The door of the autopsy room was suddenly knocked, and a tense voice outside said: "Sir, we subordinates heard that there is an outsider's voice, dare to ask if sir needs our help?"

  Pei Tan still stared at the girl in front of him and said word by word: "No need to come in."

  The knocking at the door finally stopped, and it was clear that the yamen runners did not dare to force their way in. This was the problem - how could they explain to everyone who saw them that there was an extra live person inside the coffin when they went out later?

  Jing Wan'er lowered her head and said, "Sir, in Chang'an, I have nowhere to go, so I can only turn to you."

  The palace is no longer her place, and how the palace treats escaped slaves, Jing Wanyan knows better than anyone.

  She was originally going to sneak into Chang'an and then sneak into the Great Temple of Dali, which is even more difficult. It can be said that even the heavens are helping her.

  Pei Tan listened to Jing Wanyu say that she could only turn to him, but he didn't show any joy. His eyes were deep and unfathomable: "What does Chang'an have for you to return?"

  Jing Wan'er couldn't help but look at Pei Tan slowly, just as the atmosphere was becoming heavy, thinking that she was about to say something. But then the girl's eyes suddenly fluttered and she lowered her head slightly:

  "Wan'er has never lived alone outside before, and the adults are willing to let me go. Wan'er is grateful in her heart. In these six months... actually, Wan'er often thinks of the adults too."

  Pei Tan said: "......"

  The cold guards beside him took a look at their master's face, and they all said that since ancient times, women's words have been the most cunning, and the younger and more beautiful the woman is, the more so.

  Jing Wan'er showed no concern, her eyes smiling as she looked at Pei Tan: "Although Wan'er is just a weak woman, I am willing to always accompany the lord and do my best to share the lord's burdens."

  If one says which dynasty in history dared to belittle women, the Tang Dynasty would never dare.

  They have just been freed from a very powerful woman. No one in the Great Tang dares to underestimate women's intelligence and abilities.

  This sentence is really making people feel anxious when they hear it.

  Jing Yuanyu had already folded her sleeves and was bowing down in front of Pei Tan.

  But her knees were held an inch off the ground, and when she looked up, she met Pei Tan's eyes. "Get up," he said.

  Jing Wan'er couldn't kneel down and could only get up first.

  She looked at Pei Tan and saw him say: "Later, if someone asks you, just say you are the person brought by the Qian Niu Guard on orders."

  Jing Wan'er's eyes widened in surprise for a moment before she quickly regained her composure. "Wan'er understands."

  The coffin was carried into the temple by Qian Niuwei, and from start to finish, Pei Tan just watched from the side. If someone wanted to ask questions, they would only think that Jing Yuanyuan was brought together with Qian Niuwei. As for seeking proof, Qian Niuwei is in the imperial palace, serving as the emperor's guard, who dares to ask?

  As for being clever, Jing Yu'er was very skilled at it, but when it came to this aspect in the officialdom, she still had to rely on Lord Pei.

  "Wait a moment, sir."

  Jing Yuanyu suddenly jumped back to the coffin and reached under the corpse's head, pulling out a package.

  That tattered and worn-out package was patted by Jing Yuane with her hand, then she carried it on her own shoulder.

  She smiled awkwardly at Pei: "There are just a few old clothes inside."

  She not only lay in her coffin but also brought her home with her.

  ……

  Pei Tan calmly opened the door of the autopsy room, and the bailiffs and coroners waiting outside had been eager for a long time. Just as they were about to rush in with red faces, they suddenly saw a young girl come out from inside with her head down, her face deathly pale.

  Everyone covered their hearts and rubbed their eyes again.

  Just now... in this morgue, there were only Duke Temple and his guard, right? How did another one appear...

  The monk who was serving in the temple originally had a weak nerve and now trembled slightly: "Sir, what's behind you?"

  The whole time, it was as if Pei Tan had a female ghost following him, until Pei Xian suddenly pushed open the door on the other side of the autopsy room and said coldly to the others: "You can come in and examine the body now."

  From the stunned gaze of the onlookers, I saw the coffin that had already been opened.

  The eyes of all the officials were also stunned by the scene inside the autopsy room.

  Jing Wan'er followed Pei Tan out of the autopsy room, and only then did she look around at the familiar scene of the large temple, except for the desolate atmosphere brought by the changing seasons.

  Pei Tantan stood in front of a room, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. A musty and stifling breath came over, the air was full of dust smell.

