Biwa Zhu eaves, floors stacked pavilions.

The fine red silk hung above the vermilion door, and in the house, two huge red candles were burning, and everywhere was red, and the faint scent of sandalwood was like a naughty girl, which always inadvertently poured into the nostrils, but when they smelled it, they disappeared.

On the side of the bed, Duanmu Kaoru frowned and looked at the woman in red clothes lying on the bed, and behind her, there was a pool of dark red blood. In the blood water, there was also a woman in a red suit, but she seemed to have lost her breath.

......At the door, an old minister who was close to the sixtieth birthday looked at the scene in the room tremblingly, his knees weakened, and he knelt straight to the ground, almost breaking the old bones of his body.

"Prime Minister Cao, I care that you are a veteran of the two dynasties, this matter will not be publicized, you have accepted your daughter's corpse, so that you can bury it." Tonight's events, I hope—no more people will know. He closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened his eyes again, Duanmu Xun's eyes were clear. He gently turned the wrench on his thumb and looked at Cao Ling with a faint gaze, making people unable to understand the meaning.

"Minister-Xie Xià." Cao Ling barely stood up with the support of the servants, but he didn't dare to look at the daughter who was lying on the ground and was already cold.

Today is the day when Duanmu Xun, the emperor of the Luodu Dynasty, accepted the concubine, and the person who was accepted was Luo Ziyi, the only daughter of the prime minister of Luo. Prime Minister Luo Cheng is the left prime minister, but he is more noble than the right prime minister Cao Ling, and now, Cao Ling's daughter suddenly came to this happy hall to make a fuss, and even injured Na Luo Ziyi, and almost injured the emperor, and was finally stabbed to death by the guards with a sword.

Thinking of his daughter's tragic death, Cao Ling's heart ached. He couldn't understand how his daughter, who had always been dignified and polite, could be like a madman. Unless...... My daughter was assassinated!

Thinking of this, Cao Ling clenched his hands into fists! knew that the harem was dangerous, but he never thought that even if he was the right prime minister, he still couldn't save his daughter's life, and almost gave the lives of hundreds of people up and down the Cao Mansion in vain!

He must find out who killed his daughter and who wanted to harm their whole family!

Seeing the back of Prime Minister Cao Cheng leaving, Duanmu Xun's eyes were deeper, he had long been accustomed to harem disputes, but he never thought of taking precautions, and in the end he was still a hundred secrets, he never expected that someone would use witchcraft to make that concubine Cao Lanlan hurt Luo Ziyi.

If this matter comes out, the two prime ministers will be incompatible, and the court will be in chaos...... A sneer crossed the corner of his mouth, and Duanmu Xun once again turned his gaze to Luo Ziyi, who was sleeping on the bed. Such a long blade completely sank into her chest, and did not even kill her, is this woman's life too big, or is the whole incident itself a game set up in this way? Prime Minister Cao Cheng is honest, and his daughter has been keeping to himself for a year after entering the palace, while Prime Minister Luo Cheng is sleek, and he has done a lot of things in the past few years, although he will not shake the foundation of the country, but he sent his only daughter to the palace at this time, it must not be so simple. In addition, if Luo Ziyi dies in this Ziyao Palace today, there will be a bloody storm in the court tomorrow, if Prime Minister Luo asks questions, Prime Minister Cao Cheng will be implicated and punished, and then the entire government and the opposition will be in turmoil, but I am afraid that disasters will continue.

But...... This Luo Ziyi didn't die......

Is it the old fox who is reluctant to give up his daughter, or is there another mastermind behind the scenes?