Murong Ci seriously thought that it was really unimaginable to solve the tragedy of Mie Mie Men in one day.
She frowned slightly and asked, "Do you think Luo Quan is not the murderer?"
Murong Yu ate elegantly, with a low voice, "Luo Quan should be the murderer, but I always feel that the Zhou family's massacre is not so simple. You asked Luo Quan at the end if he had any accomplices, and his smile was very mysterious and puzzling." .”
She didn't expect that she also noticed Luo Quan's mysterious smile, "I also think his smile is very weird. If he has an accomplice, who would the accomplice be? It's obviously not from the Zhou family, maybe a relative or friend, maybe He is the enemy of the Zhou family. But judging from the confession of the Liu family, the Zhou family should have no enemies."
"Perhaps this king is thinking too much."
"Tomorrow, the Japanese Palace will go to Dali Temple to ask Luo Quan."
"Tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Palace banquet, Your Highness remember to return to the palace early."
"Didn't the palace banquet start only at You hour? It must be in time."
Murong Ci swept away half of the dishes in a destructive manner, then drank two cups of tea to relieve his boredom, and then stood up, "It's late at night, I will go back to the palace first."
Murong Yu said unhurriedly: "Can Your Highness find the carriage?"
She frowned, maybe he asked the coachman to drive the carriage to a place where she couldn't find her? She gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "What do you want?"
He wiped his mouth gracefully with a silk handkerchief, then stood up, "I will take you back to the East Palace."
She gritted her teeth fiercely and walked out quickly.
The carriage was sparkling, and the carriage was so quiet, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief seeing that he hadn't behaved inappropriately.
However, for some reason, she felt hotter and hotter. The hotness was coming from her body, and she felt more and more uncomfortable. She wished she could jump into the lake to cool off. As a last resort, she lifted the curtain of the small window to let in some air, and the night breeze gently brushed against her cheeks, making her feel better immediately.
However, it didn't work after a while, she was about to be dizzy from the heat, her cheeks were hot, and her whole body was about to burn.
"Why is it so hot, don't you think it's hot?" Murong Ci wanted to take off his clothes.
"Calm and cool naturally." Murong Yu's voice was as light as water.
"Did you drug me?" She had a flash of inspiration, logically speaking, it was already early autumn, and it was impossible to be so hot.
"It should be that one of the medicines in the medicinal diet can make people dry and hot. Your Highness, bear with it and pass."
"Why didn't you say earlier that Bengong still ate so much?"
She was hot and angry, and her agitation drove her impulsively to beat his chest.
Normally, she would never approach him, but at this time she was really dizzy from the heat.
Murong Yu was hit by her a few times, and then he locked her delicate body smoothly and pressed her into his arms.
Murong Ci was so angry that he berated him in a low voice: "Why do you let me go?"
He had a half-smile, "If you throw yourself into your arms, how could this king not know how interesting you are?"
"asshole"
Unable to utter the cursing words in the back, he grabbed her delicate lips, crushed and sucked her kisses like a storm
At first she struggled fiercely, but when she found that this seemed to be an excellent way to relieve the heat, she sank into it unknowingly. She put her arms around his neck and kissed back hurriedly, but it was very clumsy and jerky.
Surprised by her unusual response, he hugged her even tighter and kissed her more wildly and violently.
It is devastation, but also pity.
It is a capture, but also an intoxication.
Both of them are out of breath, their breaths intertwined, their lips and tongues reach the depths of each other's souls in the attack of you and me, touch the private place that no one can touch, and give themselves to each other
Murong Ci's mind was flashing, he didn't know where he was, he didn't remember what was going on, he just felt hotter and hotter, that kind of heat was different from the previous dry heat, it was impossible to describe the throbbing of the heart, the trembling of the soul , the beating of life
Murong Yu slid down, leaving patches of hot and humid marks on the jade-white and delicate skin
Seeing her bewildered and charming expression, he couldn't stop, and tried his best to restrain himself to stop the crazy flame from burning everything.
The fragrance on her body seems to have a fatal magic power, luring him to go deep step by step, bewitching his heart, his soul, his life, just wanting to take her as his own at all costs, as if only in this way can he Own her completely.
Drunk three-point sober, at this time he is sinking into the abyss of love that he cannot extricate himself from, but he is still five-point sober. In my memory, the fragrance of the glamorous female assassin that night seems to be mixed with the fragrance of the female assassin at this moment. No, it is the same
is it really the same
He is confused.
She woke up suddenly, pushed him away suddenly, fled from his embrace, "faced the wall and thought about it" in embarrassment, covered her face, wishing she could find a hole in the ground and get in.
Why would you take the initiative to hug him and kiss him
Did she get kicked in the head by a donkey
On August 15th, Murong Ci took Qin Ruo to Dali Temple and wanted to talk to Luo Quan, but when he learned that he committed suicide by hitting a wall in prison, he couldn't help but sigh.
He didn't leave a single word, presumably he went to find his mother without any worries.
Shen Zhiyan asked curiously: "What does Your Highness want to ask Luo Quan?"
"I always feel that the investigation of the Zhou family tragedy was too smooth, and Luo Quan seems to have concealed something."
"It's a pity that he has committed suicide. No one will know the truth about the tragedy of the Zhou family."