  He walked in, and the interior was simple, one of the countless abandoned houses of the Dalai Temple.

  He slowly looked back at Jing Wanyu who was following behind him: "You stay here for now, I'll have someone bring you some hot water."

  She's covered in dust and smells weird, why doesn't she take a good shower?

  Jing Wan'er raised her head and met Pei Tan's gaze, slowly bowing: "Thank you, sir."

  The environment of Tai Li Temple is rougher than a coffin, but it's much better than the palace I used to live in.

  Pei Tan glanced at the guard and the two of them walked out of the house.

  "Is Master really going to let Jing Wanyu stay at Dali Temple?" Pei Xian gazed at the figure of Pei Tan.

  Let's not mention a woman's identity, how eye-catching it is. A place like Dali Temple is not where women should come at all.

  "Is there a better way?" Pei Tan asked lightly, looking at him.

  Jing Wan'er has already said outright that apart from the Temple of Great Benevolence, she really has nowhere else to go.

  "Her staying here will eventually be detrimental to the young master."

  A woman who bears the guilt of her family, herself a runaway slave from the palace, once exposed, Pei Tan and the Grand Temple will inevitably suffer.

  "Without her, I wouldn't have been able to report back to Your Majesty within the deadline on the case of Zong Huo," Pei Tan said after a long while. In that case, it would be considered a crime of defying imperial orders and deceiving the ruler. Even if he were to extend a helping hand to protect this young girl now, Pei Tan wouldn't have any regrets.

  Pei County didn't say anything else, as if he had tacitly agreed.

  Jing Wan'er put her luggage on the bed board, took a look around the room, and actually, except for being a bit dirty, the room was not bad, especially with the window facing the sun, and the warm sunlight shone into half of the room. Pei Tan's seemingly casual push open of this door seemed not to be so casual after all.

  Jing Wan'er couldn't help but smile, unpacked her luggage, tidied up her clothes, and then took out a small cloth to start sweeping the room.

  When the hot water was delivered, Jing Wanyu had just finished sweeping the floor. Two expressionless bailiffs carried a bucket of water in: "Temple Master ordered us to deliver hot water."

  Jing Wan'er looked at them and smiled: "Thank you, two brothers."

  The two bailiffs exchanged a glance, and the back of their heads had a thrilling chill.

  They were serving in the Da Li Temple, not to mention women, they hadn't even seen a mother before. When their eyes swept across Jing Wanyu's pale neck, they felt as if their breath had stopped.

  The two of them ran away, and Jing Yuanyu had already quickly undressed and slipped into the tub.

  Comfortable.

  For half a year, she had no idea what taking a bath was.

  Just as Jing Wanyu was enjoying her hot bath, Lord Pei sat in the main hall and summoned the coroner.

  The coroner has just finished the autopsy and is coming to report back to Pei Tan.

  "The deceased is a young adult male, with a thin and frail build. There are fifteen or sixteen wounds on his body, all of which are knife wounds. The cause of death was excessive blood loss."

  "Is there anything else on the body?" Pei Tan asked, looking at Wu Zuo.

  The doctor said: "No, even his outer garments have been stripped off."

  Such a dead body, and it happened on the side of the official road, outside Chang'an City, where thieves are rampant, and merchants and travelers are often robbed. The deceased looked like they had been looted and then silenced.

  It's extremely difficult to find the murderer in such a case.

  His eyes flickered for a moment.

  "But what about that girl... Sir, dare I ask if she was also inside the coffin?"

  Pei Tan's eyes were calm and after a while, he said, "Not bad."

  The servant lowered his head, in the servant's view, this was equivalent to acknowledging that Jing Wanyu was also brought by Qian Niuwei.

  However, there was actually a living woman in the coffin, which is really too strange.

  What's more, as a member of the Thousand Ox Guards, what kind of business would require bringing a woman like her into the city?

  It's likely that everyone who has seen Jing Wanyi at Dali Temple has this question.

  Jing Wan'er changed her clothes in the house, looked at the old clothes she had taken off, thought for a moment, and threw them into the brazier.

  Watching the fabric burn slowly, it wasn't that she disliked the clothes touching the corpse, but rather that she had worn this outfit while monitoring Qian Niuwei moving corpses outside the city. A thousand years of careful navigation, it's best if this garment never appears again.

