The eventful autumn of the royal palace

Looking Zhao Qing, who was full of resentment, left, I smiled gently, pulled back my hand from Wei Zhaohua's palm, and raised my eyebrows and said, "What's the great thing happened last night? How dared that Lord Rui left his bride and hurriedly left on the wedding night?"

"Are you angry?" Wei Zhaohua looked at me with a smile, and there was a trace of imperceptible pride in his eyes.

"I'm not so stingy, I'm just worried about the safety of the prince." He turned around and sat down on the sandalwood chair, picked up the tea that Zhan Yan had made again, and tasted it carefully.

"It's okay to talk about whether it's big or small, even if it's okay to talk to you." Wei Zhaohua sat down beside me and held a cup of tea by himself.

"In the past three months, the condemned prisoner in the heavenly prison has been repeatedly dug for his heart, and the murderer's knife is clean and neat. After digging the heart, the surface skin can still be sewn tightly," he glanced at me and then said, "It's not so much a murderer as a butcher."

I was silent for a moment and looked up and asked Wei Zhaohua, "Can you let Yuechen see the body?"

He locked his eyebrows and asked slowly after a long time, "You are a woman. What are you doing?"

"Your Majesty, if this matter is not resolved as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will make the emperor unhappy."

"Are you sure that you can find out the case after the autopsy?" Wei Zhaohua's eyes suddenly turned sharp. I glanced at him and said indifferently, "Although I don't have ten to have the confidence to solve the case for my wife, 70% may provide some clues for the prince."

"Why did you say this?"

"When I was a child, I followed my master to a few fox demons, but I also met the heart-digging thing, so this time I thought that maybe I could help the prince."

Wei Zhaohua narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, and his lips rippled with a light smile: "I didn't expect the princess to think of a place with me. It's really wonderful."

I was a little surprised by this turn. I didn't expect that Wei Zhaohua, as a prince, was usually in contact with serious personnel, but he could also think of this. I really didn't know which master called him.

After a few words with me, Wei Zhaohua was called out by Chen Jian, saying that an adult in the court was visiting, so I had to take Zhan Yan and Zhan Cui to hang out in the royal palace.

After really visiting the Ruiwang Mansion, I found that the Royal Mansion is actually not big. Except for the yard where Wei Zhaohua and I live, the rest are the Xianglian courtyard where several concubines live and the Qinglian courtyard where Zhao Qing lives. The subordinates's rooms are on the inconspicuous side, and the remaining empty courtyards are uninhabited. It looks really deserted.

"Zhan Yan, has the royal palace always been so quiet?" Looking at the dusty yard in the backyard, it is really difficult for me to associate it with the three words of Prince Rui.

"This..."

"What happened in the royal palace?" I stopped and turned around to look at the hesitant Zhan Yan.

Zhan Cui looked at Zhan Yan and said respectfully, "Go back to the princess, since Prince Xiang died in our house seven months ago, the prince has driven out most of the servants in the house, so the palace has become what it is now."

"Prince Xiang? A violent death?" I broke my fingers and calculated it. Seven months ago, didn't it be the time when I first met Wei Zhaohua?

"Prince Xiang is the younger brother of the prince. When he was drinking in the house before July, he suddenly bled and died."

"Lord Xiang has an old disease, or... poisoned?" I frowned and asked Zhan Cui.

"Prince Xiang has always been healthy, and the wine that night was also poisoned by the attendant. It should be non-toxic."

"Oh? That's strange." It seems that the capital is really not peaceful. If I don't care about the digging, I'm afraid something big will happen.

"Princess, do you want to see the royal palace again?" Zhan Yan asked softly.

"No, let's go back."

When I came back, I passed the Qinglian courtyard and heard Zhao Qing clamoring in the courtyard, as if he was angry with the twelve ginsengs I sent.

I stopped and stood at the gate of Qinglian Courtyard. I was sorry for the ginseng that Hua Wuyan had dug with her own hands. The third brother once said that I always acted recklessly and regretted it afterwards, but now I really agree with this sentence.

"Zhan Cui, pay attention to some Qinglianyuan. If Mrs. Zhao is dissatisfied with snow ginseng, please report it in time." If the girl dares to spoil my ginseng, the original fairy will ask her to eat some other things to supplement.

However, I'm not a calculating person. I just can't see what others destroy my treasure. Even if I have given up, I can't tolerate any sand in my eyes. When Meizhen met me more than ten thousand years ago, he buried me and said that my heart was a little narrow. I thought that after such a long time, those problems brought out of the mother's womb would eventually converge a little, but I didn't expect to be hooked out by a mortal today.

I smiled, Zhao Qing. If you want to complain, you should blame your prince for marrying a poultry and going home.

It's really hard to talk about the prince's errand. I haven't looked at him since I saw Wei Zhaohua at noon. When Chen Jian asked, he knew that the old man had gone to the palace again. He was really the pillar of the country, and the immortal sighed.

At the good time after lunch, I felt that it was a pity to use it to sleep, so I took Chen Jian with a tired face and chatt, "Housekeeper Chen, I am still not clear about some details about this royal palace. I wonder if you can answer one or two for me?"

"Princess, please speak." The smart housekeeper on the opposite side obviously began to have close contact with his eyelids.

"I saw that many rooms in the backyard were dirty and messy. I wonder if Housekeeper Chen can give me an explanation?" I asked lightly, but Chen Jian trembled on the stool.

