Chapter 28 (9,000 words) Yin Xing, you...
The moon was bright and the night wind, which should have been hot, was unexpectedly cool. Yin Xing slowly opened his eyes and saw a field covered with dark blue glazed tiles with patterns on them, vaguely reflecting the cold moonlight. The surroundings were quiet and peaceful, and he couldn't help feeling dazed.
Strange, didn't I explain to Xuan Yizhen about the bad guys poisoning the wine at the Qixi Festival banquet in Quelou?!
"Awake?" A familiar voice sounded, ethereal and clear, with a coolness like that in a quiet valley.
Yin Xing tilted her head to see Xuan Yizhen sitting beside her on the couch. Her expression was as calm as ever, devoid of any emotion. Her mind was a bit hazy, and she blinked slowly as she asked, "Yizhen, am I being poisoned?"
"Silly, have you never drunk alcohol?" Xuan Yizheng opened the small porcelain box in his palm, picked up the green gel paste with his fingertips and applied it to the acupoint beside Yin Xing's forehead. His strength was gentle, and his gentle words were a little helpless.
"No, isn't that fruit wine?" Yin Xing sensed the smell of the cooling medicinal oil, and his consciousness eased a little, and he muttered.
Xuan Yizhen rubbed his acupuncture point with his fingertips, looking down at Yin Xing, who was dazed and seemed to be still drunk. He carefully studied her clear and bright eyes and said slowly, "Ordinary fruit wine can be drunk by children, so your alcohol tolerance is probably even worse than a child's."
Yin Xing remained silent and felt embarrassed. He couldn't believe that his alcohol tolerance was so poor.
Not long after, Yin Xing saw Xuan Yizheng retract his hand that was applying the medicine, so he supported himself and sat up. He looked at the furnishings inside and realized that it was not her bedroom.
However, the furnishings here are all made of glass. There are many exquisite flower branches on the wall, in peach pink and apricot white. If it were not for the bright candlelight showing the clear luster of glass, they would be enough to be mistaken for the real thing, which shows the exquisiteness of the craftsmanship.
Yin Xing regained his composure and asked doubtfully, "Yizhen, have we left the Magpie Tower?"
I have never seen a house with so many glazed windows, even the top of the head is arranged like this, and it does not look like the common square style, but more like a circular architectural style.
"Well, this is the lakeside building in the villa. You have been unconscious for about an hour." Xuan Yizheng dipped his fingertips in water to clean them and said slowly.
"Then wouldn't I be disturbing Yizhen's Qixi Festival party?" Yin Xing said embarrassedly. He really couldn't imagine how he was taken away from the party by Xuan Yizhen in public.
There are some things that you can’t think about too much, otherwise the more you think about them, the more embarrassed you will be!
Xuan Yizhen nodded slightly, wiping the water droplets with the embroidered handkerchief in her palm. Her beautiful eyes reflected Yin Xing's cheek calmly, and she replied casually: "Yes, so what are you going to do?"
"Yizhen, actually I have prepared a gift for you as an apology!" When Yin Xing heard Xuan Yizhen say this, she became even more nervous about making her unhappy, and raised her hand to fumble in her sleeve pocket for the rouge box.
But when Yin Xing turned his wide sleeves inside out, he looked at Xuan Yizhen, who remained calm and composed, with a look of astonishment in his eyes. He said dejectedly, "The gift is gone."
Damn it, Xuan Yizheng wouldn’t feel that he was deceiving and perfunctory her.
"Is this the thing you are talking about?" Xuan Yizheng said as he showed the round wooden box in front of him.
"Yes, it is made from the juice of Impatiens balsamina, which is used for dyeing nails. I heard that women in the capital like to use this to dye their nails during the Chinese Valentine's Day." Yin Xing opened his eyes wide and nodded seriously.
Fortunately, it was not lost, otherwise Yin Xing would not have a penny on him now and would have to borrow money if he wanted to buy another gift.
Seeing Yin Xing's eagerness, Xuan Yizhen opened the small box in cooperation. The flower rouge inside was bright-colored, but not delicate in texture. He said calmly, "It's been a while since we last met, and you just wanted to send me a box of rouge as an apology?"
"Yizhen, all my salary has been paid to Quelou, so I can only come to see you today. I really don't have any other money. How about I buy you something else as an apology with my salary next month, okay?" Yin Xing saw that Xuan Yizhen didn't seem to be very interested in rouge, her beautiful eyes were as quiet as a lake, without any ripples, and he felt even more uneasy.
