That person was cooking with tenderness and meticulousness, but he was brewing deadly poison.
She had always thought that, wasn't it?
"I can't think of it."
Baili Suye beside him had a dull look on his face and was eating lazily, as if everything was as expected.
For a moment, Wenren Qianjue really wanted to pounce on His Highness, grab his collar and yell: "Do you know something?"
But she also knew very well that she should do this herself.
After His Highness Seventh Prince's words came out, she felt much better.
She took a few bites and said perfunctorily to Lin Fu: "Your distinguished guest has something else to do.
Let's talk some other time."
Lin Fu was enjoying his meal and didn't care at all whether they left or not.
Wei Qingwan stood calmly in the kitchen, watching the retreating figures of Wenren Qianjue and Baili Suye.
Suddenly, the black figure paused for a moment and turned his head slightly.
He could see those indifferent thin lips suddenly raised, as if they had discovered him.
But Baili Suye didn't say anything, turned around and continued walking.
"Boss, Mr.
Lin in the wing on the second floor hopes to make a table for him in the evening.
He will send someone to pick it up."
The young boy walked to Wei Qingwan and explained.
"Really?"
Wei Qing withdrew his gaze, his handsome face filled with confusion: "Tell him that I will personally come to your door in the evening and cook a big meal for him."
The young man was stunned.
Could it be that the restaurant business is no longer needed?
But he still nodded: "Okay."
Wei Qingwan took the kitchen knife handed over by the other chef and cut the vegetables in his hand carefully and gently, as if he were treating his own "qgren".
However, he hoped that what he had in his hands was deadly poison.
After leaving Qingwan Tower, Wenren Qianjue took a deep breath.
Now is not the time to be upset.
Since nothing can be found here, let's start from the fire.
Seven years have passed since an inexplicable fire, and perhaps there are still some clues left.
"Your Highness Seventh, I'm going over there for a walk, thank you."
Wenren Qianjue pursed her lips and greeted Baili Suye.
After her thin figure disappeared, Ouyang Junnuo walked out from the street, with a gentle and affectionate smile, and spoke in a voice like a flowing spring: "Ye, is there anything we want in the cemetery?"
The rose gold frame reflects the sun and exudes noble light.
Baili Suye turned around, and saw three thousand strands of hair hanging down her shoulders like the River Styx, with a peerless profile: "No.
Yelvxiu's mother is not buried there."
"Oh" Ouyang Junnuo smiled: "That's interesting.
No, why would he want to hang out there?"
"Is the person gone?"
Baili Suye elegantly rolled up the sleeves on his hand, and the way he arranged them looked more noble than any noble.
He walked calmly, and after a few steps, there was already a pure black sedan parked in front of him.
The sedan has a simple shape and seems low-key.
If you look carefully, you will find that every inch of wood is made of excellent tribute materials.
The fabric is even better.
There was no one around, and it seemed to be standing there out of thin air.
But people dare not approach.
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Ouyang Junnuo took a few steps to follow: "Let's go.
I just left in the past few days.
It was a little later than I expected.
I still haven't found the purpose of Yelvxiu's coming to Dayin."
He looked at the black sedan with his eyes, and smiled gently: "What night, do you plan to go and see it for yourself?"
"Otherwise" Baili Suye kept walking.
When he walked near the black sedan, someone suddenly seemed to appear and opened the curtain for him.
He leaned forward, and his lean waist, wrapped in black, looked even more fatally tempting.
An Ran sat in the sedan, raised her eyes, and looked at Ouyang Junnuo indifferently.
Slowly, there was an evil curve on her lips: "It's best not to let me find out what he is up to."
With a casual flick of Mingyu-like fingers, the sedan chair was up, the curtains were lowered, and it was walking towards the distance.
Ouyang Junnuo looked at the black sedan going away with a smile, thinking that in this case, should he take care of the little prey for him?
After Wenren Qianjue went out, he went directly to the street that had been destroyed by the fire.
Looking carefully, there are indeed signs of burning, but they are not big.
Some places on the houses are obviously brand new.
They should have been repaired after they were burned down. but She looked at them all afternoon and found that the burned houses all had one thing in common: there were not many burned areas.
In other words, the fire that broke out day and night only burned down the Lan family's house.
She found the old site of the Lan family.
Another house had been built on the site, and the people who lived there had been changed.
"Girl, who are you looking for?"
The door of a small room next door opened, and the old lady came out to pour water and looked at her tremblingly.
Wenren Qianjue smiled: "Madam, this family's surname was originally Lan?"
The old lady looked her up and down: "It happened seven years ago, but people still remember it.
Girl, who are you from the Lan family?"
Wenren Qianjue walked over and said with a smile: "He is a destined person.
Madam, do you know Lan Niannian?"
She knew nothing about the Lan family, but she always felt that it might have something to do with this girl.
Perhaps Wei Qingwan said that what he missed was an old friend.
"Nian Nian" the old lady suddenly felt a little sad: "That girl was very good to the old lady.
Who knew that if she went so early, there would be a big fire?"
Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged woman's voice came from inside: "Mom, who is this?"
The woman came out and saw that the people were unfamiliar.
She immediately grabbed the sad old lady and said, "Mom, how many times have I told you, don't talk to strangers."
With that said, he was about to drag the person into the house.
"Wait a minute."
Wenren Qianjue said calmly, with a clear voice: "You are not afraid that an innocent soul will come to you."
What she said was bluffing.
Isn't that what the maid in the Lin Mansion was afraid of that day.
Sure enough, as soon as she heard what she said, the woman stopped and turned back with gritted teeth: "You can't find it on us even if you look for it.
We don't know where you came from or where you are going back."
Then he slammed the door to his house.
"It's hard to pry your mouth."
Wenren Qianjue touched her nose, half-smiling.
At least one thing has been confirmed.
The fire is inseparable from Lan Niannian.
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Seeing that it was getting late, it was not easy to pursue him at this time, so she planned to come back tomorrow.
With this thought in mind, she raised her eyes and suddenly saw a carriage speeding towards her.
It was almost impossible to escape.
She was about to move when someone beside her suddenly bumped into her with all her strength.
She was knocked away, but the carriage rushed straight towards the man, and in an instant it would run over her head.
At the critical moment, the dagger in her hand flew out, and the handle hit the horse's leg.
The horse suffered pain and ran away.
The carriage did not stop, but the driver lowered his hat, took a sip, and drove away.
Wenren Qianjue stared, that carriage was coming towards him.
Who was in the car?
At the window on the side of the carriage, a pair of bare hands quickly retracted.
She smiled, it turned out to be Wenren Xuexi.
Inside the carriage, Wenren Xuexi frowned, her watery eyes filled with vicious malice.
She hasn't tested that little bitch's skills like this, so she's lucky "Second Miss, where are we going now?"
the coachman's voice came in.
Wenren Xuexi said coldly: "Go back home."
If you don't succeed once, you must not do it a second time, otherwise that little bitch will definitely figure it out.
It doesn't matter, there is still that idiot prefect over there to handle things for him.
Wenren Xuexi fiddled with a rag doll in her hand, with Wenren Qianjue's name written on it and covered with needles.
Wenren Qianjue looked away and saw that the person who had knocked him away just now was actually Wei Qingwan.
"What a coincidence."
She smiled lightly and glanced at his hand, which seemed to have been hit by the carriage: "Is everything okay?"
"It's okay."
Wei Qingwan didn't care too much: "Miss Qianjue, don't think about the mess when you are walking on the street.
Otherwise it will be very dangerous."
He spoke very gently, as if nothing happened during the day.
Wenren Qianjue stared at him.
He had rushed over desperately just now.
If the carriage hadn't dodged in time, he would have been killed under the horse's hooves.
Why did this man sacrifice his life to do this?
"Why did you save me?"
Wenren Qianjue came closer and looked directly into those deep and cunning eyes.
Wei Qing shrugged his shoulders, just smiled nonchalantly, and narrowed his eyes: "Out of instinct, I'm a good person."
He was half joking and half serious.
It's hard to tell which sentence is true and which is false.
Wenren Qianjue didn't say much.
Since he didn't want to say anything, it was useless to ask: "I'll take you back.
Your hand is injured."
There was a touch of tenderness in Wei Qingwan's eyes.
He shook his swollen and bleeding hand: "If it were anyone else, I would say it was a hand, not a foot.
I can walk by myself.
But Miss Qianjue rarely speaks, of course. good."
He smiled, with wheat-colored skin and white teeth, sunny and beautiful.
If the person standing here was not Wenren Qianjue but another girl, she would definitely be fascinated, but Wenren Qianjue would never fall for this.
"Then let's go."
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Her voice was emotionless and she walked ahead.
"Okay."
Behind her, Wei Qingwan's expression felt lonely for a moment.
He raised his eyes and looked at the old address of the Lan family.
Then, with a strange look in his eyes, he followed Wenren Qianjue.
In Qingwan's building, Wenren Qianjue opened his medicine box, took out disinfectant powder, and applied it on him.
Wei Qingwan just looked at her quietly without saying a word, as if he was looking at his lover in love.
"My hand is a little dislocated, bear with me."
Wenren Qianjue said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, his hand made a mistake and pushed his bones back to their original positions.
"Uh" Wei Qingwan couldn't help but hum.
She said goodbye as soon as she said goodbye, as coldly as if she was not a human being.
"Why are you, a big boss of Qingwanlou, doing that on that street?"
Wenren Qianjue finally tied him up with gauze: "Look at this, you won't be able to cook for a few days."
"Someone invited me over to cook."
Wei Qingwan said nonchalantly.
Ask him to come over and hear Ren Qianjue's whole body stagnated in an instant.
She immediately stood up and ran out as fast as flying.
If she had to be fast, there would probably be nothing left behind.
Looking at her running out, Wei Qing's eyes, which were sitting on the soft couch, darkened, and a terrifying layer of black gradually appeared.
She was really the one who pieced together those bones.
Wenren Qianjue didn't care much.
She didn't have any light skills, so she could only hire a carriage as quickly as possible.
A piece of gold was slapped into the driver's hand: "Lin Mansion, hurry up" The carriage ran wildly and she pursed her lips.
When she arrived at the location, she rushed down.
The door was closed and she kicked it open.
There was no one in the front yard where there were many servants.
There was deathly silence in the entire mansion.
Her hand was placed on the ancient sword, and her bandaged hand was tightly held, ready to draw the sword at any time.
Following a strange sound, she found a room that seemed to be a place for banquets.
Terrible gnawing sounds continued to come from inside, as if termites were eating away at the entire room, or like wild animals tearing at raw meat.
She kicked the door open The scene inside is simply hell on earth: