I insist

Chapter 145: Evidence Already Existing

Seeing that the two seemed to be getting happier and happier as they talked, Yu Huailin looked at them with a deep gaze and strode over.

He forced a smile and greeted Yan Yufan, "I didn't know you were coming today, otherwise I would have come back to greet you sooner."

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu turned back to look at Yu Huailin, puzzled. She couldn't understand why Yu Huailin would return early because of Yan Yufan's presence.

Besides, hasn't he been busy with some kind of disguise these past few days and disappeared without a trace?

Thinking of this, Song Miqiu's probing gaze swept over Yu Huailin. She narrowed her eyes slightly, shrugged her eyelids, and met Yu Huailin's gaze.

Yu Huailin took three steps in one and stood in front of the two of them. He shifted his gaze from Song Miqiu to Yan Yufan, and then, in front of Yan Yufan, grabbed Song Miqiu's arm and pulled her to the side.

The latter was not mentally prepared and was pulled aside by Yu Huailin. Her pupils shrank slightly, and she staggered a few steps before she could finally stand up.

She looked up and saw that Yu Huailin was standing between her and Yan Yufan.

Song Miqiu frowned, about to ask something, when Yan Yufan spoke up: "What do you mean by this?"

"It doesn't mean anything. I just felt that Brother Yan was very friendly and wanted to have more exchanges with him," Yu Huailin explained slowly in a low voice.

He stood there with his back straight, looking like he really wanted to talk to Yan Yufan, which made Yan Yufan momentarily at a loss for what to do.

Yan Yufan raised his head slightly, attempting to look through Yu Huailin to Song Miqiu and talk to her.

But Yu Huailin, who must have grown up eating something, was extremely tall, far beyond what a frail young master like him could possibly match.

After several attempts, Yan Yufan lowered his head in slight bewilderment. He rolled his eyes at the other man, his tone revealing helplessness, "Brother Yu, I just wanted to say a few words to my cousin. Could you please step aside?"

"Why are you standing so close just to say a few words?" Yu Huailin glanced at Yan Yufan from head to toe and sneered, "Brother Yan, what you said is quite clever."

At this moment, Yu Huailin was not as composed as he usually was. In his eyes, Yan Yufan's behavior was no different from wanting to mate.

He had never seen cousins ​​so close together, and not only that, but their gazes were also a little strange.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Huai Lin, Yan Yufan turned his attention to Song Miqiu. "Cousin, may I speak to you in private?"

Song Miqiu clearly sensed the time passing from Yan's mother. She pursed her lips, perhaps not wanting Yan's mother to discover their affair, and her tone towards Yan Yufan became cold, no longer as warm as before.

"Forget it, there's nothing to talk about between my cousin and me."

Yan Yufan was taken aback. He could clearly sense the hostility in Song Miqiu's words. He met Song Miqiu's eyes in confusion, feeling bewildered.

Just a moment ago they were playing and joking around, but now that Yu Huailin has arrived, they're so impatient with me.

Thinking of this, Yan Yufan subconsciously glanced at Yu Huailin.

But before he could think any further, Yan's mother was already standing at the door urging Yan Yufan. The latter could only raise the hand holding the folding fan and bow to Song Miqiu and Yu Huailin, saying, "In that case, I apologize for disturbing you. I hope we can meet again in the future."

The two nodded in perfect unison. Song Miqiu took the lead in escorting Yan Yufan to the main gate, while Yu Huailin followed beside Song Miqiu.

Before getting into the carriage, Yan Yufan still gave Song Miqiu a strange look.

Urged on by his mother's voice, he could only slowly turn around and quickly get into the carriage.

Song Miqiu watched the carriage leave, then turned her gaze to Yu Huailin.

There weren't many people around, perhaps because it was still early and most pedestrians hadn't come out yet.

Facing Yu Huailin, Song Miqiu poked Yu Huailin's chest hard with her finger, her tone slightly fierce, "I'm going to ask you something, and you must answer truthfully!"

Before Song Miqiu could even ask a question, Yu Huailin seemed to know in advance and hesitated, unwilling to answer.

But when he met the other person's gaze, he lowered his eyes and nodded obediently.

"I'm asking you, what have you been doing lately?" Song Miqiu frowned and spoke her mind sharply.

She felt that Yu Huailin was acting very strangely these past few days, as if he was doing something very odd without revealing anything, which made her very curious.

Upon hearing this, Yu Huailin helplessly rubbed his forehead. He knew Song Miqiu would ask this question, which was why he hadn't wanted to respond to her earlier.

"It's nothing," Yu Huailin turned his face away, looking elsewhere, and said somewhat guiltily, "It's just doing some small things."

Small thing?

Song Miqiu didn't believe a word of this. She narrowed her eyes, staring at Yu Huailin's expression, and used one hand to turn his face back, not letting go no matter how shocked Yu Huailin looked.

"Do you think I'm stupid or what?" Song Miqiu scoffed, releasing her grip on Yu Huailin's hand. "If I had actually believed what you said, I would have been bullied beyond recognition by Lin Yecheng in the Imperial Hospital long ago."

Yu Huailin fell silent. After all, Song Miqiu's words made sense, and he naturally couldn't fool her.

He and Song Miqiu remained at an impasse. Yu Huailin hesitated and refused to speak, and after a while, Song Miqiu became somewhat irritated.

She looked around at the scene, narrowed her eyes slightly, and her expression revealed a hint of impatience. "Fine, since you won't tell me, I won't ask any further. But you have to promise me one thing."

"What's the matter?"

Song Miqiu's voice gradually lowered, "No matter what happens, never put yourself in danger. In the face of anything, your own life is the most important thing, do you understand?"

"Okay." Yu Huailin nodded obediently in response.

He knew that everything Song Miqiu said was for his own good.

The next day.

Song Miqiu was studying books at home when suddenly an arrow flew in, passed right in front of him, and struck the wooden stake hard.

Song Miqiu was so frightened by the arrow that she almost jumped up. She patted her chest and looked at the arrow with lingering fear. She saw that a piece of Xuan paper was stuck in the arrow. She put down the book in her hand and walked curiously in that direction.

She gripped the sharp sword in her small hand, pulled it outwards, and then removed the contents from the Xuan paper.

The rice paper contained only a few words: "Evidence exists, come quickly!"

Upon seeing this, Song Miqiu's eyes lit up instantly; she could tell that the handwriting was Qing Zhi's.

The evidence Qingzhi mentioned must be exactly what she needed. Right now, Consort Can is still running a high fever in the Cold Palace, and other routes are difficult to take. Qingzhi's sudden discovery of evidence is like sending charcoal in snowy weather, providing her with important materials!

Song Miqiu quickly held the Xuan paper up to the candle flame and burned it, while hiding the arrows in a box.