There are a lot of people bustling on both sides of the street, and there are vendors calling everywhere. It is very lively. There is a lake not far away. There are many lanterns in the lake at the moment. It is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off.
In such a lively scene, Fenghuang's mood improved unconsciously, with a faint smile on his lips.
Chang Zhen and Ling Yao were also in a very good mood. Chang Zhen bought three lanterns from a vendor and distributed one to each of them. They took the lantern to the lake not far away, Chang Zhen closed her eyes and made a wish first, and then put the lantern into the lake.
Looking at the scene in the lake, Fenghuang smiled slightly, then raised her hand to touch her lower abdomen, closed her eyes and made a wish in her heart: I hope our child can be born healthy and safe. Afterwards, Fenghuang slowly put the lantern into the lake, and a breeze blew, and the lantern slowly drifted away with the lake. Fenghuang stared blankly at the lanterns in the distance, then got up and stood by the lake, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, the night wind blew her black hair, she stood on the shore, the lake water filled with lanterns floated behind her, this scene It really can be painted.
Ling Yao suddenly noticed that there were several eyes watching them all the time, she suddenly froze, and glanced around from the corner of her eye.
Then, as if she had discovered something, Ling Yao's expression suddenly changed, her face was a bit chilly, and her whole body instantly seemed like a sharp sword out of its sheath, ready to go.
Sensing Ling Yao's strangeness, Chang Zhen stopped what she was doing, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, what happened?"
There was a sneer at the corner of Ling Yao's mouth, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were murderous: "There are people in the pavilion nearby, and they are watching us secretly."
Both Fenghuang and Changzhen were shocked when they heard the words, they looked around, and they really seemed to find a few figures following them in the dark.
"We're probably being targeted." Chang Zhen blamed herself a little bit. Just now, she was only paying attention to the lively environment around her and didn't pay attention.
Fenghuang also sighed in her heart that since she became pregnant, her vigilance has also become lower. She couldn't help but feel very annoyed, and blamed herself: "It seems that I was careless again."
But at the same time, Fenghuang felt very strange in his heart. These people who fell into the pavilion just followed them from a distance, but did not move. What is their purpose
Just when Fenghuang was feeling puzzled, Ling Yao had already opened his mouth to explain: "Don't worry, these people won't do anything to us, they're just here to monitor me."
Hearing this, Chang Zhen raised her head and glanced at Ling Yao, then remained silent and did not speak again.
Fenghuang didn't look worried either, because she had just seen Twelve Songs, Yang Tingjing's hidden guard, Fenghuang thought to himself, Yang Tingjing must have sent him to protect her, thinking of this, Fenghuang's heart suddenly warmed up. Since the three of them were not worried, they got up and left the lake together, pretending that they hadn't seen anything, and continued to wander around the night market.
And Yang Yanjing came to Dali Temple.
"My lord, please." Dali Temple Minister graciously led the way, "Under the effective governance of your majesty and lord, Dali Temple is now completely new!"
Yang Yanjing nodded slightly, and didn't express the slightest compliment to Dali Siqing.
The Minister of Dali Temple wiped off his sweat and said nervously: "Please come here this time, I hope you don't care about it, it will be difficult for me to be an official!"
Yang Yanjing didn't even bother to give alms this time with a nod, and his tone was slightly cold, "Just tell me, what's the situation with these batches of corpses?"
The cold sweat on the forehead of Dali Temple Minister was even worse, "Your official is ashamed. I was ordered to trace the source of the dead body, but there was no progress. Instead, this situation spread... This official is guilty!"
The coldness in Yang Yanjing's tone was even worse, the light from his cold eyes made Dali Temple Minister stand uneasy, "Whether you are guilty or not is not judged by this king, this king wants you to find out the situation of Dali Temple!"
Dali Siqing's lips trembled a few times, but he didn't utter a word. Fortunately, the morgue of Dali Temple came into view, which just resolved his embarrassment.
"Seven Princes." Seeing Yang Yanjing stepping over the threshold, all the people stopped their work and saluted in unison.
"There's no need to be too polite. Work continues." Yang Yanjing waved his hand and walked straight to a row of corpses.
Lifting a corner of the burial cloth, the unconcealable corpse smell diffused, Yang Yanjing frowned, just paused with his hands, and continued to pull back.
A corpse was completely displayed in front of Yang Yanjing's eyes. The complexion of the corpse was ashen, and the skin also showed a sick color.
It's poison!
Looking at the past, every corpse is like this. There were no fatal wounds, and the skin color of the corpse was strange.
Li Xiangren, who followed Yang Yanjingchao, winked and walked to the window by himself.
If you don't do this business, there are very few who can bear the rotting corpse, and it is really not easy for the Seventh Prince to do this. The authors did not forget to cast admiring glances at Yang Yanjing when they were not working.
"My lord."
Yang Yanjing looked sideways, and saw that it was the Li Xiangren he brought. Yang Yanjing cast a glance, and walked out.
"My lord, without exception, all of these people died of poisoning."
Yang Yanjing narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous aura immediately permeated his whole body, "Nonsense! Tell me what the king wants to hear!"
Li Xiangren took another step closer and said in a low voice, "The poison is from Miao Jiang!"
"Miao Jiang..." Yang Yanjing stroked his smooth chin and fell into deep thought, "Why did Miao Jiang come back to the capital to poison him? Logically, it should also be poisoned by Your Excellency?"
"But this poison really came from Miaojiang!"
Yang Yanjing shook his head. He wasn't doubting Li Xiangren's judgment, but just as he trusted Li Xiangren, he believed in his intuition.
In the Luo Pavilion, what kind of people are the people headed by the Pavilion Master? Some methods of Luoge's actions made him unable to bear to look directly at them.
This poison must be related to Luoge!
"My lord thinks that Miao Jiang and Luoge are mixed together?" Li Xiangren asked tentatively, "But Miao Jiang has made it clear that they will not cooperate with Luoge."
"This is also what I don't understand. Since Miao Jiang has refused to cooperate with Luoge, how did Luoge get Miao Jiang's poison?" Yang Yanjing put his hands behind his back and said word by word, "Li Xiang, you Say, Miao Jiang came to the capital to poison, what good will it do!?"