The next day is three o'clock.

Han Qinhu knocked on the gate of Yang's house.

When Yang Feng heard that the person who came yesterday was coming again, he was furious and really regarded Yang's house as his own home. So he hurried to greet him and asked, "I dare to ask the official, what's the matter? Haven't you asked all the questions?"

"My son has something important to discuss with Mrs. Yang, so I came to ask Mrs. Yang to move. It has nothing to do with you, just let me give in." Han Qinhu said.

Yang Feng frowned and felt unhappy: "Please ask my aunt to go out? No! My aunt is mourning at home and cannot go out to see anyone casually, which is not etiquette."

"This is an order! The witnesses are summoned to question regularly. If you refuse to obey the order, are you hiding something?" Han Qin glared.

Because of yesterday's incident, Yang Feng had already hated Yang Shuang, so he naturally did not want his beloved Pan Cailian to meet Yang Shuang alone. He did nothing. If the two of them hooked up, it would be a loss of his wife and a loss of troops.

"What a bullshit order? The murder case has been settled. Don't threaten me with inquiries!" Yang Feng shouted angrily.

Han Qinhu immediately kicked Yang Feng out and hit Yang Feng's chest. He only used a little effort, so Yang Feng only took a few steps back and was not injured.

"My young master is for business, not private matters. You kid are unwilling to cooperate. What is your intention?" Han Qinhu asked deliberately.

Yang Feng was so angry that he wanted to fight back. At this moment, Pan Cailian came over.

"Stop it! Lord Sizhi came to Yi County for the murder of his deceased husband. Since there is something to ask, he naturally has to cooperate. Yang Feng should not be reckless." Pan Cailian warned.

Yang Feng frowned and was about to have an attack, but when he saw Pan Cailian's eyes, he remembered yesterday's conversation and understood that continuing to resist would reveal the problem even more, so he could only swallow his anger and responded: "Then I must accompany my aunt!"

Pan Cailian looked at Han Qinhu and asked, "Can Yang Feng accompany the private woman?"

"Of course." Han Qinhu did not refuse.

In this way, Pan Cailian got on the carriage and the group came to the inn.

At this time, Yang Shuang was practicing calligraphy in the house. Han Qinhu invited Pan Cailian into the room and then blocked Yang Feng outside the door.

Yang Feng could not beat Han Qinhu, so he stayed outside the door, watching Pan Cailian and Yang Shuang live in the same room, and could only prick up their ears and listen carefully to the situation inside the room.

God, I hope I can't hear that damn slut and the sound of rapid breathing.

"Pan Cailian, a civilian woman, met with Lord Sizhi, and didn't know what to do?" Pan Cailian couldn't understand Yang Shuang's intention, but being called here made her feel worried. This person is also a lustful person. Could it be that he is greedy and wants to occupy himself?

Yang Shuang looked up when she heard the sound and glanced at Pan Cailian.

Today she is still in plain clothes, but she has changed her style and has a light makeup on her face.

The makeup is very shallow, vague, but just right.

The husband is in a new state of demise and is in a mood to put on light makeup, which shows the woman's scheming.

And during the process of raising your eyes, the ink on the pen fell on the paper, causing the roll to be cut.

"What a pity..." Yang Shuang looked at the masterpiece and said regretfully.

Pan Cailian looked at the table, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but walk over.

"What a delicate small calligraphy of a hairpin!" Pan Cailian praised her and then read the content on the paper: "As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet."

Her eyes lit up and she praised: "What a beautiful poem! The jade dew is stained with green leaves, the golden wind sings with plain branches, the golden wind and jade dew are made of heaven, and the great man is a talented person, I wonder what the next sentence is?"

Yang Shuang raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Sister Pan is also a talented woman! It's not impossible for me to read the next chapter, but I can't read it for nothing. Will Sister Pan give me some rewards?"

Pan Cailian looked at the poem written in small regular script of the hairpin, and liked it in her heart, and replied: "The civilian woman has nothing to do, and she has nothing to take out."

"No, no, Sister Pan has many treasures, but she is shy and reluctant to take them out!" Yang Shuang blinked at her.

Pan Cailian sneered in her heart. She was very confident in her appearance. As long as she was a man, she would fall under her pomegranate skirt.

Since I plan to leave Yixian and go to Kyoto, I can use the man in front of me.

Thinking of this, Pan Cailian's cheeks turned red and her face looked shy: "Where is a civilian woman who is so old and committed to others, how can she be worthy of adults? Don't worry about my family."

Yang Shuang swallowed her saliva, and I have to say that this woman's charming skills are indeed amazing. The young woman opened her legs and the man was tired of her mouth.

"Sister Pan misunderstood? The reward I mentioned is the jade hairpin on your head." Yang Shuang suddenly said seriously.

Pan Cailian was stunned, and her embarrassing expression flashed, and then she returned to nature. Then she took off the jade hairpin on her head and presented it with both hands.

Yang Shuang picked up the jade hairpin and then picked up the pen to complete the poem: "It is better than countless people in the world."

This time, Yang Shuang used cursive script.

The small regular script of hairpin is Yang Shuang learned in her previous life, specifically to make her sister. Yang Shuang was proficient in cursive script in this life, and was also mastered by everyone. Her calligraphy skills were very high and praised by many great scholars.

Pan Cailian looked at the poem, her pupils shrank, as if she had thought of unexpected things.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Yang Shuang noticed Pan Cailian's strangeness.

Pan Cailian suddenly returned to calm and said with a smile: "I just think this poem is too beautiful, there is no problem... Today, the adults summoned the civilian woman, but I don't know what happened?"

Yang Shuang laughed and said casually: "It's nothing, I just tossed and turned last night, and Mrs. Yang always looked like she was wearing no clothes in her mind."

As an old driver, Yang Shuang's driving skills are guaranteed to be first-class, not too naughty, and not too naughty.

The purpose of meeting Pan Cailian today is mainly to stimulate Yang Feng. To solve the case, letting Yang Feng show his own strength is the best way at the moment, so this is a provocation method.

Secondly, teasing Pan Cailian adds some stimulation to life.

As the saying goes, it is better to go to the palace to be lewd than to be lustful. Men are not perverted and stay in the world in vain.

But next, Yang Shuang actually met an opponent.

Not only was Pan Cailian not annoyed, she joked: "Sir, you are really good at joking. You have never seen me as if she is not wearing clothes!"

"Haha..." Yang Shuang laughed and added: "As long as she has a deep imagination, it doesn't matter if she wears clothes, she can imagine a few hairs."

Pan Cailian said shyly: "Sir, I don't know how shameful."

At this moment, it seems that Neptune met the queen of the sea.

One wave is stronger than the other.

......

Poor Yang Feng outside the house leaned his head and listened. He didn't hear it sincerely, but he heard something faintly!

“Both…reward…”

"No clothes..."

"Sir, I don't know how shameless..."

One by one, the scenes began to be filled in his mind, and as the imagination polished, a volume of his dream move emerged.

The male lead is Yang Shuang and the female lead is Pan Cailian.

“Huhu…”

At this moment, Yang Feng gasped like a cow, his eyes red from anger.
Chapter completed!