[R18] Dali Temple.Qing (Shuangjie solves the case 1v1) – “Dali Temple. Qing (Shuangjie solves the case 1v1)” Chapter 69: Think twice [English]

“If it hurts, just tell me.”

Under two or three oil lamps, Lai Luo held Lin Wanqing’s wrist and carefully applied medicine on it.

While protecting the “marriage certificate” that day, Lin Wanqing’s hand was splashed by hot oil and open flame.The wound was red, swollen, and blistered, almost like a burn.Fortunately, the range is not large, only a piece as wide as three fingers.

Lai Luo found a piece of gauze, dipped it in the concoction and applied it gently.

“Hiss—” Lin Wanqing frowned and snorted, but quickly stopped it. A shallow blood mark was bitten on her pale lower lip.

The force on his hand was a little lighter, and Lai Luo also frowned and said distressedly: “If you feel pain, girl, don’t look at it.”

Lin Wanqing smiled and said to himself, “You have to see the wound clearly. Only when you see it clearly can you know what medicine to apply.”

Lai Luo was speechless for a moment.

The small space was filled with a strong smell of medicine, which made people’s throats feel bitter and their eyes sore.Under the firelight, two figures sat opposite each other, their longing reflected on the wall.

Lai Luo looked at the rolled piece of flesh and said angrily: “Young girl is so stupid. It’s not worth hurting yourself for a piece of broken paper.”

Lin Wanqing’s expression moved slightly, and she wanted to say something, but in the end she held it back.

From now on, the only contact between her and Su Moyi will be this piece of paper.

Therefore, she greedily wanted to leave a thought. After all, she was someone she truly loved.

Seeing that she didn’t speak and her face didn’t look very good, Lai Luo stopped complaining just now and concentrated on applying the medicine.

The door of the small room was pushed open, and Liang Weiping walked in from the outside and handed a bowl of medicine in his hand to Lin Wanqing.

“It’s just fried, let it dry before drinking.”

“Well, thank you Brother Liang.” Lin Wanqing agreed, and Lai Luo took the medicine.

Liang Weiping looked at the two of them with a somewhat speechless look. After several attempts to speak, he finally asked, “Are you really talking to Mr. Su…”

“Well,” Lin Wanqing nodded and said calmly: “Brother Liang, don’t ask.”

Liang Weiping opened his mouth and saw that Lin Wanqing looked lost. He couldn’t ask any more questions, so he sighed, got up, took two braziers and put them at her feet.

“What do you plan to do in the future?”

Lin Wanqing didn’t say anything, but Lai Luo took up the conversation and said, “Of course I’m leaving Shengjing. What’s so good about it? It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter, and the people are annoying.”

“Hey…” Liang Weiping continued to sigh, “It’s better to wait for the injury on the hand to heal, and at least wait for the coldest months to pass, right? There is heavy snow every day, so it’s not easy to travel.”

“Yeah,” Lin Wanqing nodded, still looking distracted.

“Then I’ll make the girl’s bed.” Lai Luo said, then turned and walked towards Liang Weiping’s dormitory.

Liang Weiping was startled and quickly blocked Lai Luo, “I said I would take her in, but I didn’t say I would take you in! Besides…”

He glanced at the hard couch outside, and said reluctantly: “I’m kind enough to take you in, but you can’t…”

“Crack!”

A crisp sound interrupted Liang Weiping’s questioning. I wonder if it was an illusion. He saw Lai Luo smashing the door frame of the dormitory with his bare hands, his blue eyes filled with murderous intent.

“Jiu…reject my kindness…” The topic changed, and he immediately changed his words with a trembling voice.

Lai Luo smiled at he and said, “Thank you, Mr. Liang.”

Lin Wanqing didn’t see this scene.

She took a sip of the medicine in her hand. It was bitter from the base of her tongue to her chest, so painful that it made people numb.Suddenly he remembered that a long time ago, Su Moyi was stabbed by a murderer in order to save her.

She made a dark concoction for him, but he refused to drink it, so she drank it by grabbing his nose.

