Chapter 560 Surprisingly, There Is a Pair of Sharp Eyes Full of Coolness

Rong Su said "hmm" and asked casually: "How did you sleep last night?"

Liu Yue nodded shyly, with a smile on her lips: "Thanks to the Seventh Young Master for taking me in. Otherwise, when I first entered Guyong Mansion, my little girl wouldn't even have a place to stay. I'm afraid she would have to live on the street and sleep in the open."

Rong Su was unconvinced. How could a person who could run from Kyoto to Dingzhou not have any expenses? Since there were expenses, how could he starve and freeze? Even if there were inns in the wilderness, let alone the city.

It's just that the other party wanted to please, and Rong Su didn't bother to delve into it. He had heard this kind of thing and said this a lot before, but he didn't take it to heart.

"It's getting late. If you're hungry, just ask downstairs." After all, he was the one he took in, so he said it casually.

Liu Yuejiao nodded, and then bowed: "My dear, please leave first."

Liu Yue knew very well that if she wanted to make Rong Su look at her differently, she couldn't appear too cheap. Being more sensible and dignified was the long-term solution.

If you don't want to stop talking to the Seventh Prince, and the other party will be bored and won't talk, you may think that you have other agendas and serious intentions. If you are well-behaved and sensible at the right time, it will make him feel better.

Knowing well how to get along with each other and being sensible, Liu Yue crossed Rong Su and went downstairs, as if she was really hungry.

Just when she reached the stairs, Liu Yue stopped again, pretending to be awake and asked: "Is the seventh master ready?"

Rong Su glanced at the door that had not yet been opened, and subconsciously shook his head.

Liu Yue took advantage of the situation and said: "The little girl will bring breakfast to the Seventh Young Master first. If it is late, I am afraid the kitchen will be busy and the cooking will not be careful."

Liu Yue's words were very flattering and irresistible. She neither seemed attentive nor indifferent. The scale was just right, no more and no less.

After Liu Yue finished speaking, she looked straight at Rong Su with a pair of watery eyes.

Rong Su hesitated for a moment, seemed to think of something, and then responded: "Yeah."

Liu Yue left with a smile. Rong Su looked at Liu Yue's back for a while, then turned back again and looked at the door that had not been opened for a long time, his thin lips pursed into a thin line.

Rong Su remembered that in the past, the little girl would always nag in his ear the same words, and would be reluctant to let him go if he didn't eat a meal. However, the little girl was obedient during the day, never talking much or procrastinating, but it happened at night. , came to reason with him, and even came back to find a bunch of things and forced him to eat them.

It was obviously an annoying move, but now that I think about it, I feel like laughing.

Rong Su shook his head, thinking that if Mr. Liu really couldn't save the child, he would immediately send a letter to Kyoto and recruit two people from Tai Hospital.

If that girl died, I would be a little reluctant to part with it. This child who sincerely takes care of daily life is really pitiful.

in the room.

After a series of silver needle pricks on the acupuncture points, within two quarters of an hour, Liu Wei's head was covered with hot sweat.

Concentrating on applying acupuncture is a very labor-intensive matter. After a long time, the energy is easily exhausted. Liu Wei has a good brain and sufficient internal strength, but he cannot withstand such a continuous process, which is exhausted and exhausted.

However, after so much effort, Liu Wei still felt that if he wanted to save the little girl, his success rate would be in jeopardy.

Frowning her brows tightly, Liu Wei now just hopes that the girl can regain some of her sanity. It doesn't take too much, just a little is enough.

Liu Wei was afraid that the little girl had no sanity and no clear consciousness. This kind of brain-dead condition was no different from that of a vegetative state.

Liu Wei was busy here, and Rong Leng was not at ease either.

Especially after Rong Leng issued the arrest warrant, people from all over the yamen came to look for him, and despite his vague assurance, Mr. Zhong was definitely not a treacherous person. It is impossible to do anything to kill people. Mr. Zhong is just a weak scholar with no strength. He is gentle and can only hold a pen. How can he dare to kill people with a knife.

Even when Rong Leng provided evidence of his crime and stated that he had fought with Zhong Ziyu and was injured by Zhong Ziyu, others still didn't believe it.

Even Sun Qi, who had always been on the same page as Rong Leng, coyly asked if he had made a mistake.

Rong Leng was too lazy to elaborate with them. As soon as the order was issued, Rong Leng personally sealed it and posted it immediately.

Guyong Mansion is such a small place, and Rong Leng is the biggest official here. Even if others have something else to say, they don't dare to speak out.

Sun Qi finally sighed and motioned for someone to post the notice.

And sure enough, when they heard that Mr. Zhong, who had a good reputation and was popular with everyone, turned out to be a murderer and attacked an official of the imperial court, the people began to whisper, and the rumors spread, but they were all to excuse Zhong Ziyu.

Some people even said that it was someone in the Yamen who disliked Mr. Zhong and deliberately framed him for murder. In fact, it was clearly a public revenge for private revenge.

The people were filled with indignation and wanted to find Mr. Zhong to come out and explain it to him. However, when they went to the Zhong Mansion to look for him, they found that there was no one inside.

Could it be that he really fled out of fear of crime?

Gradually, the rumors got worse, and the various rumors were even more outrageous.

At noon, in a farmhouse in Sancai Town, Xia County, Guyong Prefecture, a middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance entered the yard carrying a bag of golden sore medicine.

The courtyard was quiet and quiet. The middle-aged man closed the courtyard door and walked directly to the main room. After entering, he looked in the direction of the bed to make sure that the person on the bed had not left yet, so he put the medicine on the table and took it from his sleeve. Inside, he took out a notice and handed it to the couch.

The Qingjun man who closed his eyes to rest his mind slowly opened his eyes. Different from his polite appearance, this man's eyes opened, revealing a pair of sharp eyes full of coolness.

He took the notice, took a casual look at it, and sneered: "It's polite to say so evasively."

The middle-aged man poured himself a glass of water, sat on a chair, thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out, so he asked: "I'm just curious, who told you that you can pursue someone you love in this way?" ?”

The Qingjun man threw the notice away, turned his back, and closed his eyes again, obviously not wanting to answer.

The middle-aged man was reluctant: "Tell me, I know you have a crush on a descendant of the Ji family, but your relationship with the Ji family is not deep enough? Do you have to go through this muddy water again? That's all. , but if you like that person, you just want to make that person hate you to the core, and then make yourself dying? What kind of love is this? You will mess up everyone around him as soon as you do it, and you will also kill him. Your son was harmed, and in the end, you killed all the other people's birds. You said you did this, but you really meant that one day you snatched that person away, and you were not afraid that the person would secretly stab him in the middle of the night. …”

Before he finished the last word "you", the man Qingjun sneered. He didn't open his eyes, but turned sideways, with his back to the middle-aged man, indicating that he was going to rest.

After being stunned for a moment, the middle-aged man slapped his forehead and muttered: "How could I forget that if you were afraid of death, you wouldn't be you anymore."