Chapter 185 Can't speak

Just as Ling Yue and Liu Ye were sighing, there was a rapid knock on the door. Ling Yue has ordered that no palace man or maidservant have to serve her in the Zhemei Hall. If there is anything urgent, it should be another matter. From the rapid knock on the door, Ling Yue felt that something must have happened, otherwise, even if they had ten courage, they would not dare to knock on the door so that the door frame was about to fall off. In order to prevent the door frame from really being knocked down, Liu Ye sighed again and went to open the door.

"Hmm?" Opening the door, Liu Ye saw the desperate thing with a medicine bowl in one hand and a hand ready to continue knocking on the door. "Why are you knocking on the door so hard? Just shout, won't you?"

I saw a desperate look and shaking my head solemnly, and then looked inside again, but I didn't say anything. Liu Ye looked at the desperate eyes doubtfully and asked if the desperate would go in. Desperate immediately nodded desperately, and then walked in with the medicine.

"Cole again?" Ling Yue said half jokingly, but this time, she did not chatter as usual. Instead, she looked at Ling Yue strangely, but rather than strangely, she was sad and desolate.

Ling Yue saw that she was desperate and didn't say anything. Looking at his strange expression, she knew that something must have happened, but no matter how she asked, she was desperate to shake her head desperately until Ling Yue asked the sentence that you were dumb, and she nodded desperately. Only then did the two know that the reason why he had been silent since entering the house was that he was dumb, so he couldn't speak at all.

"In the night, find the pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Now that you know that you are desperate mute, the best way to communicate is to talk in writing. After a while, Liu Ye put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, desperately picked up the brush, wrote down my three dumb words on the white rice paper, and then looked at Ling Yue.

"I know you are dumb. What's the meaning of writing these three words? You should write why you are dumb. Ling Yue pointed to the rice paper on the table and said, "I can only know the cause, the process and the result of the matter. As for the modifiers, I don't need it. After all, we are not writing an essay, and we don't have so many requirements."

After thinking for a while, Ling Yue looked at the dense small words on the rice paper. Ling Yue looked at the dense small characters, some of which were still traditional. She suddenly felt that her scalp was numb. She picked up the rice paper and threw it to Liu Ye and said, "Lu Ye, read it to me. This guy is really a doctor's material. He wrote the word Long Feifeng. Dancing." Ling Yue remembered that when she went to the hospital in her previous life, no matter how hard she tried to identify it, she didn't know what the doctor in a white coat had written on the paper. What made her more depressed was that those guys who matched the doctor's list could always understand it.

Therefore, in the future, doctors must be selected to do the profession of spying. Even if the information is intercepted, it is estimated that others can't understand what was written. People who don't know it think it's a ghost charm.

"What it says is... the practice of steamed buns." Liu Ye looked at it for a long time and said uncertainly, "Flour, lard, chopped green onion, sugar, ginger, Huixiang, pepper..."

After listening to it, Ling Yue also showed the same expression as Liu Ye: "This is... desperate. Why do you write an ingredient list?"

"Can't you say it?" Liu Ye suddenly stared at his death and looked solemn.

He turned his head desperately, looked at Liu Ye, nodded heavily, picked up the brush, and wrote a paragraph on the rice paper.

"I can't say, I'll find it myself." Liu Ye picked up the rice paper and read out the desperate words on the paper, "Sister, do you understand what it means?"

"I understand." Ling Yue's expression also began to become solemn and muttered, "What is threatened by? I think the reason why the person who threatened him made him mute is also a threat, but that person doesn't want to die in order to leave us a clue. This clue can't be said, but he can find it by himself."

nodded desperately, showing a relieved expression.

"Deadly, you... Forget it, I know, you can't say anything, is that so?" Ling Yue wanted to ask how Desperate was made mute and who she saw, but on second thought, since she couldn't say it and went to find it herself, then it proved that there was so much she could say. "Sperate, what else is it?"

shake his head desperately and get up and leave. As soon as I went out, I came back in a few steps, wrote another sentence on the rice paper, and then really left.

