Her Celestial Masters and Handsome Men League

Chapter 54: There are many doubts

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"Hurry up and bring the relevant people here!" Fu Mingrui was extremely unhappy. It was true that beautiful women were poisonous. His subordinates were so bewitched by Yu Sanniang next door that they forgot their duties.

The constable from the Eight Gates also blushed and hurried over to bring the person over.

A moment later, all the maids and servants were brought in and knelt in the yard.

Yu Sanniang leaned against the stone table and continued to watch the show. When she arrived, the servants of the Ma family had already warmly brought her tea and snacks, and this was not Ma Guanqun's order.

Duanmu Qingchen returned to Yu Sanniang's side and took a sip of tea: "Why don't you do anything? Is it that Lian Youyou who is doing it all?"

Yu Sanniang gently picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Duanmu Qingchen: "I've done it, haven't I?" Yu Sanniang swept her jade hand across the table full of tea and snacks and smiled sweetly.

Duanmu Qingchen smiled and couldn't help but sigh: "A beautiful smile is enough to captivate the whole country."

Yu Sanniang glanced at him and looked at Lian Youyou who walked out of the house leisurely. She could recite the man's sweet words by heart.

Fu Mingrui looked at the maid kneeling at the front with a dark face: "Tell me what happened this morning again!"

The maid's face turned pale with fright once again at Fu Mingrui's stern shout, and she recounted in detail the disappearance of Young Master Huadie.

Fu Mingrui took off the teapot lid and turned to the maid: "Is it this kind of butterfly?"

The maid was immediately frightened and screamed: "Ah - this kind of butterfly! Ah -" The maid stepped back again and again, as if she had seen a ghost. The other servants were also afraid and moved away.

Ma Guanqun didn’t see it clearly at first, so he immediately came over to take a closer look.

"Son! It's my son!" Huang Yue'e quickly hugged the teapot and covered it. If her son turned into a butterfly, then this butterfly would be a part of her son.

“Don’t worry~ There’s another bed inside~~~” Lian came out slowly and pointed inside the house.

Those who had seen the butterfly before were frightened.

"besides!"

“It’s so scary!”

Only Huang Yue'e heard it and immediately shouted, "Close the door! Seal all the windows!"

The servants who did not need to be questioned wanted to enter the house, but were immediately stopped by the police: "No, that is the scene. If so many people enter now, it will destroy the scene and affect the investigation of the case."

"Then close the door, close the door, okay?" Huang Yue'e hurried to the door and closed it. She glanced at the leisurely Lian Youyou and became suspicious. Why are all the royal magicians girls? Aren't they usually monks or Taoist priests? Are they reliable

Lian Youyou stood in front of the door and glanced at everyone: "Who sent your young master back last night?"

"I, we..." Several servants crawled out.

Fu Mingrui followed closely and asked: "Where did your young master come from?"

"Return, report to the Lord, I am back from Saixian Pavilion."

"Saixian Pavilion?" Fu Mingrui continued to ask, fearing that he would be one step behind Lian Youyou again. "Did he say he was not feeling well at the time? What did he say? What did he do?"

Lian Youyou leaned aside, with her arms folded across her chest, watching Fu Mingrui interrogate the servants. She could see a hint of irritation in Fu Mingrui's expression. It seemed that Fu Mingrui was anxious and didn't want to lose to this woman.

"The young master was drunk and unconscious, and he kept singing a little song..."

"What ditty?" Fu Mingrui's questioning became more aggressive.

The servants looked at each other, recalled together, and pieced together the pieces one by one.

"Beauty~~Beauty~~You attract my attention..."

Duanmu Qingchen, who was eating cakes, was stunned. This case was actually related to a beauty!

“… Your body is so beautiful, my heart is beating wildly. When will you let me taste your honey~~~and pick your~~heart~~”

The maid who bathed Ma Yun also confirmed: "Yes, the young master was humming this song while bathing, and he also kissed us..." The maid blushed and said, "The young master also said, beauty, you want to kill me... or something..."

Duanmu Qingchen's peach blossom eyes immediately widened. It was true that beauty was poisonous, and it poisoned Ma Yun to death. He could not help but glance at Yu Sanniang, but if it was such a beauty, I'm afraid any man would be willing to die under her skirt.

After listening to everyone's confession, Fu Mingrui realized that he could not get any more information out of them, so he immediately raised his hand and said, "Let's go! To Saixian Pavilion!"

Lian Youyou quickly caught up: "Hey, Fu Mingrui, why are you running so fast? Are you afraid of losing to me?" Lian Youyou followed closely beside Fu Mingrui and looked at him teasingly.

Fu Mingrui ignored him and continued moving forward.

"Being anxious is a big taboo in investigating a case~~~" Lian said leisurely.

Fu Mingrui was stunned and stopped.

Lian Youyou looked at him sideways: "Have you ever thought about why this butterfly from southern Xinjiang appeared in the capital?"

Fu Mingrui heard a buzzing sound in his head, and he finally realized that he had become impatient without knowing when.

He quickly calmed down, walked forward slowly, and sorted out his thoughts step by step. He should not be affected by this bet, by a woman. He quickly adjusted his mentality and began to sort out the known clues in his mind. The biggest question now is: where is Ma Yun's body? Why did the butterfly from southern Xinjiang come to the capital

The Qian Dynasty is surrounded by the southern border, the northern region, the East Sea and the western sands. The southern border is the territory of the Qian Dynasty, but it is extremely remote and few people go there. According to legend, there are only dense jungles and local indigenous people there, which is very mysterious.

Butterflies from southern Xinjiang would not appear in Beijing. Southern Xinjiang and Beijing are thousands of miles away. If the butterfly were alone, it would not be able to fly such a long distance. Unless someone brought it here.

Then, who was this person who brought the corpse-eating butterflies from southern Xinjiang to Beijing

He finally calmed down slowly, but was surprised that his usually calm state of mind would be disturbed by a woman. Could it be that he was really arrogant, as Lian Youyou said, and actually cared a lot about the title of detective

"That woman's name is Lian Youyou. I've found out about it for you." Suddenly, Duanmu Qingchen had come close to him, hooked his neck, and said slyly, "Don't say that I didn't help you, brother. Sanniang is mine, and Lian Youyou is yours." Duanmu Qingchen patted his chest and smiled ambiguously.

Fu Mingrui frowned: "We are investigating a case, can you be more serious? Where are those two women?" Fu Mingrui immediately looked forward. He did not pay attention to their movements while he was sorting out his thoughts. At this time, he found that he had arrived at the gate.

"Yes." Duanmu Qingchen pointed to the door, and Lian Youyou and Yu Sanniang were about to get on the carriage. After Duanmu Qingchen finished pointing, he patted Fu Mingrui's chest again, "I'm going to find my Sanniang, you can do whatever you want~~"

Fu Mingrui didn't understand what he meant, but saw Duanmu Qingchen running over, trying to get a ride on the carriage!

Fu Mingrui sighed helplessly in his heart. He had said before that he would avoid suspicion with the prince, so why should he worry now? At this glance, he knew who Duanmu Qingchen would favor.

"Master Fu - Master Fu -" Ma Guanqun chased after him, "Take me with you, I want to find my son!" Ma Guanqun was worried.

Fu Mingrui didn't say anything, but winked at the Eight Gates Constable who followed him, and ran down the high steps of the Shangshu Mansion, his eyes still looking in the direction of Lian Youyou's carriage. (To be continued)