After hearing this, Shen Zhiyan was puzzled, what exactly did His Highness want to ask and why did he only ask about Xiuhe, a maidservant
Qin Ruobi walked around the dragon and quickly remembered, but she didn't understand that His Highness always did some unexpected things.
Murong Ci stared at Xiuhe without blinking, Xiuhe lowered her head in embarrassment and restraint, as if she had been poked into a sore spot, a little uneasy.
"You have served your young master for many years, and you have grown in love with him for a long time. You like your young master, don't you?"
Murong Ci's voice was clear and clear, like a light clasp of jade, jingling and crisp.
Xiuhe raised her eyes in shock, with an incredulous expression on her face. The next moment she realized that her mind had been punctured, she lowered her head in panic and did not speak.
Shen Zhiyan was surprised, Qin Ruo was shocked, and the different expressions were surprisingly synchronized.
However, it's not uncommon for a maid to like a young master, so there's nothing surprising about it.
"Xiuhe, you have served your son for five or six years. Your son is handsome and talented. How could you not like it? But you are only a servant who has signed a contract of sale, so you are not qualified to marry your son. If Mrs. Zhao agrees, you I can only be a concubine." Murong Ci's voice was as sharp as pearls rolling off a jade plate.
"In these years, your young master studied hard in Han Chuang, and you served him and stayed by his side. He felt that this kind of life was very beautiful, and he wanted to go on like this forever. Unfortunately, your young master met a girl he likes, and he went out to have a tryst with that girl every day. You are angry, you are jealous, you are resentful, but there is nothing you can do to stop the young master."
"It's not like that, although I like the young master, but I..." Xiuhe anxiously defended.
"You want to know what kind of girl your young master likes, so you ask him from time to time, hoping to know which family the girl is from and whether she is a lady. Only after you understand that, can you deal with that girl better , take your young master's heart back." Murong Ci said coldly.
"It's not like that, I'm not jealous, and I'm not going to deal with that girl." Xiuhe shook her head vigorously, panicked and helpless, almost collapsed from being forced.
"Your son died, and you concluded that it was related to that girl, so you revealed the identity of the girl to the government to avenge your son."
"I'm just telling the truth whether the young master was killed by that girl, how can I know that I'm just telling the government what I know?"
"In your heart, you have long concluded that the girl is the murderer. If you want to avenge your young master, you should say that the girl is Princess Duanrou."
"It's not that I'm just saying what I know I don't"
Xiuhe shook her head in dismay, then covered her head, her eyes were bloodshot due to the excitement, tears welled up in her eyelashes, and she was in extreme pain.
Shen Zhiyan couldn't understand more and more, it seemed that there was no need to force her like this.
She likes Yang Qingsong, and she has no reason to murder him, and it is only natural for her to say that Princess Duanrou is the girl he likes.
Murong Ci's eyes were cold and stern, and he said firmly: "After Zhao Qingsong disappeared, you must have gone to see Princess Duanrou, didn't you?"
Xiuhe sniffed, her eyes were red, big tears rolled down her yellowish cheeks, "I went to Yuwangfu to look for Princess Duanrou."
Murong Ci sneered, "Unfortunately, you can't find her. Because the guards of Yuwang Mansion said that Princess Duanrou is not in the Imperial Capital at all and has never been back. You are confused and can't figure out what is going on. If Princess Duanrou If you are really not in the Imperial Capital, then you can’t figure out whether the girl with Zhao Qingsong is Princess Duanrou, but finally figured it out, it must be Princess Duanrou who left the Imperial Capital in a hurry, and told the guards of Yuwangfu to say She never came back. This time, when you saw the bones of your young master, you believed that Princess Duanrou killed him and then escaped from the imperial capital. Therefore, you have to tell the government about Princess Duanrou and ask the government to find her .”
Xiuhe was sobbing and wiping her tears, she calmed down a bit, with a stubborn look on her face, "I want the government to investigate Princess Duanrou. There was a dispute between people. It wasn't Princess Duanrou who killed the young master, who else?"
Shen Zhiyan was ashamed, His Highness really looked like a torch, digging out such a dark and private thought.
Murong Ci stopped asking, and said to him: "Go and see the Zhao family's other garden later."
He said to Xiuhe: "You go to the Bieyuan and wait for us first, then we have to ask you something."
Xiuhe nodded and left full of emotions.
Qin Ruo gave a thumbs up in admiration, "How did Your Highness see that Xiuhe likes Zhao Qingsong?"
"Her subtle expression betrayed her." Murong Ci laughed.
"Perhaps there is a portrait of that girl left in the Bieyuan." Shen Zhiyan's excitement was beyond words, "Your Highness, do you want to go now?"
"Noon is approaching, let's go after lunch. I miss Lin Yu's meals."
"I have already asked Miss Lin to prepare."
Not long after, Lin Yu cooked lunch, and they ate together, talking and laughing again.
After lunch, Murong Ci and Shen Zhiyan hurried to Zhao's Bieyuan.
The servants of Zhao's Bieyuan knew that they were here to investigate the death of the young master, so they graciously led them in.
The bookstore where Zhao Qingsong studies has two rooms, inside and outside, which are decorated in an elegant and simple way, and there are several pots of seasonal flowers, which are full of vitality and add a bit of delicate color. The outside room is spacious, the books all over the wall are neatly arranged, and the desks are also neat and tidy. Rolls of calligraphy and paintings are placed in celadon painting vats, and a low couch is placed inside, with a hanger on the side for the owner to use. Take a short break.
