Following Shen Zhiyan's autopsy for a long time, Murong Ci has learned some techniques and accumulated a lot of experience, but she is careful in the first place, and will always find details that others can't.
After inspecting the two corpses, she, Yuwen Zhantian and Shao Qian left the morgue and came to the main hall of the front yard.
A servant brought hot tea, Shaoqian invited His Royal Highness to sit down, and respectfully said: "Your Highness is in charge of this case, and I will assist you. Just now, this Young Master Yu saw the corpse, and I don't know what he found."
Yuwen Zhantian picked up the teacup and looked at her, "how?"
Murong Ci said clearly: "The fatal injuries of the two deceased should be pecks on the face and upper chest, but it cannot be ruled out that they died of fright when they were attacked by crows."
"Suddenly attacked by a crow, you will naturally be frightened. The pupils of the deceased did have frightened symptoms, but this is just speculation. Do you have solid evidence?" Although Shao Qian was polite, his words were very sharp.
"We don't know how the deceased was killed. All we do is speculation." She knew that he was trying to make things difficult, but she didn't care. When a group of crows attacked, they used their hands to block the crows, and then got scratched by the crow's claws."
"What does that mean?" Shao Qian said.
"This means that the deceased was awake when he was attacked by the crow." Murong Ci looked at him coldly.
"Before we speculated that the murderer took the two dead from the Hehuan Hall. The two dead may be conscious or unconscious. In this way, the two deceased left the Hehuan Hall with the murderer in a conscious state." Yu Wenzhan God speculated.
"Your Highness, not necessarily. The two deceased were unconscious before being attacked by the crow. It is also possible that they became conscious due to the severe pain after being attacked by the crow," she said.
"According to what you said, everything may be there, so how can we investigate?" Shao Qian said critically.
Yuwen Zhantian also saw that he intended to target her, "Master Shao, please be safe." Then he asked her, "What else did you find?"
Murong Ci frowned and said, "Your Highness, I'm actually more inclined that the two deceased left the Hall of Hehuan in a sane state. But why they voluntarily went with the murderer, I haven't figured it out yet."
He nodded, and she said again: "The strange thing is that the two corpses exude the same strange fragrance. This fragrance is very light and very special. I have never smelled it before, but the deceased still has the fragrance after three days of death. It's really weird."
Shaoqian disdainfully said, "Perhaps Mrs. Baili and Miss Er use the same kind of incense, and women use it. What's so strange about that?"
She no longer struggled with this question, "Your Highness, I want to go to Taiwei's Mansion."
Yuwen Zhantian had this intention, but it was past noon, so he decided to go back to the Prince's Mansion for dinner.
Shao Qian sent them out and said: "Your Highness, this investigation is the responsibility of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Later, I also want to go to Taiwei's Mansion to investigate the case with Your Highness."
Yuwen Zhantian agreed, boarded the carriage and left.
Not long after, the carriage arrived at the Prince's Mansion.
The snow has stopped, and the cold wind is still howling and raging between the sky and the earth, and the cold air is biting.
Murong Ci got out of the carriage and saw Yuwen Zhantian's extended arm, weighed the pros and cons before getting out of the carriage with his arm.
The cold wind blew her cloak, and it flew like a banner.
When she was walking towards the gate, she turned her bright eyes and looked around, and saw a person standing in the corner on the east side, who seemed to be a woman.
"What's the matter?" Yuwen Zhantian asked in surprise seeing her stop.
"There's someone over there." She walked over.
In fact, he also noticed that there were people over there, but ignored them. His subordinates will deal with it later, but since she's taken care of it, let's go and have a look.
The woman was a little panicked when she saw someone coming, but she walked out anyway.
She was wearing a lotus pink feather satin cloak with a few snowflakes on it, and she wore a hood, making her face more delicate and small, but it was pale from the cold. She tried her best to adjust her breath, and looked more dignified and calm than before, but her hands that were red from the cold were tightly clasped, revealing her uneasy mood.
In the cold wind, his thin body stood alone, shivering, which was very different from the previous holy, elegant and unconventional.
She is Princess Yuqing of Nanyue Kingdom.
Murong Ci was quite surprised, "Princess Yuqing, why are you here right? Didn't your emperor brother leave two days ago? What are you doing?"
The first time he saw Yue Ruomei, Yuwen Zhantian's handsome face turned cold.
"I..." Yue Ruomei's lips trembled slightly, and in an instant, his eyes turned red, and his eyelashes filled with tears, and he was extremely sad and pitiful, "Before I left, I occasionally felt a cold, my whole body was hot, and I had continuous diarrhea. I would like to delay the trip and let me recuperate in the inn before going back. I stayed in the inn for the past two days to recuperate, and my illness is completely cured, but "
"I see. Your Highness, it's cold outside, why don't we go inside." Murong Ci suggested.
He couldn't bear to refuse her and agreed.
Yue Ruomei didn't recognize the young man wearing the silver mask in front of her as Prince Murong, and felt a little grateful to him.
When the three of them came to the dining hall, she looked distressed and neglected, her head was drooping, and her eyebrows were as picturesque as a painting, which was pleasing to the eye.
The servants were busy serving meals, and the three of them stood in front of the brazier to warm up. Murong Ci knew that he was upset, but he still asked, "Princess, what do you have?"
