Chapter 86： visit

"Um...cough, cough um...uh..."

"Laugh if you want to." Xie Zhi said lightly, "It's hard to hold back."

As soon as Pei Yu heard it, he knew that Xie Zhi couldn't hide it, so he simply laughed wantonly: "Hahahahahaha!"

"Is it so funny?" Xie Zhi glanced at him, "You've been laughing all day."

Pei Yu couldn't hide the smile in his words at all: "Two days, it hasn't stopped from yesterday to now, and it feels absurd when I think about it. Don't you feel anything?"

Xie Zhi shook his head.

"That's right," Pei Yu replied, "His Royal Highness Prince Yu is the one who panicked."

"She..." Xie Zhi thought of Yang Dejin's sullen look after the imperial court was dismissed yesterday, as if he was very dissatisfied with the punishment of shutting himself up and thinking about his mistakes, which was a bit funny.

Seeing the warm and gentle smile on her face, Pei Yu couldn't help rubbing his arms: I just mentioned Prince Yu, so I can't be so happy, right?

Xie Zhi's brows and eyes were dyed with tenderness, and his whole body became lively. Who would have thought that this was actually the well-known lone star of the Heavenly Fiend, the evil **** of the Ministry of Punishment?

"Hey, thank you servant." Pei Yu called out to her very curiously, "What kind of relationship do you really have with His Royal Highness Prince Yu?"

Xie Zhi looked at him and asked back, "Are we... alike?"

"Like." Pei Yu said sternly, "Do you think they were all talking nonsense in Zichen Palace yesterday?"

"I don't feel anything myself."

"A fan of the authorities."

Xie Zhi raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

It stands to reason that she should not be interested in this kind of thing, but in fact, she was quite happy to hear them gossip about herself and Yang Dejin.

For no reason, there is a secret sense of satisfaction, like a child who steals honey.

Really come back to life.

"Wait, why are you going?" Xie Zhi turned his footsteps and wanted to go to Changlefang, when Pei Yu saw her, he quickly stopped her.

Xie Zhi stopped and said with a matter-of-fact look: "What's wrong?"

"What's the matter? Prince Yu was grounded and you were not grounded. You didn't go to investigate the case and just went home?"

Xie Zhi: "Your Dali Temple is in charge of the case, so it's not good for me to intervene."

Pei Yu: "..." If it wasn't for the church before, he would have almost believed it.

"And this case..." Xie Zhi twitched his lips and sneered, "Probably we can't find out."

Pei Yu: "What did Xie Shilang say?"

"If you want to commit a crime, there is no reason to worry about it. It is a non-existent thing. The truth is not important at all. No matter whether the Shuobei people's ultimate goal is achieved or not, the Dasheng court has already been affected."

"Are you so sure that His Royal Highness Prince Yu didn't do those things? Shuobei people are serious about it."

"Only kumiss was served during the entertainment on the Ghost Festival."

Pei Yu: "Huh? This means...but what if His Royal Highness's wine quality...uh is poor?"

Although kumiss was not intoxicating, Ayigul insisted that Yang Dejin was drunk, so he couldn't think of any other possibility except that Yang Dejin was of poor quality.

Xie Zhi: "I drank kumiss, and I replaced all of His Highness's with cold water."

Pei Yu: "..."

"What's wrong?"

"Why didn't you say it in the Zichen Palace yesterday?"

"I just want to see how far the prairie people can weave."

Pei Yu: "..." I'm sick! Too busy, right? !

"If you haven't done it, you haven't done it." Xie Zhi said leisurely.

Yang Dejin just thought, she can't do it, she is a woman.

In fact, the easiest solution to this matter is to disclose Yang Dejin's true gender, and then the rumors will be self-defeating.

But Yang Dejin is not a child of an ordinary family. Her identity is the first-rank prince of Dasheng, which is related to the stability of the entire Dasheng, and it affects the whole body.