It seems that Xuan Yizheng is very angry this time.
Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing suspiciously, silently observing her changing demeanor. After a long pause, he asked, "If you want to see me, you can just come to the other courtyard. Why do you have to pay to go to the Magpie Tower?"
Yin Xing answered truthfully, "Because Manager Xin said Yizhen didn't want to receive letters or meet him, so I heard about the banquet at the Que Tower tonight and saved up money to come here."
Hearing this, Xuan Yizhen's expression froze slightly. She looked at Yin Xing, who did not avoid her gaze. She clenched the rouge box in her palm, lowered her beautiful eyes to hide her viciousness, and murmured, "So that's how it is."
It seems that these elders of the Wanqi family are all very good at making their own decisions.
Yin Xing didn't understand Xuan Yizhen's indifferent expression. He just thought she was still upset and didn't want to reconcile with him. He leaned closer and said softly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have broken my promise. If Yizhen really wants a tattoo, it's okay."
"Are you sure?" Xuan Yizheng collected his thoughts, tilted his head to look at Yin Xing's clear eyes, observing her with some surprise.
"Yeah." Yin Xing responded without hesitation.
Xuan Yizhen set the rouge box aside, raised his hand to hold Yin Xing's slender arm, lifted her wide sleeve, and gently touched her delicate skin with his fingertips. He said slowly: "Once a tattoo is formed, it can never be removed unless the flesh and blood are removed. Do you understand?"
Yin Xing's gaze fell on Xuan Yizhen's beautiful face, and he carefully met her calm eyes. At this moment, perhaps because of the flickering candlelight, the light was stained with mottled colors, making them particularly clear, but it was also more difficult to peek into her mind. He replied solemnly: "I know, but this is what Yizhen wants to do, isn't it?"
Even though Yin Xing vaguely sensed that Xuan Yizhen had many dangerous secrets, he didn't want to be alienated from her forever and never have any contact with her again.
"What if I want to do more than that?"
"As long as you feel happy, you can try anything."
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing held the cool and tender hand in his palm and placed it against his cheek. He carefully observed the gentle and peaceful expression of the person in front of him, and slowly added: "But I still hope Yizhen doesn't do anything that will harm his body, because that would be very dangerous."
Although there is no evidence, Yin Xing now vaguely feels that the injury on Xuan Yizheng's left hand may not be what he initially guessed.
After all, Xuan Yizheng's status and position are extraordinary. Even if the female official in charge has a high reputation, it is unlikely that she would use violence against her directly.
As for more, Yin Xing didn't dare to think too much.
Xuan Yizhen placed his palm against Yin Xing's warm cheek, feeling the warmth. He hesitated and thought, "Okay, it's just a tattoo, it shouldn't be considered harmful."
It seems that she is very timid.
Yin Xing hesitated as he looked at Xuan Yizhen, who looked calm, and nodded hesitantly, "If it's just a tattoo, of course there's no problem, but I'm just worried."
I’m worried that Xuan Yizheng will have more unexpected thoughts or actions.
But in comparison, Yin Xing was more afraid that Xuan Yizheng would try those dangers that he could not imagine alone, so he had to overcome his fear.
"Don't worry, the tattoo won't hurt that much." Xuan Yizheng gently stroked Yin Xing's crescent-shaped eyebrows with his fingertips, comforting her in a gentle tone and with considerable patience.
If he scared her into being afraid of him again, Xuan Yizheng would feel irritated and uneasy.
Seeing this, Yin Xing didn't say anything more, because Xuan Yizheng in front of him looked so gentle and peaceful, as if he was a timid and uneasy child.
However, when Yin Xing looked at the tattoo tools displayed one by one, his heart sank suddenly, especially when he saw those thin and long needles, he felt a little dizzy!
Xuan Yizhen lifted up Yin Xing's wide sleeves and smeared the medicine on her arm. Seeing her tightly closed eyes and her thick eyelashes trembling violently, he chuckled and said, "It hasn't even started yet, are you so afraid of the pain?"
Yin Xing listened to Xuan Yizhen's light smile, his face flushed as he opened his eyes and stammered, "I just don't dare to look at those needles. I always feel a little uncomfortable in my eyes."
Although this statement was a bit outrageous and pretentious, Yin Xing was not lying. Every time he saw those particularly sharp objects, he always felt that his eyes were under magical attack.
I think everyone will feel the same way and avoid looking when being pricked by an acupuncture needle.
Xuan Yizhen's eyes showed a thoughtful look. He raised his hand to untie the red silk ribbon from his wrist, leaned forward slightly, wrapped it around Yin Xing's eyes, tied it behind her head, and said, "Will this make you feel better?"
"Yeah." Yin Xing nodded in response, thinking that it would be much better not to be able to see.
"That's good." Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing, who looked even more obedient and quiet because she was blindfolded. There was a hint of satisfaction in his quiet eyes. He touched her face with his fingertips and murmured with a slight smile on his lips.
This indescribable feeling is so strange that Xuan Yizheng cherishes it especially.
The candlelight flickered, and the figure beside the couch was hazy. Little drops of bright red blood kept oozing out from the fair skin, like blooming blood flowers. Xuan Yizheng pursed his thin lips, and his expression became more focused and pious.
For a long time, there was no sound from inside. Yin Xing could only feel the numbness between the skin of his arms and could not detect the movement of the tattoo. His eyes were blindfolded and his vision was dim. He could only rely on the clear and faint fragrance he smelled at the tip of his nose to know that Xuan Yi really existed.
Yin Xing called hesitantly: "Yizhen, are you okay?"
"Wait a moment." The voice responded calmly and briefly, a far cry from before.
After a while, Yin Xing slowly felt a slight stinging pain, and thought to himself that something was wrong. It seemed that the anesthetic was not effective.
Fortunately, the red silk ribbon in front of him was untied. Yin Xing blinked slightly to adjust to the light, looked at Xuan Yizhen's gentle and beautiful face, and said in a trance: "Is it done?"
For some reason, Xuan Yizheng's expression was no different from usual, but Yin Xing could feel her happiness, probably because of the slight smile in her eyes that were covered by mist.
Xuan Yizheng nodded, gently held Yin Xing's arm with his palms, and looked at the flower tattoo on it with admiration.
Only then did Yin Xing follow Xuan Yizheng's gaze and see the tattoo on his arm. It was indeed almost identical, except that the skin was slightly red, there was no other damage.
But upon closer inspection, Yin Xing discovered a string of tiny characters between the branches of his flowers. Puzzled, he asked, "What is this?"
"This is the secret code of the Wanqi tribe. You can guess its meaning."
"Does it mean something like stupid fish or idiot?"
After all, Xuan Yizheng often describes himself like this, so Yin Xing still has some self-awareness.
Xuan Yizhen smiled at Yin Xing and shook his head, saying, "Guess again."
Yin Xing blinked her eyes as she looked at the in-tense Xuan Yizhen, who was surprisingly as innocent as a child. Her heartbeat quickened slightly, her mind went blank, and she quickly shook her head to avoid his gaze, her face flushed as she replied, "I can't guess, so what is it?"
Although I have known for a long time that Xuan Yizhen's beautiful appearance is attractive, it is really hard to guard against it!
"This is my name in the Wanqi family." Xuan Yizheng held an embroidered handkerchief wrapped in ice in his hand and gently placed it on Yin Xing's arm to cool it down and relieve the pain.
"So the name engraved on my arm is Yizhen's?" Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen who looked normal, and thought to himself why does this feel weird!
Xuan Yizheng nodded, his eyes still fixed on the overly thin arm in front of him. Perhaps because of the acupuncture, Yin Xing's skin was still lightly flushed, which looked very beautiful.
However, Yin Xing had no time to worry about the slight swelling on his arm. He looked at Xuan Yizhen with embarrassment and stammered, "What if someone recognizes us?"
"Ordinary people can't recognize the Wanqi secret code, and those who can recognize it will only treat you with courtesy. This is a very precious symbol." Xuan Yizhen said quite seriously, looking up at Yin Xing with confusion, "You don't want to?"
"No, I just feel too embarrassed. Doesn't Yizhen feel embarrassed?" After saying that, Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen's calm expression and suddenly felt that his words were a bit redundant.
I have to say that Xuan Yizhen's demeanor sometimes doesn't look like a princess of a wealthy and powerful dynasty, but rather like a bright and clear-eyed woman who doesn't understand emotions.
ai's immortal.