"The prince has a life. No one in the backyard can rectify it so that it can be left." Chen Jian was really not bad. She pushed the matter to Wei Zhaohua and turned white.

"But how did I hear that there was a bad thing in the royal palace?" I looked sideways at Chen Jian, with a smile on my face that didn't change in front of me.

"Where did the princess hear about this?" Chen Jian smiled awkwardly, and there was a little unnaturalness between her eyebrows.

"Of course it's in the Qingfeng Tower," I handed Chen Jian a cup of tea and shocked him. "Housekeeper Chen will never forget the work before the princess married into the royal palace, will he?"

"Work...cough." The bean-sized beads of sweat began to slide off Chen Jian's head. I looked at him with a smile. Ming Zhan Cui took a veil and handed it to Chen Jian's hand.

"Does Housekeeper Chen think of what happened seven months ago?"

"Princess, seven months ago, the prince asked to go to Saibei to Pingding the Yi Rebellion. He was killed by treachery and returned to the capital after a lifetime." Chen Jian began to talk about him, but she didn't know that his words just solved my confusion.

"So it is," I-fuck-handed and deeply locked my eyebrows. "The prince is for the country and the people, and he did not hesitate to spoil his own house as it is now, which is really touching." I got up and patted Chen Jian on the shoulder vigorously, shaking my head and walking out of the room alone.

After picking up an empty place, I floated on the roof and looked at the white clouds all over the sky with my arm, and my heart was sad for no reason.

Wei Zhaohua's brother's death is strange, and the death penalty in the prison is strange. If I guess correctly, I'm afraid it's from the same demon. And the purpose of this demon is not just as simple as Zhu Yan. Wei Zhaohua asked for an order to calm down the chaos. He couldn't let go of his brother's death, but he didn't think about other people's ways. If he hadn't met the immortal in Luoxia Mountain, he would have become a dead soul under the knife.

Rao's thoughts flew in my mind, and I still slept soundly in the chaos. When I woke up again, the sunset glow had already dyed the sky red. I stood on the roof and stretched out. I inadvertently caught a glimpse of a pot of porridge in the royal palace. Everyone looked flustered as if they were looking for something.

Immortals are kind by nature and willing to help others. So with my inner encouragement, I swept down the roof and followed the sweaty Chen Jian around the yard, promising to find some clues for him.

"Princess... My princess, God bless you, don't play hide-and-seek with the slaves." Chen Jian turned around like a fly and read words in her mouth. After listening to it for a long time, I realized that he was actually calling the immortal in order to appear immediately, but Chen Jian almost fell to the ground.

"King, princess." Chen Jian swallowed her saliva and looked at me standing behind him with a doubtful face.

"Looking for me? What's the matter?" Point to your nose.

"The prince went back to the house and said that he was looking for you to do business with him, but he couldn't find you all over the palace. The prince didn't allow the slaves to shout, so everyone had to look for them room by room.

I nodded and asked, "Does he know all about it?" Of course, it refers to the death of Prince Xiang and Wei Zhaohua's request to calm the chaos.

"Yes." Chen Jian suddenly looked solemn and lowered his head.

When I returned to the room, I saw Wei Zhaohua sitting on the red sandalwood chair and staring at Zhan Cui and Zhan Yan, who were kneeling on the ground like a black-faced strange man.

"Zhan Cui and Zhan Yan, get up." Looking at the two girl who trembled with fear, I couldn't bear to bear it.

"Kneel down." Wei Zhaohua did not raise his head and slowly spit out two words.

"Your Highness." Looking at him, this man's stinky air is really bigger.

"Come in with me." Wei Zhaohua raised his eyes and glanced at me and walked straight in.

I sighed, walked to Zhan Cui and Zhan Yan and rescued them, and then followed Wei Zhaohua into the room.

Sure enough, in addition to questioning me where I was going, Wei Zhaohua also asked me to investigate the secret of the royal palace without permission. However, Wei Zhaohua is not a god. He learned that this matter was just because one of Zhao Qing's girl inadvertently heard my conversation with Zhan Cui. In a word, there is no secret between me and his husband and wife, and there is only frankness and leniency.

Wei Zhaohua may be thinking about my extraordinary woman, so he will no longer coax me. Under my good guidance, I will make a secret about what happened seven months ago. He repeated it for more than half an hour, and the result was no same as my guess. The only drawback was that he sent an dark guard to find a job and inspect the autopsy for Prince Xiang. The autopsy report is naturally an abnormal death, but the cause of death is unknown. Any possibility that may lead to bleeding and suffocation is not among them. I was slightly puzzled by Wei Zhaohua and told him that his brother might have died of some kind of curse.

"Yuechen, tonight, you can explore the prison at night with me." Wei Zhaohua was silent for a long time and came to such a conclusion.

"Night Detective? "Zi Shi?" His eyebrows were entangled in one place, "You are responsible for thoroughly investigating this matter, but why are you so sneaky?"

"My father has ordered that no one can approach the prison, and I am no exception." Wei Zhaohua's eyebrows were also deeply locked, "Zi Shi's guard changes shifts, and it is most easy to sneak into the prison."

"Your Majesty, the autopsy is a great murderer." I looked up at Wei Zhaohua, and I hope he can understand the danger he is about to face.