"Your Highness, the Crown Prince! My Lord!" Suddenly Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan came in, stood outside the bathroom door and saluted respectfully, "Wang Cuihua has been arrested!"
Fu Mingrui immediately took off the bath towel, got up from the bathtub with a "splash", and put it on his body.
Duanmu Qingchen's peach blossom eyes widened, and he looked at Fu Mingrui's always impetuous figure in confusion: "What are you doing! Why don't you soak for a while?"
Fu Mingrui quickly wiped himself with a bath towel: "I have to go to the interrogation."
"So late?!"
"Do you think we in the Eight Gates are as idle as you, the prince?!" Fu Mingrui turned around and shouted angrily. He had really reached the limit of his patience with Duanmu Qingchen.
Duanmu Qingchen was frightened. Looking at Fu Mingrui's face that was full of regret after he vented his anger, he smiled wickedly: "Hey, hey, hey, don't regret getting angry at me! What, are you afraid of having your head chopped off now?!"
Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan stood outside trembling. They wondered what sin their master had done in his previous life that he was entangled with this playboy and prince in this life.
Fu Mingrui looked as if he wanted to die again, and his handsome face looked noticeably older because of Duanmu Qingchen.
Zhao Cheng took a step forward and said, "Sir, you might as well have a good rest tonight. Throwing that old witch in jail to scare her for a night will only make her behave better tomorrow."
Fu Mingrui thought for a moment and decided that this was a good suggestion. In the past, those criminals who were not honest would confess after being thrown into jail for a few days. This was a psychological tactic.
"You should also take a shower and have a rest. There are other brothers on duty. You have worked hard today." Fu Mingrui still put on his clothes. Although he didn't need to interrogate him, he didn't want to stay with this prince for even a moment longer.
"Yes!" Zhao Chengwangquan smiled relaxedly and hurried out of the bathhouse.
Duanmu Qingchen saw Fu Mingrui was about to leave, so he quickly stood up and said, "Don't you need to be interrogated? Stay with me for a while."
Fu Mingrui turned around and her beautiful eyes shone coldly: "I'm not your concubine! You need someone to accompany you back to the palace!" Fu Mingrui turned away and left.
"Hmph, why don't you accompany me to find Youyou?" Duanmu Qingchen said leisurely.
Fu Mingrui paused, clenched his fists, and turned to look at him: "Can you please be quiet? Don't disturb Miss Lian?"
Duanmu Qingchen grinned wickedly, turned around and leaned against the bathroom door to look at Fu Mingrui: "Tell me the truth, do you... like Youyou?"
Fu Mingrui's face immediately turned red, and he turned around and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"
Duanmu Qingchen raised his eyebrows, his eyes deep: "Hey, let's agree on a fair competition. I won't use my status as the crown prince to pressure you. Whoever Youyou chooses, everyone will be convinced."
Fu Mingrui narrowed his eyes, turned his back to Duanmu Qingchen, and said with a gloomy expression: "Don't you like Sanniang?"
"Hahaha~~" Duanmu Qingchen laughed loudly, "Is this prince such a superficial person? Ah?! Can't this prince see that Youyou is better than Sanniang? Besides, Youyou is obviously harder to pursue than Sanniang. I will pursue Youyou first, and then pursue Sanniang. Is there a problem? I am the prince, is there a problem with me having more concubines?"
Fu Mingrui rolled his eyes and said, "No problem." Then he walked out.
Duanmu Qingchen looked at his angry back and shook his head: "Tsk tsk tsk, you like me but you don't admit it. How can you argue with me like this? Hey - Mingrui - you still have to tell me about Wanqing's matter~~~~~" He still remembered what Fu Mingrui said about the corpse water, which made him vomit for a long time.
Since what Lian Youyou applied on his hands was corpse water, and considering what he saw and heard today, it means that Wanqing's case must not be as simple as it seems, and it is definitely not the version written by Fu Mingrui when he closed the case. That brat must be hiding something. Duanmu Qingchen is so smart that no strange incident can escape his invincible eyes, the smartest in the universe.
The Eight Gates has a bedroom exclusively for Fu Mingrui. When encountering major or important cases, everyone lives in the Eight Gates, including Fu Mingrui.
Fu Mingrui returned to the bedroom and turned around to close the door. Logically, as the leader of the Eight Gates, he should take good care of Duanmu Qingchen's bedtime. At least, as long as the prince didn't sleep, he, the leader of the Eight Gates, couldn't sleep.
But today, he didn't want to look at Duanmu Qingchen any more. If he couldn't get rid of her, he really wanted to "send" Duanmu Qingchen back to the palace.
He was about to close the door when it was suddenly pushed open and Duanmu Qingchen rushed in: "Mingrui, Mingrui, tell me, is Wanqing not really like that?" Duanmu Qingchen kept raising an eyebrow at Mingrui.
Fu Mingrui stared at him with her beautiful eyes wide open: "No comment! Please go back, Your Highness!" He was already being polite this time.
Duanmu Qingchen narrowed his peach blossom eyes, with a look of sudden realization: "Oh~~ I understand. It's not convenient to say it, right? It doesn't matter. We have one night, we can sleep together, you can talk slowly, I'll close the door first." As he said that, he turned around and closed the door, which stunned the guards Wu Guang and Chen Feng at the door, especially Duanmu Qingchen's expression was still shifty and sneaky, which made them both numb all over.
"Bang" Duanmu Qingchen really closed the door!
Immediately, Chen Feng and Wu Guang at the door became stiff all over, like wooden sculptures.
Inside the room, Fu Mingrui stood with his hand on his forehead, his temples were swollen and painful.
Duanmu Qingchen lay down on Fu Mingrui's bed, propped up his face with one hand, and hooked his finger at Fu Mingrui: "If you don't tell me, I won't leave. If you dare to beat me and leave, then tomorrow you and your Fu family will reunite in Tianlao~~~"
What does it look like when a scoundrel becomes a prince? He can act like a scoundrel without restraint because you dare not hit him!
"Ah—" Fu Mingrui could only sigh in compromise and began to tell Duanmu Qingchen Wanqing the truth.
The night wind blows gently and insects chirp.
Fu Mingrui's confidants who were guarding the courtyard had stiff expressions as they looked at Fu Mingrui's bedroom, where the candles had gone out. The entire courtyard was so quiet at this moment that not even a breath could be heard...
The next morning, when Fu Mingrui came out of his bedroom, he found that the way each of his subordinates looked at him was not right. He didn't understand what was wrong, and thought that it must be because the prince stayed overnight at the Eight Gates, which made them all extremely nervous.
"Ah~~~~ I slept so comfortably~~~~" Prince Duanmu Qingchen came out of Fu Mingrui's bedroom with a relaxed look on his face. Chen Feng and the others all lowered their heads immediately, their bodies remaining stiff.
Fu Mingrui looked at them one by one. They seemed to be respectful to the prince, but their looks always made Fu Mingrui feel that something was not normal.
"Sir!" Zhao Cheng came in hurriedly, feeling refreshed after a night's rest. "Dean Yu is here."
"Oh?" Fu Mingrui was a little surprised. Yu Pingting's father came so early, which surprised him. He immediately looked at Chen Feng and the others who had been standing guard all night, "You guys go down and have a rest."
"Yes!" Everyone dispersed immediately, but Fu Mingrui clearly noticed that they seemed to be relieved and hurried to flee. He also had Yu Pingting's case in front of him, so he didn't care about Chen Feng and the others' weirdness. (To be continued)