Therefore, there seems to be no understanding of common human nature.
Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing blankly. Her face flushed red, even her neck was tinged with pink. However, her eyes were clear and bright, gorgeous and pure. Her throat tightened slightly, but she pretended to be calm and replied, "No, the Wanqi tribe only regards it as the most precious reward."
Xuan Yi really didn't understand why he was embarrassed, but he didn't want Yin Xing to notice it, so his expression became more gentle and soft to hide his doubts.
"Okay." Seeing Xuan Yizheng being so open and honest, Yin Xing didn't worry about it anymore. The tattoo was already done anyway, so the worst that could happen was that he wouldn't let anyone find out about it in the future.
"Then you can stay in the villa tonight and return to your residence tomorrow?" Xuan Yizheng put his palm against Yin Xing's rosy cheek and observed with interest.
"Okay." Yin Xing was embarrassed to look at Xuan Yizheng, so he turned his head to look at the night outside the glass window. He was afraid that it was already past midnight, and Manager Xin had probably already closed the door and issued a night curfew.
Not long after, Yin Xing had his meal and took a shower. Seeing Xuan Yizheng turning off the lights one by one and obviously about to leave, he felt a little regretful.
I thought Xuan Yizheng would let me stay overnight tonight and she would stay with me.
"What's wrong?" Xuan Yizheng hung the only lamp on the bed and met Yin Xing who was lying on the bed. Her sparkling round eyes were always clear and smart, as black and white as a newborn baby, sincere and bright.
"Nothing, good night." Yin Xing blinked and responded shyly while pulling the thin blanket.
Xuan Yizhen asked suspiciously, "Good night, what do you mean?"
Yin Xing poked his head out from under the thin blanket, staring directly at Xuan Yizhen's beautiful face, and explained, "It probably means I wish you a sweet dream when you go to sleep."
"Is that so? Good night then." After saying that, Xuan Yizheng touched Yin Xing's rosy cheeks with his fingertips before stepping away.
Yin Xing watched the tall figure disappear, then retracted his gaze, looked up and sighed that the open-air night view was quite nice.
This night was Yin Xing's first time staying in the villa, so he was full of curiosity, but it turned into trouble in the morning of the next day.
The rays of light from the dark blue glass windows spread all over the ground, making the entire house particularly bright.
Yin Xing turned over in a daze and tried to avoid it, but it was of little use. He pulled the thin blanket to cover his head, but it was still a bit stuffy.
Not long after, Yin Xing opened his eyes yawning and found that the sky outside was not particularly bright.
But Yin Xing was really shocked when he saw Xuan Yizhen sitting next to the couch!
"Yizhen, you got up so early." Yin Xing leaned over and crawled to the side of the couch to make sure that he was not dazzled.
"You've slept too long. It's already past midnight." Xuan Yizheng closed the book in his hand, tilted his head to look at Yin Xing, who was in disheveled clothes, his eyes fell on the red mark on her fair cheek, and he touched and rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, naturally and skillfully.
Yin Xing didn't shy away from it. He smelled a hint of floral fragrance on his nose. His eyes fell on Xuan Yizhen's nails, which were clearly a bit pink. His eyes lit up and he said, "They look great."
Xuan Yizheng's skin was naturally cold and white, and her hands were not very bloody either. But now they were stained with a little pink, and they looked very beautiful with a hint of red in the white.
Seeing this, Xuan Yizhen took the initiative to extend her hand to Yin Xing, letting her look at her, and said softly: "I don't often use these rouge and powder on weekdays. Do you like it?"
"Well, this color looks very pink." Yin Xing responded enviously.
It’s a pity that Yin Xing didn’t have the chance to dress up. After all, it was not appropriate for him to work in the Dali Temple.
Xuan Yizhen responded thoughtfully, "Is that so?"
The two chatted for a while, and Yin Xing did not waste any more time. He got up, washed, and dressed, and reached out to button his official robe. He thought to himself that Xuan Yi was really meticulous and thoughtful. He even ordered someone to bring the official robe early, and even brought Xiaoguai from Quelou back to the courtyard.
After Yin Xing finished his meal, he said goodbye to Xuan Yizheng and headed towards the Dali Temple. His mood was completely different from before.
However, when Yin Xing stepped into the Dali Temple, he found that everyone looked anxious, and it was obvious that there seemed to be some difficult case again.