People are so strange. When they are immersed in bitterness, they are all sweet when they are recalled, so sweet that it makes people’s nose and eyes sore.

She took a deep breath and drank the medicine in her hand.

Lai Luo, who was inside, found something belonging to Liang Weiping and was clamoring to see it.Liang Weiping refused to give in. He lay on the bed and dug at the edge of the bed. He was kicked off by Lai Luo and lay on the ground wailing.

“My bed is prepared for my brother Lin Xian, you only deserve to sleep on the floor!”

“You can do something as dirty as hiding erotic pictures under the pillow. Of course I want to sleep with the girl. Who knows if you have any evil intentions?”

“I…I, I’m a normal man. I don’t seduce wives or go whoring. What’s wrong with looking at two erotic pictures?! Give it back to me!”

“Crack!”

“Well… forget it, you can keep it…”

Lin Wanqing sat quietly holding the empty bowl, and couldn’t help laughing when she saw the scene in front of her.

The crescent moon on the window lattice seems to be embedded in it.

It finally stopped snowing, and the moonlight was bright, reflecting on the window lattice, making the shadow of her sitting alone grow long.

“Hey…” Lin Wanqing sighed.

Su Moyi didn’t know what she was doing.He has always been distant from others, so he has no close friends who can relieve his worries.

But she no longer cares about he.

Lin Wanqing flicked the wick in front of her with a lonely expression.

The candle wick crackled, and the fire gradually grew brighter, reflecting a hand with distinct joints and a handsome face with sharp edges and corners carved with a knife.

Su Moyi put down the case file in her hand, closed her eyes and rubbed her brows.

I have been really busy with work these days, and he has only slept for two hours for several days in a row.

Emperor Yonghui planned to recruit his clan members to Beijing on New Year’s Eve and ambush King Liang.Therefore, he needs to check the Liang Wang party in the court in advance to ensure that the plan is foolproof.

Today is the Xiu Mu of Emperor Yonghui.Su Moyi went back to Dali Temple and reviewed the Xiao family’s case from beginning to end.

Over the years since he entered Dali Temple, this has been a thorn in his heart.This case file was shelved on a shelf, and he did not touch or read it.

If it weren’t for Lin Wanqing, he probably would never have opened it and experienced his childhood fears again.

His father and mother-in-law passed away one after another, both of which were sudden changes that caught him off guard again and again.

He is an extremely insecure person, so he lives like a piece of ice, hiding in strict laws. He is not approachable, unsympathetic, selfless, and does things according to the rules. If he does not surrender himself, he will not be abandoned.

He couldn’t stand Lin Wanqing’s indifference, let alone her. After her identity was exposed twice, her first reaction was to leave him.

In front of her, he seemed to be the child holding his mother’s cold hand and refusing to let go.

“Pfft——”

The night wind blew open a half-closed window and extinguished a candle.

The room suddenly became dark, with only the cold moonlight remaining, quietly splashing all over the floor.There were a few bamboo trees in the yard, which rustled in the cold wind, making people uneasy.

Unable to watch the case any longer, Su Moyi put down the things in her hands and stood up to close the window.

In the yard, the warden stuck his head on a gap in the railing and stared intently at the yard where Lin Wanqing used to live.The lonely shadow was drawn into a dark mist by the moonlight. The jailer stood quietly in the cold wind, as if he didn’t feel the cold.

Su Mo Yi suddenly felt sour in his heart and changed the sentence in a hoarse voice.

However, the warden could only move his ears feebly and did not even turn his head.

Su Moyi had no other choice, so she wrapped herself in a velvet cloak, took a thick velvet blanket, and walked to the prisoner.

“Isn’t it cold?” he asked, throwing the blanket on the prisoner.

The warden was unmoved. He turned his head and rolled his eyes to look at “he”. He whimpered twice in his throat and stuck his head on the wooden railing again.

Su Moyi had no choice but to squat down and wrap a blanket around he. Then she glanced at the untouched bowl and compromised, “Do you want to go for a walk?”

