[R18] Dali Temple.Qing (Shuangjie solves the case 1v1) – “Dali Temple. Qing (Shuangjie solves the case 1v1)” Chapter 12 Drunk [English]

Daming Palace, Chenghuan Palace.

A full moon hangs in the night sky. At midnight, the tall palace buildings are immersed in the night, and the red walls and golden tiles are also covered with a layer of gloom.

Princess Jiading came out of Queen Chen’s bedroom, bowing her head in silence with deep thoughts.

It was quiet all around, except for the sound of an old woman holding a lamp next to her.

“Crack-”

A small stone fell squarely in front of her. She looked up and saw a black shadow flashing past.

Wei Shu was startled subconsciously, then hurried back to her dormitory and sent everyone away.

Behind the screen of hundreds of birds facing the phoenix, a dark figure slowly walked with a slow gait.

“You should look at me with admiration after three days of separation,” the voice said, “The princess is polite.”

Wei Shu saw the face of the visitor clearly and immediately became stern.The gentleness and dignity in front of others were gone, leaving only a fierce look between his eyebrows.

“What are you doing here?”

“I come to see the princess,” the man in black looked slightly moved and said with a smile, “I want to ask the princess for a favor.”

Wei Shu didn’t answer, just looked at he, her watery eyes full of defense.

The man took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and put it on the table. It made a clear crisp sound in the dark night.

“Princess has already met Prince Su, right?”

Wei Shu felt shocked and did not answer.

The man chuckled lightly, twirled the porcelain bottle in his hand on the table and said, “Isn’t the princess eager to find a backer for herself?” He paused and said in a frivolous tone, “Prince Su is a good candidate.”

Wei Shu sneered when she heard this, “Su Moyi was raised by the Queen Mother and works for the Emperor. If he doesn’t want to, how can I force him?”

The man in black seemed to have expected that she would have such an excuse, so he said without hesitation: “If he doesn’t want to, the princess won’t think of a way?”

After speaking, he shook the porcelain bottle in his hand.

“If it were for the sake of the royal family’s face, what would the emperor, queen and even the queen mother do?”

Wei Shu was startled and understood immediately.

He wanted to drug Su Moyi himself.

If the two of them were already married, no matter what considerations they were in, Su Moyi would only have to marry her.

“Don’t you, the Queen, also want to win over Prince Su? This plan will kill two birds with one stone.”

“Ha!” Wei Shu sneered, “Are you so kind? Maybe you have some other agenda and are using me as bait?”

The man in black paused and said with a smile: “Princess, you are serious.”

Wei Shu didn’t believe it, stared at him and said: “A few days ago, there was a murder case in Song Zhongshu’s house, and the murderer was killed in the prison. Now the case has been taken over by Prince Su.”

She’s tone was stagnant, and she said with a bit of ridicule: “I’m afraid this matter has something to do with your Lord.”

The man in black was stunned and stopped talking. The two of them looked at each other in silence in the dark night. The atmosphere became silent for a moment, like a deep blue lake.

In the cold moonlight, the whistling wind sounded in my ears.

The world was spinning for a moment, and Wei Shu felt a hand pinch her neck with such force that she was forced to take a few steps back.

His waist hit the antique shelf behind him, and the antique porcelain on it shattered to the ground.

“Princess?” the maid outside the door heard the movement and asked.

The man in black smiled at her, “You want her to come in and try? I can send you to the death row of Dali Temple tonight for pretending to be a princess and deceiving the emperor.”

Wei Shu’s heart sank, her face paled a bit, and then she said to the door: “It’s okay, I accidentally bumped it, just come back and clean it up tomorrow morning.”

Sure enough, there was no more sound outside the door.

Only then did Wei Shu touch her red neck, which was pinched by he, and took a breath and said, “What should I do?”

“It’s very simple,” the man in black handed the porcelain bottle in his hand to her and said, “Look for an opportunity to put this medicine into Prince Su’s tea, and then go to the designated place and wait. Someone will pick you up when the time comes.”