Yin Xing, walking alone through the corridor, ran into the official accompanying the Dali Temple Minister and asked, "Has a major case occurred today?"
"Many people disappeared during the Qixi Festival night outing last night, including Princess Xinyang, whose whereabouts are unknown. Now that His Majesty is angry and wants to thoroughly investigate and punish the rampant criminals, the Dali Temple will naturally be busy." The accompanying official frowned and responded.
"Didn't Princess Xinyang attend the Qixi Festival banquet with the other princesses last night?" Yin Xing asked puzzledly.
The attendant official sighed and replied, "This strange incident happened at the banquet. Princess Xinyang was abducted by criminals in full view of the public. The capital was extremely busy last night. I will take my leave first."
Yin Xing stared at the attendant officials hurriedly leaving with his eyes wide open, thinking to himself that he was drunk at such a bad time that he had no idea such a dangerous situation had occurred?!
Of course, this was also related to Xuan Yizheng's reaction, because she didn't mention the banquet at all.
If Yin Xing had not seen Xuan Yizheng attending the banquet with his own eyes, he would probably have thought that she knew nothing about it.
However, after learning about such a major case, Yin Xing thought of another strange attempted poisoning incident last night, and felt a lingering fear.
If I hadn't accidentally taken the poison last night, it might not just be Princess Xinyang who would be in trouble.
Yin Xing entered the archives with a restless mind, thinking about the person who looked exactly like him, and felt a little annoyed that he forgot to remind Xuan Yizheng.
But judging from Xuan Yizheng's reaction last night, she didn't seem to believe it, so she let herself drink the fruit wine.
Could that person be Xuan Yizheng's legendary new favorite?
Yin Xing blushed, lowered her eyes to look at the tattoo on her arm, and muttered, "Why does it feel like Yizhen is looking for a substitute?"
Impossible, I must be overthinking it!
Yin Xing shook his head and quickly dispelled the messy and strange thoughts.
Although Xuan Yizhen was a little eccentric occasionally, she was gentle and kind most of the time, otherwise she wouldn't have reconciled with me just for a box of rouge.
Thinking of this, Yin Xing stopped being distracted and diligently busy himself with today's affairs. He planned to go back early to write a letter to Xuan Yizheng, perhaps to ask about the specific situation.
The sun was blazing outside the window, but the prison cell deep in the courtyard was unusually dark. The dim candlelight illuminated the dark bloodstains on the ground.
The thin figure on the wooden frame trembled, not daring to breathe. He looked up at the gentle and beautiful face in front of him and said fearfully, "Your Highness, do you have any misunderstandings?"
Xuan Yizhen toyed with a thin willow-leaf-shaped blade in her hand. Her beautiful eyes were quiet and cold. She slowly looked at the face in front of her that looked like Yin Xing, and then she spoke softly, "It's rumored that there's a disguise technique that uses needle and thread to pierce the skin. It seems to be quite sophisticated. I guess you've experimented with many people."
"Princess, what do you mean?"
"I mean, I have no interest in testing you right now, and I have no intention of mediating with the people behind you, but you must keep your face."
As he finished speaking, the willow-leaf blade landed lightly on his forehead, blood flowing. He began to cry out in fear, begging for mercy: "I can confess everything, please forgive me!"
Xuan Yizhen grabbed her neck with his palm to stop her shaking, stuffed the ice ball into her mouth to silence the noise, and said nonchalantly, "Don't move. Don't you understand? From the moment you appeared in front of me, everything was exposed. It's a pity that your eyes don't look like hers at all, otherwise I could take them out and keep them for your enjoyment."
The words were spoken softly, but Bo Jian did not hesitate. Seeing this, the guards around were all shocked and silent.
After a while, Xuan Yizhen placed the removed dough in ice water, observing it intently, and said without any concern, "I'll spare your life for the sake of this face, but if you do it again, I won't let you go."
The icy water in the summer was filled with wisps of cold mist, blurring the bloody face that had lost its skin and flesh.
The dripping blood made a clear sound, and the cold mist quickly dissipated under the heat wave.
The sound of water was gurgling. In the afternoon, Yin Xingre collected well water from the basin and wiped his cheeks. He twisted the handkerchief in his palm and placed it in front of his eyes. His eyelids were drooping and he felt a little sleepy.
Having slept less than 5 hours last night, Yin Xing can now fall asleep while standing, secretly admiring Xuan Yizheng's energy.
