Lian Youyou frowned slightly, stretched out her hand and touched the light and shadow of Li Juanlan. Immediately, her fate appeared above her head: Li Juanlan died at midnight on September 15th.
When Duanmu Qingchen saw this ending, the golden divine fire became stunned. So, Li Juanlan did not survive as he thought, but was still dead.
What kind of incident was Li Juanlan involved in? Why was it impossible to change her fate of death
Being outside, one is merciless to the chess pieces. But at this moment, the person inside Duanmu Qingchen wanted to know for the first time what kind of story was behind the chess pieces he had placed.
Lian Youyou looked solemn: "It seems that your guess only delayed her death. She will still die at midnight on the fifteenth of next month. Lin Shiyue just became her scapegoat this month. The next fifteenth will still be midnight... Hiss... Is there someone killing girls at midnight on the fifteenth of every month?" Lian Youyou raised her hand and slowly touched her chin. This trick actually turned into a big case.
The light in Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils narrowed slightly: "Sure enough, it's still the same game of chess." From the beginning, they were deciding Li Juanlan's life or death, so, as Lian Youyou said, it's still the same game of chess.
Under the moonlight, Duanmu Jinhong still chose to let Lin Shiyue leave. He smiled faintly at Lin Shiyue: "You go."
"I'll take my leave." Lin Shiyue bowed and when she turned around, Lin Shulun had already come over.
Lin Shulun finally looked relieved when he saw Lin Shiyue: "Why are you here alone?" It turned out that it was unreliable to ask someone to help look after his sister. Yuchi Qian'er had disappeared.
Suddenly, he saw Duanmu Jinhong standing behind Lin Shiyue, and hurriedly saluted: "Your subject Lin Shulun pays homage to His Highness the Third Prince!"
Lin Shiyue lowered her eyes slightly, and it was indeed the Third Prince.
Duanmu Jinhong was also slightly surprised: "Your last name is Lin? The Right Prime Minister is your..."
"It's my father. This is my younger sister Lin Shiyue." Lin Shulun answered seriously, as if he understood the reason why Yuchi Qian'er "disappeared". Perhaps he really had wronged Yuchi Qian'er.
Shiyue was with the Third Prince, so no one would dare to disturb them. At the same time, he was confused, how could Shiyue be with the Third Prince
When Duanmu Jinhong looked at Lin Shiyue again, his eyes became complicated. The daughter of the right prime minister might become Duanmu Qingchen's crown princess. When he thought of this, his chest began to feel stuffy again. The haze that was dispelled by Lin Shiyue began to sweep in like a tide and filled his world.
Why did everything belong to Duanmu Qingchen first? And then it was his turn? The throne was like this, and so were women.
Duanmu Jinhong's eyes also became gloomy, and he stared expressionlessly at Lin Shulun, who was bowing his head respectfully: "Are you leaving? So early?" He hesitated for a moment just now, but this time, he would not let Lin Shiyue leave like this.
"Your Highness, Shiyue has loved calligraphy since she was a child. Today, the calligraphy of Qi Feng, the son of the Minister of Justice, is exquisite, so I want to bring Shiyue to appreciate it." Lin Shulun answered without thinking too much.
But Duanmu Jinhong felt even more unhappy after hearing this. Lin Shulun came to find Lin Shiyue just to take her to meet another man
"Oh? What kind of calligraphy master is he that the Right Prime Minister is interested in him? This prince also wants to take a look. Brother Lin, can you lead the way?" Duanmu Jinhong was unhappy in his heart, but there was still a smile on his face.
Although Lin Shulun was usually calm and steady, he felt a little nervous when the Third Prince suddenly called him Brother Lin. He did not dare to be negligent and immediately turned around: "Your Highness, please come this way." Then, he took Lin Shiyue to lead the way.
Duanmu Jinhong walked to the other side of Lin Shiyue without any hesitation. He wanted to see what kind of person Qi Feng, whom Lin Shulun praised so much, was.
Lin Shiyue was a little shy, and gently pulled Lin Shulun's sleeve and whispered: "Brother, you know I don't like talking to strangers."
Duanmu Jinhong, who was walking beside Lin Shulun, nodded slightly. Shiyue was still reserved. Lin Shiyue didn't like talking to strangers, which was the same as him. In Lin Shiyue, he saw many similarities with himself, which was a mutual appreciation. He couldn't let go of such a confidante who made him admire.
Lin Shulun smiled faintly: "Don't worry, little sister. Master Qi is leaving, but his calligraphy is still left in the pavilion, so I came to take you to appreciate it."
Lin Shiyue was relieved when she heard this. Not only she was relieved, but also Duanmu Jinhong beside them. It turned out that he was only taking Lin Shiyue to see calligraphy, not to see people. It seems that Lin Shulun is a relatively calm person. Previously, when he heard that Lin Shulun suddenly wanted to take Lin Shiyue to meet a strange man, he felt that this brother was reckless.
Between the lanterns, calligraphy works have been hung in the book pavilions, and some people are writing couplets quickly in the pavilions, trying to win the title of the top scholar tonight.
Meanwhile, there is Fu Minghui, who wants to win the first place in both civil and military examinations tonight and prove to Duanmu Yaxin that he is a genius who is proficient in both civil and military affairs.
When Duanmu Jinhong, Lin Shiyue and Lin Shulun walked out, Yuchi Qian'er, who was eating not far away, covered her mouth and laughed secretly. Tonight, Sister Shiyue actually charmed the Third Prince. It seems that her mission as the flower-guarding messenger has been accomplished so far, and she can finally take a break to eat something.
Looking at the Third Prince more closely, he was indeed an exceptionally handsome man. She was immediately envious, Shiyue was really lucky!
"That man is leaving!" Suddenly, Lettuce said hurriedly, staring straight ahead with her blindfolded eyes.
Yuchi Qianer asked curiously: "Who? Who is leaving?"
The fat Buddha smiled and said, "Amitabha, it is indescribable."
Little Lettuce gently pulled Fat Buddha's sleeve: "I want to... follow him and see who it is." Little Lettuce mustered up his courage. He must know the true identity of this demon and protect the safety of the people in the capital.
"Okay." Fat Buddha naturally agreed with Little Lettuce's decision and was happy that Little Lettuce had the courage to stand up.
The Nine Gates are responsible for the security of the capital. If this person is really a murderer, it is our duty to get rid of him. Although there is no evidence, we must first know who it is. I will go back and tell Lian Youyou and see how she handles it. For example, Lian Youyou has a good relationship with Fu Mingrui next door, so Fu Mingrui will definitely believe what Lian Youyou says.
Fat Buddha put down the pastry in his hand, picked up Lettuce without hesitation, and strode in the direction he was looking.
Yuchi Qian'er looked around. How come she became a person again in the end? Well, she would go find the main group. She hadn't met the other princes yet, and the lovely Seventh Princess.
By the way, let's see who will win tonight. Strange, Lin Shiyue doesn't fight or compete, so why is Lin Shulun also not fighting? Did the right prime minister really give up the fight for the position of the prince consort and the queen today? (To be continued)