Even if it is going to be made public, it shouldn't be now.

Xie Zhi knew this truth very well, so she never disclosed the **** of Yang Dejin to anyone, including Bai Qingyang.

Pei Yu sighed: "Xie Shilang really trusts His Highness."

Xie Zhi: "She deserves it."

"Hmm... um? But according to what you say, if the case cannot be investigated, then we must investigate it?" Pei Yu suddenly felt something was wrong.

"It needs to be investigated," Xie Zhi said, "and it must be investigated with great fanfare."

Pei Yu: "I don't quite understand..."

"People in Shuobei want to make small moves, but we are not as good as they wish. Do you know why the Empress only grounded Her Highness?"

"Hmm... Isn't it because His Highness is the only defendant?"

"That's just an excuse to fool the prairie people. Some people want to use the status of Prince Yu to make a fuss, and thinking behind closed doors is actually a kind of protection for her. And Yeludeira also needs someone to watch, and others are not good. Take over, I am the most suitable as the escort."

Pei Yu seemed to understand but half understood: "Oh—so we mobilized people to investigate the case..."

Xie Zhi: "It's to entangle Yeludeira and prevent them from taking the next step. The longer they stay in Linjing, the less safe it will be for Dasheng, so we must take the initiative."

Yeludeira probably didn't expect things to develop in such an absurd direction, so he involved himself in it and was controlled by Dasheng.

However, keeping him in Dasheng is not a long-term solution. Yeludeira is not a good person, and he has to find a way to kick him back to the grassland before he makes a big move.

Pei Yu: "Okay, I understand."

Xie Zhi patted him on the shoulder: "If you understand, let's do it."

Pei Yu: "Wait a minute, shouldn't you go to the Jiubin embassy? Why do you want to go home so early?"

"I didn't say I was going home."

"and you…"

"I'm going to see Your Highness."

"..." Smelly Duanxiu, **** off!

Depressed, Pei Yu went back to work in Dali Temple, while Xie Zhi went to the Prince's Mansion.

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In the east of Changle Square, in front of Prince Yu's Mansion, which covers an area of ​​300 mu, Xie Zhi knocked on the closed door.

It was not the concierge who came to open the door, but the nursing home of the Prince's Mansion. Xie Zhi nodded to him as a greeting.

"Thank you, my lord, come to see our prince again." A Chong who came to open the door greeted familiarly.

Xie Zhi paused after hearing that, since yesterday's incident, people around her always gave her the feeling that it was natural for her to be with Yang Dejin, she didn't understand.

"Where is she?"

Ah Chong closed the door: "My lord is in the fasting room, I will take you there."

"The fasting room?" When did Yang Dejin start fasting? Was it because Ye Lude stabbed them yesterday to make him ascetic?

"It's here, Mr. Xie, you can go in by yourself." A Chong pointed to a quaint independent wooden building, "A Chong has other things."

Xie Zhi: "I see, go get busy."

After Ah Chong retreated, Xie Zhi walked up the steps and knocked on the next door.

Quiet-

"Your Highness, Yang Dejin?" The door was ajar, Xie Zhi called twice and no one answered, so he pushed the door open and walked in.

Musk is burning in the stove, giving off a pure, elegant, refreshing smell. The main room is neat and orderly. Apart from the books, there are some bamboo slips and scrolls on the shelf, which doesn't look like someone lives there.

Xie Zhi bypassed the silk screen and saw the person he was looking for.

There are several copybooks of scriptures on the case table, and the ink in the inkstone is still glowing with water.

And Yang Dejin was lying peacefully on the low wooden couch beside him, wearing a sheer white gauze shirt over the pure white jacket, with his hands neatly placed on his abdomen.

To be honest, if she didn't have a book of poetry on her face, it would be a bit scary to dress and sleep like this.

This is not a matter of peace and tranquility, this can all be fast forwarded to rest.

Yang Dejin's chest rose and fell regularly, and it could be seen that she was really sleeping soundly. Xie Zhi didn't even think about waking her up, so he sat down by the small case and casually flipped through the papers spread out on the surface.

The more he looked, the deeper Xie Zhi's frown became. The first few copybooks were still copying stroke by stroke, so how come she couldn't understand them at all?

Like ghosts.

"Hmm-" If the sleeping person felt something, he would habitually turn over.

Xie Zhi was taken aback for a moment, and when she stood up and wanted to hold Yang Dejin down, Yang Dejin had already fallen to the floor with a "boom".

"Oh shit..." Yang Dejin covered her forehead with her right hand, grabbed the Book of Songs that fell together with her other hand, and struggled to get up, "It hurts me to death."

Xie Zhi looked at it with a funny face.

Yang Dejin lay back down again, this time lying face inward.

After lying down for two seconds, she turned over and sat up, looking at Xie Zhi with a look of astonishment: "Why are you here?!"

Xie Zhi: "I have something to do with you."

Yang Dejin questioned: "Then why did you come in without knocking?!"

Xie Zhi was innocent: "I knocked and called you several times."

"Uh..." Yang Dejin was a little weak, thinking why she was so sleepy, "Then why didn't you wake me up?"

"Just wanted to call."

"..." Does she look like a fool?

After returning home yesterday, Yang Dejin has been very depressed. It's not because she was ordered to shut up and think about her mistakes. After all, if she doesn't go out, her life in the house is not that different.

She was annoyed by what happened to Zichen Hall.

Nonsense, anyone who is forced to come out in such a magical way will be annoyed, okay?

Yang Dejin felt that she could write an autobiography for herself, and the title could be "Neodymium Copper Comes Out, But It's Nantong", or "Out, But Only Half of It Was Right"

Linjing is really a magical place, there are always strange rumors circulating, Yang Dejin has one head and two big ones.

I thought about going to the fasting room to practice calligraphy, cultivate my sentiments, and calm my mind. Unexpectedly, the effect was remarkable, and it directly made her sleepy.

Then after waking up, I saw my gossip partner! She was even seen falling off the bed by the target of the scandal!

She's getting bored again! !

"Why are you looking for me?" Yang Dejin asked angrily, holding the Book of Songs in his arms.

Xie Zhi noticed that Yang Dejin seemed to be in a bad mood: "Did I bother you?"

Xie Zhi had a sincere face, and his tone was a little cautious, as if he felt guilty that he had disturbed the other party uninvited.

Yang Dejin looked at it, and couldn't help being a little annoyed: He obviously did nothing wrong, why is his tone so aggressive? !

Yang Dejin eased his tone: "The rumors about our scandal are so outrageous, and I'm still in the period of confinement, it's better for the two of us to meet less these days."

"Do you care about that scandal?"

"Of course."

Xie Zhi was silent for a while, but decided to ask what she wanted to ask: "Do you care if they say you like men, or do you care if they say you like me?"

Her heart twitched excitedly, causing her some pain.

She knew it was strange to ask this question, she had no position and no right to ask.

But Xie Zhi couldn't help it, even though she had prepared the worst scenario, she still harbored a secret hope. What if, what if I was special in her heart.

Xie Zhi couldn't tell what kind of emotion he had for Yang Dejin.

At first, the seeds of emotion germinated in his heart, but Xie Zhi knew it but didn't care about it. When it grew bigger and deviated to an unknown direction, the owner suddenly realized it was too late.

Yang Dejin suddenly broke into Xie Zhi's world one day, and naturally became a part of her life. The absurdity and outrageousness affected her every thought.

Xie Zhi was naturally insensitive to such things, and she hoped that she could find the answer in Yang Dejin.

The author has something to say:

After the public execution, Yang Dejin belike: furious.

After the public execution, Xie Zhi belike: ecstatic.

Good news: I still have a manuscript to continue my life