  At this time, her stomach growled, reminding Jing Yuanyuan how long it had been since she last ate.

  Someone knocked on the door, Jing Wanyu opened it and saw the cold Pei Shuaiwei.

  "The adults are having dinner in the study room, let's go over together after you've finished cleaning up."

  Just as expected by Jing Wan'er, she smiled slightly at Pei Xian and said: "Good."

  Pei's servant looked at her and saw that her hair still had the dampness of washing, her clothes were new, and the strange smell on her body was gone.

  Jing Wan'er lifted her leg as if to leave, turned around and saw that the man wasn't moving, so she put her foot back down: "What's wrong?"

  Pei County stared at her coldly: "How dare you be so bold? Daring to sneak into Chang'an City?"

  Jing's family has been destroyed, and Jing Wan'er is at most just a rootless orphan girl. Where does she get the courage to repeatedly commit the crime of deceiving the king?

  Jing Wan'er saw Pei Xian's hand on his waist side was a bit tight, where he had his dagger.

  "Because I'm not afraid of death." She said calmly with a slight movement of her lips.

  Or it's just a dead word, everything she does is extremely risky, so the benefits are also extremely great. Ordinary people, who dares to exchange their lives for these benefits?

  Pei County relaxed his hand and his eyes moved slightly.

  Jing Wan'er's stomach growled again, she covered her stomach and looked at Pei Xian once more. After the interrogation was over, could he take her out to eat?

  Pei Xian stared at her, as if seeing through the seemingly innocent face: "You want to use the young master to help you investigate the case of the Jing family's past, this is your real purpose for staying in the Dali Temple."

  Jing Wan's body almost instantly stiffened.

  Pei County's eyes were cold and ruthless, with a hint of killing intent: "Although you helped the Dali Temple in Wuzhou, if you think you can drag the entire Dali Temple down to its grave, the Pei family will never let you off."

  Anyone who wants to reopen the case of Jing's family is equivalent to committing treason, and involving Pei's family, a hundred-year-old clean door, in bloodshed. I dare not think that this is what this smiling girl wants.

  While Pei Tan is the legitimate heir of the Pei family, his honor and shame are tied to the entire Pei family. When necessary, the Pei family can unhesitatingly kill Jing Yuanner.

  Bai Xian's right hand was already on the hilt of his sword, and if this woman was a hidden danger, he would rather replace Pei Tan and the Pei family to get rid of her now, even though... at the time in Wuzhou, he had indeed moved that moment of hesitation.

  Jing Wan'er turned her head to face Pei Xian, her expression was indescribably subtle: "Do you really want to kill me?"

  This silent guard is actually the one who cannot be underestimated.

  Pei County's eyes darkened slightly, this courtyard was remote, even if Jing Wanyu died here, others would not discover it for a long time, and he would apologize to Pei after the deed was done.

  "By killing me, you can prevent what's going to happen next, right?"

  Because she was calm, it made Pei Xian's hand holding the knife seem less certain.

  But this woman is indeed a scourge.

  In the courtyard with only two people, Jing Yu'er wanted to save her own life, it was almost impossible to achieve, just like a fragile egg facing a giant stone alone.

  But Pei Xian did not know why he hesitated and did not pull out the knife.

  Jing Wan'er saw his hesitation and naturally curled her lips: "Even if what you said is true, you can kill me now, but one day, when the emperor receives an edict from the palace to re-examine the case from back then, can you still kill the person who gave the order?"

  This is simply outrageous and infuriating. Pei Xian's eyes were fixed on Jing Yuanyu, this little girl was really not afraid of death at all.

  Jing Wan'er didn't think she was lying, and she said somewhat urgently: "Can you guarantee that this day won't come? If it does, Master... will need me."

  She is the only descendant of Jing's family left in Chang'an, and this identity makes her the most crucial button once the Jing case is reopened.

  The guard finally fell his face: "There is no such day."

  The current court situation, the empress has passed away, and there will never be anyone who can shake the foundation of the Great Tang again.

  Jing Wan'er is just being clever with her words and expressions.

  "Your Majesty is eliminating the power of the external relatives." Jing Yuanyu held her breath, staring into the eyes of the guard, "Otherwise, why would Zong Ho die? The entire Chang'an was dominated by external relatives, Your Majesty has been controlled by the Wu family for half a lifetime. Now, can you still be willing to be controlled by external relatives?"

  Pei County's expression suddenly changed due to these words.