Wu Yu

Xie Lingyu didn't go to dinner, and wrote the letter before the case, describing the situation of the refugees, his words were full of justice and awe, especially in line with his current image.

Young and energetic, without brains and justice, he looks old-fashioned and not very smart at first glance.By the way, I wrote down all my doubts, such as the suspicion that the prince's remnants are still there, and the suspicion that 'killing' is the mastermind behind everything.

In the end, he said with righteous words that he must catch that corrupt scum and return the court's innocence.

perfect.

Xie Lingyu dusted off the paper in satisfaction, and went out to find Military Officer He, who brought an unremarkable white pigeon with him.

Xie Lingyu watched as he tied the letter to the pigeon's leg. The little white thing flapped its wings and flew quite fast.

"When will this letter be delivered?" Xie Lingyu asked curiously as he watched the pigeon disappear into the sky.

Military Officer He waved his hand: "It will be delivered tonight before His Majesty goes to bed, don't worry."

Xie Lingyu looked at the sky thoughtfully day by day, thinking about Chong Lu's reaction when he saw the letter.

When you see the remnants of the prince, will you be shocked for a moment?

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It was late at night, and there was an elegant fragrance in the luxurious palace.

He was in his bedroom, and there was a pile of nonsense memorials piled up in front of the case. He became more and more impatient looking at it, "Da da—" the door in the distance was knocked, and he frowned and stopped writing through the screen: "Enter."

"Your Majesty." Zhou Xi, holding a white pigeon in his hand, walked around the screen respectfully.

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhong Lu slowed down and waved to him: "Come here."

Zhou Xi took a few steps forward, lowered his head and sent the pigeon over, but did not move again. He put down his pen and said, "I want to hear you read it."

The candle was flickering, Zhou Xi paused, but still opened the letter paper and read it to him word by word.

Chong Lu's expression gradually became satisfied, and he snorted coldly: "That's right, he's another simple-minded gentleman."

Zhou Xi flicked the paper with his fingers, a smile flashed in his eyes, and soon he turned into that expression of neither sadness nor joy: "Young Master Xie dares to think and speak."

Chong Lu frowned undeniably: "If it's really a remnant, how dare you dance in front of me, 'Lu' is indeed suspicious, but it's not just this one, Xie Lingyu is also to be determined. "

As he spoke, he rubbed his temples: "It's unreasonable to just sit idly by, send some money over there, and that trash in Qingcheng will be executed soon after he's caught, and you write him a letter."

Zhou Xi lowered his head, showing no emotion, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

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Zizhou City Lord's Mansion, in the courtyard next to Xie Lingyu.

"Gudu..." This was the third time his stomach growled, and the retribution of not eating at night came, and it was in the middle of the night.

Originally, his room was thoughtfully prepared with some pastries, but now the room has been occupied, and there is nothing here.

Tell him to go find Qingqiu Jue, forget it, he might as well starve to death.

There should be no one in the kitchen, but if there are steamed buns and pastries left, it should be reasonable.

After all, it is a kitchen, so is there any food left?

Before the fourth "resentment" sounded from his stomach, Xie Lingyu jumped up and pushed open a crack in the door furtively.

Good, no one.

Then... get ready to attack!

Xie Lingyu trotted all the way to the kitchen. There were lights in other places, but the kitchen was not lit. It would be a mess.

He groped hard in the dark, trying to find a candle or a lamp. Xie Lingyu gradually got used to the darkness, and he could barely see a little outline. His hand touched something similar to a candle, and he hurried over to look.

"What are you doing?"

A cold voice sounded without warning.

In the silent, dark night.

Xie Lingyu was so frightened that the hairs on his back stood on end, his whole body trembled without warning, and he suddenly turned his head to look.

Silently, a human-shaped thing appeared in front of him suddenly, Xie Lingyu was terrified, and only a racing heartbeat and slightly chaotic breathing remained in the silent night.

The next moment, there was a sound of rubbing, and the fire light came on without warning. Xie Lingyu closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the person opposite was Qingqiu Jue who occupied his room and pastries.

This is very embarrassing.

Qingqiu Jue admired his embarrassment, didn't speak, just scanned him from top to bottom, from bottom to top.

Xie Lingyu became angry from embarrassment, and said in a deep voice, "It's not because you took my house."

As he spoke, his stomach growled in agreement.

Xie Lingyu's face was sullen, and he covered his stomach with his hands.

It's all over, and there's no need to worry about face. He simply smashed the jar and turned around to search for food. Only then did he realize that what was on the table was not a candle at all, but a long and thin carrot.

There were no steamed buns, only some basic ingredients. Xie Lingyu looked at the noodles in the basket and worried.

Although he is not the kind of spoiled child, he has never cooked before. After all, it is the first time for him to be so hungry in the middle of the night that he can't find anything to eat...

But it's actually the second time.

The first time, he went to Qingqiu Mansion with the Crown Prince. At that time, he was about ten years old, and his voice had not changed yet.

Qingqiu Manor did not have the habit of preparing cakes in the house, Xie Lingyu was too hungry in the middle of the night, so he sneaked into the kitchen, he was very happy when he saw the light from a distance.

Excitedly ran in, smelled the fragrance on the tip of his nose, raised his eyes, and saw a young man who was similar to him looking at him expressionlessly.

The young master's expression was indifferent, he took one look at him and continued to move, and he didn't intend to speak, cooking noodles by himself, with bruises and swelling on his face and hands, Xie Lingyu didn't dare to speak, and looked at him timidly.

The noodles in the pot exuded a tempting aroma, Xie Lingyu watched him skillfully add oil and salt, swallowed secretly.

The little boy squinted at him.

"What's wrong?" He asked impatiently.

Xie Lingyu's eyes lit up, and he said softly, "Brother, are you making noodles?"

He looked at the food in his pot suggestively, with a longing look.

The little boy paused for a moment, but said nothing.

Xie Lingyu didn't get a response for a long time, the light in his eyes dimmed little by little, he lowered his head to look at his toes a little aggrieved, and moved his feet restlessly.

Suddenly, the hem of the black robe with gold patterns appeared in front of his eyes, a burst of mist and the smell of cooked food rushed over his face, and a bowl of noodles was handed to him.

Xie Lingyu opened his eyes wide in surprise, and looked up.

It was only then that he realized that the young master was extremely beautiful, with clear phoenix eyes and fair skin with a blush.

Seeing him not moving for a long time, the young master was a little impatient: "Do you want to eat?"

Xie Lingyu quickly took the bowl and said gratefully, "Thank you brother!"

The young master gave a cold "um", and went to cook another bowl of noodles by himself. Xie Lingyu was not in a hurry to leave after devouring it, and lay down there to accompany the young master, without blinking his eyes, and even rushed at people. giggle.

Later, it may be that I was full of food and drink, and I was in a good mood, and my eyes became more and more dizzy, and I tried to open them but failed.

After the little boy finished eating the noodles, he looked up to find that the child had fallen asleep, his small mouth was pouting softly, his eyelashes were long and thin, and his face was flushed from sleep.

He sneered, walked away, and closed the door with a "slap".

After a while, the kitchen door was pushed open again, and people came and went.

Early the next morning, when the cook found Xie Lingyu here, she was startled, and hurriedly woke him up: "Young master, why did you rest here at night? Go back to the house quickly. It's not good if you catch a cold."

Xie Lingyu rubbed his eyes sleepily, feeling that something was about to slip off his shoulder, so he pulled it over to have a look.

It was a black cloak with beautiful gold stripes on it.

In the style of little foxes.