Shen Yinqiu looked at Wan Qiyan suspiciously.
Li's mother and son really went to Mang Mountain to collect herbs.
This was exactly what he said just now, but Hu Jin and Hu Mu had not come back at that time.
How did he know?
Flying Pigeon Passing Letters He stayed with her all the time, where did the flying pigeon come from?
She went into the main hall of the government office with them with questions.
The government servants had all returned, and the county master was sitting on a chair.
He was a little eager when he saw them coming in.
Hujinhumu told what he had seen and heard in Mangshan.
Shen Yinqiu concealed the matter of Li Xiuhua's silver and added a few words to the side.
All in all, Li Xiuhua did not commit suicide but was killed by insects.
Everyone saw the bugs in her body, and there was nothing good to say about it.
Just because Shen Yinqiu and Li Xiuhua bumped into each other, it was ridiculous to be called a murderer.
She glanced at Luo Sanchuan and saw that he was still frowning in deep thought, but said nothing.
Wan Qiyan said: "This is what happened.
Do you have any doubts?"
"No, no."
The county magistrate shook his head dully.
Is there any doubt?
Wan Qiyan nodded: "You can also send people to investigate by yourself.
According to the agreement, we will leave at noon tomorrow.
If you have any questions, please ask them before then.
Farewell."
Shen Yinqiu was tired after walking outside for a day.
After Wan Qiyan said goodbye, she bowed to them and turned to leave.
As soon as the two backbones left, the rest of the people followed suit.
Only then did Luo Sanchuan react, chased a few steps and shouted, "Wait a minute, I haven't apologized to you yet."
Shen Yinqiu stopped and turned around to see him walking forward, looking very painful and struggling a little.
Is it difficult for her to apologize?
Under the attention of everyone, Luo Sanchuan lifted up his clothes and was about to kneel down.
Shen Yinqiu stopped him: "No need to kneel down."
Luo Sanchuan looked up at her with a puzzled look on his face, "I made a bet with you before.
If the murderer was not you, I would apologize to you."
"Well, then you can apologize and there is no need to kneel down."
Shen Yinqiu said seriously.
"Sorry, I made a mistake, thank you."
Luo Sanchuan was no longer shy, no need to kneel down, and the remaining embarrassment no longer existed.
Shen Yinqiu nodded to accept his apology and said to him: "Although what I said is unpleasant, you should stop being a catcher.
This is not suitable for you and your body.
Also, don't be so impulsive and don't listen to others.
What a wonderful life with peace of mind.”
Luo Sanchuan: "" After Shen Yinqiu finished speaking, she didn't wait for his reaction, and went back to the inn with everyone, and had a good night's rest.
In the early morning of the next day, Shen Yinqiu got up late because she was scheduled to leave at noon, so no one bothered her.
When she washed up alone and came downstairs, everyone was in the lobby downstairs.
Most of them were very lazy, and only the nurses were there.
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Jin Humu and Qingzhu were as energetic as ever, with paralyzed faces.
Wan Bai occupied a table by himself, with a piece of cloth spread on the table and several medicinal materials placed on it.
He was studying something intently.
No one disturbed him, and he was not doing it in his room.
Mo Shaogong lay on the table and fell asleep, while Qingye leaned against the window and closed his eyes to rest.
But, what about Wanqi Yan?
Shen Yinqiu came down from the stairs.
Hujin Humu and Qingzhu both called "Young Madam", but there was no other response.
She stood in front of them and asked doubtfully: "Where is your master?"
Hu Jin's eyes wandered a bit and he said, "Young madam, the master is in the back kitchen."
What was he doing in the back kitchen?
Shen Yinqiu glanced at Hu Jin again.
With this awkward look, it seemed that Wan Qiyan was indeed in the back kitchen.
"Oh, let me go to the back kitchen and have a look."
Shen Yinqiu raised her feet and was about to leave when Hujin Humu said together: "Madam, please stay.
The master said no one can enter the back kitchen."
Shen Yinqiu stood still and turned around: "Did he say that none of you can enter, or that no one is allowed to enter?"
Hujinhumu: "It means that none of you are allowed in."
"That's you.
He didn't refer to me.
I'll go see what he's doing and tell you later, just to see if you're curious."
Shen Yinqiu smiled lightly and walked happily towards the back kitchen.
Hujinhumu immediately put his expression back.
Although he was curious, he wanted to die more.
Young Madam, please don't say anything after you go in.
Shen Yinqiu didn't know, so she went into the backyard and saw movement in the kitchen.
She walked lightly and peeked into the kitchen furtively.
Wan Qiyan, dressed in crescent white, was seen squatting in front of the stove, seemingly lighting a fire.
I don't know what's burning in the pot, it's steaming.
She went in quietly, and Wan Qiyan said without looking back: "Are you hungry?
I've cooked some noodles.
They'll be ready later."
"Ha" Shen Yinqiu stopped, "How did you know it was me."
"I have ordered them not to come in.
Who else dares to come in except you?"
Wan Qiyan squatted in front of the stove and turned to look at Shen Yinqiu, who was wearing simple men's clothes.
Shen Yinqiu didn't know how to do such a complicated bun, so she just All tied up and tied up, he really looks like a young boy when he's not smiling.
She walked to Wan Qiyan and saw that the lid of the pot was firmly covered and steam was rising all around.
She didn't dare to reach out and open the lid, so she squatted next to him and said, "It turns out you can even cook.
It's amazing.
"You, the prince, have food and drinks served to you, but you actually know how to cook."
She reflected on herself for a while, "This seems to be my third time in the kitchen."
Wan Qiyan added more firewood, clapped his hands, and asked Shen Yinqiu to stand up and say, "It's not difficult, you can do it if you try it."
"You will make people jealous, you know?"
Shen Yinqiu thought in her heart.
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The noodles he cooked probably wouldn't be very delicious, but she would definitely eat them and couldn't dampen his enthusiasm.
Wan Qiyan smiled and said, "Are you jealous?"
"No, I have something to eat anyway."
Shen Yinqiu went to the food basket.
There were more than a dozen food baskets with different dishes, but she couldn't quite name them.
Wan Qiyan washed his hands and picked up the vegetables that had been washed.
As soon as he opened the lid, the rich smell of meat hit his nose.
Shen Yinqiu smelled it and immediately walked towards him.
"It smells so good," she said as she came closer to him, "Are you really just cooking noodles?"
Wan Qiyan said softly: "I've made some soup.
Please move away.
Be careful if the hot water splashes out and scalds you."
Shen Yinqiu heard the sizzling sound in the kitchen and immediately took two steps back, but she still held on to Wan Qiyan's clothes so that if something happened, she could pull him away in time.
Wan Qiyan took out a spoon and stirred the soup in the pot, then put the vegetables in.
Shen Yinqiu watched in confusion as he started step by step.
Anyway, when she finally looked at the bowl of steamed noodles and rich soup on the table, she swallowed, her face still full of confusion.
The strength is tempting.
"Eat, aren't you hungry already?"
Wan Qiyan brought her bamboo chopsticks and sat next to her and said.
Shen Yinqiu took it numbly and mixed the golden noodles with emerald green dots and some red crumbs.
It was really beautiful, but she didn't know what it was.
It looked very appetizing and tasted delicious.
She whispered: "I'm going to eat."
She took a bite, her eyes brightened, and she suppressed her wonder and excitement.
"How does it taste?"
Wan Qiyan asked uncertainly.
He also got up early and had nothing else to deal with, so he suddenly tried to make breakfast for her on a whim.
Shen Yinqiu looked sideways at him and silently took another bite, and then another bite without saying a word.
Wan Qiyan's face was a little stiff, whether it was delicious or just average.
He had never had the concept of not being delicious, he was just so confident.
In silence, Shen Yinqiu had finished eating the noodles and picked up a bowl of soup.
Wan Qiyan stopped him and said, "Don't drink it."
He pushed the white bone soup on the side, "Drink this, add cornmeal.
It should be a little sweet and not greasy."
Shen Yinqiu followed the instructions and tasted a spoonful.
She couldn't stand it anymore.
She stared at him and said, "If you open a restaurant, you will definitely make a lot of money."
"It's delicious."
Hearing her say that, he finally felt confident.
Shen Yinqiu nodded frequently and drank several mouthfuls of soup, "Well, I don't know how to describe the taste.
Is there any noodles?"
Wan Qiyan: "" Shen Yinqiu was eating his second bowl of noodles before he remembered and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
Wan Qiyan shook his head.
Shen Yinqiu froze and said, "Do you still have noodles in the pot?"
"there is none left."
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"Ah" she looked down at the noodles in her bowl.
Although this was the last bowl, she had already eaten it.
Wan Qiyan seemed to know what she was thinking.
He put his arm around her shoulders, covering her hand holding the chopsticks.
He picked up the noodles and leaned close to her, almost touching her cheek.
He held her hand and handed it to him.
In the mouth.
"Well, it tastes really good.
I'll make something else for you next time.
What's your favorite thing to eat?"
Shen Yinqiu froze, staring at the bamboo chopsticks in trance.
She had eaten them before, but he didn't find them dirty.
The point is, should she continue eating when nothing happened, or should she change to a pair of bamboo chopsticks, etc.
If she changes to a pair in front of him, will he feel that she dislikes him?
After all, she has worked hard all morning.
All right.
Just when she was dazed, noodles were brought to her mouth.
She instinctively opened her mouth to eat and chewed, um noodles.
She looked sideways, and Wan Qiyan smiled cunningly and continued to bring the noodles to her mouth, "Here, eat up."
Shen Yinqiu lowered his gaze, then stretched out his left hand and pushed him away righteously, "I want to enjoy the delicious food in peace, don't make trouble, you deserve to be hungry."
Wan Qiyan laughed softly and said, "Okay, you can eat."
Shen Yinqiu felt that he was smiling inexplicably, so she muttered to herself a few times without looking at him again, and ate the pasta in the bowl.
As for the bamboo chopsticks, they were all gone.
After Shen Yinqiu finished eating, she stood up and rolled up her sleeves.
Wan Qiyan thought she was going to wash the dishes, but the water was so cold that he stood up and said, "Leave the dishes and chopsticks, someone will wash them."
Shen Yinqiu looked at her sideways, feeling very passionate, "Who wants to wash the dishes?
Sit here and I'll serve you a bowl of noodles."
Hearing this, Wan Qiyan's heart welled up with expectations.
He smiled and chinned his head, watching her walk towards the stove.
Gradually, his expectations began to be overshadowed by worries.
She had never cooked before, so she would be fine if she accidentally got burned. , this weather is not easy to recover from
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