The Golden Imperial Concubine

Chapter 119 Try it with tea

Ling Yue muttered, "You mean that both the shadow and Li Jinglue were meticulously written by the State of Chu, but later, for no idea what the reason, the two fell out, so the shadow was found to be meticulous, because they were hanged?"

"That's right." Xia Wuchen said quietly, "And this time, Li Jinglue is responsible for selecting the new queen. I think nine times out of ten, this new queen is also the work of the State of Chu. In this case, how can I not worry that she will be against me? You just smelled it, and there are sacred flowers in that cup of tea. In fact, it's okay to put it in tea. If it's in the incense burner, it's really troublesome.

"You can't go at all."

Xia Wuchen smiled and said, "The palace is not such a simple place. Many times you know that there is danger ahead, but you still have to pretend to walk there without knowing anything. Don't you think the maid next to the palace looks like a person?

"Are you talking about Dugulan?"

"Eh? Did you also notice it?"

"The look is very similar, no, to be precise, temperament." Ling Yue said, "The face can be changed, but a person's temperament cannot be changed. However, is she really Dugulan? This is not the 21st century, and there is no so-called plastic surgery.

"I have also doubted that her martial arts are very high, even above Ouyang Wan, so I also doubt whether she is really Dugulan." Xia Wuchen said, "Du Gulan's mother is made by the State of Chu, and Du Gulan disappeared inexplicably. It is likely that she was rescued by the State of Chu, and the queen is also made by the State of Chu. I have to say that Qinlan is also quite suspicious."

"What I think is suspicious is, how can you know so much? Don't tell me you're Sherlock Holmes.

Xia Wuchen smiled and said, "I am the deputy master of Baichuan Hall."

"Eh? Baichuantang, the Supervision Institute on the World?"

"A few years ago, I happened to save the master of Baichuan Hall, so I became the deputy master of Baichuan Hall."

"Ah, it's unbelievable."

"Yes, who would have thought that I would be the vice president of Baichuan Hall."

"No, I mean, Wuchen, you are the deputy head of Baichuan Tang, and I am the president of the Supervision Institute. Isn't the court and Jianghu in our hands? I feel a little self-inflated."

Suddenly, there was a curse outside: "You turtle, stop."

Then I saw a figure pushing the door in. When Ling Yue and Xia Wuchen saw it clearly, they found that the figure was flowing at night. After that, a flash of figure flashed in, but Ouyang Wan was panting. Ouyang Wan threw the magic willow sword to the ground. The real person fell into the soft thin fur and gasped: "I'm exhausted."

Ling Yue smiled and said, "Ouyang bodyguard, have you finished your test with Liu Ye?"

"Don't, don't mention contempt to me. I'm going to be pissed off."

"What's wrong? Isn't it your dream to be able to compete martial arts with Liu Ye? Why are you so angry?

"He, he is a turtle. He doesn't have any tricks with me at all. He only knows how to run around. He's exhausted. I'm exhausted."

Ouyang Wan gasped, but Liu Ye stood flatly as if nothing had happened. Suddenly, Liu Ye's eyes fell on a stack of peach blossom cakes on the table, and he turned his head and wondered, "Oh, peach blossom cakes."

For a while, Liu Ye stood at the table and ate the pale peach blossom cake seriously. He ignored it at all and gritted his teeth with hatred.

In the Queen's Hall, Qinlan's eyebrows were tight and her face was indifferent.

"Do you think it's so easy to do fine work?" Yi Chuguan's face was full of anger.

The corners of Qinlan's eyes are slanted and full of contempt: "What if you are found?"

"Huh, are you an idiot? If you find it, it will involve me. Don't involve others because of your stupidity.

Qinlan sneered and said, "Stupid? I think you are stupid."

"I'm stupid?"

"Isn't it stupid to summon the seventh prince to the queen's palace?" Qinlan said coldly.

"Go down. I don't want to argue with you."

"Each other." Qinlan left with a cold face.

