Chapter 25
When Jiang Zhaoli returned to the courtyard, he learned from the maid that Yin Su had finished his lunch and was now taking a nap in the inner room.
She moved lightly and closed the window quietly. The swaying flowers and plants immediately stopped swaying and returned to their original state.
She carefully studied the man's smooth facial features, and an indescribable throbbing surged in her heart. Jiang Zhaoli stared at him for a while, then picked up the half-fallen thin quilt and covered him with it. Unexpectedly, he opened his eyes in a flash.
Just one glance, as if bringing her back to the day of their wedding. Yin Su did the same, opening his eyes without warning, like a sharp blade falling on her.
Jiang Zhaoli was frightened by him and trembled all over. She almost stood there in a daze. The thin blanket in her hands slid down and fell to the ground, covering her feet.
She took a deep breath and tentatively called out, "Yin...Yin Su?"
Yin Su pinched his brows, his scattered eyes gradually cleared up, he stared at her quietly, taking in her reaction, and said in a hoarse voice: "Madam Jiang is afraid of me?"
Jiang Zhaoli pursed her lips. If it were in the past, she would indeed be afraid. She had been raised in a greenhouse since she was a child. She had only suffered some hardships in her studies, but she had never lacked for food, clothing, housing and transportation. It was the first time she saw such a gloomy look. She felt panic and helpless in her heart, but now she wanted to overcome this fear.
She felt that something must have happened to Yin Su, otherwise he would not be so alert.
Seeing that she remained silent, Yin Su smiled calmly, his eyebrows drooped slightly, and his clenched hands gradually loosened.
Jiang Zhaoli took a step forward, bent his legs slightly, and held Yin Su's hand, which was hanging at his side and had slightly bulging veins. His hand was big and cold, and his palm was rough.
Jiang Zhaoli was startled, lowered his head slightly, and didn't dare to look up at him with red cheeks: "Yin Su, I... I'm not afraid of you."
Yin Su's originally lost eyes suddenly raised up, and his pupils were replaced by disbelief and surprise.
In the past, when someone accidentally saw his murky expression, they would run away in panic as if they were seeing a monster, for fear of being targeted by him.
Is she really not afraid of him? His eyes swept across the soft hand covering the back of his hand. Yin Su was slightly stunned and looked up at her.
The tips of her ears and her neck were all pink to varying degrees. He pulled her lips, but she was so shy just because she held his hand.
For some reason, he wanted to tease her.
He reached out and lifted her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye: "If that's the case, why don't you dare look at me, Madam Jiang?"
Jiang Zhaoli raised her head slightly, her watery eyes gazing at him tenderly and affectionately, her cheeks red as if bleeding, and then she looked away timidly, revealing the shy and helpless expression of a woman to the fullest.
He didn't like others looking at him like this, he would think it was a trap, a conspiracy, which would arouse the anger in his heart. But now, he actually had an idea to degenerate and sink into depravity.
Yin Su's Adam's apple rolled, and he spoke like coaxing a child, his voice low and gentle: "Look at me."
When their eyes met, Jiang Zhaoli's heart tightened. From such a close distance, she could even see her own shadow in Yin Su's amber eyes.
In just a moment, Jiang Zhaoli felt like his brain was about to explode, his mind was confused, and his heart was beating non-stop.
She struggled to break free, stood up suddenly, turned around and was about to go out, but when one of her feet turned, it tangled the bedding on the ground. She couldn't take a step forward, and her whole body was pulled back and forth, and she fell suddenly under the couch.
You know, she was standing on the steps of the couch, which was at a certain height from the ground. If she fell down like this, it would be terrible.
Jiang Zhaoli's eyes widened, but before he could scream, Yin Su pulled him back in time. After stabilizing himself, Jiang Zhaoli's face turned pale, and he breathed lightly, lying on Yin Su with an unstable center of gravity.
Yin Su put his hands under his head, lowered his brows and looked at the panicked woman in front of him. He felt inexplicably good.