Unfortunately, the General Treasury is responsible for receiving and storing various case files, and recently it has to check case files from various states. It is said that the criminals from various places will be executed in the autumn, so the case needs to be verified.
Therefore, even if the officials of the General Treasury take a nap in the afternoon, there must be someone on duty at the archives.
Suddenly, footsteps approached from the outer corridor, followed by a woman's voice calling out in a swift and decisive voice, "Have the Fenzhou case files been sent to the Dali Temple today?"
Yin Xing was so startled by the sound that he ran away from his sleep. He raised his hand to take off the handkerchief and looked at the heroic female police officer in front of him with some surprise.
The Dali Temple is a place where men travel, and there are very few female constables.
"What are you looking at? The Fenzhou case file. Didn't you hear it clearly?"
"I hear it now."
Yin Xing didn't dare to look at the fierce female detective any longer. He raised his hand to flip through the archive log and said, "Miss, the general library hasn't received the documents from Fenzhou yet. Do you want to wait a little longer?"
"You should be respectful of your position in the Dali Temple. You are clearly looking down on me, a constable!" Jiang Yun slammed his sword on the table with a fierce look.
"..." Yin Xing watched the shaking of the teacup and inkstone in silence, and quickly raised his hand to protect the humble tea set, not daring to speak lightly.
I always feel that if I say even a word to upset her, I might get beaten!
In the silence, danger lurked everywhere. Outside the door, two clerks, sweating profusely, carried two large sealed boxes. They stepped inside and called out, "Master Yin, the collected case files from the three states have arrived today."
After he finished speaking, the two clerks wanted to ask for their reward as usual, but when they saw Jiang Yun, they didn't even want to ask for a sip of tea and ran away in anger.
Yin Xing paused in his attempt to retrieve the copper coins from the drawer. Seeing the two clerks fleeing in panic, he felt a little confused. Today the sun rises from the west.
However, Yin Xing did not waste any time and stood up cautiously, walking around the female police officer.
If the Dali Temple did not receive any reward for its work, many things would be inconvenient on a daily basis. Therefore, Yin Xing would gradually save some copper coins to avoid being bullied.
When Yin Xing struggled to lift one of the stacks of oil paper bags from the box, her face flushed a little, and she thought that some of the money should be earned by others.
Jiang Yun urged, "You're taking too long!"
After saying that, Jiang Yun picked up a large oil paper bag in each hand, but when he opened it, he saw that it was full of complicated files, which gave him a headache.
"Fenzhou should be on the lower level here." Yin Xing vaguely felt the female detective's impatience, and felt that it was like a strong murderous intent. He didn't dare to get close and stretched out his finger to remind her.
"Then you come!" Jiang Yun stood aside with a sword in his arms, looking at the official who was silently rummaging through the case files.
Yin Xing felt a chill on his back. He quickly found the Fenzhou file among the many files and said, "I found it."
Jiang Yun stretched out his hand to take the case file, but was avoided by someone, and raised his brow.
Yin Xing retreated timidly to stay safe, then explained, "According to the rules, the General Treasury file requires at least a transfer order from the Junior Secretary of the Supervisory Office, and you haven't given it to me yet."
"Don't you know who I am?" Jiang Yun raised his eyebrows and asked impatiently.
"You didn't tell me, how would I know?" Yin Xing responded, stepping back and keeping a safe distance.
Jiang Yun was furious, and seeing that the official was unfamiliar, he raised his hand and explained, "I am Jiang Yun, the daughter of the Dali Temple Minister. Can you hand over the file now?"
Yin Xing looked at the female detective in front of him and replied unmoved: "So you don't have a transfer order?"
"No, are you deliberately looking for trouble?" Jiang Yun was getting angry.
"No, these are the laws of the Dali Temple. You are the daughter of the Dali Temple Minister. Do you want to defy the law?" Yin Xing leaned against the counter with no way to retreat, whispering timidly.
As he finished speaking, the danger level of the situation increased significantly. Yin Xing looked at the female detective's terrifying expression, and cold sweat ran down his cheeks.
"Okay, just wait for me!" Jiang Yun gritted his teeth and stepped out of the warehouse with his sword in hand.
Seeing this, Yin Xing breathed a sigh of relief, almost thinking that he was going to be killed on the spot.
