Ci Jinzhi

  Chapter 67 is different

   "Qingqing."

  Xin You looked away: "What's wrong, uncle?"

  Duan Shaoqing coughed, and asked tentatively, "Are you familiar with Mr. He?"

   "Unfamiliar."

  Duan Shaoqing's first reaction was disbelief, but it can be seen that Xin You's indifferent expression dispelled the doubt.

  Girl Huaichun, this is not the reaction.

  Won't get involved with a troublesome person like Chang Lehou, Duan Shaoqing heaved a sigh of relief, for a moment he didn't even care about the one thousand taels of silver.

  Xin You was drinking tea, a little absent-minded.

   I can't get any more details from the picture, how long did it take from He Qingxiao entered the private room to when he got poisoned?

   Has the poison entered his mouth now?

  Xin You held the teacup tightly, and the scene of He Qingxiao helping out several times flashed in his mind.

  There was him flying from the horseback to stop the frightened horse, there was him who offered to help her find out the arsonist, and there was him who ordered his subordinates to take the idle man away...

   It was Xin You who had a grudge against him for killing his mother, and it was "Kou Qingqing" who got his kind help. But she was the only one who could bear this, thinking that something would happen to that person soon, it was impossible for her to not have a slight fluctuation in her heart.

  She is not a cold-blooded person, she will not bear it, she will struggle, and she will feel uncomfortable, but all her emotions are based on the premise that he will die. If he didn't die, what she wanted was his life.

  Xinyou took a sip of tea.

  The tea is already cold, only bitter, not sweet.

  Duan Shaoqing was happy to say a few words less, so as not to be cheated of money if he was not paying attention.

  The guy brings the food.

   "Eat, go back to the bookstore early after dinner."

  Xin You nodded and picked up the chopsticks.

  The dishes Duan Shaoqing ordered were bland and tasteless, Xinyou glanced towards the stairs from the corner of her eye.

   "Qingqing, is it because the dishes uncle ordered are not to your taste?"

  The buddy has good ears, and immediately looked over after hearing the words.

  What, do you think the food in their restaurant is not delicious?

  Xin You paused while holding the chopsticks, then nodded: "Uncle, I want to eat squirrel mandarin fish."

  The corner of Duan Shaoqing's mouth twitched fiercely.

   It's his mouth! Leaving aside the price, it will take at least half an hour to finish eating the squirrel mandarin fish!

  Duan Shaoqing showed embarrassment: "This teahouse—"

  The buddy took the words with a pat on his chest: "We have them in the teahouse, and the taste is guaranteed not to disappoint the girl!"

  Duan Shaoqing: "..." What's the matter with this guy?

   But there were others watching, so he had no choice but to order a squirrel mandarin fish.

  If it is your own children, you can just refuse, but it will not work if you change your niece. Otherwise, it would be ugly to hear that his uncle was reluctant to order squirrel mandarin fish for his fatherless niece.

  Xin You silently took a chopstick of vegetables.

  There is enough time, you can wait slowly.

  While waiting for the squirrel mandarin fish, new diners came in, and some diners left. For Xinyou and Duan Shaoqing, the time was a bit difficult.

  Duan Shaoqing asked about the bookstore: "Who is that Mr. Song Ling?"

  Xin You replied: "He is a very talented book writer."

Duan Shaoqing hesitated, and exhorted with the attitude of an elder: "Qingqing, your bookstore was built on the basis of Mr. Pine Ling's story, you must win over people, otherwise you will be hired away by other bookstores at a high price like Mr. Pingan. That would be troublesome."

  Xin You smiled: "Uncle is right, so I told Mr. Song Ling that in the future, all the stories he writes will be bought at a high price, and he will be paid a monthly salary. It's just that my money is a little tight..."

  Duan Shaoqing's expression twisted for a moment, wishing to slap himself.

   "Squirrel mandarin fish is here." The man put a plate of squirrel-shaped mandarin fish on the table.

  Duan Shaoqing squeezed out a smile: "Eat while it's hot."

   "Uncle eats too." Xin You picked up the fish meat with chopsticks, and suddenly heard the sound of something heavy falling from above.

  At that moment, even though she had been mentally prepared, she still got up suddenly uncontrollably, her heart was firmly pinched by invisible hands.

  Xin You's reaction startled Duan Shaoqing.

   "Qingqing?"

  She stood up so suddenly and attracted a lot of attention. Fortunately, the sound of thumping footsteps soon sounded, and Jin Linwei, who was walking down the stairs quickly, attracted people's attention.

  Xin You sat down slowly, staring intently at the stairs, and when she saw the people walking behind the two Jin Linwei, her pupils shrank.

   He's all right!

  Xin You subconsciously closed her eyes, immersed in that picture.

  He Qingxiao held the teacup in his hand, blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and dripped onto the skirt of his clothes.

  Xin You opened her eyes, staring fixedly at the man standing on the stairs.

  Two Jinlin guards walked down the stairs, drew their knives and aimed at the people in the lobby, and shouted: "Stay where you are and don't move!"

  Some people stood up, some knocked down their teacups, the scene was chaotic for a while, only the man in red clothes standing on the stairs looked calm, looking down at the people in the lobby.

  His eyes fell on Xin You's face, and there were waves in his quiet eyes.

  Xin You wanted to appear nervous and worried, but for some reason, in the short-term gaze just now, there was a feeling of being seen through.

   This made her not know how to react for a moment, and her expression was numb.

  He Qingxiao walked down.

  The shopkeeper of the tea house asked cautiously: "My lord, what happened? Is it because the shop is not welcoming well—"

  A Jinlin guard interrupted him impatiently: "Someone poisoned our lord in the tea, and everyone present can't escape the suspicion!"

  Poisoned?

   Upon hearing this, people panicked even more.

  Duan Shaoqing wanted to act more relaxed, but he knew how terrible it was to be troubled by Jinlinwei, so he came to this teahouse with 10,000 regrets in his heart.

   "My lord, do you want to bring these people back to the Yamen first?" A Jinlin guard asked He Qingxiao for instructions.

   "No need, first ask the guy who serves the tea."

  The man's legs softened, and he knelt down: "My lord, spare my life, my lord, my lord, but the villain just served you tea, and I definitely didn't poison you!"

   "During the process of serving the tea, was there anything special?" He Qingxiao spoke softly, completely unable to see that there was an almost accident just now.

   "No, it's just served after the tea is brewed."

   "Who is in charge of making the tea?"

  The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "The tea doctor who is in charge of making tea for the elegant room upstairs has worked in our teahouse for many years, and there will be absolutely no problem..."

  Jin Linwei quickly brought the man, who was an old man in his fifties.

   There are many regular customers in the lobby, and many people whispered: "No way, Lao Yang is an old buddy of the tea house for many years..."

  Xin You suddenly stood up and walked towards He Qingxiao.

   "Qingqing!" Duan Shaoqing suppressed a shocked low cry from behind.

  Xin You walked over as if she had never heard of it.

  Her approach drew Jin Linwei to shout: "Stop!"

  He Qingxiao signaled his subordinates to back away, and looked deeply at the girl standing in front of him.

   "Miss Kou, what's the matter?" His voice was a little light, and he didn't know what answer he would hear.

   Standing at this distance, Xin You can finally be sure that there is not a single drop of blood on He Qingxiao's skirt.

  This is not the same as in the picture.

  (end of this chapter)