Startled
The way back was through the bamboo forest. Guiyao stared carefully at the road under her feet, taking one step at a time.
The tortoiseshell cat in her arms was trembling a little. She held her breath and listened to its inner voice, quietly retracing the path it took to escape into the bamboo forest. Her pace unconsciously slowed down a bit, and her other hand gently touched its head as a comfort.
She didn't expect that there was a path in the bamboo forest, and Aunt Lan Fang didn't seem to know about it, otherwise she wouldn't have disturbed Ren Beixi through the main gate to look for the cat.
The sun in the woods was not particularly strong. It was early spring, and compared to the modern high temperatures of 30 or 40 degrees Celsius, it was nothing. However, she still broke out in a light sweat, and her handkerchief was soaked in blood, so she could only wipe it with her sleeve.
The shadows of the bamboos swayed, and the road ahead looked very much like the scene in a novel where the protagonist was assassinated.
Guiyao paused.
She thought that if Ren Beixi wanted to kill her now, she would really have no way to deal with it.
"Mrs. Gui, please."
She watched Xiao Hui deftly push aside a few thick bamboos, and found that the place ahead was where she, her uncle and aunt lived.
At this moment, Guiyao looked up again and saw the trembling flower buds on the branches, as if mocking her for leaning against the dangerous wall without realizing it. Fortunately, it was dinner time and there was no one around.
She wanted to thank Xiao Hui, but he disappeared mysteriously again.
Okay, the 100-meter sprint begins!
Guiyao the cat sneaked back to her room.
The door was gently pushed open by a hand. She just breathed a sigh of relief and breathed slightly, then she met a pair of eyes.
Ahhhhhhhhh…ah?
Oh, it’s Miaomiao, Miaomiao, I’m so scared.
Guiyao placed the tortoiseshell cat steadily next to Miaomiao, then turned around and locked the doors and windows.
She sat down timidly on the edge of the bed. Unfortunately, the ancient beds and stools were very hard. In the past, she liked to fold the bedding and lean it against her back, but now she was out of breath and had no time to do so.
Beside them, the two kittens sniffed each other.
Start chatting mode.
Miaomiao: I was so scared. It’s your fault for not believing me and making you look so embarrassed.
Hawksbill Turtle: You asked me to stay there and cover it with your fur. The cat really couldn't believe it.
Miaomiao: Humph, I am the master of this mansion. I will protect you. How dare those people hurt you?
Hawksbill: ...I don't understand you house cats.
Guiyao moved herself back to the stool beside her and looked left and right.
Having spent three years in Xiaohe Village, she has seen many cats and dogs go through ups and downs. In the countryside, most people's pets are free-range, and some dogs are smart and can help their owners with farming.
The cat has had its own ideas for ten years.
"Orthodox domestic cats" like Miaomiao are rare, so it's no wonder that it has such a spoiled temper.
Gui Yao felt a little better, and she leaned forward and asked seriously, "Do you remember what happened before you were arrested?"
The tortoiseshell cat decided to call a truce.
Mimi and Meow vaguely explained what happened at that time.
Its mother was originally a cat in a restaurant in the city.
The little tortoise doesn't know who his father is. He has five brothers and sisters, all of whom are white cats, and he is the only one who is a black, ginger, orange and cream mixture.
Gui Yao narrowed her eyes, remembering that she had spent half an hour to figure out how to match the color of tortoise shell.
"Were you born in a restaurant?"
No, the little hawksbill turtle has been wandering the streets with its mother since it was born. It has been wandering for a very long time, so long that all its brothers and sisters were caught, and its mother was run over by a carriage, but it still kept wandering.
It is often discussed by people around.
When Xiao Daimao said this, his beard became a little wilted. He leaned his head on Guiyao's hand and blinked his eyes.
"Before being caught, the cat was climbing over a wall in search of food. It encountered a person crying. The cat was very worried about the person and approached him to pet him."
"That day, the cat was very full, so people let it into the house to sleep. The cat fell asleep and felt very peaceful."
"Then you still remember..."
"Was it the first time I encountered someone crying a few days ago?"
The first step in solving a case is to sort out the timeline.
Just as Gui Yao finished speaking, the door behind her was suddenly pushed, and then knocked. The voice sounded like that of the maid Pinyue: "Why did you lock the door, young lady? What's the matter?"
"Nothing, I just finished my meal and felt a little sleepy, so I thought I'd take a nap." Gui Yao said in a faint voice, and then she stuffed the little tortoise into the corner of the bed. How could this cat hide? She pointed to the spot where someone was standing at the door, and the room was almost soundproof. Fortunately, Miaomiao was smarter than a cat, and with her twenty-pound body, she sat there, creating a natural cat barrier.
"Don't move." Gui Yao said.
She slowly stood up, making some noise, and walked to the door to unlock it. Her voice was filled with the falseness of someone who had been disturbed by sleep: "Why are you so flustered? My uncle is anxiously looking for me."
The young lady had a fair complexion, and there was no trace of urging. Pin Yue seemed to be gazing at her in a trance. After a moment, he lowered his head and said, "That's right."
Gui Yao nodded, turned around and was about to close the door, but Pin Yue walked in first.
“……?”
Guiyao walked back while coughing.
"I will help you make the bed. You can go first." Pinyue said and was about to lift the bed curtain.
Gui Yao was still a step behind her, her eyes widened, and she felt very uncomfortable with the zero-frame start.