Yi Chuguan clenched his fist and gently knocked on the table. His eyes were full of murder. Dugulan's existence is an uncontrollable pawn for her. Since she can't control it, she can't stay on the chessboard. However, before leaving, Emperor Chu repeatedly told him that he could not hurt Dugulan. Anyway, Dugulan's mother sacrificed too much for the royal family of Chu, so she couldn't help but indulge Dugulan.

It doesn't matter if it's just indulged, but what worries Yi Chuguan is whether Dugulan will show a dagger at herself at a critical time. No, it can't go on like this. You must cultivate your own power, otherwise it will only be slaughtered by others.

Director of the Supervision Institute, this is the person Chu has always wanted to investigate. Indulgence is meticulous all over the world, but no clue can be found about the dean. Now that Murong Lingyue has become the dean, where did the original dean go? Why did Emperor Xia let a subjugated princess take over the president of the supervisory institute? Or is this what the dean means?

All kinds of questions hovered in Yi Chuguan's heart, but all questions must be solved with that cup of tea.

In the spring palace, Liu Ye lay down on the chair and took a leisurely nap after eating the last piece of peach cake, and Ouyang Wan was summoned by an order.

"Try it with tea. Wuchen, I have an idea.

Xia Wuchen smiled and said, "I know what you are thinking."

"Eh? Do you know?"

"Holy fragrant flowers." Xia Wuchen said, "Since she can become a fine work, the queen must be a thoughtful person, and how can she put holy fragrant flowers in the tea? How could she use this invincible trick?

"So, the queen tried you with tea." Ling Yue said, "Wuchun, what are you going to do?"

"Watch the change. On the contrary, Ling Yue, you haven't seen such a haggard city for more than ten days?

"Use your brain too much, use your brain too much. Your father asked me to take over the supervisory institute, and I have to be more serious. Ling Yue got up and stretched out, "Would you like to play with me at the Supervision Institute?"

"Go to the supervisory court? Play?"

"Yes, let's go, let's go. Your fragrance makes me fall asleep." Ling Yue walked to Liu Ye's side and patted Liu Ye's face, "If you are full, you will sleep and become a pig."

Liu Ye's sleepy eyes were hazy and muttered, "How nice it is to become a pig."

"That's all right. Just sleep here, Wuchen. Let's go to the Supervision Institute."

In the Supervision Institute, Wu held a teacup in his hand and was about to turn over the scroll when he saw Ling Yue and Xia Wuchen coming. Then he got up and said, "I want to see His Royal Highness and the Dean."

"Old Wu, why are you drinking tea every time I see you?" Ling Yue smiled.

"Ha ha, just get used to it, just get used to it. I don't know what the dean can do?"

"It's okay. I'll play. You keep drinking your tea and reading your books. Don't worry about me." Ling Yue glanced at the scroll on the table, "Huh? Wan Hanyin, isn't this poetry and song? Old Wu, do you like to read poems and songs?

"If you have nothing to do, just take a look."

Where is Ke Chengyang? Why can't I see him every time I come?"

"Chengyang, he is busy with the case."

"Oh." Ling Yue nodded and suddenly asked, "What case?"

"Murder in the secret room."

Ling Yue was stunned: "Wow, what's wrong with the secret room murder case? Tell me about it. Don't stand and talk while drinking tea.

Wu Yong did not have a support. He sat directly back on the chair and continued to hold the teacup: "Three days ago, Wu Shanggong died in his room with a sharp blade in his back, but strangely, all the doors and windows were locked from the inside at that time."

"Is there any water?" Ling Yue suddenly asked.

"No, why did the dean ask?"

Ling Yue said, "Just put ice on the ground, insert the dagger into it, and then stand on the chair, with your back to the sharp blade and fall back."

"So that's the case, but the land was spotless at that time. What's more strange is that Wu Shanggong's face was calm when he died. From the analysis of the situation, it seems that he was killed in his sleep."

"Wochen, what do you think?"

Xia Wuchen held his chin and was stunned for a long time. He said quietly, "Isn't Wu Shang Palace serving the crown princess? Is it related to Wu Shanggong's death and the disappearance of the crown princess?"

"Old Wu, take me to the crime scene." Ling Yue thought for a while and said, "Forget it, I'll go by myself. Wuchen, let's go."