[R18] Dali Temple.Qing (Shuangjie solves the case 1v1) – “Dali Temple. Qing (Shuangjie solves the case 1v1)” Chapter 49 Dispute [English]

“Let’s not talk about whether it is appropriate for you to do this because there are so many people on the street, and all the inferences you just made are actually based on an assumption.”

“What?” Lin Wanqing asked.

Su Moyi narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at Hu Ji’s leaving figure, and asked: “How are you sure that she is really a weak woman with no power to restrain a chicken?”

Lin Wanqing was stunned, whispered, and asked, “Isn’t she?”

Su Moyi did not answer immediately, but looked at Lin Wanqing steadily, her eyes were rational and her voice was steady, “I don’t know, but I won’t let myself be easily fooled by sympathy. What you did today may have saved a good person, or it may have let a criminal go.”

Suddenly, Lin Wanqing felt that his chest was suddenly pressed against a boulder by his words, and she was so depressed that she could not speak.

She laughed softly and said: “So… Sir, will you die and not save him? If you kill a good person by mistake just for that possibility, will you feel that you have done the right thing?”

Su Moyi thought for a moment and said helplessly: “I will weigh the cost of wrongful killing and letting go. I will choose the lesser of the two evils.”

Lin Wanqing lowered her head and swallowed hard, trying to swallow the sourness in her heart.

The moonlight was cold and splashed down, coating the people in front of them with a layer of white light, making them look strange and alienated.

She almost forgot that the person in front of her was not “Zhou Yipu” who played the harp and harp in harmony with her in front of flowers and under the moon, but the nephew of Emperor Yonghui, a minister of the third rank of Dali Temple.

He and we were originally from two different worlds, but it was just some accidental intersections that brought her closer.

But after all, Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water cannot be taken seriously.

He set a fire, but he didn’t know that she was also in the grass.

On the way back, the gentle sound of the wind was accompanied by the bright moon and the clear breeze. The two of them had their own thoughts.

Of course Su Moyi knew why he had made her unhappy, but in the end it was not a big deal. Besides, if she wanted to go to jail, these were all things she had to go through.

Therefore, he does not mean to be subdued or comforted.

The two entered the house one after the other.

It was late and all the servants were asleep.Lin Wanqing felt that there was no need to disturb them anymore, so he turned sideways and lit the candle.

Su Moyi put away the bag of books in her hand. When she took off her outer robe, she folded back the he and secretly bought the silk flower and pinched it in her palm.

Lin Wanqing took off the hosta from her head and turned to go to the bed.

Su Moyi followed, the silk flower in her hand was held tightly by he, and her palms were sweating.

Beside the carved mahogany bed, he saw Lin Wanqing packing quilts and pillows.

Su Moyi took her busy hand and asked puzzledly: “What are you doing?”

Lin Wanqing did not raise his head, as if he was deliberately avoiding his gaze.

She just broke free from He’s restraints and continued to make the bed, “It was the fault of Beizi just now. I shouldn’t have contradicted the adults. It’s all my fault that I have been sleeping with the adults these days, and I have forgotten my identity. I’ll make the bed on the floor now.”

Su Moyi was completely stunned by her sudden temper.he stood and stared for a long time, then frowned and asked, “What do you mean?”

“The meaning of humble position is the literal meaning.” Lin Wanqing buried her head and spoke calmly.

However, Su Moyi could hear the overwhelming grievance.

But, what does she have to feel wronged about?

Could it be that what he just said was wrong?!

The hand holding the silk flower tightened, and the hairpin at the end hurt.

He used his other hand to pull the person over.

Lin Wanqing groaned, and Su Moyi let go in surprise, only to see a red mark on her wrist.

This was good, she seemed to be even more angry, and threw the soft pillow in her hand at Su Moyi.

Mr. Su was hit so hard that he was stunned.

He is a martial arts practitioner, and he was anxious just now and lost control of his strength when arresting someone, thus injuring She.

But he didn’t mean it, but when Lin Wanqing hit him with the pillow, it actually hit his chest.

Although it is not very lethal, the act of “murdering her husband” is really deplorable.

Su Moyi suddenly lost her temper. With a sullen face, she snatched the things from her hand and threw them all back on the couch.

“I don’t want to argue with you. You need to calm down first.”

Then, Mr. Su hugged his pillow and quilt, pushed open the door of the dormitory, took a long step, and left without looking back.

