Cheng Ying’s eyes slightly converged, a trace of bleak emotion flew across the bottom of his eyes, yet it disappeared in just an instant as he directly placed the ledger into her hands and smiled faintly, “If I must find a reason, perhaps …… you are very much like the person I’m looking for.”
“Hmm?”Su Miao said, “What person, perhaps I can help you find?”
“…… No need.”
The man lowered his eyes, with if anything, frustration.
Su Miao also did not force himself, “Then thank you for the account book.”
Cheng Ying hooked his lips, his face returned to the gentle smile when he first met, “It is fate to know each other, no need to be polite, go back.”
This time he did not follow.
However, Su Miao could still detect that ten steps behind her, there was always a gaze watching her until she stepped into the palace gate.
…………
The assassin was taken care of.
The account book was also available.
As long as Su Mingyuan was willing to loosen up, she was confident that she could take him out of the assassination matter.
Su Miao suddenly felt very relaxed, holding the account book as she walked faithfully on her way back to Changle Palace.
But soon, the relaxed expression on her face disappeared.
The bright yellow figure stood just ten paces away from her, coldly looking at her, its cold and ghostly gaze darker than tonight’s night sky.
Su Miao stopped her steps and just looked at him from a distance away.
The four eyes were facing each other, and the man never moved.
Su Miao to return to Changle Palace and must go from the fork in the road in front of him, skimmed his mouth, then had to re-step legs.
Only when he was almost in front of him did he open his mouth, “Where did you go just now?”
Su Miao did not look at him, and coldly said, “The Ministry of Justice’s prison.”
“Who did you see?”
“The assassin, my parents.”
“And?”
“………”
Su Miao twisted her head, looking at his handsome face that appeared more and more cold, hard and rigid due to his tightness, this time, but did not directly answer his question, but instead asked back with a smile or not, “Your Majesty, you didn’t send anyone to follow me?”
Di Bei Yu looked at her with a sideways glance and an expressionless face, “You met Cheng Ying.”
A sure and cold tone.
Su Miao let out an oh sound and lightly said, “Since you tracked and know the result, why bother asking me?”
“I give you the opportunity to go out of the palace, give you the opportunity to enter the Ministry of Criminal Affairs to see your parents and even the assassin …… is not to let you go to see other men!”
“………”
Su Miao gave a cold laugh, “Thank you for the emperor’s grace.”
“Su Miao!”He suddenly sank his voice.
His eyes swept over the thing she was holding in her hand, the man’s eyes turned cold, and somehow the thought came up that she must not have brought anything with her when she left the palace, and that whatever this thing was must have been given to her by Cheng Ying.
Even if he hadn’t actually sent anyone to follow her, he knew.
“What is it?”
The burning gaze stared at the thing in her hand, Su Miao’s face changed, subconsciously wanting to back away.
But the man didn’t give her another chance to back away, directly pulling the ledger from her hand.
“Di Beiyu!”She couldn’t hold back.
Those three long-lost words came out of her mouth, and the man’s movements stopped for a split second.
The knot in his throat rolled before he turned over the item in his hand.
On it were those unseemly dealings of the Extinction Palace, involving quite a few officials in the dynasty, and it even included the last assassination.
However, that name was not Su Mingyuan.
Su Miao this thing was meant to be shown to him, so although she wanted to snatch it back when he grabbed it, at the moment, she didn’t move anymore.
“See?”
