Chapter 43
Yue Mingming thought he could get the list in minutes, but after searching the whole house, he found nothing.
There was sweat on her forehead.
Just as she was hesitating whether to leave, there was a slight click from the window frame. Yue Mingming turned around suddenly and saw a dark figure standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at her calmly.
If not Wei Zhi, then who else could it be?!
Yue Mingming's heart was pounding, but on the surface he greeted nonchalantly, "Hey, General Wei is back!"
Wei Zhi said nothing, holding down the long sword at his waist. The sword shone coldly in the moonlight, silently protesting against the intruder.
Yue Mingming didn't dare to act rashly. She couldn't fathom Wei Zhi's true intentions, but thinking that he had deliberately entered through the window instead of going through the main door, it was obvious that he didn't want to alert more people, and there must be something else going on.
To put it in a positive light, this move was to give Zhao Congyun a way out for her sake. To put it in a negative light... Wei was planning to kill her without anyone knowing!
Yue Mingming thought about his unlucky physique and silently prepared for the worst.
Wei Zhi asked, "Madam, you came here uninvited. Are you looking for something? Did Prince Jia send you?"
Yue Mingming said, "How could His Majesty leave a master like Uncle Dong unused and send me here to embarrass myself? Isn't this just General Wei catching us red-handed?"
Wei Zhi understood: "If that's the case, then it was my lady's own idea."
Yue Mingming nodded: "Yes, I was bored, so I came to see what new things the general has."
Wei Zhi did not expose her, but simply said: "I am a mere warrior, I am afraid I have disappointed you."
Yue Mingming had no intention of playing dumb with him. She thought to herself, "If you don't do it, I'm going to run away!" Thinking of this, she pretended to be relaxed and said, "Since General Wei is back, I won't bother you anymore!"
After saying that, she moved cautiously towards the door. Wei Zhi did not stop her. It was not until the moment before the door opened that he slowly said, "...My lady, do you not want this list anymore?"
Yue Mingming paused and saw him pull out two pieces of thin paper from his arms and shake them provocatively.
Yue Mingming's smile was a little stiff: "I don't understand what the general is talking about!"
Wei Zhi snorted lightly, put the paper on the table, and strode towards Yue Mingming.
Yue Mingming immediately became alert and made the starting gesture of the Xingyun Palm. However, Wei Zhi just looked at her deeply and pushed the door open, leaving before her.
………
What is this about?
Yue Mingming was confused. He glanced at the table, but finally couldn't help it. He quickly walked over, put the list in his pocket, and then fled.
Returning to the room, she took out the list and took a quick look at it, confirming that it was what she was looking for. She simply made up her mind and thought that even if it was a trap, she would go for it. For everyone's safety, she had to catch Mr. Fan's people!
After making up her mind, she rubbed her palms together and instructed the system in her mind that had been waiting for a long time: "Paparazzi, it's up to you now!"
*
After Li Si left, Zhao Congyun waited alone in the room for a quarter of an hour, thinking about how to find a way out for Yue Mingming, but in the end, he didn't come at all.
It was Zhao Congyun who became restless.
...Is she really angry? She doesn't really think he wants to do something to Li Si, does she?
Zhao Congyun was a little unsure and waited for a cup of tea. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and pushed the door open and walked out.
When he arrived at Yue Mingming's door, Zhao Congyun hesitated. Should he kick the door open to show his attitude, or be more generous and wait for her to come over and curry favor with him?
At this moment, the door suddenly opened. Zhao Congyun's face quickly turned cold, but he found that it was Anian who came out.
Ah Nian was stunned for a moment, then immediately reminded him, "Young Master, are you looking for 'her'? She's busy right now and has a bad temper. You'd better be careful!"
Anian never called Yue Mingming "Auntie", perhaps because Yue Mingming was not serious enough in his heart, or perhaps that title represented an irreplaceable person.
Zhao Congyun corrected him several times, but he always remained silent and resisted. However, Yue Mingming didn't care. She thought that no matter how he called her, she should be happy. Zhao Congyun despised this very much.
"Who said I was looking for her? I came to see you... Have you had dinner?" Zhao Congyun said, but his eyes uncontrollably glanced into the room.
Ah Nian politely didn't expose him and replied, "I haven't eaten yet... I was just going to the kitchen to find something to eat." He paused and added, "I'll also bring her some."
Zhao Congyun glanced at the people in the room and said coldly, "After such a big incident, she let you go alone. Aren't you afraid that someone will take advantage of the opportunity to poison you again?"
These words were said to Yue Mingming, but he didn't even raise his head. I don't know if he really didn't hear or was pretending. He just kept writing furiously.
Zhao Congyun was so furious he couldn't vent his anger. He resisted the urge to rush in and curse. He turned around, pulled Ah Nian over, and said coldly, "Let her starve tonight! Let's go!"
Anian sighed. He was just a child, why should he be caught between these two unreliable adults?
*
In the room, Yue Mingming finally stopped writing.
She shook her aching wrist, picked up the teapot and took a big sip. The tea had been brewed for too long and was cold and astringent, but she didn't care. She touched her hungry belly and remembered that Anian seemed to have been out for a long time.
This unfortunate child! Where is the food?