On the other side of the backyard, Ye Qing, who had just finished taking a bath, came out of the clean room. Before he could fasten the belt of his nightgown, he saw a man in a white robe sitting in his room.

He was so frightened that he thought he had encountered a flower picker, so he quickly covered himself up.

“Sir?” Ye Qing was startled, wondering what the meaning of Su’s uninvited presence at this late night was.

Su Moyi still showed no emotion or anger, and hummed softly, indicating that he had heard it.

Ye Qingxing walked over and asked in confusion: “What are you doing here in the middle of the night?”

Su Moyi dusted off his sleeves and said without changing his expression: “Stay here for the night.”

“…” Ye Qing was stunned.

“What?” Mr. Su said with a sullen face, “Do you have any objections?”

Ye Qing really wanted to follow his heart and tell him that he did have opinions, very serious opinions.However, due to Mr. Su’s perennial power, he could only respond weakly, “No objection.”

He looked at Su Moyi confused and saw the angry look on his eyebrows. After thinking about it, he seemed to understand something and plucked up the courage to ask, “Did your lord have a quarrel with Lin Lushi?”

Mr. Su’s face darkened when he didn’t open any pot.

“It’s nothing.” Although his tone was calm, it was obviously forced.

“Oh…” Ye Qing nodded, not believing it, and whispered to himself: “Women are very irritating. When I was a child, I was often bullied by my two sisters…”

Halfway through his words, he saw Su Moyi glare at him, but did not stop him.

So Ye Qing emboldened himself and continued: “But she’s also very easy to coax. Just buy some of the things she likes to eat and play with, and she’ll be fine in no time.”

“Ha!” The silence in the room was broken by a loud bang.

Master Su suddenly changed into a different person. He stood up quickly, with his hands behind his back, and walked slowly in front of Ye Qing.

“I am a dignified minister of the third rank of Dali Temple! I am an important minister of two dynasties and a minister of six departments. Who would not give me three points of favor! Where is she? She is just a minor recorder of the ninth rank. Can’t I even talk about it?”

He spoke very immersedly, but he was afraid that the walls had ears, so the anger in his heart was suppressed into a breathy sound. Naturally, the sound of the fire was suffocating and weird.

Ye Qing didn’t know what to say for a moment, but he recovered after a while and walked over cautiously, wanting to comfort him. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a clang on the table. Mr. Su was so angry that he could only smash the table.

“This is really unreasonable!”

If he remembers correctly, this is the first time he has seen him get so angry since he followed Su Moyi.

Because Mr. Su’s temper has always been reserved, and his joy and anger are invisible.

Most people, before they had time to anger him, were already subdued by him, or were directly pushed to the execution ground.

Mr. Su has never experienced such an experience of being so angry.

“Actually, Lin Lushi…” Ye Qing just started to speak, but was stopped by Su Moyi angrily.

“Don’t mention her name!!!”

He swallowed in fear and tried at a loss: “Then…what do you want to do, sir?”

“What should I do?!” Su Moyi slammed the table and the tea cups clattered, “Of course I have to punish her!”

Ye Qing’s legs went weak when he heard this. Those who made Mr. Su a little angry before now have grass on their graves that is about three feet high.

Now that the reckless Lin Lu was so angry with him, Ye Qing was very afraid that Mr. Su’s heart would shudder, so he sent her whole family away neatly.

He was about to plead for mercy when he heard Su Moyi say in a calm voice: “I want to deduct all her salary! Let her go to the archives room to copy the case files!”

Ye Qing: “…”

This punishment is really severe, he was trembling for Lin Lushi.

“Sir…” Ye Qing called him softly, moved a little closer, and raised his hand to pour him a cup of tea.

He knew more or less about Lin Wanqing and Su Moyi.

Although she misunderstood that they were in a relationship at the beginning, as Lin Wanqing’s identity was later exposed, Su Moyi still took care of her. No matter how slow Ye Qing was, he could still see some twists and turns.

Because he remembered that last spring, when the warden was in heat, he also continued to be irritable for a while.

So he tried to comfort Su Moyi and said, “It’s okay, just talk.”

“Haha…” Su Moyi sneered, “I am the high-ranking minister of Dali Temple, how can I bow my head and admit my mistake for her?”

Ye Qing: “This is either to bow your head and admit your mistake, or to coax him into submission, and then this matter will be over.”

I don’t need to talk to you all night long because I’m frightened by you…

“Joke!” Su Moyi didn’t care, “I have never been soft to anyone. Even the emperor’s uncle and the emperor’s grandmother, as long as they do something wrong, I will treat them the same.”