By dusk, the officials of the general treasury had sealed the treasury with their keys, and Yin Xing still couldn't see the female detective, so he stopped waiting.
Not long after, Yin Xing led Xiaoguai out of the stable and left the backyard. Unexpectedly, a figure appeared out of nowhere, charming and seductive, with heavy makeup on.
"Young master, you are not going to default on your debt of a mere one thousand taels, are you?" The woman smiled brightly, approached him softly, and touched Yin Xing's face with her fingertips.
"No, but how did you find me?" Yin Xing was so frightened that he dodged to the side and deliberately held Xiaoguai's hand to block the woman's actions, for fear that his identity would be discovered.
"Young Master, you really don't understand the world of humour, but I do have some tricks up my sleeve." The woman's eyes were full of charm, and she said with a hint of resentment, "It would be shameful if a dignified Dali Temple official refused to pay me a debt. If this gets out, it will be shameful."
Yin Xing held Xiaoguai's hand to defend the woman, looked around hurriedly, and explained: "No, I don't have a thousand taels right now. How about I pay you back part of it when I get my salary at the end of the month?"
"How much is the monthly salary, young master?"
"Two hundred taels."
When the woman heard this, she shook her head and replied, "It's too long. No."
Yin Xing was silent, and didn't say anything. One thousand taels was pure robbery!
"I think I'll give you three days at most. If you don't even get half of it, then I'll have no choice but to come to the Dali Temple to collect the debt." The woman threatened with a changed expression before stepping away.
"What's the big deal?" Yin Xing muttered in annoyance.
Oh, how can I possibly raise one thousand taels in three days?
As night fell, Yin Xing rode back to the courtyard and did not notice anything unusual. He walked into the waterside hall worriedly and saw a figure sitting there.
"Yizhen, when did you come?" Yin Xing walked forward with a smile, his eyebrows turning from worry to joy.
"I just stopped by to see you." Xuan Yizhen sipped his tea from the teacup in his hand, his gaze meeting Yin Xing's delicate and charming smile. Suddenly, his gaze paused, and he raised his hand to the side of her face, asking calmly, "Did you encounter any beautiful butterflies today?"
Yin Xing didn't understand and replied honestly, "No, it's very hot out here. Not to mention the butterflies and bees, they're almost dying from the sun."
"Really? Then why is there a woman's rouge and powder on your face?" Xuan Yizheng showed Yin Xing a spot of bright red rouge on his fingertips in a calm manner. It was as bright as blood and very dazzling.
"Ah, this..." Yin Xing raised his hand and wiped his face quickly. Thinking of the woman's previous improper behavior, he hesitated when he wanted to explain.
Yin Xing didn't want to tell Xuan Yizheng about the fact that he borrowed money, otherwise he would definitely have to trouble Xuan Yizheng to settle it for him.
"Maybe it was accidentally stained." Yin Xing explained clumsily, avoiding the topic and changing the subject. "Yizhen, do you want to have dinner together?"
Xuan Yizhen remained silent, wiping the rouge from her fingertips with an embroidered handkerchief. Her beautiful eyes lowered to conceal her expression, her tone still gentle as she spoke, "The maids in this courtyard never use such heavy makeup, and the Dali Temple is staffed by men, so I'm curious where you accidentally got it on."
Yin Xing was speechless. He didn't expect that Xuan Yizheng's attention was not diverted at all. He was so nervous that he didn't know what to do.
"You can't tell me, or you don't want to tell me?"
"No, if you really want to know, of course you can tell me."
Xuan Yizhen raised his eyes slightly to look at Yin Xing, pinched her jaw with his fingertips, and with a little force, he held the embroidered handkerchief to her cheek to wipe away the powder that no longer existed, and said slowly, "Then why are you hesitating?"
Yin Xing blinked as she looked at the gentle and elegant Xuan Yizhen in front of her. Her expression didn't show any displeasure, but her words and actions revealed an inexplicable suppression, like an invisible wind, making people dare not hide anything, so they could only speak out: "Yizhen, last night I didn't have enough money to go to the top floor of the Que Tower, so I asked someone for help at a high price. Today, she was collecting a debt outside the Dali Temple, and she accidentally got rouge on her."
"How much silver?"
"One thousand taels."
Xuan Yizhen paused, his eyes reflecting Yin Xing's reserved expression. He tapped her cheek lightly with his fingertips and said helplessly, "Is this the only reason you're hesitant about this?"
