The wind and cold hadn't fully healed yet, Murong Ci went out to have a shower, coupled with his worry and anxiety, he became even more ill.
Fortunately, she was diagnosed and treated in time. She took the decoction, fell asleep, sweated profusely, and got better.
However, Ruyi would not let her get out of bed, but asked her to lie down and recuperate.
Murong Ci solemnly warned: "If something important happens in the palace, you must tell this palace."
When she was awake, she thought about what happened in the past two days, reorganized the case, and saw if she could find any doubts. Tired of thinking, she fell asleep drowsily.
In the morning of the next day, she got up to take a shower, and immediately felt refreshed and refreshed, but her little face was still a little pale.
She was eating porridge when Qin Ruo came in in a hurry and was about to speak when Ruyi quickly gave her a wink.
Qin Ruo understood what Ruyi meant, turned around and went out, but heard His Highness's cool voice, "Qin Ruo, I forgot what I said."
"Your Highness, the maidservant came in just to ask the Highness what he would like to have for lunch." Qin Ruo said with her head down when she saw Ruyi's wink.
"Is Ruyi the master, or I am the master?" Murong Ci glared at Ruyi displeased.
"Your Highness, your wind and cold are still not cured, so you can't go out to have a wind." Ruyi said confidently.
"Isn't Ben Gong those delicate boudoir girls who can blow me down with a gust of wind?" Murong Ci looked at Qin Ruo, "Is there something wrong in the palace?"
"A servant came to report that a servant died in Xiaoyuechi."
Before Qin Ruo finished speaking, she saw a figure passing by her side like a gust of wind.
Ruyi shouted and chased him out, angrily, "Your Highness, you can't go out"
Qin Ruo hurried to catch up, "I will watch Your Highness."
Ruyi stomped her feet angrily, why does His Highness not cherish her precious body so much
Xiaoyue Pool is located on the northwest side of the Imperial Garden. The Bike Pool is not vast, but it is full of lotus flowers.
There are green duckweeds floating on the clear water of the pool, and lotus leaves stand like round green pavilions. The golden sun shines down, and the whole world is like glass, blurred like a dream.
The breeze is blowing, and the blue lotus is swaying.
What is disturbing is that a lot of people gathered on the bank of the pool, chattering.
Liu An was waiting for the regent and Dali Temple Minister Gu Huai to come, when he saw Murong Ci approaching, he took a few steps forward unhurriedly, and saluted, "This old servant pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Murong Ci waved his hand to signal him to get up, and asked as he walked, "What's going on?"
"The one who died was a servant who was discovered by a court lady." Liu An's forehead and the corners of his eyes were covered with wrinkles, and Fangzheng's face was covered with a thin layer of white powder. servant, named Xiaolu."
"Have you notified Dali Temple yet?" She glanced at him, always feeling that under his peaceful and humble face was a shrewd and sinister face.
Once, without his knowledge, she saw him sizing up his royal father with sinister and cold eyes, like an extremely sharp dagger slowly sliding down from his forehead, passing through the tip of his nose, his chin, and finally to his father. On his chest, where he passed, a bloodstain was perfectly displayed in his eyes.
This scene, imprinted in her mind, was consistently clear and terrifying.
That vicious gaze, like a poisonous snake, entangled the father; that bloodthirsty gaze, like a Shura, seemed to swallow the whole father.
Liu An's voice was soft, but not shrill, "The old slave sent someone to report, I think Mr. Gu is coming soon."
Murong Ci squatted down beside the corpse, feeling astonished.
Like Sun Yumei, the deceased Xiao Lu's face was bloodshot, and there were also wounds pecked by insects and beasts, and blood stains remained on the dark purple eunuch's robe.
Suddenly, she sensed a cold and powerful aura coming from her side, and her heart was chilled, she turned her head vigilantly, but it was Murong Yu.
Murong Yu glanced at her, and then cast his eyes on the corpse.
Those were a pair of extremely deep eyes.
Those were a pair of radiant eyes.
Those are a pair of eyes full of wisdom and strategy, capable of devouring the world and devouring people's souls.
Murong Ci secretly thought, whether these eyes will swallow the entire Yan Kingdom, and her father and her will become a wisp of dead souls.
She stood up and walked aside, seeing Shen Zhiyan hurrying over.
It's hard to imagine that the eldest son of the Shen family, a dignified, personable and bright future prince, is only interested in murders and corpses.
While she was thinking about it, Shen Zhiyan had already started the preliminary autopsy.
Dali Temple Minister Gu Huai was busy with official duties, so he sent Shen Zhiyan here this time. In fact, it doesn't make much difference whether Gu Huai comes or not.
"It's quite similar to the case of Sun Yumei." Murong Yu said solemnly, and stood up with a tall and straight figure, attracting attention.
"At first glance, they are very similar." Shen Zhiyan pressed the deceased's chest with thin gloves, "Ruptured viscera is a fatal injury, and the deceased's limbs and face had bite wounds."
"When did he die?" Murong Ci asked.
"It should be around five o'clock." He stood up and said to Liu An, "The cell chief sent someone to send the corpse to Dali Temple.