“Prince Su will only enter the palace when summoned by the emperor. On weekdays, only the queen mother can see him a few times. Do you want me to attack in front of the emperor and the queen mother?”

The man in black chuckled and said with certainty in his tone: “The princess forgot that in a few days, it will be the Royal Spring Hunt.”

“Su Moyi won’t go,” Wei Shu said, “he never likes these social occasions.”

A gust of wind made the window of the dormitory creak, making it look eerie and strange in the quiet moonlight.

The man in black twisted the medicine in his hand and said with a smile: “He will go, as long as we put out some bait that he can’t refuse.”

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Lin Wanqing finally understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot.

She was sure that Su Moyi would be too drunk, but she never thought that a pot of fruit wine could make him drunk and unconscious.

Wine reflects character, and I have to say that Su Moyi’s character is really good.

There is no such thing as drunkenness and drunkenness.

Because Mr. Su’s hobby is to get people to listen to and recite the “Nan Lv” and “The Record of Cleansing Wrongs”.

So, he dragged every girl to memorize from “Laws of Names” to “Laws of Breaking Prisons”, from autopsy to bone examination.

In the end, the girls couldn’t stand it anymore and all found excuses to leave.Mr. Su suddenly rushed into the lobby and told the patrons present the injury examination procedures for the twenty-nine ways to die in “The Record of Abandoning Wrongs”…

After doing such a thing to put out the fire, of course they were invited out of the brothel in the end.

However, the madam knew that the person in front of her could not afford to offend him, so she just sent the person away politely.

It was late at night, with the bright moon in the sky, and there were only a few drunkards on the street. Occasionally, someone’s baby’s cry could be heard in his ears.

Lin Wanqing carried Su Moyi, who was a head taller than her, and walked with great difficulty, gasping for breath every step of the way.

However, the person on her back had no idea. He lay limply on top of her and continued to murmur from time to time.

The hot and humid breath, mixed with the sweetness of the fruit, rubbed against her ears.He’s hot cheek rubbed her neck, his strong arms firmly held her shoulders and arms, and his chest rose and fell with waves of heat.

Lin Wanqing suddenly remembered the big thing he saw that night in the clean room.

My breathing was messed up.

As soon as she was in a trance, with a little force on her hand, the person on her back made a move to slide back, so she hurriedly used her hands to fish it out.

“Crack!”

It feels like something with moderate hardness and elasticity.

Lin Wanqing turned around and looked – she put a hand on Su Moyi’s butt impartially.

She subconsciously felt that it was hot and wanted to throw it away.But the person on the back seemed to be awake for three minutes, rubbing himself against her body and hugging her neck tighter.

Lin Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and faintly retracted his hand to help He’s arm on his shoulder, only to find an even stranger feeling rising from his back.

She lowered her head in confusion, and saw Su Moyi’s big palm placed squarely on her chest, imitating the way she touched him just now, touching her twice gently.

“…” Lin Wanqing was startled and knocked him down.

After all, Su Moyi had practiced martial arts, and she still retained the muscle memory she should have even when she was unconscious.He staggered two steps and stood firm while holding on to a small tree.

If possible, Lin Wanqing really wanted to leave him here and walk away.

But this dog officer is so annoying. If he is thrown out on the road, will his enemies kill him with a knife?

After all, she is not from Dali Temple yet, so she has to rely on Su Moyi to stay here to investigate the case.

She sniffed and sighed resignedly.

Because he was dragging a drunkard with him, Lin Wanqing walked for two quarters of an hour instead of a quarter of an hour.

When she saw the plaque of Dali Temple under the clear moonlight, she almost cried with excitement.

The person who opened the door was Ye Qing.He knew that Su Moyi and Lin Wanqing were going to investigate the case, but seeing that he hadn’t returned for a long time, he didn’t dare to rest.

Lin Wanqing was relieved and wanted to throw the person on her back to Ye Qing, but saw the other person take two steps back, as if what she wanted to give was some kind of monster.

“My lord doesn’t like strangers getting close, and he never lets others get close to him.” He looked at Lin Wanqing with a hint of indescribable loneliness and sadness in his eyes, “Please ask Lin Lushi to help your lord go back to your room to rest.”

