The little girl is quite like a hedgehog on weekdays, and is obedient to the person she likes, and will thorns all over her body to the person she doesn't like.

But today, it shrinks into a ball, as fragile as if it was injured.

Tears wet his chest, and his clothes were soaked and pressed against his warm skin.

Song Huai's palm slowly patted Chen Qianzhao's thin and slightly trembling shoulders, and his heart was also tugged into a ball. Until the little girl in her arms was calmer, he deliberately lowered her voice and asked, "A Zhao, what happened?"

Chen Qianzhao raised his face from his arms to look at him, and his wet eyes crashed into his careless dark eyes. She bit her lower lip, "Why are you here?"

Song Huai has not come to find her for a long time. Since she found out that the news in the city was Song Huai who was fueling the fire, she did not go to seek punishment, but wanted Song Huai to come to her to explain clearly.

But after these few days, he had no intention of coming to find him. Instead, he heard from the spy installed in the East Factory of Ruyi Building that he had been very busy for cleaning up the stall left by Song Yu in the past few days.

There are many rumors, and they all say that Song Huai will be the new governor soon.

Chen Qianzhao's eyes fell on Song Huai's face and looked carefully, wanting to see if he had the idea of ​​becoming the governor.

In his previous life, after Song Yu's death, Song Huai did not take over as the governor, and not long after, his death was heard.

But Chen Qianzhao no longer knows whether those things will happen as usual.

Wait... In the last life, when Song Yu died, he did not resign and was still the governor of the East Factory.

But this time, Song Yu resigned.

Is there something special happening in the meantime that has led to such a big change?

Song Huai's warm hand held Chen Qianzhao's somewhat cold little hand. He noticed the chill in her palm. Song Huai couldn't help but hold her hand tightly, trying to convey some temperature and warm the cold little hand in her hand.

"Xie Lin came to me and said that I can't rest assured that you have encountered something, so come and take a look."

He explained.

But Xie Lin did not tell him what had happened.

But since it is something that can affect the girl's emotions, it must be not a trivial matter.

But today, he could clearly feel that Xie Lin's attitude towards him had changed a little, and seemed a little dissatisfied.

The tone of speaking was not as easy-going as usual.

Song Huai probably understood Xie Lin's personality, and it must be for no reason that he did this.

Song Huai just thought about it and knew why, but he just didn't know if the little girl knew it too.

But looking at the little girl in front of me, I seemed to be unaware of it.

Chen Qianzhao was stunned, so Song Huai came to find him today because Xie Er went to find him today.

Chen Qianzhao felt a little disappointed.

"Recently, I found out that my mother did not die of illness, but someone was assassinated."

Song Huai was stunned and soon figured out whether she was in such an mood today.

When Chen Qianzhao mentioned the first queen, Song Huai couldn't help but think of his biological mother, Su Yun.

Many people and many things seem to be unrelated, but if you look into it in depth, you will find that one link will be linked.

Song Huai was probably able to understand Chen Qianzhao's mood at this moment, but he didn't know how to comfort him. He could only pat her on the shoulder again and asked, "Did you find out who the person who was the one who was under the assassination?"

Chen Qianzhao's eyes suddenly became cold, "Concubine Shu, Lu Xuehe."

The night outside was silent and the candles in the hall were brightly lit.

Even though Chen Qianzhao could control the murderous intent in his heart, Song Huai still felt a bloodthirsty spirit from her.

She didn't want Song Huai to feel that she was a bloodthirsty person, just like, she didn't want her father and brother who had always spoiled her to know about these things she had been doing.

People always care about things.

Even though Chen Qianzhao has been around for a thousand years, he still wants to leave a good impression in the eyes of those who care about it.

Instead of a cruel executioner.

Song Huai patted her shoulder comfortably, "Did you think about what to do?"

The little girl is smart and she understands most things clearly. She has her own opinions when encountering anything.

I guess she has figured out a solution to this matter.

To Song Huai's surprise, Chen Qianzhao shook his head, "No, it's been more than ten years. It's too difficult for the people in the palace to come and go and try to find out what happened back then."

If Xie Er hadn't stopped him today, I'm afraid that he would have killed the only Madam Zhang who seemed to be in a state of mind.

After that, there was no evidence of death and no more investigation.

Song Huai was thinking, indeed, more than ten years have passed, and Chen Qianzhao wanted to investigate again, so he wanted to find out who was informed or involved in that year.

But there are too many changes, it is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Even if the little girl has Ruyi Tower, she would have to investigate the affairs in the palace, but Ruyi Tower could not help at all.

Song Huai's eyes were slightly darker, "If you find someone and need my help, just say it to me."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qianzhao raised his little face, his eyes slightly complicated. Looking at Song Huai, his originally red eyes, at this moment, had a look of grievance even if he didn't say anything.

"When will I tell you all?"

Song Huai's thin lips bent slightly, "It's always."

Chen Qianzhao couldn't help but clench his fingertips, and a burst of pain came from the wound in his palm. She stared at Song Huai, "But if I can't find you, how can I tell you?"

Chen Qianzhao suddenly said this, which made Song Huaixin jump violently.

In an instant, her eyes returned to their usual clear appearance, but it made Song Huai's heart storm.

He was a little panicked, and the little girl's eyes seemed to see through what she was thinking in her heart.

Facing Chen Qianzhao's gaze, Song Huai pursed his thin lips tightly, "Why do you ask this?"

Chen Qianzhao is as meticulous as silk, not to mention that he is particularly concerned about Song Huai.

How could Song Huai hide his strangeness?

She smiled, "It's just a nightmare."

Song Huai immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could say anything, Chen Qianzhao asked again,

"So, will you let me not find it?"

Her fair and cool fingers clung to the collar of Song Huai's collar, and her red eyes looked at Song Huai with tears that had just passed away.

It was like an invisible hand, grasping Song Huai's heart with force.

His heart was extremely calm.

Facing Chen Qianzhao's gaze, Song Huai moved his lips, and for a while, he didn't say a word.

He couldn't answer.

Chen Qianzhao's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

She gently climbed up Song Huai's neck with her fingertips, and firmly penetrated into his arms, with her chin resting on his broad shoulders, and asked in a deep voice, "Song Huai, are you hiding something from me?"

Song Huai was stiff and didn't want to lie to her. He responded, "Yes."

Chen Qianzhao's fingertips tightened slightly, and his heart, which had originally sunk to the bottom of the valley, began to cheer up again...

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