Bai Wenjing and his wife left the Yamen and then returned. It was already sunset.

When the two men walked to the door, they saw Xie Zhaodi standing at the door and looking around, and saw them hurriedly greet them.

"Her uncle and aunt, what happened to my Zhaowa?"

Knowing that Xie Zhaodi was eager to think about the female, Bai Wenjing said: "There is nothing serious for the time being. The county master also said that she will be sent back to the Fang Mansion tomorrow. As for the murderer, the investigation will continue, but the county master also said. It's definitely not Zhaowa."

"That's good, that's good."

Xie Zhaodi sighed sincerely, and then knelt down at them: "Thanks to her uncle and aunt, otherwise, we Zhaowa might be dead..."

Bai Wen hurriedly said: "The county master is the elder Qingtian, and he will definitely not wrong the good guys, but... it takes time to solve the case."

After Bai Wenjing finished speaking, even Xue Changan couldn't help laughing.

Indeed, in the last poisoning case, it has been so many days, and there is still no movement. He didn't feel anything before. The person who saw the restaurant shopkeeper in the past two days seemed to be less worried.

Of course, the restaurant business is not as good as day after day, but Bai Wenjing's hot pot restaurant has returned to its past boom.

In the dead of night, with the bright moonlight shining on the bed, Xue Xiaohua couldn't sleep over and over again.

She really wants to drink.

What I was thinking about at the moment was the jars of fruit wine her mother had placed in the cellar.

It was sour and sweet, and it was delicious, but it was so many times better than the sour plum soup made by her mother.

Thinking this way, Xue Xiaohua became even more unbearable.

"Or, I'll take a sip? No, two sips, just to relieve the gluttony?"

The sweet **** one side was already asleep. At this moment, hearing Xue Xiaohua's voice, she woke up in a daze, rubbed her eyes and said: "Xiaohua, what are you going to do? What do you want to solve?"

Xue Xiaohua let Tian Niu know what she was thinking about, and simply said: "Tian Niu, I want to drink the fruit wine made by my mother."

Tian Niu looked at Xue Xiaohua and said with embarrassment: "Ah? Drinking? You forgot that you were drunk outside a few days ago, or the shopkeeper brought you back. I don’t know how many times during the night, I wrestled and got up. You also said that you have a headache."

Tian Niu does not approve of Xue Xiaohua's drinking. In her opinion, wine is not a good thing.

Just smelling the fragrance, it tastes awful to drink, she used to secretly tasted her mother's wine, and almost didn't give it to death.

So I couldn't help but vomit: "What's so good about wine? It's terrible."

"It's delicious."

Xue Xiaohua said: "The fruit wine my mother made is very delicious, but it's not like the wine you've drunk before. Or, let's go to the wine cellar now. You and I will taste two each, just two. After drinking, the whole body is warm. Sleeping is not cold anymore."

The more Xue Xiaohua talked, the more greedy she became. At this moment, she just wanted to take two sips while holding the wine jar.

"I don't want to drink it."

Tian Niu still has lingering fears, looking at Xue Xiaohua at the moment, she murmured: "I'll stay with you, but I can put it first, I don't want to drink, you have to drink it yourself, and you can only drink two sips."

"Two mouths are two."

Xue Xiaohua agreed: "Then we two go now?"

"go!"

In the dark, the two small figures draped in their clothes, so they sneaked down into the cellar.

Xue Xiaohua came out with a small jar of wine directly in the cellar. Seeing that she hadn't been found, she felt so happy that she was about to sneak back into the room when she bowed her head and the fruit wine in her hand disappeared.

"Where's my wine?"

Xue Xiaohua looked at her empty arms, and didn't realize what was going on for a while.

"It turns out that Little Sister likes to stay up late at night and go out to do bad things."

The voice came from the direction above her head. Xue Xiaohua raised her head and saw Wu Donggan standing on the roof holding a wine jar, and at this moment she was speaking unconsciously.

"Hey, you pay me back..."

Xue Xiaohua originally wanted to yell, but instantly lowered her voice: "You return my fruit wine."

"Fruit wine? Does the master make it?"

Wu Dong flew down and lifted the lid of the wine jar directly. A sweet and sour taste filled the air. Xue Xiaohua stared at Wu Donggan with wide eyes, stomping her feet in anxious manner: "Hurry up and put things over, here for a while. The scent should have been smelled by my mother, and I won’t care about it when that happens, so I’ll say you drank it! Humph!"

After Xue Xiaohua finished speaking, she didn't care about so much, she rushed to grab something, but she was too short, and the little prince in front of her was too tall, she was helpless just by raising her hand.

"You give me back things."

Xue Xiaohua grinned, like an angry little lion.

"Go, I'll take you to a good place to drink."

Wu Donggan stretched out his hand and dragged Xue Xiaohua onto the roof together. Xue Xiaohua almost dropped her chin, and watched as she was taken by Wu Donggan and flew away on the roof.

"It's really flying..."

Xue Xiaohua was amazed, her little white hands tightly grasped Wu Donggan's wide sleeves, tilted her head and looked at Wu Donggan.

Isn't this the little prince?

She heard that the storyteller said that the prince is the emperor's younger brother, and one person is more than ten thousand people. Didn't she always want a powerful person to protect herself? Isn't the person in front of him a ready-made one?

Thinking about this, Xue Xiaohua tightened her hand holding Wu Dong's sleeve.

When Wu Donggan lowered his head, he saw Xue Xiaohua tilting his head and looking at him. Her big eyes were filled with joy. He looked like he was looking at a prey.

This made Wu Dong a little weird. He suddenly lost his interest in drinking, and he didn't know what was going on.

Just when he didn't know what to do, Xue Xiaohua in front of him suddenly asked softly, "Master?"

"Um?"

Wu Donggan answered, and saw Xue Xiaohua smiling and asking, "Is the master brother married?"

Wu Dongqian had an ominous premonition, but he answered honestly: "Never."

Xue Xiaohua was happy when she heard her, her eyes turned into crescent moons, and a small face was pressed tightly against his sleeve and said, "Isn't that just right, will you wait for me to grow up?"

Wu Donggan shook his heart even more, and tremblingly asked, "What will you do when you grow up?"

"When I grow up, I will be your princess."

Wu Dong stared at Xue Xiaohua with wide eyes. He was going crazy. In terms of seniority, he was her uncle, how could he be his princess!

Besides, this kid is too young, right?

"You, how old are you, why do you have such a strange idea?"

Wu Donggan's heart jumped suddenly.

"Because you are the best in the entire town, I thought, when I grow up, I must marry a great person, and aren't you the one who is the best? Isn't the princess also the best?"

Wu Dong's heart was about to jump out of his throat. If their little master knew about this, wouldn't he be stripped of his skin?

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