Lin Wanqing: “…”

The dormitory in Dali Temple was clean and elegant, and Ye Qing lit Su Moyi’s favorite sandalwood.

The gauze tent is swaying lightly, and the fragrance is lingering.

Only then did Lin Wanqing realize that although Su Moyi had his own mansion, he almost never lived there.Because he spends most of his time in Dali Temple throughout the year.

In addition to being his office, this is also his long-term residence.

He’s bedroom is simple and refreshing, but it also has an indescribable weirdness.

All the furniture items are arranged neatly – books, ornaments, even the brushes on the desks are arranged in a line from left to right in order of size.

She twitched the corner of her mouth, thinking that this person might really have obsessive-compulsive disorder…

As her thoughts turned around, a brochure at hand caught her attention.

It was a book with turned corners and yellowed pages.The cover has crooked writing on it, as if written by a child.

She took it and looked at it at will.

“That’s what I wrote when I was eight years old,” Ye Qing came out of the house and said something.

Lin Wanqing turned over two pages and returned in disbelief: “Is this “Nan Lv Shu Yi”?”

Ye Qing did not deny it, only said: “The prince has been determined to join the prison since he was eight years old. He always said that the sky net is full of details, and the criminal law is not about revenge, but to let those who have made mistakes know that they are wrong.”

Lin Wanqing didn’t say anything, but lowered his head and stroked a line of small words on the page of the book – I am willing to go to jail, punish evil and promote good, make evil people subdue the law, and work with doctors to remove stubborn diseases.

Su Jingche.

It turns out that the character for “he” is “jingche” – my vision of life and the clarity of the world.

Perhaps she was moved by Xiao Jingche’s unrealistic ambition, and for the first time, Lin Wanqing slightly raised the corner of her mouth when looking at Su Moyi’s things.

“Water…” The man on the bed turned over, and a low moan escaped his throat.

Lin Wanqing looked up at Ye Qing and saw him pointing at the tea on the table, then turning around and closing the door.

“…” Lin Wanqing had no choice but to send the Buddha to heaven.

Su Moyi drank the water she handed her and lay down again.

The person on the bed slept peacefully, and the moving light passing through the gauze fell on his eyebrows, with a bit of bookish beauty in his handsomeness.

He The forehead, nose, jaw, and even the rise and fall of the lip line seem to have been calculated by heaven. Any more or less will destroy this seamless harmony.

However, that steady breathing also carries a chilling air that points the world and a sense of inviolable majesty.

She seemed to finally understand where Su Moyi’s reputation as the most handsome man in Shengjing came from, so she couldn’t help but get closer.

The candlelight flickered suddenly, and Lin Wanqing felt her hands tighten. The next moment, she was under Su Moyi…

“No way…” Lin Wanqing stared at the still shaking bed tent and jade hook with tears in her eyes, “I just feel that you are a little better, so you have to push forward…”

She struggled to push the person on top of her, but she was helpless like a mountain, unmoving.

Su Moyi turned to the side and his whole body was pressed against her.

“Ah!!! Su Moyi!!!” she shouted, “It’s too heavy!”

No response…

Lin Wanqing pushed desperately, “It hurts me when you do this!”

“Don’t move…” The drunken voice was hoarse. Su Moyi moved her body and hugged her tighter.

“You go out a little bit!” She was unwilling to give in and was still pushing him. However, when her hands tightened, he grabbed her arms.

“It feels uncomfortable when I go outside, and the pain will stop after a while…”

“You feel comfortable but I don’t feel comfortable!!”

Lin Wanqing struggled with her last strength, and the whole bed made a rattling sound that was about to fall apart.

“Ah! Su Moyi!!!”

Lin Wanqing’s screams and the noise on the bed scattered, and faintly drifted into Ye Qing’s ears outside the door.

Under the bright moon and cool breeze, he sighed melancholy.

“Hey…it’s hard to keep a good man…”

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Sir Su Feng Ping was killed x3