Qiu Yexian stood behind the desk, holding a wolf quill in his hand, bowing slightly, the pen was steady, and the words were like a swimming dragon. [This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

Hearing this, he didn't look up, but said lightly, "Are you probably sure it's Miss Feng?" ”

The captain of the guard said, "Yes." ”

As the person in charge, he has been investigating this matter for so many days, and he must give the emperor a definite message.

At the time of the incident, he and the others had seen the scene of Miss Feng being killed by the assassins and thrown on the cliff, and there was only a corpse at the bottom of the cliff that was the same as Miss Feng's time of death, dressed, and the same age and body shape.

Although when Miss Feng was killed, they were separated from her by a certain distance and could not see her facial features clearly, but according to the circumstances and circumstances at the time, that woman could only be Miss Feng, and there was no need for them to think about things in an unfounded and complicated way.

Qiu Yexian sighed slightly: "Have you found the clues of the murderer?" ”

The captain shook his head: "Nothing." If your subordinates are incompetent, please punish them severely. ”

Miss Feng's residence and whereabouts are secret, and few people know about it, and he believes that the murderer must have been planning for a long time and is quite familiar with the emperor's affairs, so that he can handle this matter impeccably.

In this way, the origin of the murderer must not be simple, and it is definitely beyond the reach of guards like them, if the emperor does not give a "point", they want to find out the mastermind behind the scenes, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

I don't know if the emperor will be angry with them or kill them.

Qiu Yexian didn't get angry, but continued to write: "Since you haven't found it, then don't check it." Cremate and bury Miss Feng's body on the spot, dispose of the annex, and dispose of your memories. That's it. Let's go down. ”

The captain knew that what the emperor wanted was to "not save zài" in this matter, so he quickly retreated after answering the "yes".

From the incident to the present, in addition to asking them to investigate on the spot, the emperor ordered them to keep their mouths shut, not to be angry, not to be anxious, not to be held accountable, and not to be present.

He even doubted that Miss Feng should have been killed by someone sent by the emperor, right?

This speculation made him shudder for a moment, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

In the imperial study, Qiu Yexian put down the brush, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, and looked at the distant sky for a long time, no one could know what he was thinking.

Such a rare strange woman in the world is destined to lose a qiē, and it is not a good thing to die before the dark and cruel truth is understood.

It's just, who killed Feng Jinghua? Is it the remnants of the former crown prince and the princes, or the enemy of Feng Jinghua? Or is it someone else?

If possible, he hopes to find the murderer, but if it is not easy to find, then that's it, after all, the murderer has done a good deed, and if he insists on tracking down, if he alarms Feng Xiangkong, I am afraid that the gains will outweigh the losses.

The top priority is to completely block this news, but fortunately, the murderer's actions are very secretive, and he doesn't want the outside world to know.

Feng Jinghua, Hua Er...... He silently recited the name, and her face was as bright and resolute as a jewel.

When she first saw her, her face was still childish, with light makeup and plain skirts, sitting quietly in a corner, incompatible with the atmosphere of countless famous ladies competing with each other, but she was calm and elegant, calmly, like a general surrounded by enemy troops, although tens of millions of people looked at each other and were not alarmed.

At that time, although he had already investigated her details, he still saw her for the first time, and he believed that this woman would become a great weapon.

Sure enough, he didn't see the wrong person, and her appearance never disappointed him.

He was grateful to her, and because of this gratitude, he was willing to take a moment to remember her.

I don't know how long later, he withdrew his gaze, and her face was like a thin cloud in the sky, and the wind blew away, without a trace.

He smiled lightly, turned around, and walked outside.

In the spring of March, the imperial garden is full of flowers, purple and red, lined with blue sky and white clouds and fresh breeze and green water, which is really beautiful.

It's a pity that there is no beauty, otherwise, it would be perfect in one qiē.

As soon as I thought of the beauty, a stunning beauty came to me.

Beauty is born with bright eyes and bright teeth, round and jade, good temperament, born with a noble beauty, rare is that this beauty also has both charming posture and gentleness, up to the sky, down to the earth, won his appreciation.