[R18] Dali Temple.Qing (Shuangjie solves the case 1v1) – “Dali Temple. Qing (Shuangjie solves the case 1v1)” Chapter 15 Thunderstorm [English]

Lin Wanqing found out about Su Moyi’s intention to participate in the spring hunt two days later.

She got up early and wanted to ask Su Moyi to explain what she found in Pingkangfang.When I walked outside He’s study, I was told that Mr. Su had left on horseback long ago and would not be back until tomorrow.

She is a little disappointed.

She had checked all the men in Pingkangfang who had contact with the victim one by one. Either they did not have the conditions to commit the crime, or they did not meet the characteristics of the murderer.

The case once again hit a dead end, and she couldn’t even find anyone to discuss it with.

Lin Wanqing stared at Mr. Su’s closed door resentfully and sighed.

When she turned around, she paused suddenly, feeling that the Dali Temple today seemed a little unusual.

Normally, if she wanted to stand here, she would have to go through two rounds of investigations and Mr. Su’s approval.Looking around now, Lin Wanqing found that there was not a single guard in Su Moyi’s yard.

There are no tigers in the mountains, but monkeys are kings.

Does the absence of Su Moyi in this Dali Temple mean that the guards and servants who are usually squeezed by he will relax a little and be lazy or something?

With this in mind, Lin Wanqing pretended to take a walk and circled around the Dali Temple. Until he was sure that his inference was correct, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

It seems that she can go to the file room tonight.

night.

There were no stars or moon, and the sky was heavy, as if it was about to rain heavily.

In late spring and early summer, this is the common weather in Shengjing.

Lin Wanqing was arranging her shorts, which she had not worn for a long time, while looking at the upcoming heavy rain, even with a bit of anticipation.

Night patrol is hard work. If there is such a heavy rain, the government officials will most likely not be able to perform their duties.

What’s more, Su Moyi is not here tonight.

The candlelight in the room flickered more intensely, and the plain white bed curtain was blown by the wind.

The lights went out with a “poof”, and the first thunder sounded in the sky.

The rain suddenly fell and the wind began to whistle. The lanterns hanging under the eaves illuminated the falling rain like a dance of ghosts.

Lin Wanqing randomly found a hair tie to tie up her long hair, locked the door and left.

The patrolmen gathered under one roof to drink and take shelter from the rain. Lin Wanqing walked along the corner where the lights could not reach, and soon came to the file room with the door closed.

The clothes were soaked by the rain and dripping into the water.She took out two iron wires and inserted them into the keyhole.

“Click!” The lock opened.

Lin Wanqing was still feeling uneasy after doing something bad.She threw the things in her hands into the bushes aside, covered them carefully, then opened the door and walked in.

It was dark everywhere except for the faint light of the lantern that was blown by the wind.The rain outside the house became heavier and heavier, obscuring all sounds.

She groped for a candle and a flint, and with a click, the fire ignited.

This is the archives room of Dali Temple, where the Xiao family’s injustice case from twelve years ago is hidden.

At this moment, she wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.

She felt the wind leaking in through the cracks in the window, making her nose sore.But she understands that now is not the time to get emotional.

Lin Wanqing wiped her wet face with her hands, smoothed away the messy hair on her temples, and began to flick the lamp among the bookshelves.

Perhaps because he was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to let go, Uncle Lin had always been very secretive about his parents’ affairs and refused to talk much.

Therefore, up to now, Lin Wanqing’s understanding of the Xiao family case was only in the thirty-seventh year of Tianqi, when Zhonglang killed the entire Xiao Jingyan family.

But according to Su Moyi’s sorting habit and looking up the timeline, it shouldn’t be difficult to find.

Apocalypse thirty-five, apocalypse thirty-six, apocalypse thirty-seven…

Amidst the noise of the rain, Lin Wanqing’s hand flashed with light. On the upper right side of a row of wooden frames, she saw the name of Xiao, the general of the palace.

She felt a chill in her heart, and immediately put down the candlestick in her hand, and tiptoed to get the case file.

Suddenly a burst of thunder sounded, the wind roared fiercely, and with a bang, all the lights went out.

