In the ruined temple, Rulu's screams made her instantly the focus of everyone's attention.

Jun Qinglan looked at her, and the girl's two palms were as thin as chicken feet, pressed on her lips. Shocked by the excess, the skin on his face lost blood and turned pale.

"That's ......." Her voice trembled, and huge tears slipped down her face without warning: "That's Sister Rushuang!" ”

Like frost? Like frost!

Jun Qinglan was taken aback, this person is actually like frost?!

"Are you eating?" She looked at Rulu for a moment. The identity of the female corpse is the key, and there is no room for error. Different identities lead to completely different stories.

"Although I am a second-class maid, I have also been with Sister Rushuang for many years, and no one will recognize her if I admit it wrong!"

Jun Qinglan heard the sound and looked at it. The clothes on the female corpse have long been eroded and cannot be seen, but a lot of intricate embroidery patterns can be vaguely recognized, which shows that it should have been a good thing of high quality. Rushuang is wearing the same maid palace dress as Rulu, which is different from this. However, her height is indeed about the same as the height of Rushuang in her memory.

Look at Rulu so sure. This man...... It's really frosty!

When did she change her clothes?

"Didn't Rushuang go down the mountain to ask for medical advice for Rulu and the medicine was missing? How could you die in a Buddha statue? Jiang Yufan frowned and asked slowly.

Yes, how could she die in a Buddha statue!

Jun Qinglan took a deep breath. The discovery of Rushuang's corpse completely overturned all her assumptions. Everyone watched as the living Frost walked out of the temple and disappeared. But her body was found in the belly of the idol, and she had been dead for many days.

Now, one of the victims of these two disappearances has not been heard from and the other has been dead for a long time. The case seems to have progressed, but in fact it is becoming more and more confusing.

The whole incident, because of the discovery of Rushuang's body, is terrifying and weird.

"Your Excellency." Rulu fell to her knees with a puff: "You want to avenge Sister Rushuang!" She's a good person, she can't die in vain. ”

"Don't worry." Jun Qinglan raised her hand and pressed the corner of her forehead, her head hurt!

"I'll take a look at her corpse first."

She walked in like frost, as if blind to the dirt that greeted her eyes. Inch by inch, his fingers touched the rotten and softened skin like frost, pulling out disgusting mucus. Such a scene is really unbearable, Jiang Yufan turned his head directly to the side, and he didn't see it!

"Is there lime?" After a long time, Jun Qinglan got up: "Please ask Master Jiang to go outside and order someone to find a coffin as soon as possible, and find more lime." If this corpse is left to decay, I am afraid that many plagues will be born. ”

Jiang Yufan blinked: "As soon as you go outside and give orders, won't everyone know about Rushuang's death?" ”

"At this point, do you think the news can still be hidden?" Jun Qinglan pursed her lips: "It's time to see the real chapter!" ”

The news of Rulu's death was like a heavy thunderbolt, and it exploded in the already chaotic southern Xinjiang court. In connection with the disasters that have been going on for several days, everyone asked Beixia to give a reasonable explanation as soon as possible.

The national teacher stepped forward at this critical juncture and went to the Qilin Temple to do several consecutive dojo pujas. One is to pay tribute to the dead, and the other is to appease the wrath of the ruined unicorn idol. After two days of making such a fuss, I went down the mountain exhausted.

At the same time, the Praetorian Guards on duty on the hill were evacuated, and the craftsmen went up the mountain and began to renovate the temple. Rulu recovered completely, and for the sake of insurance, Jun Qinglan still forcibly brought her back to the west courtyard of the palace, so that Liu Buyen could observe her condition at any time.

After that, she ordered someone to bring a message to the national teacher, and only said that the trial would start tomorrow, so she rushed into the morgue, locked herself up with the body of Rushuang, and never showed up again.

Early in the morning of the second day, the king of southern Xinjiang dispersed early, and Yu Chen sat in the lobby of the yamen of the criminal department, waiting for Jun Qinglan's arrival.

Jun Qinglan had long been dressed neatly, and was waiting outside the public hall in an extremely formal hundred household court clothes. When the people almost blocked half of the street where the lobby was located, they all saw the first female servant in the history of Northern Xia facing the brilliant morning sun and striding calmly.

Of course, Jun Qinglan is not alone. She was followed by Jiang Yufan and Rulu, and then there was a tethered pillar, and a small rattan basket was straddled on the arm of the tethered pillar, but it was covered with a white cloth, and she couldn't see what was inside.

The person in charge of the palace who led the way was the palace man, who seemed to have been instructed by the king of southern Xinjiang a long time ago, and did not make any interrogation of this group of people, and took them to the court.

Jun Qinglan raised her eyes and looked, there were really a lot of people coming!

The man sitting in the center was dressed in an extremely complicated manner, whether it was the golden crown on his head or the dazzling golden dragon on his clothes, all of which showed his identity.

This is the king of southern Xinjiang!

Jun Qinglan only looked at it slightly, then quickly bowed her head and knelt down to salute.