After Jiang Zhaoli calmed down, he suppressed his panic, looked away, and spoke with difficulty: "I heard from Chuntao that you went to look for me just now."
The smile on Yin Su's lips suddenly faded. His eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small shadow under his eyes, making him look even gloomier. He nodded silently.
Jiang Zhaoli took a quick look and looked puzzled. She was fine just now, why did she suddenly become unhappy?
Suddenly she remembered that Chuntao had told her that Yin Su wanted to have lunch with her today, and she forgot to tell him. He must be angry about this. Thinking of this, she smiled and said, "Yin Su, I have nothing to do tomorrow, let's have lunch together."
Yin Su smiled faintly, as if he didn't care much, and didn't even respond to her words. Instead, he said mindlessly: "Someone helped Madam Jiang solve her problems, so Madam Jiang naturally had some free time, so she could take care of me."
A sour and bitter tone.
Jiang Zhaoli was confused by this sentence. No matter how she asked Yin Su later, he just kept a stern face and refused to say anything.
At this time, footsteps were heard in the hall. It was Nanny Hong. She looked at the two of them with a kind smile, and looked at her hesitantly, wanting to go out. Jiang Zhaoli immediately understood, and glanced at Yin Su, seeing that he had an indifferent expression and was staring at the bed curtain as if it had nothing to do with him. Jiang Zhaoli pursed his lips, walked out, and stood in the yard with Nanny Hong.
Jiang Zhaoli hurriedly took Madam Hong's hand and said anxiously, "Nanny, is there any news?"
Madam Hong nodded: "Yes, the person has been found, and the young lady is relieved. Now the young lady just needs to wait for the result."
Jiang Zhaoli breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since she decided to look for the man with the Jade-Faced Crown, she had been worried. Now that she had found her destination, she could finally put her mind at ease.
Jiang Zhaoli raised her eyes to the blue sky and revealed a comfortable smile. Over the past decades, she had secretly sent people to investigate many times, but could not find any clues. For this reason, her grandfather specifically told her to put the overall situation first and not to fight to the death with others. Only in this way could the deceased rest in peace. But is it really so?
She knew that if her grandfather knew that she was looking for the man with the Jade-Faced Crown, he would definitely be unhappy and she didn't know how he would scold her. Her grandfather always adhered to the idea of not fighting with people from the underworld.
The killers in the underworld live on the edge of a knife and are a group of desperate criminals. They are always ruthless and kill people without blinking an eye. If they are not careful, they may bring disaster upon themselves. Only evil people will cooperate with them.
Now she has to contact them in order to get to the bottom of her parents' case.
She just couldn't give up. Even if it meant disobeying her grandfather's orders, she wanted to know the truth of what happened back then. She had the right to know and didn't want the murderer of her parents to go unpunished. Others could forget about it, but she couldn't.
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The maid held the flower bag, gently pulled apart the leaves and flowers in order, and sprinkled water evenly on the roots of the flowers.
After finishing, the maid placed the flower pouch on the low table in the yard and wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeves.
Turning around, she looked at the flowers and plants in the yard. There were a few drops of water on them, making them look even more crystal clear. She exclaimed, "Look, young lady, the flowers are blooming even more beautifully now."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoli closed the book, put it on his lap, and replied with a smile: "I could smell the fragrance in the house this morning. Speaking of flowers, I remembered something. In a few days, City Lord Luo will host a flower banquet. I guess the invitation will be delivered in the next two days."
Every year, City Lord Luo arranges the Jiang family to be ranked first. This seems to be an unspoken ranking. The higher up they are, the richer they are. If there is a policy, they should take the lead.
Lord Luo made such arrangements not only to allow Luo City merchants to have more transactions, but also so that they could pay more taxes and increase their income.
Jiang Zhaoli only needs to sit there and people will come to her to discuss business, without her having to go out and attract people herself.
The Jiang family has endless business to do. Every day, five or six people come to seek cooperation. They are usually entertained by the second uncle. If he thinks it is suitable, he will hand it to Jiang Zhaoli. If she also thinks it is suitable, then she will cooperate with it.
