Liang He and Yan Ling don’t care much about these things. But they also consider that Hong’ye is a girl after all and it is not very convenient for Liang He, an adult man, to be in Hong’ye’s room.
It will embarrass both of them if he accidentally sees something improper for him to see. They just want to ask a few question anyway. It’s not necessary for them to do that in Hong’ye’s room.
“It doesn’t matter. In that case, let’s just do it here.” Yan Ling says understandingly without saying much.
After seeing Hong’ye nods, Yan Ling asks, “Is that you who have been responsible for the herb decoction for your lady all the time?”
Hong’ye nods and then says in a crying voice, “Her Ladyship said she couldn’t trust others, so I have done these things for her all the time. But I couldn’t imagine that she…”
Yan Ling observes Hong’ye’s reaction carefully. Her sadness doesn’t seem to be pretended. So she sighs and continues,”We were about to check the herb residue, but heard that you disposed of it early in the morning. What’s going on?”
Hong’ye shudders when she hears that, then she says shivering,”I… Her Ladyship’s herbs should have been changed for new ones, so I threw away the dregs early in the morning. But before I made the new herb decoction, I found Lady Yiyi dead in her own bed.”
Yan Ling frowns. This statement is almost the same as what she has learned before. But she just feels that something is wrong. Judging from the current situation, Hong’ye is indeed the most suspicious person.
Yan Ling looks down and sees that Hong’ye’s hand is covered with soil and is seeping blood. She asks fast, “What is wrong with your hand?”
Hong’ye looks down at her hands and immediately puts them behind her back. She says nervously, “My finger was accidentally cut by a stone when I turned up the soil. Sorry to have dirtied your eyes, My Lady.”
Getting nothing from Hong’ye, Liang He and Yan Ling don’t continue to investigate in Imperial Censor Bai’s Mansion. Instead, they plan to go back to the Crown Prince’s Mansion and discuss it before making further plans.
“I still think there’s something wrong with Hong’ye.” Yan Ling is already quite familiar with the Crown Prince’s Mansion now, where she sits in a chair and says with her head tilted.
Liang He smiles. Handing her a cup of tea, he says, “Indeed. What do you think is wrong with her?”
Yan Ling shakes her head. If she had found it out, she wouldn’t have been as miserable as now.
Liang He taps his slender fingers on the table and then says, “Generally speaking, the herbs should be changed each day. When Bai Yiyi went back yesterday, it should almost be night time when she drank the herb decoction. The herbs were boiled only once. Why should they be changed?”
His words suddenly enlighten Yan Ling. She furrows her brows and says, “So part of the words said by Hong’ye must be lying. Either she’s the murderer, or she’s hiding something for the real murderer. ”
Liang He nods and then says in an uncertain tone, “When you mentioned going to her room, she overreacted. Maybe there is still something hidden in her room.”
Yan Ling jumps up immediately and says anxiously, “Then why didn’t you suggest searching her room?”
With a smiles, Liang He asks Yan Ling to sit down first. Then he continues,”Like you said, it’s inconvenient for me to go into a girl’s room. What’s more, it’s just my guess. What if there’s nothing in it?”
Yan Ling also calms down. She looks at Liang He with doubt and says slowly, “In addition to this, didn’t you get anything else prepared?”
On hearing this, Liang He smiles carelessly and says a little proudly,”As expected, I can’t hide anything from you. I’ve already sent someone to monitor her yard. No movement of her can escape the sight of my subordinates.”
Yan Ling nods with relief. After recalling for a while, she wonders,”Besides the overreaction to the mention of entering her room, her reaction is also very intense when I saw her hand hurt.”
While saying this, Yan Ling pulls at her slightly wrinkled sleeves. Then she calls out “Ouch”.
“What’s wrong?” Liang He is alarmed. He stands up immediately and walks quickly to Yan Ling.
There is a cut on Yan Ling’s hand which is seeping blood. In Liang He’s loving and shocked eyes, it seems that something has suddenly occurred to Yan Ling. She searches in her sleeve with the other hand and takes the piece of broken bowl out
Regardless of the cut on her hand, Yan Ling says excitedly, “I think I’ve figured out where the wound on Hong’ye’s hand has come from. I found this in the corner of Bai Yiyi’s room. If it didn’t cut my hand, I almost forgot about it. ”
Yan Ling says thrillingly without noticing that Liang He’s face is getting darker. Liang He completely ignores what Yan Ling is talking about and grabs Yan Ling’s finger in his hand.
Before Yan Ling responds, Liang He puts the fair-complexioned tender finger into his mouth and sucks off the blood on her finger with the tip of his tongue.
Yan Ling is stupefied at first. She only feels her finger is wrapped by the warm and moist mouth. The wound is being sucked by Liang He and she feels a slight tingling and somehow itching feeling. It seems that the feeling extends to right up to her heart from her fingertip.
Yan Ling blushes. She withdraws her finger and lowers her head. For a moment, she doesn’t know what to say.
On the contrary, Liang He looks like nothing has happened. He pulls the handkerchief from Yan Ling’s hand and carefully wraps up her injured finger and then ties a knot.
After finishing all these, Liang He holds Yan Ling’s shoulders and forces her to look into his eyes. Then he says slowly, stressing each word, “I don’t want you ever to get yourself hurt so carelessly any more in the future. No matter what, you are the most important.”
Hearing this, Yan Ling is at a loss of words. It is just a little cut on her finger which bleeds a little. It’s definitely not as serious as Liang He has said.
However, it is such a “fuss” that Yan Ling enjoys very much and feels inexplicably happy in the heart.
“Don’t worry. I know. It won’t happen again. I promise.” Yan Ling promises with eyes on Liang He, her voice low but very firm.
Seeing the obedient and cute-looking Yan Ling at this time, Liang He nods his head satisfactorily and lets go of Yan Ling before he goes back to his seat.
“Shall we go to my master’s? If Bai Yiyi was poisoned, maybe he can help.” Yan Ling looks at Liang He carefully and asks in a slightly tentative tone.
Sure Liang He has a lot of capable people in command. Yan Ling’s suggestion to visit her master just reveals her attempt to relax their relationship.