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The main hall returned to normal order. In the silence, the young talents answered as usual. He Guang, his colleagues from the Ministry of Rites, and ghost figures walked around to supervise.
The low desk where the man left the building was particularly conspicuous, and he stayed there alone.
Murong Ci walked in softly and stopped at the low table where Fan Xiaowen once sat. His cold, frosty eyes swept over it inch by inch.
There was some subtle powder near the inkstone, which she accidentally saw when she came over to see Fan Xiaowen's illness. However, no more. She looked at the ground, and sure enough, there was a little powder left on the ground.
"Your Highness, do you have something important to tell me?"
Wei Wenchang, the doctor of the Ministry of Rites, who came to ask questions, bowed, his honest and upright face looked extremely respectful.
Murong Ci lowered his voice and said, "It's nothing. I just want to take a look. You go and do your work."
Wei Wenchang left in disbelief. She immediately took out the silk handkerchief and wiped it on the ground under the inkstone. Then she quickly folded the silk handkerchief and put it into Guangmang.
This series of movements is as agile and fast as a cloud.
When he turned around to look, she had already walked outside.
Back to the side hall, Murong Ci heard Murong Yu order the servants to carry the body out of the palace and return it to the Fan family, and quickly said: "Wait a minute!"
He looked at her, his eyes slightly darkened, "Did Your Highness discover anything?"
"This matter seems simple, but I think it is more appropriate to ask the young minister of Dali Temple to conduct an autopsy. If there is no doubt after the examination, it will not be too late to send the body to Fan's house." She said righteously, "I have already sent someone to do it. Please come here, Shen Zhiyan, I believe he will arrive soon."
"Your Highness acted carefully, which is very good." Murong Yu said calmly.
She smiled softly, laughing in her heart, not knowing whether he was sarcastic or complimentary.
Therefore, Dr. Li could not leave. He had to wait for Shen Zhiyan to come and the two of them would conduct an autopsy together.
After a while, He Guang came to ask for instructions: "Prince, Your Highness, what should we do now? Let those people go back or"
Murong Ci said coolly: "None of them can leave. Leave them in the main hall and ask the waiters to serve them tea and refreshments."
He looked at the King hesitantly and asked for his opinion. By detaining people in Wuying Hall, doesn't this tell everyone that they are all suspects?
Murong Yu seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said: "Do as Your Highness wishes."
He Guang took the order and went.
Murong Yu drank a cup of tea and whispered: "Your Highness, move and speak."
Murong Ci saw him walking towards the inner hall. He knew he had bad intentions, but he gritted his teeth and followed him in.
The light and shadow in the inner hall were dim, but a ray of skylight came in from the window sill, making the dust fly in front of the window.
He stood in front of the window, standing exactly between half yin and half yang. The bright skylight split him open like a sword as cold as snow. It was half yin and half yang. It was mysterious and strange, as if it had come from the Nine Nether Hells. The devil is climbing up. The yin is extremely dark and creepy, making people's scalp numb and creepy, while the yang is extremely bright and bright, with the sunshine and white snow confusing people's hearts. Yet it is paradoxically condensed into one person, both bright and sinister.
Such a contradictory person is unpredictable.
"Your Majesty, do you have something to say to me?" She stood not far from the entrance, far away from him.
"Could it be that His Highness wants everyone outside to hear?"
Murong Yu turned around, his handsome face that was angry with both humans and gods was filled with a ghostly aura, but it did not detract from the exquisite beauty of the skin.
Murong Ci had no choice but to take a few steps forward and wait for the next words.
"Your Highness just went to the main hall, did you find anything?" He walked into Chuo Chuo's shadow and stood in front of her.
"The prince is so concerned about Fan Xiaowen's death?" She couldn't hold back the sarcasm on her lips.
"Your Highness, do you still remember 'making a cocoon to tie yourself up'?" Murong Yu said with a strange smile and his voice was a little deeper.
She immediately stared at him warily.
A profound smile flashed across his deep eyes, "You instigated Princess Zhaohua, how should I 'repay' you, the instigator?"
The word "repay" is a bit harsh.
Murong Ci sneered, "Your Majesty is wise and wise, and wants to be ahead of others in everything. How could he be bound by that 'cocoon'?"
"It has always been my preference to reciprocate with courtesy."
"Then what does the prince want to do"
Before she finished speaking, she felt her waist loosen. It turned out that the silk tied around her waist had loosened and her robe was slightly loose.
She was so angry that she immediately lowered her head and tied up the silk fabric.?The main cause of the attack. However, Fan Xiaowen's asthma attack was not fatal immediately. However, he died of asthma in a short time because poppy pollen was mixed with powder made from poppy flowers. This powder was poisonous. Although it was only a small amount, it was enough to speed up the development of the disease. He died. "
"In other words, someone wants to kill him." Murong Ci concluded.
"It's so courageous to commit murder in the literary test!" Murong Yu's eyes turned cold.
"Who wants to kill Fan Xiaowen and why?" Shen Zhiyan thought thoughtfully, "Fan Xiaowen has a well-established family background and has been famous for his talents since he was a child. In the following years, he became even more famous in the imperial capital. These thirty-six young people Among the talented people, he has the highest reputation for winning the literary examination."
"As long as he is dead, wouldn't there be a greater chance for others to come forward?" She sneered.
"The murderer is really cruel and cruel, killing people invisible." He said in horror.
"This method is not very clever, otherwise we would not have left poppy pollen for us to find." Murong Yu said, his eyes stern, "The man in front of Fan Xiaowen is Wang Zheng, the prince of the capital's defense department."
"Wang Zheng is indeed suspected. He learned from his father and has very high martial arts skills. He stands out among the famous princes in the imperial capital. He is upright, forthright and aboveboard. He does not look like such a harmful person with ingenious ideas and sinister methods." Shen Zhiyan said. . (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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