This was the first time she had seen the king of southern Xinjiang, and it was not much different from what she imagined. The appearance of the king of Nanjiang is somewhat similar to that of the eldest princess of Miaohua, but he is more heroic and middle-shaped. Unlike the eldest princess Miaohua, who often has a smiling face, he is serious and full of worry.

This may be the common problem of emperors, and it seems that there has never been a smile on the face of Emperor Beixia.

"Get up." The king of Nanjiang spoke slowly, there was no majesty in his voice, and he seemed a little lacking in interest: "Are you Jun Qinglan?" ”

"Yes." Jun Qinglan replied in a proper manner, not daring to show off in the slightest.

"It's up to you for today's case."

Jun Qinglan just wanted to express his fear, you are too polite. I heard the king of Nanjiang continue: "King Nanshao, you should be fair and just, and you must not show favoritism. ”

A "yes" above her head made her silent. It turned out that Fang Cai's words were not said to her, and she almost made herself sentimental.

"Jun Qinglan, the princess's case will be tried by this king, the national teacher will be jurors, and the rest will be observed. Your Majesty is here today, and I hope you don't disappoint you. ”

Jun Qinglan raised her head slightly and looked around.

The king of Nanshao sat at the bottom left of the king of Nanjiang, and the national teacher sat at the bottom right of the king of Nanjiang. All three sat on the top of the steps, overlooking the bottom.

Jun Qinglan took a shallow breath. In the past, I only felt that the three-hall trial was already the highest-level trial lineup, and compared with the battle in front of me, the highest trial lineup in Beixia was not weak enough at all.

To her surprise, King Zhaoyang actually attended today's trial. Not only did he show up, but also the eldest princess of Miaohua, the prince Longhuan, and even Li Congyao were present at the scene. The four of them sat on either side of the court. Of course, they have nothing to do with the process of hearing the case, and only serve as a hearing.

If you take a closer look, there are several brightly armored guards standing not far behind King Zhaoyang and Long Huan, and the servants should be the subordinates of King Nanshao. This scene is worth scrutinizing, and it is more appropriate to talk about surveillance than protection.

It seems that the situation of King Zhaoyang's father and son is not optimistic.

Suddenly, there was a startling sound in the court, and King Nanshao cleared his throat and opened his mouth: "Jun Qinglan, you said that the truth about the disappearance of the princess has been revealed, why hasn't this king seen the princess Yurong so far?" If you are open-mouthed, even if you are a noble guest of Northern Xia, our laws in southern Xinjiang will definitely not tolerate you. ”

"Lord Wang, don't be impatient." Jun Qinglan arched her hand and said: "The reason why Princess Yujin disappeared for no reason is that several secrets are involved. Of course, it is not so much that the princess is missing, but that she is hiding herself, and if the princess's concerns and hidden dangers in the court can be dispelled, she will naturally appear. ”

After saying this, everyone was shocked. Everyone knows that Princess Yujin disappeared mysteriously, and today I suddenly heard her say that the princess was hiding by herself, although they are all missing, but the difference between the two is big!

Can being killed the same as committing suicide?

"Don't talk about it." King Nanshao frowned slightly: "This king knows that you have been working hard these days, and he admires you a lot. The last time you suffered an unjustified disaster, as soon as this king heard the plead of the prince, he immediately sent men and horses to rescue him. How can you make up a story to prevaricate everyone because of the king's favor? ”

King Nan Shao's words were not hurried, and he felt that his words were serious, and there was a little pain in his eyes. But anyone who hides a little dirt in his heart will be ashamed and ashamed of himself when he sees him like this.

The national teacher didn't say a word from beginning to end, only squinted his eyes slightly, and the whole person seemed to be settled.

"Jun Qinglan is familiar with the law, so he will not do such a ridiculous thing." Jun Qinglan bowed her hand: "Since I can conclude from this, I naturally have sufficient evidence. Your Majesty and all the princes, if you don't believe me, please give me some time, and when Jun Qinglan explains the cause and effect of the matter clearly, you can judge it for yourself. ”

King Nan Shao pursed his lips lightly, his eyes flashed slightly, then let's see how you want to justify yourself.

"Let's first sort out the whole story of this case." Jun Qinglan said loudly: "Half a month ago, the princess and her party went to the temple to pray for blessings, but they disappeared mysteriously in front of everyone under multiple protections. The princess's personal maid fainted like frost and dew, and knew nothing about the princess's disappearance. Within three days, Rulu contracted smallpox, and Rushuang disappeared when she went out to seek medical treatment. Another day, the prince of Longhuan arrived in the royal city, and at the banquet, Xiao Pei, the prince's staff, died, for unknown reasons. After many witnesses, Xiao Pei's body was moved to the ice cellar of the palace for investigation. On the second day, there was a large-scale outbreak of cases very similar to smallpox in the royal city, and the sick people were all people who received the wind and feasted on that day, and even the guards on duty in the ice cellar fell ill, and no one was spared, and the theory of the gods descending on disasters became more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Seven days earlier, heavy rain had struck, and one man had fallen to his death, and was found to be suffering from smallpox. At this point, the people completely lost their minds and stormed the palace that night. ”

Jun Qinglan frowned slightly, although the matter had long passed, but now that she thought about it, she still felt shocked and difficult to let go.