Liang He and Yan Ling naturally didn't care about these things, but they also considered that Hongye was a daughter's house after all, and it was not very convenient for a grown man like Liang He to enter and leave Hongye's room.
If Shinichi accidentally saw something he shouldn't have seen, it would probably embarrass both parties. Originally it was just a few questions, and there was no need to go to Hongye's room.
"It doesn't matter. In that case, let's just ask here." Yan Ling expressed understanding and didn't say much.
After seeing Hongye nodding, Yan Ling began to ask: "Are you the one responsible for your lady's soups and medicines all the time?"
Hongye nodded, and then said with a cry: "Miss said she can't worry about others. Such things are always done by slaves, but she didn't think of Miss."
Yan Ling carefully observed Hongye's reaction, and the sadness didn't seem to be fake. He sighed and continued: "We were originally going to check the medicine residue, but we heard that you disposed of it early in the morning. Yeah, what’s going on?”
Hongye trembled a little in fear when he heard this, and then said tremblingly: "The medicine that Miss Slave drank before needs to be replaced with a new one, so I took out the dregs of the medicine early in the morning, but the result was not too late. After decoction, I found the young lady dead on her bed."
Yan Ling frowned. This statement was similar to what she had learned before, but she felt that something was wrong. Judging from the current situation, this Hongye is indeed the biggest suspect.
As soon as Yan Ling lowered his head, he saw that Hongye's hands were covered with soil and seemed to be bleeding. He quickly asked, "What's wrong with your hands?"
Hong Ye lowered his head and looked down, then put his hands behind his back and said nervously: "When I was turning the soil just now, I accidentally cut my finger on a stone, and accidentally hurt the lady's eye."
After Hongye didn't ask anything, Liang He and Yan Ling did not continue to wander around the Censor's Mansion. Instead, they planned to go back to the Prince's Mansion to investigate before making any plans.
"I always feel like there's something wrong with that red leaf?" Yan Ling was now quite familiar with the Prince's Mansion. He sat on a chair and tilted his head as he said.
Liang He smiled, reached out and handed Yan Ling a cup of tea, and then said, "There is indeed something wrong, so what did you see?"
Yan Ling shook her head. If she could really tell, she wouldn't be as uncomfortable as she is now.
Liang He gently tapped the table with his slender fingers, and then said: "Generally, a medicine is changed every day. It should have been almost night when Bai Yiyi went back to drink the medicine yesterday. The medicine was only drunk once, so how could it be replaced with a new one? Woolen cloth?"
When Yan Ling heard this, he felt suddenly enlightened. He frowned and said, "So what Hong Ye just said must be part of a lie. Either she is the murderer, or she is covering up for the real murderer."
Liang He nodded, and then said in an uncertain tone: "When you mentioned going to her room just now, her reaction was a bit extreme. Maybe there is something hidden in her room."
Yan Lingdang suddenly jumped up and said anxiously: "Then why didn't we go in and search just now?"
Liang He smiled, then asked Yan Ling to sit down first, and then continued: "As you said, it would be inconvenient for me to go into my daughter's room, not to mention that it was just a guess on my part. What’s not there?”
Yan Ling calmed down, and then looked at Liang He suspiciously, and then said slowly: "Apart from this, aren't you preparing anything else?"
When Liang He heard this, he smiled indifferently and said with a little pride: "As expected, I can't hide anything from you. I've sent people to guard her yard. It's impossible for her to do anything. Get out of sight of my men.”
Yan Ling nodded with relief, then continued to recall, and then said a little strangely: "In addition to when she said that she wanted to enter her room, when I saw injuries on her hands, she also reacted very violently."
As Yan Ling spoke, he pulled at his slightly wrinkled sleeves, and then shouted "Ouch".
"What's wrong?" Liang He was also startled, and suddenly stood up and walked quickly to Yan Ling.
Yan Ling had a cut on his hand, and blood was oozing out. In Liang He's somewhat distressed and shocked eyes, Yan Ling seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He rummaged through his sleeve with his other hand and took out the broken bowl piece from his sleeve.
Regardless of the wound on his hand, Yan Ling suddenly said excitedly: "I think I may have guessed where the wound on Hong Ye's hand came from. I picked this up in the corner of Bai Yiyi's room. If If I had just cut my hand, I almost didn’t even think about it.”
Yan Ling was talking to himself, but did not notice that Liang He's face was getting darker and darker. Liang He completely ignored what Yan Ling was still saying and reached out to pull Yan Ling's finger.
Before Yan Ling could react, Liang He had already put the white and tender fingers into his mouth and gently sucked off the blood drops on his fingers with the tip of his tongue.
Yan Ling was stunned at first, only to feel that his fingers were wrapped in a warm and moist mouth, and the original wound was sucked by Liang He. He only felt a slight sting and a little itchiness, which seemed to reach through the fingertips to Yan Ling's heart.
Yan Ling's face turned red, he pulled out his fingers and lowered his head, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Liang He looked as if nothing had happened at this time. He took the handkerchief from Yan Ling's hand, then carefully wrapped it around Yan Ling's injured finger, and then tied a knot.
After doing all this, Liang He took Yan Ling's shoulders, asked her to look at him, and then moved in turn and said: "I won't allow you to accidentally hurt yourself like this again. What's the reason? You are all the most important."
After Yan Ling said these words tonight, he was a little at a loss. It was obvious that the wound on his finger was just a small wound, and even the blood beads were just seeping out. How could it be as serious as Yan Ling thought
However, just such a "fuss" made Yan Ling feel very useful and inexplicably happy.
"Don't worry, I know, this won't happen again, I promise." Yan Ling also looked at Liang He, and although his voice was small, he assured Liang He firmly.
When Liang He saw Yan Ling's obedient appearance, he nodded with satisfaction, then let go of Yan Ling and returned to his position.
"Let's go to Master and have a look. If he is poisoned, maybe he can be of some help." Yan Ling looked at Liang He cautiously and asked with a slightly tentative tone.
Liang He naturally had a lot of capable people here. The reason why Yan Ling raised this matter was just to ease the relationship between them.
(End of chapter)