I Just Want To Farm

On the contrary, Lin Heng took a cool look at Jiaojiao, "It's so fat, why do you still cook for him?"

I can't hear anything in that tone, but I always feel that there is a bit of ruthlessness.

Jiaojiao was so frightened that she threw the fish into the bucket and hid behind the stove to light the fire obediently.

"I know he is fat, but what can he do if he pesters me."

Qin Yu walked to the bucket and bent down to touch the fish, but before he could touch the fish, his wrist was grabbed and he pulled it out of the bucket.

It's Lin Heng.

He asked, "Is it okay to pester you?"

Qin Yu replied, "It depends on how you wrap it up."

Lin Heng was noncommittal, reached out to fish out the fish, and drew the knife.

Rinse, pat the head (PS: the head of the fish is completely rotten, Tianzong's strength does not explain it), scrape the scales of the fish, and dissect the belly. ． ．

When the butler saw this scene, his brows jumped.

Qin Yu and Jiaojiao felt inexplicably cold when they heard this voice.

Damn it, it's all about killing fish, why did this person show such an air of supremacy.

After the fish was killed, Lin Heng hooked the gills of the fish with his fingers and placed it on the cutting board, and then took Qin Yu's hand to cover it.

"It's here, remember."

"Now, do it."

"I want to eat."

Qin Yu: "..."

Jiaojiao: "Isn't this the fish I caught? Damn it!"

In fact, this is the precious white fish that Lin Heng raises in the pond. (High ornamental value, high nutritional value, delicious and edible.)

At present, the strongest Tianzong wants to eat fish, and currently the Imperial County mainly eats fish, and the most ruthless people want to eat fish.

Can you not eat it?

Can you do it?

Qin Yu did it, and the fish had just come out of the oven, Lin Heng asked her not to wash her hands first.

Qin Yu had a bad feeling.

"I have other dishes I want to eat."

"I'm blind." Qin Yu tried to struggle.

"But you can do it, can't you?"

"Lin Heng, do you insist on eating my cooking?"

Lin Heng glanced at her indifferently, "I just see that you don't want to eat, the more you want to eat."

Qin Yu suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Huang Jinbi during the day, and curled his fingers.

"Then I can't follow you anymore."

"It's too easy to give in, it seems that I am cheap."

In the end, Lin Heng only ate fish and two bowls of rice.

Jiaojiao could only guard a plate of green vegetables, and ate it while shivering.

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After eating, Lin Heng left without saying anything.

Qin Yu let his servants take away the bowls and chopsticks.

Jiaojiao hugged Qin Yu's waist, feeling lingering fear: "Xiao Yu, I think this person is a bit crazy."

This cloudy and uncertain weather scares me to death.

Qin Yu touched his stomach thoughtfully, and said quietly, "Maybe you are more dangerous than me."

Jiaojiao: "???"

What does this mean, I don't understand.

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On the way to the prison.

The butler followed behind, and he was a little happy at first, but maybe because the night was getting darker, or he was getting closer to the dark prison, he was inexplicably uneasy.

He didn't know why he was uneasy, it was just a faint feeling.

The dark prison is inside the Prime Minister's Mansion, but it is a very hidden place. Its architectural significance is equivalent to the Rift Valley Cave in Qinghuang Mountain. Anyway, it is a kind of secret to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The secret is in the hands of Lin Heng, he is the master.

For example, now, in the dark prison filled with the smell of decay and blood, all kinds of living people are hung on the terrifying instruments of torture. ． ． And dead people.

The dead are not in a hurry to deal with them. Anyway, there is an incinerator in the dark prison, and no matter how bad it is, there is also a corpse pond, and many cadaver dogs are raised.

At this time, Lin Heng was seated safely, with pale and delicate eyes, drinking the warm tea with the fragrance of tea, looking up at the dozen or so people in front of him. A member of the four old divisions of the Ji family.

There are people with four surnames, people with similar origins lured by the Cangdong Rebel Army and Mozong.