"Forget it, the tragedy of the Zhou family is just that."
Murong Ci and Qin Ruo were about to leave when a servant from the Jingzhao Mansion rushed to report that another massacre happened
Shen Zhiyan's complexion changed slightly, and he asked in horror, "Which family has the massacre?"
The yamen servant replied: "It's the family of Li Chunqiu, a member of the Ministry of Rites."
He and Murong Ci looked at each other, immediately walked out, led the horse and galloped away.
Li Chunqiu's house is not far from Zhou's house, two streets away. When they arrived, Mr. Lu and others from Jingzhao Mansion were there.
Shen Zhiyan saw Wu Butou and asked, "What's going on?"
Wu Butou replied: "Master Shen, Your Highness, it was the servant of the Xu family who lived next door to the Li family who reported the case. This morning, the door of the Li family was ajar. The servant took a look inside and came in after feeling something was wrong. Look at it. He was so frightened that he went to the Yamen to report the case."
Murong Ci and Qin Ruo walked inside and saw Lord Lu and Wang Wuzuo coming out from the inside, and asked solemnly: "Master Lu, is there no one alive? How did the dead die?"
"His Royal Highness, compared with the tragedy of the Zhou family, it's even worse." Lord Lu sighed and shook his head, his face full of compassion, "Member of Rituals, Wailang Li's family has forty members and forty corpses, it's too horrible to look at."
"Your Highness, Mr. Shen, the villain's preliminary inspection shows that most of the servants of the Li family were killed with a single sword strike. The same is true for Mr. Li, Mrs. Li and others. They died around four o'clock today." Wang Yuzuo replied.
Shen Zhiyan and Murong Ci looked at each other, and said, "His Highness and I will go in and have a look."
They walked in, and the more they went in, the more frightened they were. The massacre in Zhou's house was bloody and shocking enough, and Li's house was even more brutal and terrifying. The place is filled with a heavy bloody smell, and it is a horrible hell on earth.
After the tragedy of Zhou's family, Murong Ci has already practiced the ability of "invulnerability to a hundred poisons", but he still feels his scalp is numb and his limbs are cold.
They went to Mr. Li's dormitory first, and the yamen servants were about to carry the body back to the yamen, but they stopped them, wanting to maintain the scene at the time of the crime.
Li Chunqiu lay sideways on the ground, his right hand reached out to Mrs. Li who was also lying on the ground, and he missed her by an inch. She was lying on her back, the dark red blood winding into a river, her eyes were round and round, terrified, terrified, there was no time to despair, and she would die with regret.
Shen Zhiyan checked Mrs. Li first, and said in a sad voice, "The limbs and face of the deceased Mrs. Li are already stiff, and they should not have been moved. There is only one fatal wound on the body. The sharp object passed through the chest and injured the internal organs. The wound One inch and two inches wide, the murder weapon should be a long sword. The fatal wound of the deceased Li Chunqiu also pierced his chest with a sharp weapon, injuring internal organs. It should be the same murder weapon."
"The tables and chairs are placed as they are, and all the decorations are not damaged. They are all in place. It is obvious that there is no fight in the dormitory." Murong Ci looked around the dormitory, his cold eyes swept over them one by one, "The murderer didn't meet anyone when he killed. They resisted, but the deceased Master Li and Mrs. Li were both lying on the ground instead of being killed on the bed, which means that they were awakened by the sound in their sleep. When they got up, they saw the murderer, but the murderer did not give them a chance to resist. kill them."
"It takes a lot of strength to kill the deceased with a single sword, and it pierces through the chest. From the wound, it can be seen that the murderer struck swiftly and swiftly without any hesitation, and hit the vital organs in one go. The murderer must have good skills." Shen Knowledge makes inferences.
She nodded, "Go and look elsewhere."
The next place to go is the place where Mr. Li's children live. Mr. Li has a wife and a concubine, and they gave birth to two sons and three daughters. The death conditions of these five children were similar to Master Li's. They were lying on the ground, bleeding all over the place. The fatal injuries were all caused by the long sword piercing through the chest, and the internal organs were pierced.
After that, the servants of the Li family died in the same way as the master.
Murongci and Shen Zhiyan basically concluded that the murderer of the Li family's massacre had martial arts.
Back in the vestibule, Shen Zhiyan said to Master Lu: "Please trouble Master Lu to order the servants to carry all the corpses to Dali Temple."
Master Lu learned that they solved the Zhou family massacre within a day or two, and respected their ability very much. He was very happy about his words. So he ordered the yamen servant to do something, and sent all kinds of material evidence to Dali Temple.
Murong Ci's eyes were gloomy, and there seemed to be a huge stone on his heart, "The Li family has no survivors, and there is no one to ask questions."
At this time, the yamen servant came over with a villager in coarse cloth and shorts, saying that the villager had just delivered rice and ran into him at the west gate.
This villager was in his thirties, with a dark complexion, wearing a pair of dusty cloth shoes, and rolled up trousers. Judging from his appearance, he was an upright and honest person.
Knowing that all members of the Li family were dead, he kept wiping away his tears, and the color of grief slowly penetrated into his brows. He muttered to himself: "My sister is dead, how can I die? I will never see my sister again."