There was a "hiss!" sound. Pinyue beside him covered his hands and stepped back, almost bumping into Guiyao. Guiyao took advantage of her unpreparedness and secretly lifted the bed curtain. She saw Miaomiao standing obediently in front of the tortoise. This lion cat, with its large body and long hair, blocked the little tortoise from every angle.
Gui Yao pursed her lips and gave a thumbs up seriously.
Then, she turned around and blocked the gathered curtains tightly, looking at Pinyue who was frowning tightly: "Sister, what's wrong? Just now, this white cat was on my bed. I didn't recognize it, but it looked so clean and beautiful. I thought it was raised in the mansion..."
"It was very well behaved, so I didn't bother it. I didn't expect it to scratch my sister."
Gui Yao lowered her eyes, looking very regretful. She held Pin Yue's hand and looked at it carefully: "How about this, sister, come with me to your uncle and let him help you treat your wound, okay?"
When Pinyue came to her senses again, she was already standing outside the house. She gritted her teeth and withdrew her hand.
"No need, I can handle it myself."
"I'll take my leave first."
...There's something wrong with this maidservant sister.
Gui Yao thought that although Pin Yue's hands looked dirty, they were not rough to the touch. Yesterday, she reported her identity as someone who wanted to repay a favor, so Gui Yao put her in the friendly camp. It was a simple idea for her.
"Congratulations to the host, the completion rate of the side quest Cat Kills the Lady has increased to 20%."
She leaned against the wall and saw Pinyue leaving with his back straight from afar. She hurried back to her room and frowned when she heard the system prompt. Did the degree of completion here come from Xiao Daimao's narration just now, or from her suspicion of Pinyue?
I really want to switch to manual labor.
Guiyao picked up Miaomiao and kissed her to vent her anger.
"Miao Miao, please help take good care of the little tortoise and don't let it be discovered by others."
Man, make sure to complete the task meow.
After saying that, Gui Yao left the house with confidence, locked the door tightly, turned the key in her hand, and finally put it in her sleeve.
It was really difficult to carry things with you in ancient times.
She fiddled with it for a long time, and suddenly touched the dagger that Ren Beixi had given her just now. She thought for a moment but did not take it out.
When he turned around and looked up, he met the eyes of the person who gave him the gift.
It takes a whole incense stick of time to walk from the main hall to here, but only half a cup of tea to walk from the path of Zhulinju to here. Could it be that Ren Beixi used this as a transit station?
Gui Yao stood there without moving, just looking up at him. She didn't know whether he had taken off a piece of clothing or changed his clothes. His clothes were much simpler than before.
They looked at each other in silence.
Gui Yao guessed that he was used to being quiet and was waiting for her to speak. However, during this time, she was thinking about whether to salute or not. If she saluted, and he didn't let her call him "Little General", then she would have to respond with "Ren Beixi is good."
So: "Let the north attack."
Gui Yao walked up to him lightly, her eyes narrowed: "My uncle is looking for me, do you know where he is now?"
In the past, she was called the black-clad lady under the bamboo, but now she can be called the pretty lady under the flowers.
The aquamarine skirt on Gui Yao made her complexion look even whiter. She had been ill for a long time and was difficult to cure. Others always thought she had a dull temperament and she herself often appeared sickly and weak. Apart from her uncle and aunt, only Ren Beixi saw her lively appearance. He seemed to have sensed something from the poem "The hidden fan is used to being shy, and the sorrow is too much."
The man looked away.
"They should be in the main hall right now."
Gui Yao walked forward with him. She really didn't like following him one after the other, and she didn't want to say anything more to him. She could only lift the hem of her skirt and walk faster, and finally she could get in front of him.
"I feel like calling you by your name is too familiar. Although we are engaged and have set a wedding date." Gui Yao's ears flushed. Why did she say it back? She continued to explain haltingly, "If you, Little General, and Erlang, don't like it, I will call you..."
"How about calling you General?"
Gui Yao looked at him and tilted her head.
Ren Beixi said "hmm".
The young woman beside him seemed to be truly relieved. He didn't look at her for long, but said lightly: "The mansion is no longer looking for the cat. The prefect has woken up, but he fainted after being frightened and is now stuttering slightly."
Gui Yao nodded, and some clues gradually accumulated in her mind. She needed to meet with her uncle and aunt before making any plans.
She walked while recognizing the way, very carefully. If she wanted to solve a case, she would have to travel a lot at night, but being alone was bound to be reckless. She secretly glanced at Ren Beixi. It seemed that taking General Ren with her would help her avoid taking detours.
Thinking about the health index she can add after the points are credited, Guiyao swings her arms more freely when she walks.
Theory exists, but practice still needs to wait!
The young lady tilted her head back and couldn't help turning it around.
Ren Beixi:?
He lowered his eyes and stared at the man: "It is the Gui family who is looking for you. I am not in a position to say much, but there will be a coffin in the hall. You are weak, so don't look at it too much."
Guiyao:? ?
She didn't understand and put her hands in her pockets, confused.
She and Ren Beixi went to the hall again, she saluted again, and she saw the neatly arranged people from the general's mansion and the prefect again.
But this time, Gui Yao followed the guidance of the lady and came closer. While adjusting her dress, she turned around and saw Ren Beixi leaning against the wall with his sword on his back.
She then sat down steadily, holding the armrest with confidence. However, when she looked up again, her beautiful eyes under her long eyelashes widened slightly.
...No wonder I didn’t see my family.
My aunt, who comes from a family of coroners, is now standing in front of the coffin fully armed. There are bursts of cold air around the coffin, and my uncle is assisting her.
Haha, it’s not a wasted trip, it’s not a wasted trip at all.
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