Requests can be made, and His Highness will definitely help you if he can help. "
"The people in the posthouse saw that the emperor had left, and I was the only one left, and their attitude towards me was not as good as before." Yue Ruomei said softly, looking like a pitiful little girl who had been bullied and wronged.
"I will pass on the order, and the people in the posthouse will take good care of you." Yuwen Zhantian's gray-blue handsome eyes were as cold as melting snow, and he said, "I will send some people to escort you back to Nanyue Kingdom tomorrow. Come on, Send Princess Yuqing back to the post house."
No one can disturb him and Ah Ci
Murong Ci hurriedly said: "Your Highness, it's freezing outside, and the princess must have been frozen after staying outside for so long. She might fall ill due to the cold, let her have dinner with us first, anyway, she will be alone Not many."
In fact, she also knew that Yue Ruomei stayed alone in the capital of the Western Qin Kingdom, so she might not have been abandoned by the emperor as Yue Ruomei herself said. It seems that Murong Yu really hit the mark, Yue Ruo's eyebrows are not simple, but she has deep thoughts, and she is not as holy and pure as her beauty and temperament.
Yuwen Zhantian didn't say anything, because he couldn't bear to brush off A Ci's meaning.
Yue Ruo lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "Thank you for your gift, Young Master."
I thought to myself, why is this son so nice to me
The lunch was served, the three of them sat down, Murong Ci's bright eyes sparkled, and he said with a smile: "Princess, you don't need to be restrained. Your Highness is warm and hospitable, and you don't want to put on airs like a prince. It's good for us to meet like friends."
Yue Ruomei nodded, but she was still a little restrained, acting according to his face.
Yuwen Zhantian somewhat guessed A Ci's intentions, so he deliberately picked up vegetables for her, filling a bowl full.
Murong Ci was gloomy in his heart, gritted his teeth secretly, put the vegetables in the bowl to Yue Ruomei, and smiled brightly, "Princess, you must have not eaten well these days, eat more."
Yue Ruomei felt a little embarrassed as if flattered, and felt sad seeing his handsome face gather more and more haze.
"Eat, eat, don't be polite." Murong Ci smiled, trying to resolve the embarrassing and depressing atmosphere.
"Thank you son." Yue Ruomei said softly.
"Hurry up and eat, I have to go to work later." Yuwen Zhantian said coldly.
Yue Ruomei ate silently, Murong Ci secretly thought, he had to find a way to make Yue Ruomei stay, which was what Yue Ruomei dreamed of.
She thoughtfully asked Yue Ruomei: "Have you recovered from your illness? Can you leave tomorrow?"
Yue Ruomei didn't know how to answer, she raised her eyes to look at him subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "I'm still feeling dizzy sometimes."
Murong said: "Your Highness, let the government doctor treat the princess later."
Yuwen Zhantian was noncommittal, Yue Ruomei hurriedly said: "Thank you, Young Master, for your kindness, I have already checked with the doctor."
After that, the three of them didn't speak again until they finished eating.
He put down the bowl and chopsticks, drank tea and waited.
"Your Highness, I'm not full yet, why don't you go to the main hall and wait first?" Murong Ci laughed.
"Bengong is waiting for you, eat slowly and be careful not to choke." He smiled softly, and then left.
Yue Ruomei stared at him blankly, unable to recover for a long time. Why was he so gentle to a young master? Why did he speak sarcasticly to himself, even in a non-false way? Why on earth did she even talk to a young man who came out of nowhere? Can't compare
At this moment, sadness flooded into the sea in her heart.
"Princess, I know you like His Highness the Crown Prince, don't worry, I will help you." Murong Ci glanced outside and said in a low voice.
"You" Yue Ruomei was astonished, and then said pleasantly, "You are really willing to help me"
"A man's heart is as hard as stone, but gold and stone are as open as gold. As long as you persevere and seize the opportunity, you will surely get what you want." Murong Ci encouraged.
"Thank you for encouraging me."
"His Royal Highness will send someone to take you away tomorrow morning. You must find a way to stay."
"I can't think of a way." Yue Ruomei was no longer so restrained, her brows were full of sorrow.
"There are still several hours, you will think about it if you rack your brains." Murong Ci winked at her, full of wisdom.
Yue Ruomei nodded slightly, gratefully said: "My lord, thank you for helping me."
Murong Ci put down his bowl and chopsticks and stood up, "I have to go, you can do it yourself."
Yue Ruomei chased after her, "I should leave too."
The two came to the main hall together, and Yuwen Zhantian immediately ordered the manager standing beside him, "Send some people to send Princess Yuqing back to the post house."
Yue Ruomei saluted with blessings, "Ruomei bid farewell."
The obsessive and affectionate glances slid across his face, and she was sad because he had never looked at her directly.
Murong Ci blinked at her, watched her leave, and said: "Let's go, go to Taiwei's Mansion."
Not long after, they arrived at Taiwei's mansion, and Baili Taiwei received them.
In the main hall, Murong Ci looked at several servants standing in a row, and asked, "Did any weird or unusual things happen to Madam and Second Miss two days before the incident?"
The servants looked at each other, then shook their heads.