Several lanterns that were already fluttering outside the house were also knocked to the ground. After rolling out a few times, the entire file room went dark.

Lin Wanqing was stunned and leaned over to light the fire again.However, in the distance, amid the sound of rain, she heard an almost inaudible sound of a lock falling.

“Crack!”

Like a hand, suddenly suffocating her breathing.

She immediately stopped looking for candles, touched the rows of bookshelves in the darkness, and steadied herself against the wall.Lin Wanqing held her breath as her heartbeat mixed with the heavy rain, one after another.

Surprisingly, the man didn’t light the lamp.

It would be really strange for people from Dali Temple to lock the door but not light the lamp, whether they are patrolling or reading documents.

The visitor did nothing. After entering, he locked the door and made no sound.

Lin Wanqing’s doubts became even more serious, so she tried to take a few steps towards the door.

Thunder was mixed with torrential rain.In such an environment, she heard the man’s heavy breathing, unbearable mixed with pain, but he was enduring it.

There is a faint familiar scent approaching, and the closer you get, the clearer the scent becomes.

There was a crash of thunder, a ray of light exploded from the sky, and the scene in the file room became clear instantly.

With the help of the light, Lin Wanqing finally saw clearly the uninvited guest in front of her.

He sat with his back against the bookshelf, his palms on his bent legs turned into fists, and veins popped out.

The soaked robe clings tightly to the body, the messy sideburns are stuck to the flushed cheeks, the lower jaw is slightly raised, and as the Adam’s apple slides up and down, there is a heavy breath between the slightly parted thin lips.

Like a dehydrated fish.

“Su…Master Su?” Lin Wanqing couldn’t believe it.

Seeing Su Moyi in such a mess, her heart froze, and then she started to jump again.It was as if a stream formed by heavy rain was blocked by boulders, causing even larger splashes.

She probed Su Moyi’s forehead, the temperature was cold, but his cheeks were blushing, his body was filled with heat, and his soaked robe was almost covered with mist.

“Mr. Su?” She reached out to check his pulse again. It didn’t look like he was poisoned.

Lin Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Between her breaths, a sweet, cold and gorgeous smell rushed into her nose, with no way to escape, making her feel dizzy for a moment.

Peach Blossom Drunk.

Su Moyi was drugged.

In the darkness, Lin Wanqing’s heartbeat stopped.

She learned about it when she studied some frontier anecdotes in her early years.Peach Blossom Drunkenness is a kind of poison in Yao border fortress. It is both medicine and poison.

The mystery of it is that it can be used both as an aphrodisiac and as a manipulator.If after taking the medicine, one does not have sex with anyone within three hours, once the effect wears off, the medicine will become a poison that makes people indulge in lust and cause promiscuity to harm the body…

It seems that the person who administered the medicine has the mentality that if he doesn’t get it, he will be destroyed.

Judging from Su Moyi’s current condition, most of the potency of the medicine should have been used up, and there is not much time left.

Thunder sounded again in her ears, Lin Wanqing’s heart palpitated, and she closed her eyelashes slightly in fear.

what to do?

What should she do?

Out of the corner of his eye, he landed on the case file that he hadn’t touched just now. It was lying quietly on the bookshelf, within ten steps and within arm’s reach.

Lin Wanqing knew that she could just take the file and leave.Spend another lifetime dormant, looking for the next opportunity.

But what about Su Moyi?

After this opportunity, he may not have another chance.

He will be mired in scandal and unable to control himself.

From then on, in the officialdom of the Southern Dynasties, there would be one less dog official who was strict and unkind in enforcing the law, and one more playboy who was addicted to women and drunken dreams.

For some reason, that day in Pingkangfang, the scene of Su Moyi reciting “The Record of Cleansing Wrongs” aloud after being drunk came to mind again.

he speaks loudly and sounds like a bell.His eyes contain the sun and moon, and his eyes reveal the light of stars.

In such a sea of ​​sensuality, Lin Wanqing stood quietly, silently listening to he memorize everything.

She even felt dazed for a moment. What if Su Moyi was the presiding judge of the Xiao family’s case back then?

