Da Li Temple - Chapter 29.2

Chapter 29.2
Past Matter

Inside the quiet study room, Su Moyi was writing the closing statement of the rape and murder case to be reported to the court to close the case. With another big case solved, the court awarded Da Li Temple. Lord Su’s face was bright, and his mood today was also good.
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“Lord!” Ye Qing came in to report, “Lin Recorder seeks an audience.”
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Su Moyi paused his writing hand before calmly answering, “Oh ……” The voice was careless and filled with indifference. But he put down the brush in his hand, tidied his somewhat disorganized official clothes, and straightened his spine before nodding and signaling Ye Qing to let her in.
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She still looked fidgety and unsteady at all. Not to mention the proper etiquette of a woman, her behavior was only slightly better than martial artists like Ye Qing.
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Su Moyi stared at Lin Wanqing. The corner of his mouth uncontrollably pulled up a curve until a clear “Lord” came to his ears. He saw Lin Wanqing’s eyes filled with doubt.
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“Cough ……” Su Moyi immediately tensed his face and resumed his previous frosty look. “Can’t you see that I’m busy?”

He hurriedly picked up a brush and paper with his hands and lowered his head to write the report again, leaving Lin Wanqing coldly.
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Fortunately, Lin Wanqing had long used to Su Moyi’s dog temper. This dog official doesn’t do much except let her in and give her a long face. So she was also lazy to be polite and straight to the point: “I told you that Wang Hu told me a message before he was dead. Maybe we can check it.”
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“There is really a clue?” Su Moyi’s expression was stern, and he put the brush in his hand down.

“‘Hmm,’ Lin Wanqing nodded, “Wang Hu told me that on Concubine Zhao’s murder night, he saw a limp maid outside her room.”
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“That limp maid was a suspect?”
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Lin Wanqing shook her head, “No, she’s not. Wang Hu said that the maid only stayed outside the room for a few moments and didn’t go inside before leaving. Wang Hu went to Concubine Zhao’s room after that and found her body.”
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Su Moyi’s complexion suddenly became earnest. He looked at her, “So that time you secretly ran to the Song residence, you wanted to check this person?”
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Lin Wanqing’s face flushed red and not answering. Lord Su was so clever that one could hide nothing from his eyes. The two were silent for a moment. Then, a cold humph came from above her head. Su Moyi’s voice was so deep that it could drip water. “You got this clue months ago, but you said it only now.”
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Lin Wanqing obediently lowered her head, not daring to say anything.

Su Moyi’s robe train brushing resounded in her ears, and his footsteps came to her side. “Lin Wanqing,” the man’s voice was low, the anger from the clenched teeth vaguely audible. “You’re so capable.”
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“You were trying, with all means, to come to Da Li Temple but hide such a major clue for months, even going so far as personally go to the Song residence despite the risk.” Su Moyi coldly laughed, and after a long time, he added indifferently, “Am I so untrustworthy in your eyes?”
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Lin Wanqing was dumbfounded. For a moment, she felt there was a lump in her throat. What is happening here? At that time, she was just dissatisfied with Su Moyi for letting her come to the Da Li Temple to handle the case but not giving her status. Also, because Su Moyi did not allow her to touch Wang Hu’s case, she held her breath and did not tell him for the time being. But later, with so many things happening, who will think about such an insignificant and dispensable clue every day? She raised her head and was about to retort, but Su Moyi confronted her with his as-black-as-pot handsome face.
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Uh — Lord Su looked as if he was furious —
Why don’t I comfort him?
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When the bottom line is untouched, Lin Wanqing never makes things difficult for herself in the face of absolute power. “Lord,” she shrank her neck, mumbling, “I am sympathetic to Lord’s busy official duties, and I don’t dare to come to bother you until I’m sure whether or not these trifles are worthwhile. “
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Su Moyi gave her an angry laugh, leaned over, and asked: “Haven’t you harassed me enough? Since you joined Da Li Temple, which matters I handled that is unrelated to you?”
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“……” Lin Wanqing wilted and not speaking.
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Su Moyi rolled his eyes, pointed to the door, and said unhappily, “I don’t want to see you again until tomorrow morning.”
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“Oh ……” An unlucky ‘Qing’ slipped away quickly, “Then Concubine Zhao ……” Su Moyi’s man-eating gaze cut the rest of her words.
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A gentleman refuses to be defeated beforehand. Lin Wanqing tugged on the train of her robe and ran fast.
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When Ye Qing heard the commotion inside and saw Lin Wanqing being chased out, he stretched his head curiously to look at the doorway.
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“Ye Qing.” Lord Su’s icy voice called him back.
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“Huh?” Ye Qing walked in confusedly. Looking at the man holding the document upside down behind the desk, he grunted indifferently.
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“Have you ever heard what others say about me in Da Li Temple?”
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Ye Qing shuddered and immediately answered smoothly, “Of course! Everyone praised the Lord to judge cases like God, just and strict, iron face, unselfish, no bias, and not afraid of power!”
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Su Moyi looked at him and didn’t say anything.
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Ye Qing was chilled by his look, shivering and adding, “It’s true……”

Su Moyi stood up and said, “I will give you another chance. Spill the truth.”
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“Oh ……” Ye Qing swallowed his saliva and said innocently, “They said that Lord has an odd temper, unpredictable, temperamental, unapproachable and unreasonable… …”
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Su Moyi’s face had darkened beyond blackness, like the last calm before a storm.
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However, Ye Qing didn’t look at him and was still lowering his head and breaking his fingers to count, “Oh! They also said that if not for the fact that Lord is not handsome and has a good family background, you would never be able to get a wife in this life ……”
Boom!
With a muffled sound, Ye Qing felt a heavy kick on his butt. Then he flew out of Lord Su’s study room with an evident footprint on his pants.
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“Tsk ……” Ye Qing sighed and got up. While patting his pants, he grumbled, “He’s really temperamental, moody, and unpredictable …… “