The corpse opened its mouth and grinned wantonly, as if it was really smiling.
Wenren Qianjue glanced at it and said to Baili Suye beside him: "Your Majesty, Seventh Highness, it's not funny."
Baili Suye's pretty eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her thin lips opened slightly: "It's not me."
He won't lie.
Since he said it's not him, it really isn't him.
Only then did Wenren Qianjue take a serious look at the charred corpse in front of her.
It turned out to be that he actually sat up.
She coldly looked at it and walked over.
The coffin gradually lowered, and she could see all the bones from her perspective.
Near the chest of the corpse, a symbol appeared in the sky, shining with a strange brilliance, and then disappeared in an instant.
As the rune disappeared, the corpse fell to the ground again, as if it had never gotten up.
"It's a secret technique."
Wenren Qianjue stretched out his hand and went up to pick up a bone to look at.
She actually didn't care at all about a corpse that could sit up on its own and laugh.
Baili Suye's eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Yes.
It's a very simple secret technique."
He glanced at it and said with great dignity: "If someone pieces together this corpse and the runes appear, the person who applied the secret technique will know it."
At this time, Wei Qing's hand holding the dish suddenly stopped.
He held his wrist tightly The pain on it was like burning.
He pulled open his sleeve.
On it was a rune that had just appeared, but it had disappeared.
The pain suddenly disappeared along with the runes, but a smile gradually appeared on his lips, his eyes were deep, and he murmured: "Still, have you been discovered?"
The handyman next to him came over and asked worriedly when he saw his appearance: "Boss Wei, what's wrong?"
Wei Qing smiled and put down the sleeves on his hands.
They were as smooth as new: "It's okay."
He continued to cook his own dishes.
In the cemetery, Wenren Qianjue put the bones back together again, completely dividing "Meng Qiu's" bones among the other three bones, and they fit together perfectly.
Originally there were only three corpses, but they were forcibly separated into four people.
"The people who were buried back then were also very problematic."
Wenren Qianjue said with a smile on her lips.
Who could go to great lengths to hide the fact that Meng Qiu was not dead?
Also, the fire started out of nowhere, and the casualties of three people were not serious.
If the fire really broke out at night, there shouldn't be only three people who died in their sleep.
What's more, the fire burned all day and night.
It would be impossible to put out an ordinary fire for that long.
The case back then was full of doubts.
Perhaps she should continue to pursue the doubts in the case.
There must be secrets in the fire that she had not discovered yet.
But first, she had to verify an idea of hers.
She raised her eyes and looked at Baili Suye, smiling ruthlessly: "Your Majesty, the Seventh Highness, I have something I need your help with."
Wenren Qianjue's eyes were shining, as if she knew that others would not refuse, and she could make use of all the resources around her.
Baili Suye did not refuse.
He wanted to see what this little woman could do.
Ever since the last incident happened, Lin Fu has been in a state of panic.
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Lin Fu built a Buddhist temple and burned incense in it every day: "Blessed by Bodhisattva, Lin Fu will definitely spend countless money on sesame oil.
As long as the wronged soul can be saved by tens of millions, tens of millions."
Don’t get it back.”
"Master, there are guests coming to the door."
The waiter shouted from outside.
After Lin Tai was gone, he had to find another personal servant.
After all, he was not as happy as Lin Tai had served him for several years.
Mr.
Lin muttered and walked out.
He saw that the person coming was Wenren Qianjue.
Just as he was about to leave, he saw that the person next to her was extremely noble.
He has been in business for a long time and his eyes are very sharp.
He immediately put on a smile and asked patiently: "You two are here, what do you want to teach me?"
Wenren Qianjue sat there in a daze, drinking the low-quality tea given to the guests, but he didn't mind it: "Hey, Mr.
Lin, it's nothing, I just heard last time that you were in the leather goods business, and I happen to know a noble person, maybe If you want to buy in bulk, come and talk to you.”
Upon hearing that it was a business matter, Mr.
Lin's eyes immediately shone.
He is not a fool, he can see that Baili Suye is an extraordinary person, let alone buying a large number, even if he buys all of himself, it is easy.
Wenren Qianjue smiled lightly, and when she saw Lin Fu's expression, she knew that she had made the right bet.
She "borrowed" His Majesty Seventh Prince, she didn't need him to say anything, all she needed was his natural noble aura.
That kind of thing cannot be faked.
"Come here and prepare food."
Mr.
Lin rubbed his hands and said, "I don't know what you two like to eat.
Let's chat while eating."
Wenren Qianjue waved his hand and stood up lazily: "No need.
We have booked a banquet at Qingwan Tower.
Mr.
Lin, let's come together."
When Lin Fu heard that it was Qing Wanlou, he was even more happy.
Isn't Qingwan Restaurant that famous restaurant recently?
He has wanted to go there for a long time, but because of his status, he doesn't want to sit in the lobby with other people.
As for the reserved rooms, there are always more powerful people booking them.
Can't eat at all "Then let's leave now, let's leave now."
Lin Fu followed in stride.
In an independent wing of Qingwan Building, the table was gradually filled with dishes.
Lin Fu's mouth was almost watering.
He just wished that someone was present and he couldn't feast immediately.
Baili Suye only needed to look at Lin Fu once, that was enough.
Such a low-status person could only sit at the same table with him under such circumstances.
Wenren Qianjue also knew the reason why His Highness did not move his chopsticks.
When the things came up, he personally selected a few things he liked and put them on the plate for him first.
So as not to be touched by Lin Fu.
Baili Suye's eyes fell on the dishes on his plate.
