Chapter 1291 There’s no need to lie about this kind of thing!
Su Yan gave the vendor a piece of silver, about one tael, and said, "Give me five more meat ones, and you don't need to give me the change for the rest."
"Thank you, Miss." The vendor took the silver and picked out five big meat buns.
Su Yan pointed at a rattan basket and said, "It's not easy to hold. Can you give it to me?"
"Sure." The vendor picked out the best rattan basket and gave it to Su Yan.
Su Yan held a basket of buns and turned back to walk towards the Dali Temple.
Seeing Song Zhuo standing at the door, he took out three oil-paper packages from the basket, "You and the other two, each have one. If you want to eat pure meat, this package contains five pieces of meat."
"Who is your husband?" Song Zhuo stared at her closely, his face still a little pale.
"My husband is you." Su Yan replied casually, and then took a bun from the oil paper bag and ate it, "It tastes good."
Song Zhuo felt like Su Yan was driving him crazy!
Holding the oil paper bag in both hands, my heart was in a mess.
She said he was her husband!
He didn't even dare to ask why she denied it just now...
No, she didn't deny it either.
She just said that she had a husband, she didn't say it was not him.
Song Zhuo asked Ziqian to deliver the buns to the yamen, and then took Su Yan into the carriage.
Su Yan took a rag and wiped the vase again and again. The orchid on the vase seemed to bloom as she wiped it, becoming more noble and elegant.
"How come it's so easy for you to change your expression?" Song Zhuo asked.
Su Yan replied: "This is an illusion."
"Illusion? Not a human skin mask or a transformation technique that changes bones and muscles?"
"No, it's just a very simple little spell, it moves as I wish." Su Yan's mind moved, and she turned into a little white mouse, "Look, I can also turn into this."
Song Zhuo looked at Su Yan in shock, "You!"
Su Yan changed back and continued to fool him, "This is all an illusion."
"How amazing!" Song Zhuo admired sincerely.
Su Yan said proudly: "No big deal."
Song Zhuo asked tentatively: "Am I... really your husband?"
Su Yan nodded, "It was true before, but I don't know if it is true now."
"Before? When was it?" Song Zhuo asked.
"The past is the past, don't you remember?" Su Yan asked back, looking at him with suspicion, "How about we just get a divorce?"
Song Zhuo hurriedly said, "No, Buli! I was assassinated in Shenjiang City and lost some of my memories. When I recovered, I had returned to the capital. I still can't remember that experience. I only vaguely remember that a girl saved me, but I can't remember what she looked like until I lost control and strangled you in the carriage..."
"Yes! I almost forgot. You almost strangled me to death. I have to remember this account so that I can collect it later." Su Yan thought to herself - [Heavenly Dao, just wait for me! ]
Song Zhuo: "...or you can pinch it back now."
"That can't be possible! That would be too easy for you." Su Yan replied truthfully.
Captain Xue led his men to stop Song Zhuo's carriage.
"Sir, the Minister of Works, Mr. Guo, has just been... wiped out!"
"What?!" Song Zhuo was shocked and looked towards Su Yan.
Su Yan looked innocent, "I'm not the murderer, why are you staring at me?"
"In the Dali Temple, after you learned that Guo Yue was Guo Xiang's brother, why did you suspect the murderer and cause trouble for Guo Yue?" Song Zhuo asked.
Su Yan replied: "I just said it casually. Brothers, maybe they have done something together? Just like my children, they usually commit crimes in groups."
"Children?!" Song Zhuo looked at Su Yan's belly again.
Su Yan replied: "I have a group of cute furry babies."
"..." Song Zhuo suddenly stopped caring, "This is a murder case, not your pet."
Su Yan curled her lips, "My babies, each one of them is my life!"
Song Zhuo said to Captain Xue, "I will go back to the mansion first and then to the Dali Temple soon."
Su Yan saw a Rugui Inn on the side of the road and said, "Then you go ahead and do your work. I'll stay here."
"No, you are mine, you need to go back to the Duke's Mansion."
"When you clean up the backyard, I'll go to your Duke's Mansion. I never share a husband with other females... ahem, women."
Song Zhuo understood what she meant, pulled her into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "I have never touched them."
Su Yan glanced at him with disbelief in her eyes, "A bunch of beautiful women, even I can't control myself."
"...There's no need to lie about this kind of thing." Song Zhuo stood up.
He got off the carriage first, and then took Su Yan to Rugui Inn.
When the shopkeeper saw Song Zhuo, he stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "I pay my respects to the Duke."
"Room No. 1, serve me well. If you dare to neglect me, you don't need to stay here anymore." Song Zhuo replied.
"Yes, yes, I understand. Don't worry, Duke." The shopkeeper replied in panic.
Su Yan said to Song Zhuo, "Okay, go and do your thing. I'm tired too, I need to rest."
"Yeah." Song Zhuo looked around the inn again before leaving with peace of mind.
After sending Song Zhuo away, the shopkeeper asked Su Yan tentatively, "Is the distinguished guest the Duke's?"
"Creditor! My surname is Su." Su Yan replied.
"Ah?" The shopkeeper was stunned.
Room No. 1 is the best room in the inn.
All expenses were of the highest quality; the bedding alone was made of brand new silk gauze, the draperies and curtains were of embroidered brocade and satin, the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and the furnishings were all top-grade, revealing the aura of a famous master.
The scrolls and vases that Su Yan brought out from the Dali Temple were placed on a golden nanmu table.
"Miss Su, if you need anything, just let me know."
"No, I'll be asleep soon, don't disturb me for now."
"Okay Miss Su."
The shopkeeper closed the door and left.
Su Yan patted the vase.
First, a wisp of elegant and pleasant orchid fragrance wafted out from the vase, and gradually condensed into the shape of a woman.
The woman fell to the ground and kowtowed to Su Yan, "Little demon Yulan, thank you so much for saving my life."
The evil spirit in the original painting was about to devour Magnolia.
It was Su Yan who left a trace of breath on the vase, which prevented the evil spirit from approaching Magnolia, so she was saved.
"Get up. I'll send you to the demon world. Don't stay in the human world anymore." Su Yan turned into a little white mouse, lying on a pillow embroidered with peony, and yawned lazily.
"Can we go to the demon realm?" Yulan was full of surprise.
"You are an orchid demon, of course you can." Su Yan smiled, "By the way, you know about the murder case at Hongfu Inn, right?"
"Yes, Xiao Yao saw everything." Yulan replied solemnly.
…
Su Yan slept soundly for two days in the inn. When she woke up, she found that someone had put her in someone's pocket.
As for the person holding her, it was Song Zhuo.
She patted his chest, "I'm awake."
"This shouldn't be an illusion." Song Zhuo took her out of his arms.
Su Yan yawned, "It's just an illusion."
"You're still lying to me!" Song Zhuo's other hand, which was holding the pen, suddenly tightened, and the pen broke with a 'crack' because of the force.
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