Dressed as the teacher of the Black Lotus Emperor

Shen Qingzhuo turned around, and a figure of bright moon and clear breeze caught in his eyes, and immediately greeted politely: "Pei Shaofu."

"Master Shen, are you standing here?" Pei Yanqi stopped and looked at him through the bright moonlight.

Shen Qingzhuo didn't want to say that he couldn't find the way back, so he replied half-truthfully: "I met the Holy One just now, and I'm going back now."

Pei Yanqi glanced around, and said in a puzzled tone, "But this is not the direction to go back to Jiyue Pavilion."

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

what happened?Why is Shaofu Pei more familiar with the way back to Jiyue Pavilion than he is?

"Maybe I was focusing on two things, and I accidentally went astray." He walked in front of Pei Yanqi, "It's so late, is Shaofu Pei going to see the Holy Majesty?"

Pei Yanqi smiled and said: "Master Shen guessed right, Pei was summoned by the Holy Spirit and entered the palace to face the Holy Spirit."

"That just happened to happen, and I suddenly remembered that something had fallen into the Zichen Palace." Shen Qingzhuo took advantage of the opportunity to invite, "Please, Shaofu Pei."

Others rub their meals, he rubs his way.

The moonlight was shining, and the tall and tall two walked side by side.

"I heard that Mr. Shen searched all the palaces today, did you find any new evidence?" After a few steps, Pei Yanqi broke the silence.

"Never." Shen Qingzhuo sighed lightly, and said in a worried tone, "The Holy One is very angry, if this case continues like this, I'm afraid..."

Five days had passed since the incident, and it was impossible for the palace to remain strictly prohibited. As time went by, the possibility of the murderer disappearing became more and more likely.

"Hiding the murderer so well is beyond the reach of ordinary people." Pei Yanqi analyzed unhurriedly, "Perhaps Mr. Shen's search today missed something."

Shen Qingzhuo's brows moved slightly, "Could it be that Shao Fu is referring to... Longevity Palace?"

Pei Yanqi replied: "Anyway, it must be a place that neither you nor I expected."

Shen Qingzhuo was thoughtful, then asked abruptly: "Pei Shaofu, the murder of Pan Chong really has nothing to do with the East Palace?"

Pei Yanqi paused, and replied solemnly: "Pei dares to guarantee his reputation."

"Have you ever thought about it, maybe..." Shen Qingzhuo said with a light voice, "Perhaps Shaofu Pei was also kept in the dark?"

Pei Yanqi looked at him in a blink of an eye, his gaze was self-evident.

"His Royal Highness is thinking deeply, and there are some things that Shaofu Pei may not be clear about." Shen Qingzhuo seemed to sigh, and sincerely persuaded, "If the Holy Majesty asks about this tonight, please Shaofu Pei, be careful in your words and deeds."

Hearing this, Pei Yanqi's eyes changed slightly.

"Master Shen is..." There was a rare joy in his voice, "Are you worried about Pei?"

Shen Qingzhuo was silent for a while, then replied softly: "Just take it as it is."

Whether it was because Pei Yanqi had extended a helping hand to the original owner, or it was simply a pity that the talented No. [-] scholar chose the wrong owner, and ended up with a sad curtain call. In short, he sincerely hoped that Shaofu Pei would be less implicated by the Eastern Palace.

It would be great if Shaofu Pei can still be the helper of the little apprentice.After all, he always has to leave, and how can Dayong's thousands of miles of land be governed by the emperor alone?His little apprentice needs the assistance of good ministers and talents, the more the better.

At this time, the Zichen Palace was close in front of him, Pei Yanqi cupped his hands and bowed: "No matter what choice Pei makes, Mr. Shen's love tonight, Pei will remember it in his heart."

Shen Qingzhuo cupped his hands in return: "Shaofu Pei is serious."

"A few days ago, what I said to Mr. Shen was also sincere." Pei Yanqi chuckled and said sincerely, "I hope Mr. Shen can seriously consider Mr. Pei's proposal."

Shen Qingzhuo seriously fooled: "Don't worry, Shaofu Pei, I will definitely think about it seriously."

Pei Yanqi nodded slightly, stepped on the jade steps, saw him turn around and was about to leave, he couldn't help reminding him: "Lord Shen, you haven't found what you left behind."

Shen Qingzhuo's back froze: "..."

It's just an excuse, how could Pei Shaofu take it seriously?