The warden finally became a little angry, stood up and swung his tail.

It was still obsessed with Lin Wanqing’s yard as always, dragging Su Moyi there regardless.

Unconsciously, a man and a dog stopped outside the low wall again.

The plum blossoms in the courtyard bloomed one after another, with a faint fragrance, and the fallen flowers were spread all over the ground, but there was no sign of ruin.

But no one lights the lamp in the house anymore.

The surroundings were dark, with only the dry sound of the wind blowing through the branches.

The jailer sniffed the plum blossoms on the ground, walked twice in front of Xiaobai’s wooden house, and began to cry endlessly again.

Su Moyi was upset by it crying.

He untied the jailer’s chain, hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards Lin Wanqing’s house.

The door was pushed open with an old scratching sound.

The interior of the house is still as it was before, including the cushions and quilts she has used; the books and files she has read…

He walked to the bookcase and picked up a pamphlet on it – it was Lin Wanqing’s handwriting.From the year number to the name of the state capital, from the name of the case to the person who handled it, she carefully recorded it with numbers, and without exception she annotated it with a cinnabar pen.

Su Moyi’s heart trembled, as if someone had pinched the flesh of He’s heart with his fingertips.

These are all cases that he has handled since he entered Dali Temple and served as Dali Temple Master at the age of sixteen.

My chest suddenly felt a little astringent, as if a huge boulder was pressing down on me.He looked away and put the pamphlet back in his hand.

Next to the book is an empty porcelain bowl, with a little bit of soup remaining at the bottom.Su Moyi picked it up and looked at it, and smelled the smell of lychee ointment.

“Ha…” He couldn’t help laughing.

This man is quite comfortable. He has been driving in the Daming Palace for days, and he has never even had a full night’s sleep.

When she is free, she can drink soup while cataloging and evaluating the cases he has handled.It seems that I have spoiled her too much before, and the monthly salary of one and a half months is too much.

With his thoughts wandering far away, Su Moyi stood in front of the desk for half an hour, until the sound of knocking on the door behind him called him back.

“Sir?” Ye Qing was a little surprised, took out an oil lamp and lit it, and saw Su Moyi standing with a haggard look on her face, holding an empty bowl in her hand.

“Is something wrong?” Su Moyi asked.

“That’s not true.” Ye Qing scratched his head, “I just went to your place to deliver something, but I didn’t see anyone, so I came here to find you.”

“Yes,” Su Moyi responded calmly, put down the empty bowl and walked back, “What important thing are you sending?”

“No,” Ye Qing said: “The Empress Dowager asked someone to bring it. It was said that the Lord of Yue’an County handed it to her for the third time and asked her to help deliver the invitation. She really couldn’t shirk it anymore, so…”

“I want to drink lychee ointment.” Su Moyi suddenly interrupted and said in a confused manner.

“What?” Ye Qing thought he had misheard.

“What time is it now?” Su Moyi asked, looking up at the sky.

Ye Qing was confused and replied truthfully: “At three o’clock in the morning, my lord, are you going to…”

Su Mo recalled the velvet cloak on his body and walked out expressionlessly, “Prepare a carriage and accompany me to Dongshi.”

*
There was no curfew in the Southern Dynasties, so the night market was also a wonder.

It was the beginning of the nightclub in the East Market at this moment, and the vendors were setting up their shops and stalls to attract business under the rows of shop signs.

Lin Wanqing walked in front with Lai Luo and Liang Weiping, scanning the snack bars on both sides of the street.

The medicine was so bitter that it didn’t work no matter how many times she rinsed her mouth.She had no choice but to brave the cold wind and go out to buy lychee ointment.

I can’t sleep anyway, so I might as well take a walk.

The moon is high in the sky and the street lights are turning.People were looking forward to the scene in the light and shadow, pedestrians were talking and laughing, and puffs of dense white mist were exhaled, which dispelled some of the coldness of the winter night.

The three of them walked around the main street and stopped in front of the most famous snack shop in Dongshi.