"Brother, help me comb my hair."

Early in the morning, after playing the helpless drama of the goddess of high cold all night, Xiaowu finally recovered her usual sister's appearance.

She sat in front of the dressing table with a soft and satisfied face.

In his hand is the purple wood comb passed to her by his mother, which has been well kept by Qin Jian.

Qin Jian picked up the comb from her palm, stood behind her and helped her comb her long hair little by little.

In fact, she doesn't need to comb, because she's not an ordinary person. She won't tie a knot without combing her hair all day, and she won't comb her hair all week like killing a pig

Her long hair is always smooth, soft and well-defined.

But Qin Jian didn't do it perfunctorily, because he knew that combing her hair was not something Xiaowu had to do every day, it was just a manifestation of her intimacy with herself.

Embracing each other, waking up together, sitting at the window and combing her hair in the light of the morning, this is the life she has always dreamed of.

"Brother... Will we be together forever..."

The breeze blew from the window lattice, blew a few strands of her hair, gently brushed Qin Jian's face, and made him close his eyes.

"Yes... I promise..." he said deeply.

"Creak."

When they packed up and walked out of the door, they saw Zhu Zhuqing leaning on the doorpost alone, looking at this side with both hands.

Before Qin Jian said hello, she suddenly raised her hand and tore down the two on her head. Then she looked at Qin Jian and said, "I want you to comb your hair, too."

Xiaowu's expression was instantly fierce: "combing my hair is my exclusive!"

As a result, Zhu Zhuqing ignored her at all. He went directly to Qin Jian and raised his cold face: "Qin Jian, can you also comb my hair?"

Qin Jian's cheek shook: "Zhuqing, I can't do it..."

"I'll teach you."

She directly took Qin Jian's hand, took him into her room and closed the door.

Dance: "

I combed my hair for another hour.

As for why it took so long, it may be that a little cat was so attractive that Qin Jian couldn't help holding down a morning exercise, which even led them to be a little late for the master's throne passing ceremony

"It's interesting that they don't have any constraints. It seems that they don't intend to raise you openly..."

After the ceremony, several people returned to the hospital.

Qin Jian played with the master's order made of gold and jade and said thoughtfully: "it seems that they are very confident in the control of the family. They want to keep your instructions from going out of the door... You are the master in the open, but Zhu Youling is the master in the dark..."

"What am I going to do next?" Zhu Zhuqing asked.

Qin Jian said with a smile, "there are many things that a family owner can do. When everyone's interests are tied to you, no one will follow suit... So let's announce that you have become an inspector of the whole Xingluo Empire Wulin college."

"Yes."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded and went out, but Qin Jian grabbed his hand: "wait, there's one more thing to do first."

"What?" she asked back.

Qin Jian smiled: "have lunch."

Zhu Zhuqing: "

"Commander, this is their lunch."

On the big table, the ghost leopard Douluo has ordered the waitresses to set the lunch.

There is more and more sense of sight of the big servant girl

"Did you find anything?"

Qin Jian asked them to sit down and asked, "is there a problem with the meal?"

The ghost leopard Douluo shook his head and said, "I didn't find it."

"It's normal. They won't do such a low-level thing as poisoning. If I have an accident here, there will be a direct war. The Zhu family can't afford this responsibility..."

Before he finished, he saw that Xiaowu had picked up a radish.

"Wait..."

Qin Jian quickly grabbed her hand, then stretched out his hand and tasted each dish.

When Xiaowu and Zhu Zhuqing saw his move, they couldn't help but feel a touch of warmth at the bottom of their eyes.

"Eh?"

Qin Jian suddenly frowned: "I didn't expect that there would be combined poison in this world..."

"Combination poison? What is it?" ghost leopard Douluo said blankly.

"It's mixed poison..."

Qin Jian pointed to the two dishes in front of him and said, "it's OK to eat the two dishes separately, but if you eat them together, there will be problems..."

"Ah?!"

The little dance couldn't help crying out.

"Do they really poison?"

A cold color flashed across Zhu Zhuqing's eyebrows.

The last trace of family affection was broken.

"Ghost leopard, send a signal and let Xingluo Imperial City Wulin adjudication office come and track down." Qin Jian said coldly.

"Yes."

The ghost leopard nodded.

Half an hour later, the whole Zhu family fell into chaos.

In theory, the Wuhun ruling office certainly has no right to come in, but at the most sensitive moment, there was the assassination of the chief judge of the Wuhun hall. The unjustified Zhu family has no reason to oppose Qin Jian's mobilization of their own strength to pursue.

The investigation of the soul master is still very simple. There are many special groups of martial spirits, such as dog noses and tracking snakes, so they quickly traced the source according to the smell in the dishes.

In addition to the handmaids, the one at the source is unexpected but reasonable.

Zhu Zhuqing's third sister, Crown Princess of Xingluo Empire, Zhu ZhuYue.

"Third sister..."

In the hall, Qin Jian sat on a high position, surrounded by subordinates of the Wuhun ruling office, and on both sides stood people of the Zhu family.

Zhu ZhuYue knelt in the center of the hall, looking dead and expressionless, waiting for the trial.

Zhu Zhuqing stood in front of her, clenched his fists and sobbed, "why... My closest third sister... Would want to kill me..."

When Zhu ZhuYue heard the speech, she slowly raised her head and said indifferently, "if there is an antidote, I will detoxify you... What I want to kill is just the referee..."

"Because wearing mubai?"

Zhu Zhuqing lowered his eyes: "how deep is the relationship between the third sister and him?"

"Zhuqing..."

Zhu ZhuYue also lowered her eyes and stopped looking at her: "you know, I've always gone with the tide in my life. I don't have any dreams or goals. I just live obediently..."

"I am a woman who marries her husband. I can't say whether I like him or not, but he is my husband..."

She showed a sad smile: "then if he died, I should avenge him, shouldn't I..."

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't understand her mood: "but it was Dai mubai's fault. He shot Qin Jian first, so he died at last."

"Zhuqing, we've all grown up... Don't say such naive words..."

Zhu ZhuYue closed her eyes and said slowly, "there are so many right and wrong in this world. Some are just standing... He is my husband. He is dead. I want to avenge him. The thing is so simple. What if he is wrong..."

"I only ask you one question. If the referee you chose dies, will you avenge him?"