“Oh…” Ye Qing felt helpless and nodded: “Okay then, it all depends on your own wishes.”

After saying that, he kicked off his boots and turned around to climb onto the bed.

“What are you doing?” Su Moyi grabbed the hem and asked in confusion.

“Me?” Ye Qing was also puzzled. He looked at Su Mo and recalled, “My subordinate is sleeping. It’s almost too late.”

“I said what were you doing in bed?” Su Moyi asked, pointing to the bed behind him with his chin.

Ye Qing saw that the pillows and quilts on top were not his.

“Where’s my pillow?” he wondered, leaning over to look under the bed, but Su Moyi grabbed him by the collar and pulled it up.

“Over there.” He pointed to the couch outside expressionlessly.

“…” Ye Qing felt that he was not feeling well.

It turns out that when Mr. Su comes over tonight, in addition to losing his temper, he also plans to occupy the magpie’s nest…

“Sir…” Ye Qing was very embarrassed and said pitifully: “You see the bed is so big. You and Lin Lushi can sleep on the same bed. Can we…”

“No.”

Calm, straightforward, decisive, and leaving no room for anything, Su Moyi took off her outer robe, put it on the shelf, and left only one sentence before going to the clean room.

“Have you forgotten? I have mysophobia and don’t like others getting too close to me.”

Ye Qing: “…”

Then you and Lin Lushi have been sleeping in the same bed for so long, isn’t she a human being?

Another two places in one night, both of them couldn’t sleep.

The next day, when Ye Qing woke up, Su Moyi was nowhere to be found.

He looked at the empty bed and the neatly arranged pillows and quilts on it, and sighed deeply.

It seems that Master Su is planning to let him sleep on the couch tonight.

On the other side, Su Moyi had already returned to Zhang Mansion from a stroll in the morning market.

The gray in the morning has not faded yet, and two dark red melon-shaped lanterns are swaying in the wind, casting two light and shadows faintly, like a pair of sneer eyes, blinking at Su Moyi who has been standing in front of the bedroom for almost half an hour.

He did get up very early today. Firstly, he was afraid that the servants of the Zhang family would see him and cause trouble; secondly…

He looked at the box of lychee soup in his hand and felt that his brain was really confused by Lin Wanqing’s pillow last night?

The sweet smell came up from the cracks in the bamboo food box and gradually spread out.

Standing here all the time is not an option…

Su Moyi secretly comforted herself. When she went out to do things, personal matters were minor. If the emperor’s case was delayed due to personal grudges, it would be a fatal matter.

Besides, buying breakfast is not an admission of mistake, it’s just that he is generous and doesn’t want to argue with a little girl.

So he closed his eyes and took a breath, raised his legs and was about to push the door in.

“My lord?”

A confused call came from behind, and Su Moyi’s leg that was about to lift suddenly seemed to have grown roots and could no longer move.

Ye Qingxing came over, looked at Su Moyi, then turned around and looked at the dormitory where the lights were not yet turned on, and said with a look of understanding: “My lord is here…”

“I’m here to find you.”

Su Moyi took over the conversation, brought Ye Qing to him, and spoke seriously.

“Looking for…looking for me?”

Ye Qing felt unbelievable, and for a moment he forgot that the two of them were still standing in front of Lin Wanqing’s house, “Sir, what do you want from me?”

“Hmm…” Su Moyi was stunned by the question, her hands shook, and the lychee soup in the food box made a crisp sound.

“This is…” Ye Qing was attracted by the sound and looked over curiously.

“This is for you.”

Su Moyi handed the lychee soup that she had just bought to Ye Qing.

“For me?” Ye Qing couldn’t believe it. Su Moyi actually bought him breakfast?!

“Hmm, um…” Su Moyi nodded, “This is to thank you for taking me in last night…”

The sudden happiness made Ye Qing feel confused and unreal. It was not until he took the box of lychee soup that the heavy weight in his hand reminded him that this was not a dream.

“In that case, let’s have breakfast together!”

Su Moyi was stunned, but she was already riding a tiger and couldn’t get off. She said bravely, “…Okay…”

As soon as he tightened his sleeves, he was dragged by Ye Qing and walked towards his yard.

Looking back at the room under the shadow of the lamp, Su Moyi vowed not to take Lin Wanqing out to handle a case next time.

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Naturally, my wife cannot be beaten or scolded, and I cannot even bear to let her sleep on the floor.