Will the ending be different?

A fleeting thought, she was frightened by herself.Then the indescribable emotion turned into helplessness and self-deprecation.

Time seemed to be washed away by the heavy rain outside, and Lin Wanqing fell into an unprecedented battle between heaven and man.

The person in front of me is still patiently enduring, and then sighs lowly, like the rushing river that will eventually return to silence, leaving an empty shadow swallowed by the heavy rain behind him.

“Stay away from me…”

Su Moyi murmured intermittently, which made Lin Wanqing sober up.

Be it the Wang Hu case or the rape and murder case.Su Moyi is the only one who believes in her.

Today’s incident can be regarded as her reciprocating love and repaying his kindness.

Her thoughts suddenly became clear. Lin Wanqing leaned down and quietly held Su Moyi’s face in the darkness and the sound of rain.

She slowed down her breathing and leaned towards the person in front of her who was almost unable to hold on anymore.

Lin Wanqing felt suffocated for a moment.

A faint masculine scent came over, the fragrance of pine wood, green grass, peach blossoms, wine… everything was just right. Lin Wanqing felt that she was probably drunk, otherwise how could she have a ridiculous desire for the smell of he.

Her ears and temples were rubbing together, and her warm, soft and moist breath was slightly disturbed. She broke out into a slight sweat in just a moment, and her hair was wet and sticky, making her feel itchy.

“Who…are you?” he asked, the hot air brushing his ears with a sultry sweetness.

She kissed him and blocked the question that she couldn’t answer.

In the darkness, the soft and moist lips touched each other, like a rainy cloud, passing far away through her territory, leaving behind moist, warm and ambiguous traces.

Su Moyi was at a loss for a moment and instinctively pushed.But when the scent on his lips spread silently, he was startled, as if he had found something familiar that made him feel at ease. He changed from resistance to request in just one breath.

He bit her hard.

bite.

The teeth are on the lips, grinding the two soft petals over and over, and sucking lightly.He is like a hungry wolf that has found the smell of blood and captured her breath. He is so sharp that he can hit her with one blow.

A light tap on the tongue silently opens her teeth and drives straight in.

The dexterous tongue curiously explores all the secrets, wandering between her lips and teeth.

Lin Wanqing forgot everything for a moment. The sound of rain in his ears was mixed with his hot and humid breath and his cold breath. He froze there at a loss.It was as if he had turned into a rain flower outside the window, falling into the stream and causing water splashes and ripples, causing waves of trembling.

In the darkness, she heard each other’s heartbeats, pounding in their ears, rippling away with the dull thunderstorm, expanding silently, becoming the only sound that existed in this silent world.

Lin Wanqing was suffocated by he’s kiss, and while struggling slightly, she felt a hot palm reach out, pull her slender fingers into the palm of her hand, and rub her carefully, over and over again.

Only then did she realize that his palms were smooth and delicate, his fingertips were slightly cold, and there were some thin calluses where he wrote.Every time she brushed the palm of her hand, it was like gently rubbing with sandpaper, causing a slight itch.

His fingertips ran along the soaked sleeves to his waist.He raised his finger and heard the sound of clothes sliding down, a muffled sound.

He’s cold fingers came in and landed on her back, tingling slightly like the rain licking the delicate flowers outside the window.

The itchy feeling is clear and fuzzy, rising from the waist and rushing into the brain.

Reason is gone, leaving only fiery sinking.

When the clothes fell off one by one, only the original body was left, with limbs intertwined and breathing.

He’s soft tongue had tasted the sweetness of her lips, and passed over Lin Wanqing’s wet temples, coming to the undulating and pulsating side of her neck.

“You are…”

They were still murmuring incomprehensibly, and the person in front of them seemed to be holding on to the last line of defense, remaining calm even in such a frenzied atmosphere.

Lin Wanqing stood up quietly and sat astride he.

Su Moyi was startled. Amidst the sound of rain and lightning, he could only see the woman’s undulating curves and hear her slightly unbearable breathing.

When he’s hot and hard touch her moist and soft, the last tight string.

Broken.