Yue Mingming felt that it was more reliable to be self-reliant, so he stood up, stretched, and strolled to the second-floor stairs.
Half of the lights in the post station were off, and it was quiet downstairs. Only a half-lit candle was burning on a square table in the corner, making Zhao Congyun's lonely figure look particularly gentle.
Especially when this person is silent.
As if they had telepathic connection, Zhao Congyun suddenly raised his eyes and met Yue Mingming's lustful gaze. No one spoke for a moment, letting the candlelight sway ambiguously.
After a moment, Zhao Congyun hooked his finger at her indifferently. Yue Mingming burst out laughing and thought to himself, do you really think you are a vixen?
She didn't pretend to be reserved and ran downstairs happily: "Your Highness, are you still awake? Who are you waiting for?"
Zhao Congyun rolled his eyes at her and pushed the food box next to him over. Inside was a bowl of rice, two plates of side dishes, and a bowl of soup being warmed in a hot water bottle.
He explained, "The chef at the post station was arrested for questioning. This was made by Uncle Dong himself. You know his cooking skills... You can only make do with a bite."
Yue Mingming was not Zhao Congyun, so he was not that picky about food and drink. He chuckled and said, "Sure, sure, I'm used to it!"
She wolfed down her food, clearly ravenous. Seeing this, Zhao Congyun's expression softened a bit. As he peeled eggs for her, he said nonchalantly, "You're so hungry, but you still don't go out... Are you so angry about just a few words I said to you?"
Yue Mingming puffed out her cheeks and spoke incoherently: "I'm not angry... What are you talking about?" Then she immediately realized: "Oh oh... Are you talking about pushing me out the door just now? I don't blame you, you don't have to apologize!"
Zhao Congyun was furious and wanted to throw eggs in her face and walk away. Did she know that he had been waiting for her here all night, and in the end, he only gave her a casual remark?!
But he was reluctant to leave. Seeing her eating with big mouthfuls, he felt strangely satisfied for some reason.
Finally, he thought, let her do it this time, what's the harm? He gave himself a way out, and the dark clouds in Zhao Congyun's heart gradually dissipated. He smiled at himself and said helplessly: "Okay! You are very generous! Thank you!"
Yue Mingming gave him a mysterious smile: "Don't worry! You'll have someone to thank me for later!"
Zhao Congyun was puzzled: "What do you mean..."
His heart skipped a beat: "What did you do again?"
Yue Mingming was full and satiated. He wiped his mouth and said, "Come back to the room with me! Let's talk!"
Zhao Congyun followed her into the room with a pale face, only to see Yue Mingming handing him a stack of papers covered with crooked handwriting with a beaming expression.
Zhao Congyun frowned and asked, "You hid in your room just to write this? What is this?"
Yue Mingming smiled and said, "Take a closer look!"
Zhao Congyun pulled the candlelight over and tried hard to make out the scrawled handwriting, his expression gradually changing.
He raised his eyes and stared at Yue Mingming: "Did you find this out... using your so-called 'special method'?"
Yue Mingming nodded proudly, "That's right! According to the list, there are a total of 134 people. Fifteen of them have had connections with Mr. Fan, and there are eleven others whose names are uncertain. They are all written down here! Ask Uncle Dong to check again!"
When she was investigating, she had imagined Zhao Congyun's surprised look after seeing the list... But her imagination was really lacking, and it was really hard to guess how the icy-faced man would express surprise!
But she knew, at least it wasn't like this now.
Zhao Congyun remained silent with a solemn expression, and the aura around him was so oppressive that Yue Mingming wanted to run away.
After a moment, he finally suppressed his anger and asked, "Where did you get the list?"
Yue Mingming didn't dare to hide it: "I got it from General Wei's room."
"Not discovered?"
"...He gave it to me." Yue Mingming told Wei Zhi everything that happened in his room.
She didn't need to look up to know that Zhao Congyun's face must have become darker.
"Okay." Zhao Congyun squeezed out a word from between his teeth, his voice almost trembling: "You really don't trust me? Did I ever tell you...to mind your own business and stop meddling in other people's business?"
Yue Mingming felt a little aggrieved: "I want to help too..."
Zhao Congyun felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He squeezed the stack of papers tightly, veins popping in his fingers. "...Have you ever considered what if Wei Zhi is Lord Fan's man? Even if he's not an enemy, but you stole first, what if he's acting impartially and wants to attack you? He's not one of those hired assassins. He's a graduate of the Imperial Martial Arts Academy, a man of courage and strategy on the battlefield. How can you compete with your meager skills?"
His chest heaved, unable to hold back any longer, and he finally blurted out, "Have you never thought about...what would I do if something happened to you?"
"You're going to force me to send you away, aren't you?"
"I've been comforting myself... let me think of a way. No matter how dangerous the situation, as long as I plan ahead and make preparations in advance, I can prevent you from being in danger... Then I can keep you by my side for a while longer. But you just won't let me have my way. I've tried every possible way to ensure your safety, but you don't take it seriously at all!"
"You can be fearless and treat this as a game, but I can't!"
Yue Mingming was alarmed to find that Zhao Congyun's eyes were red. She heard him ask in a hoarse voice: "Mingming, tell me, what should I do with you?"
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