big master, big liar

Song Xuan wanted to keep a low profile, so he picked up a box of refreshments from Ji Yunxi's car and went around to visit the back hall of Jingzhao Mansion.

I didn't want to, but I got a closed door.

Seeing that Song Xuan was dressed casually and didn't even have an entourage, the guards didn't regard him as a nobleman, they just frowned and waved at him: "Your Excellency is busy with business, how can I have time to meet you?"

Song Xuan smiled: "I'd better trouble you to report it to me."

The guard frowned even tighter: "There are too many people who want to find your lord. If I report them one by one, I don't need to do anything else. You can go now."

Song Xuan was about to open his mouth, but he heard a girl's voice from the alley around the corner: "Girl, the family is too deceitful. Before, it was just meddling in the girl's marriage, but now it's even meddling in the son's affairs..."

"Say less." Another female voice reprimanded in a low voice, and the girl stopped talking.

Hearing the voice, Song Xuan felt familiar, and when he looked up, he saw a girl wearing a veiled hat coming from the entrance of the alley.

The girl was slightly startled when she saw Song Xuan, and stopped in her tracks.

"Girl?" There was a hint of doubt in the voice of the little maid beside her.

The girl raised her veil and looked at Song Xuan fixedly: "It's you?"

Song Xuan recognized this girl now - it was Wen Chaoci's beautiful younger sister, Wen Chaoyan.

The last time I saw it, I didn't look carefully, but now I look at it, the skin is like creamy fat, the eyebrows are like a crescent moon, the most beautiful thing is a pair of eyes, like misty rain, with an indescribable sense of distance, as if on the edge of a high mountain. Flowers, people can't help but respect and love them.

Song Xuan arched his hands, with a three-point smile on his face: "I've seen the girl."

Wen Chaoyan seemed to have known his identity, and when he saw him standing there, he vaguely sensed his intentions: "Sir, are you here to look for your brother?"

Song Xuan smiled: "Exactly."

"Then please wait for the next time, sir. There is a backlog of official affairs on my brother's desk, and I'm afraid he is still trying the case now." Wen Chaoyan glanced at Song Xuan tentatively, his eyes flickering, and even the previous indifference disappeared. "I know there is this year's new tea in the back hall. I don't know if sir would like to appreciate it?"

Now the guard and the little girl next to him all showed surprise.

It never occurred to her that the cold and self-confident Miss Wen would one day invite a man to tea.

Song Xuan agreed frankly, and even smiled and said to Wen Chaoyan: "It's a coincidence, I brought some tea, if Mrs. Wen is busy, you might as well try it."

Wen Chaoyan agreed quickly and even led Song Xuan to the back hall, which made others even more surprised.

Especially the guard, his eyes swept Song Xuan over and over again, and finally left in a hurry.I don't know if he was afraid of being held accountable, or he went to complain to Master Jing Zhaoyin.

There were two servings of tea, but Wen Chaoci was still not seen. On the contrary, Wen Chaoyan's voice was soft, as if he asked inadvertently: "Sir, are you here this time, is it because of something strange in Beijing?"

"Does the girl know too?" Song Xuan didn't want her to mention it.

Wen Chaoyan's eyes flickered: "I heard people talking about it."

Instead, Song Xuan became interested, put down the teacup in his hand, and leaned forward slightly: "Then according to the girl, is this guy who shaved people's hair a human or a ghost?"

"This...how do I know this?" Wen Chaoyan was stunned for a moment, his expression froze for a moment, and then he returned to normal in an instant.

Song Xuan smiled: "I guess, whether it's a human or a ghost, I'm afraid they are not vicious."

Wen Chaoyan asked: "How did you see it, sir?"

"Since you can come and go indoors freely, but you only cut off people's hair without hurting people's lives, how can this be something that evil spirits can do?" Song Xuan said slowly. "I guess there is another reason."

"Either venting anger, or joking..."

"What if it's a curse?" Wen Chaoyan asked.

"Then it would be quicker to just cut off the head." Song Xuan stared into Wen Chaoyan's eyes. "As for the reason, we can only catch the perpetrator and ask him to understand."

Wen Chaoyan was distracted for a moment, but she didn't realize that what Song Xuan said in his words was already "the troublemaker", and he seemed to have already decided that it was a person who was pretending to be a ghost.

At this moment, a gentle and refined voice came from the front: "I don't know if the national teacher is coming, I'm late."

Wearing an official uniform, Wen Chaoci came slowly and bowed in front of Song Xuan.His expression was neither humble nor overbearing, and his etiquette and rules were good. He was indeed a model of conduct in Beijing, and he could bear Lu Qishang's praise for him.

Song Xuan didn't make things difficult for him at this time, he just smiled and said: "I ran over without saying hello, and happened to bump into Lingmei."

Wen Chaoci glanced at the two, and looked at Wen Chaoyan with disapproval: "Chaoyan, you should avoid it."

Wen Chaoyan seemed to have something on his mind, and didn't argue with him, just nodded at Song Xuan and left.

Song Xuan watched Wen Chaoyan leave, but smiled at Wen Chaoci: "My lord is a bit too rigid."

Although there are men and women defending against each other, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wen Chaoyan is wearing a veil, which is not too much.

Wen Chaoci didn't argue with him, but just smiled at him: "Last time, thanks to Mr. for saving my sister, I was a little confused at the time, and I didn't have time to thank her, so I should make up for it now."

As he spoke, he bowed to the ground, and seeing that movement, he expressed his sincere thanks.

While Song Xuan refused, doubts suddenly arose in his heart. It seemed that Wen Chaoci cared sincerely for her sister. How could Wen Chaoyan be engaged to such a bastard?

This is someone else's family matter, he was only puzzled for a moment, and his mind quickly turned to the serious matter.

"My lord knows that I am currently in charge of a strange incident in Beijing, and I just want to consult the relevant case file." Song Xuan took out a dragon pendant from his bosom, which was also Ji Yunxi's in the Zhaixing Pavilion. Just picked it up and used it.

Left and right Ji Yunxi didn't care much about these trivial matters.

When Wen Chaoci met, he respectfully agreed, and came with a file, answering all questions about the events many years ago.

Song Xuan originally came for Wen Chaoci, but now for some reason, he has lost interest in Wen Chaoci.

Perhaps because of Song Xuan's special ability, he is more sensitive than ordinary people to other people's secrets and concerns.

He vaguely had a premonition that Wen Chaoyan, who was talking and laughing with him just now, might be the one with the secret.