked: "Then who killed the old prince?"

Jin Haoxuan said in shock: "I don't know, but didn't you say that Mrs. Zhao did it?"

Lin Ziqian looked bewildered and blamed himself, "I thought you killed someone, so, that's why I said..."

"Ziqian, you..." Jin Haoxuan actually felt a little bit of joy, holding Lin Ziqian's shoulder and said: "You treat me so well, I..."

"Don't talk about this now!" Lin Ziqian hurriedly pushed Jin Haoxuan away, and said seriously: "I don't know if I have committed perjury, but if Mrs. Zhao was wronged, how can I feel sorry for Mr. Zhao? He even helped us So many times, Haoxuan, let's go and tell Master Zhao."

Seeing Lin Ziqian's anxious and self-blaming appearance, Jin Haoxuan couldn't care less about anything else, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."

At this time, there are still distinguished guests in the palace. With Ji Qingge as the Marquis, there is no need for the government to come forward, but under the pressure of the palace, Li Qingshu was detained, and after Ji Qingge's lobbying, he was temporarily imprisoned in the dungeon.But Song Ling was heartbroken after hearing the news of his grandfather's death. After learning that the murderer was Li Qingshu, he kept kneeling in front of the corpse and refused to get up.

After being imprisoned twice in just one month, Mr. Zhao had to waste so much time to enter the dungeon of the Hangzhou Yamen to visit Li Qingshu. What did you go out for, and you entered the dungeon as soon as you turned around, do you want to piss me off?"

Through the fence of the cell, Li Qingshu looked at Mr. Zhao aggrievedly, "It's really not me, he was assassinated when I went..."

Master Zhao frowned and replied: "I know it wasn't you, but now I'm in trouble. The person who died was Prince Jing'an. Even if Ji Qingge wants to protect you, he still has to take a look at the face of his palace."

Li Qingshu lowered his head and asked him, "How is Song Ling?"

Mr. Zhao looked at Li Qingshu suspiciously, and said: "I heard that he was very sad. I don't know the details, but the old prince left a will before his death, and all the power of the palace was handed over to Song Ling. Qingshu, be honest. Say, who is the murderer?"

Li Qingshu shook his head, "I didn't see it either, it's just that the old prince said a few words to me, and I always couldn't figure it out."

"What?"

Li Qingshu replied: "He said that Song Ling is Xiao Junling, and he also said, let me take him away. But why do you want me to take him away, and where are you going?"

Mr. Zhao pondered for a while without saying a word, and then seriously warned: "You have been wronged here these few days, not only me, Ji Qingge will not let you stay here forever, he has already dealt with it, you don't have to worry. "

Li Qingshu nodded and asked Mr. Zhao: "What about you?"

Mr. Zhao was a little embarrassed, "I, I will ask my uncle for help. The Zhao family forces should give me some face. If it doesn't work, I will go to my grandfather... Let's see if we can find the real culprit..." He thought for a while, and his eyes Feeling a little unwilling, he asked again: "Ji Qingge is used to playing tricks, this time he is helping him all day long, Qingshu, if he can save you, will you..."

The voice stopped abruptly, Li Qingshu blinked strangely and asked him: "Is there something?"

Master Zhao didn't look at him, he only looked at the young man in brocade clothing who was slowly coming in from the corner of the dungeon, gritted his teeth and said, "He's already here."

Li Qingshu also looked at him, and the man walked slowly to the front of the cell, with a smirk on his lips as always, but looked at Li Qingshu with some worry between his brows, smiled softly and said: "Qingshu, I'll come and see you."

Li Qingshu was stunned for a moment, his heart began to beat rapidly again, he slowly lowered his head, not daring to lift it up, and even his throat felt very dry.Not because of embarrassment, but...

Master Zhao looked cold, and replied for Li Qingshu, "Master Ji came to see Qingshu, this is really a blessing that Qingshu has cultivated in several lifetimes."

Ji Qingge's face froze, and he said with a leisurely smile: "Master Zhao is also here, and I happened to ask Qingshu to find out what happened at that time. If Qingshu was wronged, I will definitely give him justice."

Mr. Zhao was about to say that you doubted Li Qingshu, when Ji Qingge immediately added, "Of course, I don't think Qingshu would do such a thing. I know Qingshu well. He is a very good and well-behaved person. They will never kill indiscriminately.”

Those gentle eyes were pierced on the top of Li Qingshu's hair, and Li Qingshu's face turned red with his head down.Mr. Zhao was so angry that his whole body exuded an icy aura. Ji Qingge met Mr. Zhao's stern stare with a desire to eat people without any fear, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, please avoid it for a while? I want to ask you personally."

Mr. Zhao snorted coldly, and immediately walked away.

Li Qingshu and Ji Qingge were the only two left in the cell. One stood in the fence with his head lowered, the other looked at the people in the cell. His gentle and affectionate eyes did not blink, and with a gentle smile, they broke through "Qingshu, why haven't you seen me for so many years, you don't want to talk to me at all?"

Li Qingshu raised his head slowly, and met a pair of eyes that were as deep and tender as the vast sea, and it seemed that he was bewitched in an instant when he was young.