The First Volume of Qinghe County

  Wu Dalang is dead after all?

  How did this guy die?

  Death from illness? Suicide? Murder?

  Where did this guy die?

  Ximen Qing's mind kept popping up with questions like this, but one thing Ximen Qing was certain of was that he hadn't left the house since returning from Qianmen Street. As for sleepwalking and killing someone, it was simply impossible.

  Because in Ximen Qing's arms, there is still a Snowy who clings to him like an octopus, even if he can sleepwalk, it is impossible.

  Ximen Qing had no choice but to wake up Snowy, instructing her with a couple of words. She got dressed and opened the door, only to find Little Sunshine outside with an anxious face and a strange expression as if she was about to burst from holding in her urine.

  "Where is she? Take me there quickly!" Ximen Qing didn't waste any words, this little Tianqing probably only knew that Wu Dalang was dead and wouldn't be able to ask anything out of her. He'd better go ask Pan Jinlian directly!

  "Little one has arrived at the study." Xiaotianqing walked ahead with a lantern to light the way: "Be careful of your step, sir."

  "Good, who else knows?" Ximen Qing thought for a moment and asked again. No matter what the reason was, Pan Jinlian came to his door in the middle of the night, it must not be good. At this time, he should keep a tight lip, the fewer people who know, the better.

  Xiao Tianqing saw the old master ask, and replied without thinking: "The two small servants on night duty at the door, and the housekeeper. But Pan Jinlian looked flustered and refused to speak, and only told Xiao one person after seeing him being called over."

  "Alright." Ximen Qing snatched the lantern and his face looked dark under the dim light: "I'll go to the study myself, you go tell the steward to keep this strictly confidential. If there's any rumor or disturbance outside, let me know and I'll beat them to death one by one!"

  Xiao Tianqing looked at Ximen Qing's serious expression, knowing that her master was not joking, and secretly shivered, silently nodding and touching the black went away.

  Ximen Qing arrived at the front and saw that a kerosene lamp had been lit in the study on the other side. From the outside, he could see a person's shadow moving back and forth inside the room.

  Pan Jinlian seems to be quite frightened.

  Ximen Qing approached the door and knocked lightly twice. From inside, a low, startled cry came from Pan Jinlian: "Who... who is outside?"

  "Sixth lady, it's me!" Ximen Qing hadn't even finished speaking when the door was pushed open by Pan Jinlian, and she flew into his arms like a bird returning to its nest.

  "Master, you've finally arrived..." Pan Jinlian's tears, which she had been holding back for so long, burst forth: "Husband, he..."

  "Sixth lady, don't be impatient, there are many people in the mansion with prying eyes, let's go inside and sit down to talk slowly." Ximen Qing hugged Pan Jinlian into the study, closing the door behind them.

  Call Pan Jinlian to sit well, Ximen Qing simply extinguished the oil lamp, leaving only a faint light of the lantern. Even if someone outside was peeking, they wouldn't know who was inside the room.

  "You separate things from us until Wu Dalang's death. Tell me everything from start to finish, don't miss any details." Ximen Qing asked very calmly.

  At this moment, it is necessary to start from the beginning and piece together all the details in order for Ximen Qing to grasp the overall situation and make a decision and take appropriate action.

  Ximen Qing deeply understood that the key was not in Zhu Qian, the old fox who took bribes, but rather in Wu Song, the heroic tiger-beating Wu Erlang!

  Nowadays, Qinghe County has a lot of rumors about himself and Pan Jinlian, one thing was spread for several times, I'm afraid it's not the truth anymore.

  When Wu Song hears that his brother is dead, he will definitely turn the streets upside down and ask for clues with a knife. Inside, Wu Song is doing just that, so Ximen Qing won't give false hope. From now on, all actions must be cautious.

  "Are all the details?" Pan Jinlian's face turned slightly red, feeling that some things were hard to mention. Wu Dalang was unknown whether he had drunk too much wine and gone crazy, actually letting Yu Ge come "complete the mission"!

  "Every detail." Ximen Qing looked at Pan Jinlian's eyes very seriously: "This way I can... help you."

  Pan Jinlian looked at Ximen Qing who was extremely serious and began to calm down, recalling the situation at that time, slowly telling what had happened.

  Without interrupting in the slightest, Ximen Qing listened quietly to this bizarre story that had reached an extreme, thought seriously for a moment, and then said to Pan Jinlian: "Wu Dalang's psychology...this twisted soul of a man deserved his death. Sixth Lady, why must you be heartbroken?"

  "Ah?" Pan Jinlian was momentarily stunned, and Ximen Qing continued: "Fortunately, Sixth Sister, you learned some self-defense skills, otherwise..."

  Pan Jinlian originally felt a little guilty on the way, blaming herself for kicking too hard with one leg. It wasn't until now that she came to her senses and understood Ximen Qing's meaning.

  At that critical moment, if he didn't have the defensive skill and the forceful kick, his body would have been humiliated, Wu Dalang's mind had already twisted to a bizarre extent, what was the point of blaming himself?

  "Now that the night watch patrol has passed by, you'd better not go back yet." Ximen Qing continued to say: "You can spend the night here with me tonight, and I'll take care of things from now on."

