Song Xizhi watched him undress, his fingers flying across the paper. He was incredibly fast and nimble, and in no time he had taken off his outer garment.
She was utterly shocked by He Jingyan's sudden action. Her eyes widened in an instant, and she hurriedly stepped forward to press down on his hand: "He Jingyan!"
"What exactly do you want to do in broad daylight?"
The man smiled at her, but didn't stop undressing her.
Once his clothes were completely undone, revealing his lean upper body, he took Song Xizhi's hand and placed it on his lower abdomen.
His large hand guided Song Xizhi's hand, stroking his abdominal muscles up and down. Then he looked up and asked in a hoarse voice, "Does this feel the same as before?"
Song Xizhi felt his burning body temperature, his fingertips brushed over the undulating muscle texture, and he could even feel his lower abdomen rising and falling.
My fingertips, which were originally icy cold, were now burning hot.
Her eyelids twitched, and she wanted to pull her hand back, but then she heard the man's deep, mellow voice continue, its tone seductive, as if he were enticing her:
"If it still feels a little off... then shall we climb up and take another look?"
Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi's mind was filled with chaotic images that she couldn't control. Her eyes twitched violently as she quickly suppressed those images.
This man is bringing up old grievances!
Her hand was still being forcefully pressed against the man's lower abdomen, and she had no choice but to follow his instructions and look up little by little from his abdomen.
Looking at that familiar body, that familiar outline, even the undulations of its muscles, she felt an overwhelming sense of familiarity.
Looking at it this way, it really is perfect in every way.
Recalling the past, his naked appearance now is exactly the same as before.
But this man in front of her, oblivious to the danger, still let her climb on top of him, saying that the angle might look more familiar.
As Song Xizhi listened to his pointed words, he felt his cheeks burning.
The man's former silent and submissive demeanor is gone forever. Now, he is not only strong but also holds grudges.
That mouth can not only speak, but it can also kiss people; it's absolutely terrifying!
Thinking about it, Song Xizhi suddenly pulled her hand back and stuffed the clothes scattered all over the bed back onto him.
"It's winter and the weather is cold, so you'd better put on your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold."
Seeing Song Xizhi's appearance, the man didn't say anything more. He took the clothes she had pulled at him and obediently put them on.
His interruption caused Song Xizhi's lingering doubts to vanish.
After he got dressed, the two began to talk about serious matters.
Song Xizhi had always been curious about one thing: "When you were on Heyan Mountain, why did you use the Crown Prince's face to investigate this matter? Couldn't you have used your own face?"
When it came to serious matters, He Jingyan's expression became more serious: "The reason why the Crown Prince and I were ambushed was because of the leak of intelligence, which has been confirmed to be related to people in the capital."
"The first reason I used another face was naturally to avoid being discovered by you and to prevent you from getting involved. The second reason was to use this face to test the waters."
Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi came to his senses: "So you suspected the emperor from the beginning?"
He Jingyan remained silent for a moment, his eyes gradually becoming deep: "It's true that we had suspicions at first. After all, the Han family had previously been so powerful that they threatened the emperor. So it's possible that he orchestrated the Han family case."
He stopped mid-sentence, then changed the subject: "After meeting him, I realized he wasn't him."
Song Xizhi frowned, feeling somewhat relieved.
Thankfully it wasn't the emperor who did it, otherwise how heartbroken would the crown prince have been?
"Actually, the Fengshan ceremony was a coincidence. I also think that the mountain collapse was not a natural phenomenon, but man-made. If this was man-made, then it is connected to the ambush you and the Crown Prince suffered on the frontier."
"Not only was it not done by the emperor, but they were probably also trying to get back at him. So there are spies not only in the capital, but also within the court, holding high positions and wielding great power."
As Song Xizhi spoke, his eyes also darkened for a moment.
At this moment, she still doesn't know who pushed her and the saintess off the cliff that day.
He Jingyan also clearly thought of what happened that day, and he nodded: "At present, the most suspicious people are still Consort Liang and Zhao Qingshu."
Song Xizhi also agreed: "Consort Liang lost the opportunity to preside over the Fengshan ceremony because of me, so she had a motive to commit the crime."
"Moreover, when we went to Zhao Qingshu's house that day, we discovered that many of the props there came from the Western Rong."
He Jingyan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down: "Furthermore, the reason why Prince Yu is at the height of his power is entirely because the Han family has fallen. The current glory of the Zhao family is entirely built on the blood and bones of the Han family."
Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi felt even more suspicious: "Then let's start the investigation with Zhao Qingshu's restaurant. There must be something wrong with his restaurant."
He Jingyan shook his head: "I also thought about starting from this point, but Zhao Qingshu is an extremely cautious person. Anyone who can get into the restaurant must be someone he can profit from."
"And only officials in the capital can receive his invitation. Therefore, the possibility of us impersonating him and entering his inner circle for transactions is almost zero."
Song Xizhi frowned slightly as he thought about it.
This is indeed a difficult matter.
It had to be a prominent family in the capital, so that Zhao Qingshu would take the initiative to invite them.
But now that she has openly declared herself an enemy of the Prince, and is seen as a thorn in the side by Consort Liang, Zhao Qingshu would not even consider anyone associated with her.
Moreover, the scope was so small, and the invitees were all officials from the capital, so it was impossible for them to impersonate others.
As Song Xizhi was pondering this, a knock sounded at the door.
She glanced at He Jingyan and then turned to open the door.
To everyone's surprise, it was Granny Wu standing outside the door, holding a letter in her hand.
"The Tibetan prince just sent a letter, asking if you could continue to treat the Holy Maiden with acupuncture. They said they would come to your home and would also welcome you to visit."
Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi glanced at the letter in his hand again, and for a moment seemed to realize something.
She turned her head to look in He Jingyan's direction and suddenly smiled at him.
The man raised an eyebrow, and then Song Xizhi's crisp voice rang out: "Now there is a way."
"Let's start with the Tibetan prince."
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