***

According to the original plan, the Fusi of Beizhen released the news the next day that Jin Yiwei found an unknown female corpse in the cave behind the Imperial Garden.

Due to the hot weather, most of the woman's corpse had been eaten by snakes, insects, rats and ants, and her face was severely damaged. It was difficult to tell whether it was the maid who killed Mr. Pan.

The investigation of the case was once again stuck in a dead end.

Therefore, Lord Zhenfu had no choice but to find a way to temporarily preserve the female corpse, and then said that as long as someone could prove the true identity of the female corpse, he would be rewarded.

However, it is said that those who saw the corpse were so disgusted that they even vomited gall water after they came out.

On this day, Shen Qingzhuo was looking at another case file, and Jin Yiwei came to report that there was another court lady coming to identify the corpse.

"Oh?" Shen Qingzhuo put down the file and raised a little interest, "Bring it in."

"My lord." It was an older maidservant who came in, and respectfully saluted Lord Zhenfu.

Shen Qingzhuo stood up and asked, "You said you could identify the corpse, what's your relationship with Lumei?"

The palace maid replied: "Returning to my lord, when Lvmei first entered the palace, she lived in the same servant room with her servants."

"You must have heard that this female corpse is seriously damaged." Shen Qingzhuo paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, "What is the basis for you to recognize her?"

"My lord doesn't know, but this servant has seen Lumei's body by accident, and there is a special pattern tattooed on her inner thigh." The palace maid raised her head boldly, "As long as that place has not been destroyed, this servant will be able to recognize it. "

Shen Qingzhuo frowned slightly, "What kind of pattern can you draw?"

The maid hesitated and said, "Should... barely recover a bit."

Shen Qingzhuo immediately ordered someone to fetch a pen and paper, and asked the maid to draw a pattern.

After a while, the maid scratched her ears and scratched her cheeks to complete the drawing, and Jin Yiwei immediately took the paper and handed it to Lord Zhenfu with both hands.

Shen Qingzhuo raised his hand and carefully looked at the pattern on the paper under the sunlight. It looked like an extremely abstract totem of the sun.

But he couldn't see any more tricks, so he could only put the paper away and said, "The skin on the female corpse has been eaten away, so you don't need to identify it."

The palace maid suddenly showed disappointment.

"However, you still provided a valuable clue." Shen Qingzhuo beckoned, beckoning to Jin Yiwei, "reward."

"Thank you for the reward, my lord!" The palace maid kowtowed excitedly to thank another village.

After sending the people away, Shen Qingzhuo took out the pattern and studied it for a while, but he really had no clue, so he attracted Kong Shang.

"Kong Qianhu is well-informed, have you ever seen a similar pattern?" He handed the paper to Kong Shang.

Kong Shang opened his eyes wide, looked back and forth for a long time, and said with a blank face: "This is..."

"It seems that you don't know." Shen Qingzhuo was a little disappointed, "This should be the sun totem, and it is also Lumei's identity."

He was sure that this tattoo totem had a lot to do with Lvmei's true identity.

"Your Excellency, you can ask Lord Xue for your humble position." Kong Shang proposed a new idea, "Master Xue is very knowledgeable and often makes some weird gadgets. Maybe he has seen this pattern before."

Shen Qingzhuo thought for a while, and agreed: "Okay, then you can ask Mr. Xue with the pattern."

Kong Shang agreed without hesitation, and when he was about to leave, he was stopped by Mr. Shen again.

"The matter is very important and needs to be kept strictly confidential. When you ask Mr. Xue, you don't have to tell him the cause and effect." Shen Qingzhuo ordered lightly, "The fewer people know the key, the safer it will be."

Kong Shang: "Yes, my lord!"

***

The case finally had new progress, and Shen Qingzhuo was not in a hurry to get an answer immediately. After finishing the day's errands, he planned to go back to Jiyue Pavilion to get some rest.

He walked all the way and thought, and unknowingly returned to a familiar place. Unexpectedly, the door of Jiyue Pavilion was opened wide, and a fierce "cracking" sound was heard from a distance.

Mr. Shen was caught off guard and was taken aback. Could it be that the Jiyue Pavilion had been broken into by burglars?

He quickened his pace, and as soon as he stepped into the palace gate, he saw two black shadows wrestling with each other, moving extremely fast, fighting inseparably.

In the panic, Shen Qingzhuo recognized one of the figures, which was his little apprentice. His heart sank immediately, and he called out loudly: "Dark guard!"

Unexpectedly, another black shadow that was fighting stopped, and it was the shadow guard himself, "Master."

It was too late to say that, Xiao Shen slashed at the sword held by the dark guard without hesitation.

With a crisp sound of "Zheng", the blade of the sword broke into two pieces.

"You lost." Xiao Shen withdrew his knife, his tone provocative.

The dark guard replied with a cold face: "Taking advantage of others' danger."

"What did you say?" Xiao Shen was enraged again in an instant, and the sharp blade slashed murderously again, as if wrapped in a thousand pounds of force.

The dark guard dodged sideways and caught his two moves empty-handed.

Shen Qingzhuo had to shout: "Stop!"

But the two fought more and more vigorously, there was no intention of a truce at all, so he could only increase his tone and shout: "Xiao Shen!"

Xiao Shen was shocked all over, and silently retracted the move for an instant, but at the same time, An Weifeng's fist was too late to retract.

With a "bang", the fist collided with the bone, making a solid sound.

"Aw!" Xiao Shen howled immediately, complaining, "Sir! He hit me!"

The dark guard froze for a moment, and quickly backed away.

Shen Qingzhuo's heart was beating violently, and he ran over quickly, only to see that the cheekbones under the eye sockets of the little apprentice swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hiss..." Xiao Shen raised his hand and touched his cheekbone, gasping for breath in pain, "Sir, it hurts so much..."

"Don't touch it with your hands!" Shen Qingzhuo was distressed and speechless, "Do you still know it hurts? Why are you bullying the guard when you are fine?"

"Obviously he bullied me!" The boy was so excited that he almost jumped up on the spot, "If you don't believe me, ask him, I just want to compete with him, did I hurt him?"

The dark guard lowered his head, his voice was condensed: "Master..."

"What are you competing for? He's my secret guard, does he dare to come for real with you?" Shen Qingzhuo raised his hand and pinched the boy's earlobe, "Aren't you not going to fight for three days and go to the house to expose the tiles, huh?"

"Sir, you are biased!" Xiao Shen tilted his head, he couldn't tell whether he was deliberately putting his ear into Mr.'s hand, or trying to break free, he yelled, "It hurts, hurts..."

Shen Qingzhuo walked towards the inner hall with his disobedient ears, "Stop talking nonsense, let me go in."

Kicking the little apprentice into the hall, he turned around and looked at the hidden guard who was standing stupidly in the yard, and asked in a moderate voice: "His Royal Highness the Seventh likes to mess around, and you also mess around with him?"

The hidden guard knelt down on one knee, "Master please punish me."

"Punish you for what?" Shen Qingzhuo walked down the steps, "I just saw His Royal Highness Qi is good at swordsmanship, did you teach him?"

The dark guard shook his head: "No."

Shen Qingzhuo: "That's okay, just get up."

The dark guard stood up as he said.

Shen Qingzhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he ordered: "If His Highness the Seventh Prince comes to you to discuss again in the future, you don't have to let him be like today. Seriously, if he suffers a loss once, he won't come to pester you again."

Hearing this, the dark guard frowned quietly.

Today, he did not deliberately give way to His Highness the Seventh Prince. Although due to his status as a master and servant, he did not dare to commit suicide as if performing a mission, but he did not dare to take it lightly when dealing with His Highness's ultimate move.

If the master hadn't come back to interrupt them, the outcome would have been uncertain.

Shen Qingzhuo urged: "Do you understand what I mean?"

The hidden guard no longer hesitated: "Yes, master."

Regardless of the facts, he only needs to obey his master's orders.

"Go and rest." Shen Qingzhuo achieved his goal and waved his hand, "I don't need your protection tonight, with His Highness the Seventh Prince here, there won't be any danger."

The dark guard opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but quickly closed his mouth again, and quietly disappeared into the darkness.

Shen Qingzhuo let out a long breath, turned and returned to the inner hall.

When he entered, the little apprentice was lying on the bed with his butt facing him, and it could be seen from the hair on the back of his head that the boy's cheeks were definitely swollen like a puffer fish.

"Xiao Qi?" He called out tentatively.

As expected, there was no response.

"Xiaoqi, are you asleep?" Shen Qingzhuo walked softly to the bed and called out again.