  "Overnight?" Pan Jinlian was taken aback, could it be that Ximen Qing wanted her already?

  "Don't misunderstand." Ximen Qing saw Pan Jinlian's hesitation: "I'll go and arrange a room for you... No, the fewer people involved in this matter, the better."

  "Come with me." Ximen Qing picked up the lantern: "Tonight, you'll stay with my concubine Snow together. Firstly, to prevent any news from leaking out, and secondly, I'm also afraid that you might be scared alone."

  Pan Jinlian quietly followed Ximen Qing's footsteps, feeling extremely grateful for Ximen Qing's thoughtful arrangements and realizing that she had truly misunderstood.

  Ximen Qing led Pan Jinlian to the small building in the backyard where Xue'er lived, looked at the dim light inside, nodded: "Sixiangniang, you go in yourself, I will go to the study room, think carefully about the next arrangement."

  Pan Jinlian nodded silently, since she had already arrived here, she could only wait for Ximen Qing's arrangement.

  "Old master, you're back!" In the dim light, Xue'er turned her face around, somewhat surprised: "You are...Jinlian sister!"

  The old man is really something, going out at midnight, why didn't he come himself, but instead sent in a Pan Jinlian?

  Pan Jinlian nodded slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed. This room was much better than her own small building, and she didn't know what kind of incense had been lit, but there was a faint fragrance that was soft and not overpowering, which calmed Pan Jinlian's heart.

  "You must be Xue Er's sister." Pan Jinlian walked to the bedside, looking at Xue Er who was obviously several years younger than herself, and slowly sat down.

  "Sister Jinlian, you've blown out the oil lamp, come to bed and let's have a good chat." Xue'er saw that Pan Jinlian was still a bit tense, so she smiled and said: "It's warm under the quilt, come on!"

  The oil lamp was gently blown out, and Pan Jinlian took off her outer clothes and got into bed, and it was indeed warm.

  "Could it be that Ximen Qing was just lying in this quilt a moment ago?" Pan Jinlian thought to herself, sniffing the fragrant scent of the quilt.

  Suddenly, a smooth and hot body like an octopus wrapped around Pan Jinlian: "Ah, sister's body is so cold, Xue'er will warm you up."

  Pan Jinlian was slightly surprised and touched Xue'er's body, only to find that she wasn't wearing any clothes: "Sister, why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

  Xue Er Ge Ge smiled and replied: "Not wearing clothes to sleep is comfortable, this is what Old Master said."

  "Besides, isn't this inconvenient?" Xue'er whispered again in Pan Jinlian's ear: "Master likes this tune the most, sister, you should take it off too."

  "What?" Pan Jinlian, who had not yet come to her senses, was already invaded by Xue'er's demonic claws.

  Underwear was thrown out of the quilt by Xue'er, Pan Jinlian desperately protected the last small belly wrap on her body: "Sister, spare sister, leave one for sister."

  "How can that be?" Xue Er said with a sly face in the darkness: "If you've done it, you have to do it thoroughly."

  As she spoke, Xue'er reached out and touched Pan Jinlian's armpit, taking advantage of her ticklishness and sudden relaxation, Xue'er quickly pulled off the small bellyband as well, tightly embracing Pan Jinlian.

  "You little rascal..." Pan Jinlian slept naked for the first time, and it was with Xue'er who also slept naked, embracing each other. Soon, a strange feeling surged up in her heart...

  "Sister, do you think Father will be angry if he finds out that Xue'er took the initiative?" Xue'er suddenly reached out and touched: "Sister, yours is so big, I'm really envious."

  "What's this and that?" Pan Jinlian was suddenly enlightened by Xue'er's words, her face flushing: "What's with the 'first hand' and 'later hand', sister don't talk nonsense."

  To be honest, after Xue's disturbance, Pan Jinlian's original messy emotions suddenly disappeared, and instead she couldn't help but reach out to touch her back.

  "Although this is small, but the elasticity is also good."

  "Hehe, still sister's good, can't bear to let go." Xue'er imitated Xi Menqing's technique and touched it gently, pinching it lightly.

  "Ah, you're still pinching!" The quilt was originally not very big, and Pan Jinlian dodged and slipped out of the quilt. She immediately felt a bit chilly, her white body shivering twice, and quickly crawled back in to retaliate against Xue'er...

  If Ximen Qing knew what Pan Jinlian and Yuxiang were doing now, he would definitely regret his arrangement! However, he is now in the study room with a worried face, writing and drawing on a piece of paper under the oil lamp to help him think.

  Ximen Qing estimated that Wu Dalang's body had already been taken away, waiting for the coroner to come and perform an autopsy tomorrow. But with today's autopsy technology, what could be found out? At most, a sentence "death from external injury", anyway, the fragments on Wu Dalang's forehead were obvious.

  As for the famous Song Ci, even if he were born now, it would be impossible to prove that Wu Dalang was rolled down from the stairs, let alone prove that it was Yu Ge who was kicked by Pan Jinlian and rolled down the stairs.

  Wait, is that you, Brother Yu?