In previous years, City Lord Luo had sent someone to deliver the invitation to the Jiang Mansion, but today he sent not one but two. The guard was puzzled and gave the invitation to Chuntao, asking her to pass it on to the second Miss Jiang.
When Chuntao handed over the invitation, Jiang Zhaoli looked suspicious. She raised her eyebrows. Two invitations? Could it be that she sent it to the wrong person? Looking at Chuntao, she also looked confused.
After opening it, I found that one of them was for Yin Su.
Jiang Zhaoli was even more puzzled as to when Yin Su had met City Lord Luo and why he had sent someone to deliver the gift personally.
Jiang Zhaoli's eyes flashed with suspicion, and she looked at Yin Su who was helping her look through the account book: "When did you get to know City Lord Luo? This time he specifically asked you to attend the flower banquet."
Yin Su explained, "I recognized him when I was escorting a friend out of the city. At that time, my friend accidentally fell down the stairs and was rescued by City Lord Luo who was passing by. We had a meal together and that's when we exchanged a few words."
"It's just that I didn't expect City Lord Luo to send someone to send an invitation."
Jiang Zhaoli was thinking in her heart. She knew a thing or two about City Lord Luo's temperament. He never liked making friends with others. Even when dealing with the Jiang family, he always kept a just right distance and never overstepped the line.
What's going on now...it's really puzzling.
Yin Su smiled calmly, his eyes full of calmness: "Madam Jiang, if you have any questions, you can ask me, and I will tell you the truth."
Jiang Zhaoli was startled. For some reason, he felt a little guilty: "Do I have to tell you the truth when I ask you?"
Yin Su said without hesitation: "Yes."
Because of this sentence, Jiang Zhaoli put aside all her doubts. She no longer asked about the matter between Yin Su and City Lord Luo. She believed in Yin Su. Thinking of this, she looked at Yin Su with curved eyes and said, "No need. I believe you."
Yin Su smiled but didn't answer.
Perhaps City Lord Luo saw that Yin Su had extraordinary martial arts skills, elegant conversation, and no background, so when getting along with him, there was no need to be bound by power, so he might have invited him.
As they were thinking about it, suddenly, an untimely "gurgling" sound rang in their ears.
Jiang Zhaoli hurriedly held her stomach to prevent it from growling, then looked at Yin Su in panic. Seeing that he didn't look like she had heard anything, she twisted her fingertips and asked in embarrassment, "Yin Su, are you hungry?"
Yin Su's lips curled up: "I just used it downstairs."
Jiang Zhaoli immediately slumped down on the table, her arms stretched forward, her slender white hands drooping slightly. She raised her head slightly and stared at Yin Su with an aggrieved look: "But I'm so hungry."
The clear eyes like those of a deer were looking at him with watery eyes. His heart stagnated and his breathing slowed down for a beat.
It had been a long time since I last saw the girl being so playful. Chuntao felt as if she had returned to the time when the master and his wife were still alive. The mansion was peaceful and the families were all humble and polite to each other. The girl at that time was just like that, carefree and she would often act coquettishly and cutely with the lady to satisfy her own little thoughts.
Thinking of this, Chun Tao couldn't help laughing, and said softly, "Miss, the corner of this table is very hard, be careful not to hit your stomach. I will ask the kitchen to send some of your favorite food."
Yin Su closed the account book, flicked his sleeves, and took the lead: "I'll go, you stay here with her."
Chuntao was stunned, as if she was at a loss for words because of Yin Su's sudden words. She subconsciously looked at Jiang Zhaoli, and when she saw her nod, Chuntao gave up.
As soon as Yin Su left, Jiang Yuxing came. Holding the hem of her lotus-pink skirt in her hand, she trotted all the way to Wenming Cuiyuan. The pearls and jade on her head rustled as she swayed her shoulders, making her look like a butterfly.
"Ouch, Third Miss, please slow down. Water has just been spilled on the ground. Be careful not to fall."
Nanny Hong's frightened voice was heard in the courtyard.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came.
"Second sister." A sweet voice came from far away.
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