The boy lying on the bed remained motionless.

Shen Qingzhuo said to himself: "Looks like he fell asleep, the pain in his face must be gone, I'd better go see if the dark guard is injured."

"Sir!" The next moment, the boy jumped up from the bed, poking his cheek with his slender fingers, "Look at me! I'm the one who got hurt!"

The puppy had a slumped face, the tails of its long and narrow eyes were drooping, and the expression on its face was both aggrieved and angry.In such a short while, the redness and swelling under the eye sockets had turned into bruises, and the small appearance looked pitiful and funny.

Shen Qingzhuo pursed her red lips, trying not to let out a laugh that added fuel to the fire.

The master and apprentice looked at each other for a moment, and Mr. Shen cleared his throat: "Okay, sir will help you deal with it now."

Xiao Shen sat on the edge of the couch with his mouth shut, and murmured in his mouth: "Since that hidden guard appeared, sir has not loved me anymore. He has killed me several times for a person of unknown origin..."

"Since when did the master attack you?" Shen Qingzhuo opened the medicine box and retorted aloud.

"Hmph!" Xiao Shen folded his arms around his chest, snorted heavily, and began counting the number of times for him on his fingers.

Shen Qingzhuo blushed while listening, "Stingy, it's just such a small thing, how can you remember it so clearly?"

"Is it a trivial matter?" Xiao Shen raised his face and paused word by word, "Everything related to Mr. is the top priority for me."

Shen Qingzhuo's heart warmed up, and he couldn't help being moved: "It would be even better if you could only remember the kindness your husband has shown you as the top priority."

Now he finally knows why the original owner died so badly in the end. The little apprentice must have a small notebook in his heart to remember clearly what the original owner did to him. Also go back.

The dark eyeballs stuck to his body, and the boy asked back, "Did you do anything bad to me?"

"No." Shen Qingzhuo walked over with the ointment, and said jokingly, "Sir, to you, it's holding it in the palm of your hand for fear of falling, and holding it in your mouth for fear of melting."

Xiao Shen got excited, and asked: "Do you really want to put me in your mouth, Mister?"

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

Xiao Shen asked actively: "What do you want to do, Mister?"

"This is an exaggeration, don't take it seriously." Shen Qingzhuo flicked his forehead helplessly.

The light in the boy's eyes dimmed rapidly, "Oh..."

Shen Qingzhuo lifted the little apprentice's chin with his fingertips, and carefully observed the injuries on his face, "Fortunately, it won't be disfigured, just rub the medicine and it will be fine."

The young man obediently allowed his husband to move, pushed the ointment away with his warm fingertips, and rubbed it into his skin hotly, the pain and numbness came together, and he was so stimulated that he couldn't help shivering.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Qingzhuo paused his fingers slightly, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes unconsciously.

It would be a pity if such a handsome face was really disfigured.

But he didn't know that the pair of peach blossom eyes, which seemed drunk but not drunk, seemed to be affectionate even if they didn't smile, this one directly made the young man lose his mind, as if he was willing to drown in his eyes.

"Sir..." Xiao Shen couldn't help calling out, his raised face seemed to be attracted by something, he moved up little by little, and slowly approached the face that appeared in his dream every night.

"Ah, that's right." Shen Qingzhuo straightened up neatly as if suddenly remembering something, "I forgot to ask you——huh?"

The boy whose neck was getting longer and longer couldn't control himself, fell down top-heavy, and knelt down in front of the gentleman with a "plop".

His hands subconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Then, with a "stab", the thin version of the flying fish suit specially customized for summer was torn apart from the waist.

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

"Xiao! Xiao! Seven!" A high-pitched voice came from the bedroom, startling the birds perched on the branches outside the window to flutter their wings and fly.

The dark guard in black jumped down from the roof with lightning speed, skillfully opened the window, only to see the master standing in front of the bed in tattered clothes, and His Highness the Seventh Prince was kneeling in front of the master, clutching two hands at a loss in his hands. Flowy fabric.

The dark guard froze on the spot.

The situation in front of him was obviously beyond his comprehension.

The author has something to say:

Dark Guard: Sure enough, when there is no danger, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince is the greatest danger.

Little Wolf Cub: A crude version of "Wild Ripping Clothes.mp4".

Mr. Shen: Pay me for my work clothes!

I didn't go home until nine o'clock after working overtime, so tired and paralyzed~

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