When they were caught and not directly killed, they already guessed that Lin Heng would pry some secrets from him, maybe about the masters behind them, maybe about their next deployment, maybe about their internal organizational structure, maybe ． ． ． There are so many possibilities, but Lin Heng didn't expect to ask these questions.

He looked at them quietly for a long time, and with that kind of calm and gentle gaze, it made their hair stand on end.

After a while, he put down his teacup and said lightly, "Go out."

The housekeeper thumped in his heart, but he still took the other dark prisons out.

Only Lin Heng was left to face them.

It became quieter all of a sudden, as if breathing could be heard clearly.

The people who were hung on the instruments of torture were waiting, and waiting for the other party to speak, they were also thinking about what kind of answer they should give to protect themselves at that time.

But the premise is - the other party has to ask.

I don't know how long it took before Lin Heng spoke.

"Who is she?"

A dozen people were taken aback, she? he? who?

Lin Heng didn't pay attention to their expressions, just lowered his head, and gently stroked the rim of the cup with his fingers.

The voice is soft.

"I'm asking... what's her last name?"

No one noticed, Lin Heng probably didn't notice, even if he noticed, it's nothing, no matter how closed the dark cell is, there must be a vent, this vent is not big, it goes directly to the corridor, leading to the outside, not directly connected to the interrogation room.

But the wind goes in and out, and the wind also rolls the sound in and out.

Far away in the main house of Xiangfu.

Qin Yu drank a glass of water, and his expression naturally coaxed Jiaojiao to sleep.

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The butler was waiting outside the cell. He didn't know what was going on inside, but it seemed like a long time had passed.

Lin Heng just came out.

I can't see any changes, and the look is the same as before.

The butler still asked, "Master, are you going now?"

Lin Heng didn't answer, but the route was very clear.

After bathing in the bathroom, as usual.

It seems that the result is still optimistic, there is no problem with Madam's background.

At least it didn't touch the most dangerous bottom line.

The butler let go of his heart and led the way to the courtyard of the main house with a lantern. He watched Lin Heng enter the courtyard before leaving.

It's late at night, not to mention Qin Yu's good hearing, even those with bad hearing can hear the crisp ringing of the bell.

After all, the Prime Minister's Mansion has always been strict in rules, and it is basically very quiet at night.

So quiet, he walked in alone.

Qin Yu, who was lying on the bed, felt that he still paused in the middle of the courtyard path.

It is estimated that for a while, is he still looking at the left side?

There is no dry well.

But he watched it anyway.

This is actually an obsession, and he can't let it go.

Qin Yu counted the time, and he stared at it longer than before, so long that she was almost sleepy, so she didn't bother to talk to the person outside.

Until Jiaojiao muttered something in her arms, Qin Yu was in a daze and was about to hug Jiaojiao tightly.

The door opened.

Qin Yu suddenly woke up.

It was pitch black.

The robe was untied and hung on the screen, and he came over.

Qin Yu thought: There are only two choices, kill her, or. ． ．

Wow.

The quilt was pulled back, and some cold wind poured in.

Qin Yu's eyebrows twitched slightly, thinking to himself that the housekeeper was a scheming old dog, and would not give him an extra quilt, eh.

Just as she was thinking this, Lin Heng lay down.

It wasn't the first time, but Qin Yu vaguely felt that today would be different.

But he didn't move, still lying on the other side.

Qin Yu waited for a while, and was as quiet as ever.

She gave up and only confirmed in her heart: Lin Heng is this person. ． Too deep, too tolerant.

But this is considered a good thing. Being able to stand still shows that his mind is still calm.

She is more suitable for Lin Heng like this.

Then go with the original plan.

Qin Yu has never considered others taking the initiative to make herself passive, she is used to taking the initiative.

So she will not worry about gains and losses and let herself lose sleep.

So she fell asleep again.

Only slept for a few minutes.

suddenly.

A hand stretched out, from under the quilt, directly grabbed her waist.

Qin Yu was startled, but before he could react, he scooped up his whole body and pressed against his body.

At that moment, Qin Yu vaguely felt that his judgment had made a huge deviation.