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"Take him down first." Xing Zhimo said to Zuo Xia.
"Yes." Zuo Xia hurriedly helped You Qi back to his room, where the doctor was already waiting.
After Zuo Xia had comforted You Qi, Zuo Xia withdrew and returned to Xing Zhimo's room again.
"Sir, You Qi cannot be entirely blamed for this matter. I only just found out that those people want to deal with you." Zuo Xia lowered his head and said to the master in front of him.
Xing Zhimo didn't know that at this time, he was back to being the emotionless Mr. Xing before. He said coldly: "Can you find out who those people are?"
Zuo Xia said: "I found this at the scene."
As he said that, he took out a strange-shaped knife from his arms. The word "Xuan" was engraved on the knife.
Xing Zhimo took the knife, frowned and asked, "Xuanwu soldiers?"
This Xuanwu soldier had killed Shen Wanqing before, and when they investigated, many things pointed to this Xuanwu soldier.
But, how dare these people? In broad daylight, I want his life!
" Moreover, it would be too obvious to directly use Xuanwu soldiers' weapons.
Xing Zhimo narrowed his eyes slightly and said to Zuo Xia, "Get a pen and paper."
"yes."
He wants to write a letter to Master Zhuo. Maybe he can help him check this matter.
Watching Zuo Xia send the letter out, Xing Zhimo rubbed his swollen temples, but then he heard a knock at the door.
He thought it was Zuo Xia who had left and returned, frowned and said coldly: "What else is there?"
No one answered at the door. He was about to stand up and take a look, but found that his head was held down by someone, and there was a familiar fragrance of orchids coming from behind.
He turned his head in surprise and saw Yan Wanxi staring at him with a smile. He grabbed her hand and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"
Yan Wanxi took her hand away from his and continued to press his temples while saying, "I miss you."
Xing Zhimo felt his cheeks were getting hot, and his ears were flushed. He coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, "Your family agreed?"
Yan Wanxi liked seeing his shy look, so she deliberately leaned into his ear and whispered, "Well, they all agreed."
The lips brushed against his ear, which made Xing Zhimo stiffen. Except for one part of his body, no other part could move.
Yan Wanxi also noticed something was wrong with him and thought something was wrong with him, so she asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Xing Zhimo felt a little disappointed when he noticed that Yan Wanxi's hand did not touch his forehead, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. He quietly pulled the quilt from the bed and covered his legs.
He coughed a few times and said in a low voice: "Ahem, it seems, it seems a little cold."
Yan Wanxi looked at the window facing him, and without doubting that he was there, she walked to the window and helped him close the window.
Then he walked to sit opposite him, looked at him and asked, "Do you know Master Fang from Puhua Temple?"
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He still remembered that Master Fang was not in Puhua Temple at this time. The last time they went there, the young monks said that their abbot had gone on a wandering trip, and they didn't know when he would come back.
¡°I don¡¯t know if Mr. Zou knows about this person.¡± Yan Wanxi put her hand on her chin and muttered.
When Xing Zhimo heard this, he was also a little confused and asked: "What are you doing, Master Xunfang?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com