Xiuhe stood aside, her chin slightly lowered, her eyes
Still red and swollen, the mood returned to calm.
"Did Zhao Qingsong be like this when he was alive?" Murong Ci's eyes slowly swept over every corner.
"It's exactly the same as the son when he was alive, the girl just tidied up the books." Xiuhe replied.
"Don't Zhao Qingsong like to hang up calligraphy and painting sheets?" Shen Zhiyan noticed that there was not a single painting or calligraphy on the wall.
"My lord doesn't like hanging calligraphy and paintings." She replied softly.
Murong Ci saw a stack of white paper on the desk, pressed with a ruler, it should be a manuscript of poetry. She picked it up and flipped through it, and found that they were indeed poems praising the woman she liked, the ultimate praise, the ultimate infatuation, the ultimate love, almost crazy.
In Zhao Qingsong's writing, the beloved girl is a peerless beauty without any blemishes and as beautiful as a fairy.
Shen Zhiyan took it and flipped through it, and asked, "Where are Zhao Qingsong's calligraphy and paintings?"
Xiuhe pointed to the painting vat and said, "It's all here."
There were about a dozen volumes in the painting vat, and he picked up one and unfolded it, which was not a portrait of a woman.
Murong Ci also searched together, but they couldn't find the portrait of the woman after searching through the paintings and calligraphy.
"Didn't you say that Zhao Qingsong painted a portrait of that girl? There is none here, is it in a collection?"
"Young master's calligraphy and paintings are all here, and they won't be collected. You study hard in the bookstore every day. For the convenience of looking at them anytime, anywhere, you put the portraits in the painting jar." Xiuhe replied.
"None of these dozen or so. Think about it carefully, will you put it in the bedroom?"
"No. Minnv often cleans the dormitory, and I have never seen calligraphy and painting. The calligraphy and painting in the bookstore are also here. Minnv cleans every day, and it is very clear inside and out."
"That's strange, but the portrait of that girl is missing." Shen Zhiyan rubbed his chin.
Murong Ci looked at him and raised his eyebrows to signal: Could it be that someone stole it
Yes, it's very likely that the legendary mysterious girl stole
She asked solemnly: "During the two or three days when Zhao Qingsong disappeared, did Bieyuan find any thieves?"
Xiuhe shook her head slowly, "No."
Murong Ci and Shen Zhiyan looked at each other, the thief sneaked into Bieyuan and stole a portrait without anyone noticing, he didn't disturb Bieyuan's servants and guards, he should have martial arts. Ordinary burglars are easy to spot.
Afterwards, they went to the dormitory to check it out, and took Zhao Qingsong's manuscripts of poems with them when they finally left.
On the way back to Dali Temple, seeing that they were all reading Zhao Qingsong's poems, Qin Ruo couldn't help asking: "Can you read anything from Zhao Qingsong's poems?"
"I hope to find clues." Shen Zhiyan turned a page.
"Look at this poem." Murong Ci handed over a manuscript in surprise.
"This is a Tibetan acrostic poem, and it really is Princess Duanrou." He raised his handsome eyebrows with joy.
"Send someone to pass the princess to Dali Temple later."
"good."
Qin Ruo frowned and asked in doubt: "Princess Duanrou just came to the Imperial Capital not long ago, Zhao Qingsong died a year ago, was she in the Imperial Capital at that time?"
Murong Ci was also worried, "It's really hard to say whether this matter is related to her."
Murong Shi looks unruly, capricious, lively and coquettish, but she has no heart, and her mind is not so shrewd, would she like Zhao Qingsong, and then kill someone
Murong Shi hurried to Dali Temple after receiving a message from the yamen servant of Dali Temple, because she heard from the yamen servant that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was in Dali Temple.
She rushed in excitedly, ignoring the image of the princess, and only wanted to see His Royal Highness as soon as possible.
Murong Ci was waiting in the backyard, while Shen Zhiyan refilled tea for His Highness, and poured an extra cup for the Princess.
"His Royal Highness, I'm here."
Murong Shi flew over like a dancing colorful butterfly, wearing a delicate red dress, dressed coquettishly and cutely. Because of the excitement and the hot weather, her face was flushed, rosy and healthy.
Murong Ci smiled lightly, "Princess, sit down."
Murong Shi suddenly thought of what Shen Zhili mentioned to her, she must have the temperament and demeanor of a princess, and she can't be ostentatious. So she sat down Shi Shiran, showing a gentle and quiet side, "Your Highness is looking for me."
"Princess, have a cup of tea first." Shen Zhiyan waved his hand in a gentle and elegant manner.
"En." She held it up and took a sip, because Shen Zhili said that His Highness the Crown Prince would like her only if his words and deeds were elegant.
"Princess, how long have you been in the Imperial Capital?" Murong Ci asked lightly.
"It's only a few months. Why does Your Highness ask this?" Murong Shi asked curiously.
"Have you been back before?"
"No, I haven't been back for several years."
"Really?" Shen Zhiyan asked cautiously.
"Of course, everyone in Yuwangfu knows what I lied to you. I have been away from the imperial capital for several years, and third uncle also knows about it." Murong Shi laughed, looking undistracted.
Murong Ci and Shen Zhiyan looked at each other, is she good at acting or is it the truth
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