"It seems that she really left. Originally, she wanted to ask him to treat Duguyu, but..." After reading the last sentence left by Ling Yue, she thought of her original intention to ask her to die. She couldn't help thinking that someone wanted to stop Duguyu's recovery. But what's wrong with that ingredient list? Flour, lard, chopped green onion, white sugar, ginger, Huixiang, Sichuan pepper... What does this have to do? It looks like an ingredient of steamed buns! Wait, steamed buns? Chu Xuan, isn't Chu Xuan in the imperial dining room now?

Chu Xuan, Duguyu, Lin Bai, who was robbed, the red shadow who killed all the members of the death penalty department, King Qi was given to death... Everything has no direction and seems to have no purpose. And on top of this, we also need to add the state of Chu to make Li Jinglu, Yi Chuguan. Ke Chengyang, who is also a traveler... and that prophecy, Ling Yue has been afraid of.

Do you want to wait and see what happens, or do you want to investigate? Ling Yue frowned. When she didn't know what was going on, she couldn't make a judgment, but the sentence left by her death could not be said, and she seemed to tell her that she had fallen into an unavoidable conspiracy.

"Ryuye, what on earth are you looking for?" Ling Yue said, "You can't say the sentence left by death. What does it mean to find it by yourself?"

"Look for this." Liu Ye held the ingredient list in his hand and said, "Look for this thing."

"Bao?" Ling Yue looked at the ingredient list in Liu Ye's hand with a strange expression and said, "No matter how you look at it, it's all steamed buns. The best made of this steamed bun is Chu Xuan... Forget it, go to Chu Xuan tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? So what are you going to do today?"

"I'm sleepy today." Ling Yue gave a big breath.

At night, in the imperial dining room, Chu Xuan squatted on the ground and dazed against a piece of white rice paper. He wrote a sentence on the paper: Come back quickly. Chu Xuan stared at the paper for a long time... Because his place was relatively remote, no one noticed that he had maintained that posture for an hour.

After that, Chu Xuan picked up the rice paper and pinched it in his hand, but if he paid close attention, he would find that the original white rice paper turned into black powder and slowly fell from his hand. Chu Xuan looked solemn, and after nearly half an hour in a daze, he slowly walked out of the imperial dining room. Chu Xuan looked up and looked at the dark night. I don't know why his eyes were as cold as ice and snow, which made people shudder. Occasionally, palace people and maidservants pass by, and they also feel Chu Xuan's unusualness, because usually, Chu Xuan always smiles at them, and today, they feel that Chu Xuan is like an ice sculpture, rejecting the indifference of people thousands of miles away.

Of course, Liu Xi is not included among these people.

"Yo, isn't this Lord Chu?" Liu Xi held the dust in his hand. Although he felt the coldness of Chu Xuan, he could not help but be unwilling to accept the emperor's order.

Chu Xuan still looked at the night as if he hadn't heard it. Liu Xi had no choice but to say it again. Unless Chu Xuan is deaf this time, it is absolutely impossible to hear it. Chu Xuan turned his head and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

"What can I do? The emperor wants to eat the steamed buns you made."

"Hmm." Chu Xuan turned around and walked into the imperial dining room.

"It's stuffed with pork." Liu Xi followed and walked behind Chu Xuan. Looking back, he saw that Chu Xuan's face had slightly improved, so he asked, "Lord Chu, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Xuan suddenly turned his head and showed a very sunny smile: "Oh, I'm just wondering if I can make steamed buns with thin skin. Well, the emperor wants to eat pork buns, right? I'll make it right away."

Liu Xi saw that Chu Xuan had returned to his usual look, and then relaxed: "It's really scared me to death. I thought something happened to you, Lord Chu."

"What can happen to me as a cook?"

"Yes." Liu Xi nodded repeatedly, but he could still see that Chu Xuan was just perfunctory. However, for Liu Xilai, it is more important than anything else to let the emperor eat the steamed buns he wants after a moment, so that what period in Chu Xuan's heart is not what he needs. However, Liu Xi still wrote it in his heart.

"Eunuch Liu, please wait outside for a while. I'll let you take it away when I'm ready."

"Well, then I won't disturb Lord Chu."

Chu Xuan walked into the place specially used to make steamed buns. After a while, he took out a warm jade pendant from his waist and put it on the table. Then he seemed to feel inappropriate and put the jade pendant back to his waist.

After a while, a drawer of hot steamed buns were ready. Liu Xi took over the steamed buns with a smile. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Chu Xuan.

"Lord Chu, what else can I do for you?"