They were arranged cleanly and neatly, and the flavors did not contaminate each other. lips The smile is getting deeper and deeper.
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She does know what she likes.
Wenren Qianjue stretched out her chopsticks to pick.
She had a clean and soft profile, a small nose and tight lips.
She didn't seem very stunning, but the more she looked at her, the more interesting she became.
She was very attractive.
Wenren Qianjue didn't notice her appearance at all.
Half of her hair was hanging down, and she tried hard to break off a piece of fish with her chopsticks.
She looked very serious like a woman picking up food for her lover.
Despite her sharp edge, she now possesses a rare serenity and pleasantness.
There was a warm touch in her ear, and she subconsciously looked back.
The cold fingertips were like bright jade, right next to his ears.
The man looked condescending, stretched out his hand indifferently, and pulled back the disobedient lock of hair beside her ear.
When his fingers touched behind her ears, she felt itchy.
She frowned.
If this kind of action was done by someone else, it must be gentle and touching, so touching.
Why did it come to His Majesty the Seventh Prince?
It was like a gift from the owner to a little pet.
"Are you dissatisfied?"
Baili Suye took back his hand after finishing everything, the smile on his lips was very teasing.
Wenren Qianjue smiled and threw the food in his hand heavily on the plate to His Majesty Seventh Prince: "No."
When Lin Fu saw her moving her chopsticks, he immediately stuffed the delicious food into his mouth and started eating.
He didn't even look at what happened between Wenren Qianjue and Baili Suye.
This person loves to eat.
And the food is very particular.
Wenren Qianjue suppressed her thoughts, stared, and said with a faint smile: "The boss of this place happens to be my friend, would you like to meet Mr.
Lin?"
"Okay, okay," he agreed, still picking up the food and putting it into his mouth.
Wenren Qianjue left the room and walked down the stairs.
If she guessed correctly, Wei Qingwan was the "dead" Meng Qiu Lin Fu loves to eat.
He is a chef.
His understanding of everything and those inexplicable words are not accidental.
Meng Qiu, who everyone thought disappeared, did not disappear in fact.
He just changed his appearance and reappeared in front of them.
As soon as Lin Fu meets him, the truth will be revealed immediately.
"Do you have time?"
Wenren Qianjue knocked on the open door of the kitchen, attracting Wei Qingwan's attention.
When Wei Qing saw that it was her, that charming smile appeared again: "Why, Miss Qianjue is not satisfied with the food?"
In those handsome eyes, a mist-like look was looming.
As soon as the rune appeared today, she also appeared.
Is it a coincidence or something?
He had a bad feeling in his heart.
"No, I'm here with a few friends and want to invite you up to meet us."
Wenren Qianjue said with a smile, "They are very satisfied with your dishes."
Wei Qing looked at her and said nothing for a long time.
Finally, he smiled and took off his apron: "As long as it's what you say, it's fine."
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His words made Wenren Qianjue's eyes darken.
There was not much contact between them.
And the way Wei Qingwan spoke just now was very doting.
After taking off his apron, he was wearing casual and casual clothes.
He didn't look like a man working in the kitchen at all.
He was extremely noble and looked like the boss of Qingwanlou.
Wei Qingwan followed her to the second floor, and Wenren Qianjue opened the door.
"Mr.
Lin, this is the boss of Qingwanlou.
The food we eat is cooked by him."
Wenren Qianjue leaned handsomely on the screen and called Lin Fu who was eating.
Hearing the words "Mr.
Lin", the muscles on Wei Qingwan's face visibly stiffened.
But Wenren Qianjue didn't see it.
Baili Suye calmly narrowed her eyes and took in everything.
She lazily picked up the dishes that the little prey put on the plate for him with her chopsticks, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
Lin Fu raised his head and seemed to be stunned when he saw Wei Qingwan.
No one spoke, and the short period of time was stretched to an infinite length.
Wenren Qianjue waited for Lin Fu to call out Meng Qiu's name and cry out that the dead man was back.
Lin Fu just put on a flattering smile: "Boss Wei is really young and promising.
I heard that all the dishes at Qingwanlou are cooked by Boss Wei himself.
How can someone who can make such good food be so young?"
Wei Qingwan also looked as usual, smiling politely and perfunctorily: "No, Mr.
Lin is too polite."
How could it be possible that Wenren Qianjue seemed to be frozen?
Where did her reasoning go wrong?
Wei Qingwan is not Meng Qiu Countless clues emerged in her mind at the same time.
No matter which clue she followed, the only conclusion she could draw was this.
And seven years ago, Meng Qiu died at the age of seventeen, and today Wei Qingwan looks like he is in his twenties.
Three or four years old.
The timing is also completely consistent.
Wei Qingwan had never formally met Baili Suye, but he was shocked by his demeanor. 88 Those dark night-like eyes lifted up slightly, seeming to sweep over his face.
Cold sweat seeped out from Wei Qing's body, soaking his clothes.
Those eyes made him feel like he was being seen through.
He stiffened his lips and greeted Baili Suye.
Baili Suye was noncommittal and fiddled with the dishes on the plate carelessly.
Afterwards, he casually exchanged greetings with Lin Fu, and Lin Fu also persuaded Wei Qingtuan to sit down and eat together.
Wei Qingtuan said that there were other guests waiting for food, and went out.
Before leaving, he passed by Wenren Qianjue at the screen.
His lowered voice was a little bitter and helpless: "Are you satisfied?"
After Wei Qing took him away, Wenren Qianjue rubbed her head and returned to the table.
Facing Lin Fu who was still eating happily, she had no appetite at all.
My mind was filled with all the things that had happened in the past, and I thought carefully about what was wrong and wrong: