Thinking of this, Wenren Qianjue narrowed his eyes slightly and closed the coffin.
Everything she thought about came true.
Who is the person behind this?
What does he want to get from it?
"The second one is interesting."
The ghost-faced man said, his voice colder than the corpse.
In the seemingly prosperous and harmless capital city, a hand seemed to slowly stretch out and crush people's lives to pieces easily, but there was nothing she could do about it.
Wenren Qianjue put the coffin back exactly as it was, and still filled it with soil with a small shovel: "If I guessed correctly, there will be more.
Xia Yunrou's death is just the beginning.
No."
She held the shovel and raised her eyes, as cold as a piece of ice: "Perhaps it started long ago when no one knew about it."
The half-tilted head looked a bit naughty and inexplicably angry.
The black cloak of the ghost-faced man moved and fluttered slightly in the night wind, making him look more and more like a king who stepped out of hell, mysterious but powerful.
He asked calmly: "What are you going to do?"
what to do Wenren Qianjue touched her nose and her eyes brightened: "Of course I'll go to the palace first."
After the morning court, the emperor was reviewing the memorial in the imperial study without saying a word.
Wenren Qianjue was waiting in the room without saying a word.
She had been here since dawn in the morning to deliver the imperial edict, but the emperor said nothing as he went about his own business as if he had not seen her at all.
She was not in a hurry, still standing steadily, with a faint smile in her eyes.
At critical moments, she was very calm.
Eunuch Zhou, who was beside the emperor, fanned the emperor.
From time to time, he would take the tea with just the right temperature from the little father-in-law's hand and place it in front of the emperor.
The fragrance of tea spreads out.
There was dead silence in the room.
Finally, the emperor put down the memorial in his hand, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and then raised his eyelids: "What do you want to say?"
Wenren Qianjue had a smile that was neither humble nor arrogant: "Your Majesty, the daughter of the people has discovered the second corpse.
If the daughter of the people guessed correctly, the cause of death is probably the same as that of Xia Yunrou."
The emperor remained calm, drank a few sips of tea, and then calmly uttered two words: "So" There was something strange in his majestic eyes.
He thinks this girl is good.
But it's just good.
The little performance in front of her is not enough to make up for the jokes she has brought to the capital over the years.
He would never allow his favorite son to be tempted by such a woman If it weren't for that cold son rarely participating in politics, he wouldn't have agreed to give her this opportunity to resolve the case.
Wenren Qianjue looked at the emperor, and their eyes met.
A faint smile appeared on her face, and she lowered her eyes: "The civilian girl guessed that this case may be of great importance, and now is just the beginning.
More and more people will die.
It’s too late if you don’t care.
The emperor probably doesn’t want to cause riots in the capital.”
The emperor was startled, and a sneer gradually appeared on his lips: "You are threatening me."
Wenren Qianjue's tone was still humble, and her humility was neither humble nor arrogant: "People's girls don't dare."
She knew very well when to bow her head and when not to.
And she had already felt that there was murderous intent in the emperor's eyes.
The emperor stared at her for a long time and said slowly: "I heard it from thousands of people.
Everyone in the court knows that I attach great importance to Baili Suye, my son."
Wenren Qianjue didn't raise her head, but a smile appeared on her lips: "The civilian girl knows."
The emperor nodded: "Very good.
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Since this case is yours, I will let you investigate to the end.
But" he gave Wen Ren Qianjue a deep look: "I hope that you and Baili Suye" "This" Wenren Qianjue raised her head, with a touch of pride in her eyes: "A common girl can only ask for it."
The royal family thought that everyone wanted to be like a dragon and a phoenix.
It's too much to think about.
She wanted to stay away from the dangerous Seventh Prince more than the Emperor.
It would be better to say it through the mouth of the emperor.
"Then take this."
The emperor raised his hand and threw a small golden fan in front of her: "Go and investigate what you want to investigate.
However, the fifteen-day deadline remains unchanged.
Even if the murderer cannot be found, I still have to See the results.”
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Wenren Qianjue picked up the small golden fan and walked out of the imperial study room easily.
In the night palace, Baili Suye's tall figure was leaning on the soft couch.
The dark soft blanket was made of who knows what, and exuded an indescribable low-key brilliance.
However, nothing can be compared to the startling glance of the person on the couch.
The butler of the Night Palace stood beside him with his hands hanging down, and said calmly: "During the master's absence, the emperor once sent someone to ask."
"What did you say?"
The man on the couch lazily held a Western wine glass and shook it leisurely.
The pure white and transparent glass is filled with golden liquid, and fine bubbles occasionally float up.
"It's almost a full moon," the butler replied calmly.
"Hmm."
The hand that was shaking the glass cup casually stroked the cup in his hand, brought it to his lips, and took a sip.
The golden liquid flowed into the red lips.
As beautiful as a painting.
The butler stood still.
He drank the wine in the glass and frowned slightly: "There is something else."
When did the people in his night palace become so ignorant of the rules?
The housekeeper was silent for a moment, and then said: "It's almost a full moon."
He was really worried about his master's health.
The full moon was coming soon.
In the past, his master spent the full moon in the night palace.
You know, the master will be very, very different that day But lately, the master has been out a lot.
He was not sure whether his master would come back before the full moon, so he had to give a reminder.
The person on the couch stopped shaking the wine glass and glanced coldly at the butler below with a pair of dark night eyes: "You are in charge of too much."
With one sentence, the butler immediately broke out in cold sweat and knelt down with a thud.
"The subordinates know their mistakes" Baili Suye lightly brushed his sleeves and said, "Go down."
The butler immediately got up and exited silently.
The person on the couch leaned casually on the soft couch, and his eyes like the dark night showed a hint of half mockery and half amusement.
Is there a full moon?
That woman must pay for the sin she committed by sitting down.
He stood up, and his silk black pajamas were draped loosely on his body, revealing the strong and tight muscles on his chest, with an air of abstinence.
Walking to the clothes rack, he picked up the ghost face and put it on his face with a half-smile.
When he returned to the inn, Wen Ren Qianjue opened the door and saw that the ghost-faced man was still reading a book.
The yellowed scroll in his hand was too beautiful to be faulted with his fingers.
"Back" He actually spoke first and put down the book in his hand.
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No emotion could be seen on the thin lips under his ghostly face.
Wenren Qianjue said "Yeah" and rubbed his shoulders a little tiredly: "But I have to leave soon.
I have to go to the prefect to check the files to see if there is anything suspicious besides the corpse we found last night."
She suspected that it was some kind of witchcraft that someone had sacrificed.
The dead people in the palace can be regarded as a hit in terms of location.
If someone else was added to the one last night, if the four directions were combined, then maybe there would be some clues.
"You're in a hurry" The ghost-faced man stood up and walked behind her, and a pair of hands that were so beautiful that he was so angry fell on her shoulders.
Wenren Qianjue's hand was touched and she immediately took it back reflexively.
But there was a comfortable kneading on her shoulders, which made her muscles relax a lot after not sleeping all night.
"you" Wenren Qianjue frowned and looked back at the ghost-faced man who was suddenly so gentle.
A chill gradually rose in my heart.
If he could do this, there must be some conspiracy.
Looking at Wenren Qianjue's vigilant expression, he somehow found it a bit funny.
He felt like a kitten that had exploded every time, feeling that he had evil intentions.
Although she guessed right "Are you sick?"
Wenren Qianjue finished speaking.
The feeling on my shoulders instantly relaxed.
He calmly retracted his hand and walked to the door: "Let's go."
Wenren Qianjue followed him, thinking along the way that this ghost-faced man might have some hidden disease.
He looked like that when he heard that he was sick.
It was like someone owed him eight hundred taels of silver.
When I walked to the door of the prefecture, I saw a person as beautiful as a fairy walking out of the door: "Then I'll trouble you, the prefect."
Wenren Xuexi smiled brightly, and the magistrate said with a cautious but happy smile: "If Miss Wenren is there, if there is anything I can do to help, I will do my best."
Looking up, he saw Wenren Qianjue standing in front of the magistrate's door.
Wenren Qianjue walked down slowly with a gentle smile on her face: "Sister Qianjue, what a coincidence, I meet you here.
You haven't been home for many days.
Mom misses you very much.
Please take the time to come home and see you.
Bar."
In one sentence, she was immediately branded as an unfilial daughter traveling in the field.
Wenren Qianjue saw that she had activated the innocent mode again, touched her nose, and also smiled: "It's so strange, why does your mother care about me?"
After that, she walked coldly in front of Wenren Xuexi.
She is here to investigate the case, not to see this woman perform.
Wenren Xuexi stopped and glanced at the ghost-faced man beside her.
This is the second time she has seen the Ghost-faced Man.
Since the end of the draft, he has appeared next to Wenren Qianjue.
He is obviously a man.
But they dared to walk out together openly
What is the relationship between this man and Wenren Qianjue?
Wenren Xuexi's pink lips pulled into a smile.
Trash is trash, let her catch you if you have any clues.
Wouldn't it be a shame if she didn't catch her?
Turning around and returning to the carriage, she smiled and said, "Go back home."
Wenren Qianjue walked to the side of the magistrate: "Master magistrate, I want to check the files over the years."
As soon as he heard what Ren Qianjue said, the magistrate immediately changed his face, with a stern face and a look of contempt.
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He looked at Wen Ren Qianjue up and down and said, "Where are you from?"
After that, he turned around and went back home.
I was still thinking that Miss Wenren was really good at predicting things.
When I first arrived at the mansion, I told myself that this Wenren Qianjue would come soon.
If she really came, I hoped that I would refuse all her requests.
I heard that she was not very obedient, so Mr.
Wenren wanted to give his daughter some trouble.
When Wenren Xuexi spoke, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears: "Father also thinks about my sister.
If she continues like this every day, sooner or later she will become the laughing stock of the capital.
I'm sorry, sir."
As he spoke, a small box was pushed in front of him.
The lid is open, and inside is a white jade beauty as big as the palm of your hand.
After receiving money from others, of course he had to do things for them, not to mention that he took this opportunity to please Wen Ren.
Wenren Qianjue frowned slightly when he saw the prefect's attitude, and then slowly opened his eyebrows.
She looked back at the direction where Wenren Xuexi's carriage left, with a smile on her lips.
Not bad, now we can all predict.
Block your own way in advance.
It's a pity that she knew so little.
Wenren Qianjue walked over, stepped aside, and stopped in front of the magistrate: "My lord, if you don't listen to anything, just leave."
"It's nonsense, sir.
If I were to receive people like you all day long, wouldn't it be exhausting?"
The prefect rolled his eyes.
"A person like me."
Wen Ren Qianjue lowered his head and repeated what he said.
Then he raised his eyes, and murderous intent instantly appeared in his smiling eyes: "My lord, you are saying that without power or power The common people will no longer welcome you”: