"You... you are obviously allergic to this, and you still asked Du Huanmo to check it. If that guy is really not afraid of poisonous scale powder, and if he really checks it, won't you reveal your secret?"

Yu Qingfeng quickly motioned to Pei Wuyan to turn around so that she could continue to apply the ointment. The ointment was refreshing and cooling, and it should be made of mint. It should be good for relieving itching.

Pei Wuyan hurriedly turned back. He guessed that his face was not much better than Yu Qingfeng's. With such a red face and ears facing each other, it was really easy for the gun to go off.

"Don't worry, the allergies are all over my body. I don't believe Du Huanmo really asked me to be honest with him."

"Why are you so careless? Didn't you say you have taken protective measures?" Yu Qingfeng continued following this topic.

"Don't mention it, there just happened to be a gust of wind. Fortunately, I saved my face, otherwise I would really have no excuses."

Yu Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh, and the work on her hands was finished, "It's been applied, but you can't wear clothes. The clothes will rub and it will itch. The rash should be gone by tomorrow morning."

Pei Wuyan couldn't believe it, and turned to face Yu Qingfeng, "You want me to be naked like this all night?"

"Yes, you can't lie down either," Yu Qingfeng told the truth seriously, "I'm doing it for your own good. Really, with all my conscience, I definitely don't want to occupy this bed alone."

Pei Wuyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he got up obediently, walked to the table and sat down, planning to just lie down on the table tonight.

Yu Qingfeng gloated over the misfortune, turned off the lights and lay on Pei Wuyan's bed, continuing to add insult to injury.

"Who told you to have to play like this? You still care about beauty, have a cold face and a kind heart, repay evil with kindness, and save a beautiful woman who framed you. You deserve it."

"I still want to know who is playing against us." Pei Wuyan felt aggrieved.

Yu Qingfeng was very proud and said, "We have reached the same destination through different paths. If you come with us to watch the magic trick, you can know without any harm that the opponent is Xia Feitao."

"What do you mean?" Pei Wuyan became interested, "Watching a trick, can you spot Xia Feitao?"

Yu Qingfeng originally came to Pei Wuyan to report, so she gave a detailed account of what she had gained throughout the night.

In the darkness, Yu Qingfeng and Pei Wuyan were in the same room. One was lying on the bed, dressed, and the other was sitting shirtless at the table. One was talking and the other was listening.

"Ding Chuanzong, Ding Xiyao, and an unknown master..."

After listening to Yu Qingfeng's narration, Pei Wuyan pondered and extracted important clues.

Yu Qingfeng analyzed: "The key lies in this unknown master. Uncle Dou obviously knows who the master is, and he has already told the truth about the past under the influence of alcohol. There is no reason for him to have any idea about the identity of the master even when he is drunk.

hide."

Of course Pei Wuyan understood what Yu Qingfeng meant, "Unless the master from twenty years ago is now a prominent figure, for example, his surname is Xia, and he is the father of Xia Tixing, a third-rank official."

"That's right, so I guessed at that time that the master was Xia Feitao's father. The father's debts are paid by the son. Regardless of whether the master is still alive or not, as the son of the master, as long as Xia Feitao has a little respect for ghosts and gods, he would rather believe that he is guilty.

If you believe it, you will be afraid of the Tomb of the Beheaded Onizuka."

Pei Wuyan agreed and continued his analysis along Yu Qingfeng's train of thought:

"That's why Xia Feitao ignored the doubts about Zhou Lang's case and closed the case hastily, not allowing people to discuss it, and even took the opportunity to completely blow up Ding Chuanzong's tomb."

"The Feng Shui master who stopped him may not be a Feng Shui master, but an insider who knows the powerful relationship between this. They respect Master Ding and hope that Master Ding's ghost can avenge themselves."

"But Xia Feitao has a hard time saying that if he insists on blowing up Ding Chuanzong's tomb, he will only be charged with disregarding the safety of the people. The only expedient solution is to seal the robbery hole again."

Yu Qingfeng gloated to Xia Feitao again and said with a smile:

"But Xia Feitao has only had a peaceful sleep for a few days, and his peace has been disturbed by you, the nosy minister of Dali Temple. You have to re-investigate Zhou Lang's case thoroughly and dig out the hole for the theft."

"So in order to stop me, Xia Feitao did everything he could to stop me, and even resorted to such a trick as to pour such a basin of dirty water on me."

"More than that? Xia Feitao must have bribed Du Huanmo. In addition to the four beauties, there must be some silver treasures or something. This Du Huanmo remains neutral, sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, and neither party will offend. He doesn't care whether there is anything fishy in any case.

, whether Lou Anyi has any grievances, he just needs to secure his official position."

Pei Wuyan sneezed, "Yes, the officials of the Great Yong Dynasty are either corrupt and mediocre, or they are wise and wise. There is probably no second one like Ding Chuanzong, right?"

Yu Qingfeng looked at Pei Wuyan's silhouette through the moonlight projected from the window, and felt a little distressed.

The resourceful, cold and calm Dali Temple minister who just set up a trap for fishing is now a miserable little man who can't scratch his itchy body, can't wear clothes, and can only spend the night lying on the table in the cold.

Who calls Yu Qingfeng soft-hearted? No, it should be said that who calls Yu Qingfeng soft-hearted towards beautiful men?

do my best.

"Who said no? You are the one. Our honest and upright Mr. Pei, please come back to bed. If you get cold and it affects the handling of the case, I can't bear the responsibility."

Pei Wuyan had already stood up, but suddenly thought of something and sat down awkwardly.

"No matter how honest and honest you are, you are still a man. If I cannot control myself and it affects your image in Lin Ming's mind, I cannot bear the responsibility."

Yu Qingfeng sat up and said, "It smells quite sour to me. You don't really think anything about me and Lin Ming, do you?"

"A blind person can see that he is interested in you." Pei Wuyan said sourly.

"It's really hard for a blind man," Yu Qingfeng took a deep breath and solemnly clarified, "But I have no intention of him. Isn't Master Pei's eyesight worse than that of a blind man?"

Yu Qingfeng hates the scenes in movies and TV dramas where the male and female protagonists have misunderstandings but don't tell them. They know clearly that the other party misunderstands them, and the mute can write and sign. The male and female protagonists have one mouth, but they just don't speak.

Whenever this happens, Yu Qingfeng will be sarcastic. When something happens, the screenwriter can always find a thousand convoluted reasons for the male and female protagonists not to clarify the situation. The male and female protagonists can die for each other, but they can never explain clearly.

In this magical dimension, explaining misunderstandings is even harder than death.

No, since Yu Qingfeng is in the play, she has to be the most honest heroine to the male lead in the play. Any small misunderstanding will never be allowed to stay overnight.

There is no hatred between husband and wife, and there is no misunderstanding between the hero and heroine!

"I don't like Lin Ming." Yu Qingfeng emphasized again.

"Why?"

"Because he is not handsome." Yu Qingfeng was simple, straightforward, frank and unrestrained.

Pei Wuyan was speechless.

In fact, Yu Qingfeng knew that Lin Ming had a decent appearance and was the kind that the elders liked very much, but he couldn't be called handsome.

Lin Ming is not Yu Qingfeng's cup of tea, and there is no harm without comparison. Even if Pei Wuyan doesn't have the aura of the protagonist, he will catch his eye before Lin Ming.

"What if he is the Minister of Dali Temple?" Pei Wuyan said with a hint of loneliness in his tone, "What if he can give you what you want?"


Chapter completed!