Chapter 909

"Well, well, it's up to you."

Wei Qing casually wiped the tears on his face, "it's settled? Won't you stop me? "

Xiao Qingqian nodded helplessly, "however, you must promise me a few conditions."

Wei Qing nodded like a pound of garlic.

"After solving the case, we should strengthen our exercise."

"Good!"

"And this time out, dress thicker."

"Good."

"Still..."

"Xiao Qingqian, you are going to be a nagging old woman!"

Xiao Qingqian now looks at Wei Qing, but he is still helpless.

"No more."

They simply clean up, and Xiao Qingqian leads Wei Qing, who is wrapped up by him, to Beijing Zhaofu.

KURDI is still black and smelly. What Zhou Yong can say, he said yesterday, and he can't dig out any useful things.

The case fell into a dead end again. At this time, the old emperor put pressure on Xiao Qingqian to solve the case as soon as possible in five days.

Wei Qing rubbed his forehead, "five days, unless a miracle occurs."

"KURDI has to find the ring now to explain everything. Now the ring is the key." Xiao Qingqian seemed to whisper to himself.

"Mr. Wang, my subordinates went to inquire about it again. Zhao Shan usually lives in a secluded place and doesn't go out. However, an old woman nearby said that she once saw a rich looking man who had been to his house. They still talked about rings." Chen Cheng said.

Hearing the speech, Wei Qing and Xiao Qingqian looked at each other. Xiao Qingqian's face immediately sank. "Why do you say such important news now?"

"My Lord, my subordinates only found out this morning!" Chen Cheng looks aggrieved.

Wei Qing looked at Xiao Qingqian, "now go to the old woman immediately. If she can remember what the man looked like, it's easy."

"Chen Cheng, invite a painter." Xiao Qingqian orders in a graceful voice.

There was a new breakthrough in the case, and everyone was very excited.

On the way, Xiao Qingqian touched Wei Qing's forehead from time to time, for fear that she would get hot again.

To the place, Wei Qing almost trotted into the old woman's home.

The old woman only remembered one figure. As for what the man looked like, she didn't see it.

Originally, the small fire in the hearts of the people went out again. Wei Qing dropped her eyes and thought, "do you think this person will be keen on collecting rings?"

According to Zhou Yong, the ring was made by a wizard in a special way after foreigners cremated the bones of their relatives.

With the current production process, the ring must be very rough and of little value.

But if they are keen on collecting, they will try their best to collect this kind of ring when they hear about the origin.

"Maybe it will be!" Xiao Qingqian felt his chin and thought seriously, "Chen Cheng, go to Delong street to find out if there is such a person."

Even if it is a figure, it can always narrow the scope.

Delong street, as the largest collection trading place in the capital of northern China, often has some people come here to sell some rare gold, silver and other items.

Maybe we can really find a clue here.

Time is pressing, Chen Cheng also ignore play poor, take orders, leave.

"Also, Moqi, you go to the silver chamber to find out if anyone ever asked to make a ring or something." Xiao Qingqian's eyes moved to Moqi's face.

Moqi nodded.

Wei Qing left, she blinked, "what do I do?"

Xiao Qingqian looked at her deeply. "Now come back with me to King Chu's house and have a good rest."

"But..."

The old emperor has already sent a message. He only gives five days. How can he not seize the time?

"Qing'er, your face is very bad. Be obedient!" Xiao Qingqian softened his voice, but when he listened carefully, it was not difficult for him to recognize that it was not negotiable.

Wei Qing thought about it and nodded reluctantly.

On the way back to King Chu's house, they kept silent.

Although the heat has subsided, but now the cold wind is still fierce, coupled with the hard work, just back to the Chu palace, the heat again.

"Cough --"

This time, Wei Qing's condition was more serious than before, accompanied by a cough.

Xiao Qingqian glanced at her, "you

"I'm sick and my brain is buzzing. Don't shout at me." Wei Qing refuted in a dumb voice.

"If you don't shout, can you have a long memory?" Xiao Qingqian's face turned black and gray.

Du Teng came again and helped Wei Qing boil the medicine himself. He said solemnly: "although it's very important to solve the case, the body is also very important."

Wei Qing nodded, "know, don't nag."

After drinking the medicine, he covered his body with the quilt, and the heat dropped a little bit.

There was a rush of footsteps outside.

Chen Cheng pushed the door in, smelled the medicine in the air, and frowned, "is the princess ill again?"

"Don't you know where it's closed?" Xiao Qingqian doesn't yell at Wei Qing, but it doesn't mean he doesn't yell at others.

Chen Cheng looks aggrieved and closes the door in a hurry. He tells Xiao Qingqian everything he finds.

"So there is a man who often goes to Delong street to buy a ring."

Chen Cheng nodded, "my subordinate has asked the painter to draw the portrait according to what these people described. It should be ready soon."

While they were talking, Moqi came back in a hurry.

"Mr. Wang, my subordinates have heard that a man once went to the silver building with some ring patterns he drew. However, he is very thin and should not be the same man as the old woman said."

"Maybe that thin man is the servant of this fat man." Wei Qing said.

Up to now, this case has shown a little bit like peeling an onion. As long as you continue to peel, it's not difficult to see the innermost layer.

Half an hour later, when it was completely dark, the painter finally drew two portraits of a fat man and a thin man.

Xiao Qingqian asks Chen Cheng to take the portrait to inquire. When Wei Qing's illness is finally getting better, he finally gets news.

Wei Qing stretched out her arm and looked at Xiao Qingqian with a smile, "I'm ready. You can take me with you."

Xiao Qingqian kept his mouth tight.

"Xiao Qingqian, will you take me or not?"

Wei Qing was still smiling one second before, and changed her face one second later.

"That's your attitude?"

"Well, well, I have a better attitude!" Wei Qing's little face laughed out a flower, and pecked a few kisses on Xiao Qingqian's lips, "OK?"

"Look at your attitude is not bad, I will reluctantly promise you, but pay attention to keep warm!"

Thinking of the last time he was wrapped into a ball of meat, Wei Qingmei corner twitched.

"Good."

Each step back to reach an agreement, Wei Qing is still a meat ball, wrinkled a small face, led by Xiao Qingqian out of the bedroom.