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"Master Shen, don't worry, this old slave will give orders." Liu An immediately ordered several servants.
The onlookers whispered among themselves, and heated discussions flooded in like a tide.
A court lady was full of fear and fear, and said: "Blood jade fell from the sky, His Royal Highness Qingyuan rained blood, and now the deer died in Xiaoyue Pond, was bitten to death by fish, isn't it fish eating people?"
Another court lady interjected: "Everything sung in the ballad has come true, it's too scary. Will we be the next to be bitten to death by fish?"
"Stop talking, I'm so scared. I'm sure I won't be able to sleep at night." A timid court lady shivered, clinging to her companion.
"Then according to the song, what will happen next?" a servant asked.
"It seems to be stealing the country from jade, what does this mean?"
"I don't know either. Could it be massacres in the palace, and we are all going to die?" A court lady's eyes were full of fear.
"No matter what we do in the future, don't be alone, try to be with two or three people."
The more the palace people said, the more outrageous they became, and the more they talked more vigorously, Liu An coughed heavily, and the palace people kept silent in fear, and gradually dispersed.
Murong Ci suddenly approached Shen Zhiyan, lowered his voice and whispered in his ear: "Why don't you go and see the deceased's residence."
He nodded, "My lord, I want to go to the place where the deceased lived, can you find a palace man to lead me there?"
Seeing such an intimate gesture between them, Murong Yu suddenly felt a ray of burning heat rushing to his chest, the scorching sun became more and more vicious, and the sunlight pierced his eyes very uncomfortable.
Naturally, Liu An would not refuse, pointing to a servant to lead them over.
Seeing the two figures drifting away and finally being submerged by the vermilion walls and green trees, Murong Yu looked away.
The daylight is getting brighter.
Murong Ci asked Qin Ruo to go back to the East Palace first, and on the way to the Huanyisuo, Murong Ci heard a lot of discussions.
It seems that the recent events and the ballad have caused panic in the palace and the streets, and a large haze shrouded the imperial capital in April.
The deceased Xiaolu was a palace servant who did rough work in Huanyisuo, and lived in the Tongbu house in the Beiyuan of Huanyisuo.
There are two types of bunk houses, one is larger and can accommodate twelve people, and the other is relatively small and can only accommodate eight people. Xiaolu lives in a Xiaotong shop for eight people.
The queen mother in charge of the clothing store introduced patiently, bowing her head, laughing and bowing her knees.
"All the servants who shared the room with Xiao Lu called over and gathered at the door."
After finishing the order, Murong Ci walked into the Tongpu room, and Wang Momo went there immediately, not daring to delay.
The room is not big, there are eight bunks from east to west on the two-foot-high stone kang, and there is a wardrobe on the west wall, which is divided into eight small cabinets for the palace people to put their things. There are two mottled tables in front of the stone kang, and some miscellaneous things are piled up on the tables.
Shen Zhiyan walked to Xiaolu's bunk, glanced over it inch by inch, and then went to check the cabinet.
"Did you find anything?" Murong Ci asked.
"No." He looked around and walked out of the room.
At this time, Wang Momo had already made Xiao Lu's seven friends stand in a row one by one, and said in a loud voice: "His Royal Highness and Mr. Shen want to ask questions, you must answer them in every detail, you understand?"
The seven servants said in unison: "Yes."
The corners of Shen Zhiyan's lips slanted slightly, with a hint of a smile, "You don't need to be nervous, I'm just making a routine inquiry. Do you know when the little deer rested last night?"
"The servants usually have to rest just after Haishi." A servant said.
"Your servant remembers that the little deer lay down with the servants." Another servant said.
"Your servant remembered it. I got up at night and went to the hut." A small-eyed waiter said, "After the servant came back, he saw that Xiaolu's bed was empty."
"Do you still remember that Xiaolu was in the room when you went out?" Shen Zhiyan asked quickly.
"I don't really remember. At that time, the slave couldn't hold back anymore and ran out in a hurry without paying attention." The servant with small eyes replied.
"What time was it?" Murong Ci glanced at Shen Zhiyan and asked.
"I don't know too much about the slave, it's probably the fourth watch." The servant with small eyes had an apologetic expression on his face.
"Before going to bed last night, did Xiaolu do anything unusual?" Shen Zhiyan asked again.
"No. Xiaolu is the same as usual. He took a shower and came back to sleep." A servant replied, "I chatted with the servants before going to bed."
Afterwards, Murong Ci and Shen Zhiyan came out of the Huanyi Office, and she said as she walked, "I feel that the people behind the scenes just randomly arrested and killed someone. Xiaolu happened to go out in the middle of the night, and he encountered a catastrophe of life and death."
Shen Zhiyan nodded approvingly, "I think so too. However, why did the people who made the arrangements set up fish-eating traps in the Luo River and in the palace?"
She speculated: "The people who made the arrangements wanted to cause more panic or to warn us of the urgency of fish eating people and jade pouring out of the country."
At this moment, his eyes were full of worry, "Even if we know that the ballad and these incidents point to that person, how can we put him in the prison of the Criminal Ministry for interrogation?"