Yin Xing wanted to nod, but was stopped by Xuan Yizhen's fingertips pinching his chin. He replied with embarrassment, "I only have a salary of two hundred taels a month. I was originally planning to save it to go out with Yizhen, but the Que Tower was too expensive."
After she finished speaking, Xuan Yizheng was really confused, so he didn't say anything. He just wiped her cheek and then withdrew his hand.
Yin Xing felt even more anxious when he saw Xuan Yizhen remained silent. He comforted her, "I'll resolve this as soon as possible. Don't worry, Yizhen."
"Really? Then tell me how to repay the one thousand taels?"
“…”
This question left Yin Xing at a loss for words. He blinked at Xuan Yizhen's calm and composed expression, almost thinking she was just watching the fun. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I'll try to get my salary in advance from the Treasury."
Xuan Yizhen lowered her slender neck to drink tea and asked slowly, "Do you think the Dali Temple Treasury will allow officials to withdraw five months' salary?"
Yin Xing shook his head speechlessly and said hesitantly, "Even if I withdraw a month's salary in advance, it would be good. I can borrow some more from my colleagues. I think I can get by for a while."
"So, you are not opposed to borrowing money, but you are unwilling to borrow money from me. Why?" Xuan Yizheng said slowly, with doubts in the quiet eyes on his jade-white face. He couldn't understand Yin Xing's thoughts and asked directly.
"Because I already rely on Yizhen for my food, clothing and other expenses, it would be inappropriate if I had to ask Yizhen for help even when I was in debt." Yin Xing responded frankly.
After that, there was no more talk in the waterside pavilion. Xuan Yizhen frowned, lost in thought, his eyes gradually darkening as he muttered stubbornly to himself, "What's wrong with this? I let you live here, so I'm responsible for everything you do. Or do you think this is not good..."
As he spoke, the darkness of the night grew darker, silently swallowing up the faint light in Xuan Yizheng's eyes, making it seem even more sinister and eerie.
Yin Xing slowly noticed Xuan Yizhen's silence, raised his hand and quickly held hers, took the scalding teacup away, and called softly, "Yizhen, Yizhen?"
Xuan Yizhen lowered his eyes to look at Yin Xing in front of him, his gaze fixed on her concerned expression. He hooked his cold fingertips around her warm hand, tightening it inch by inch, and asked as if nothing had happened, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just thought Yizhen was unhappy, so I was a little worried." Yin Xing approached Xuan Yizhen cautiously, trying to observe her expression as best as possible. He guided her hand to the side of her face and gently stroked it, saying slowly, "I never felt that Yizhen treated me badly. On the contrary, I felt that Yizhen treated me too well, so I wanted to do something within my ability to repay Yizhen."
"But you'd rather look for someone else than me. This kind of reward isn't good at all." Xuan Yizhen cupped Yin Xing's cheek with his fingertips, lowered his head slightly, and gently rested his cold forehead against hers, trying to draw warmth. He lowered his eyes to hide the ferocious shadows beneath them and murmured softly, "Xing'er, why do you always keep me guessing?"
The two of them were so close, Yin Xing sniffed the rich, cool fragrance, and felt Xuan Yizhen's whispers fall on his earlobe, penetrate into his heart, and tickle his heart and lungs. He stammered in response, "Maybe I'm too stupid and always do bad things, so Yizhen doesn't understand."
"Is that so? But you always attract all my attention, it's strange." Xuan Yizheng leaned against Yin Xing's warm cheek, hearing her heartbeat in his ears. His slender arms slowly wrapped around her side, trying to eavesdrop on all her movements, so that he could feel at ease.
"In fact, Yizhen always attracts all my attention at once, and my heart beats very fast every time I am with Yizhen." It was the first time that Yin Xing heard Xuan Yizhen mention her feelings and opinions about him, and she responded with joy and shyness in her heart.
Xuan Yizhen chuckled softly and replied, "Yes, I heard it. It was indeed very noisy."
Hearing the voice, Yin Xing's cheeks became even hotter with embarrassment. She wanted to move away, but she found that Xuan Yizheng had embraced her in his arms without her knowing when. Their posture was too intimate, even ambiguous.
This is not the closeness of friends at all, it's just like Yin Xing accidentally caught a glimpse of a young couple sneaking around in the corner of the school!
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