Ling Suwan was actually a little scared. Although she has been smart since she was a child, her comprehension is outstanding, and she is not like the average daughter who grew up, but after all, the previous 16 years were also raised in the boudoir and lived a worry-free life.

The last time she saw Ju Cui's corpse, although she didn't show it on her face and pretended to be calm, her heart was trembling.

But the only use of staying by Lu Yuan's side is to use his ability to see the smell to help him investigate the case.

As long as he has the opportunity to overturn the case for the Ling family, what can't he do, let alone just a dead body.

She calmed down and calmly walked over to the corpse.

The dead girl in front of her is about the same age as Huancui, and although her appearance is not as charming as that of Huancui, she can be regarded as delicate and lovely.

There was a rain yesterday, and there was still some muddy sewage in the sleeping pool. As soon as it was soaked in sewage, the smell on the corpse became very disordered and difficult to identify.

Under the cover of dirty sewage vapor all over the body, the faint smell of balm is still faintly visible.

After Ling Suwan carefully identified it, she let out a strange light "huh".

The smell of the balm on this girl's body is exactly the same as the balm used by Huicui.

On the way back to Dali Temple to pull the girl's body, Ling Suwan asked Lu Yuandao: "My lord, didn't you say that the balm used by Miss Huicui was made by herself, which was unique, but why did the deceased use it the same as her now?" ”

"It seems that the top priority is not only to find out the identity of the deceased, but also to find out the origin of this balm." Lu Yuan touched his chin and said with interest: "This case is really getting more and more interesting. ”

Because there are many similarities between the deceased and the case of Jucui, the case was also handed over to Dali Temple, and Lu Yuan was responsible for investigation.

Not long after entering Dali Temple, he was able to be responsible for handling the case independently, and he also received a special commendation from the saint, and the Lu family Xiaolang, who has always been arrogant and willful, can be regarded as the face of the head of the given national government.

Lu Yu, the Duke of Dingguo, who was heartbroken for his young son, was very comforted, and even took the Duchess of Guo to visit Lu Yuan's yard every day, taking care of food and clothing more carefully, and sent some supplements from time to time, for fear that he would be hungry and tired and sick.

On that day, he returned home from Dali Temple on an errand, and as soon as he entered his yard, Jiqing brought out a large bowl ......of tonic soup, and greeted him attentively: "Master, it's hard to handle the case today, this is the codonopsis lotus seed wolfberry soup that Mrs. specially ordered the kitchen to boil, which replenishes qi and brightens the eyes, and is just right for the master to drink."

"Take it away, take it away," Lu Yuan frowned, and he didn't have a good breath, "It's these tonic soups and medicines every day, and I almost vomit when I smell this smell, and I make up for a fart!" ”

"Master, you can drink it," Jiqing cried with a sad face, "Madame specially ordered that the little one should stare at you before you can finish drinking." ”

Lu Yuan knows the pestering energy of his own county lord's wife who does not stop until he reaches his goal, if he comes to collect the bowl later and finds that this tonic soup has not been moved, it is estimated that he will be cocooned in his ears until his ears are cocooned.

But looking at the black and strange smell of the soup bowl, he pinched his nose, it was really hard to swallow.

When I turned around and saw Ling Suwan standing quietly on the side, I don't know if the investigation has been too hard in the past few days, plus she is always out in the wind and sun, this little flower looks darker and thinner, her right arm is not broken, and she is wrapped in a thick bandage, which is pitiful.

He stretched out his hand and handed the bowl over, "Oh, little charcoal, I'll give you a drink." ”

"Master, this can't be helped!" Jiqing shouted, "This is made by Mrs. herself for you, it is exquisite, how can you give this lowly little flower to drink?" How can she afford it? ”

Lu Yuan glared at him, "What's the matter, you kid has only been in charge for a few days, and you want to use chicken feathers as arrows to take care of my affairs?" A bowl of tonic soup, you can't be the master anymore? Whoever you want to drink, you can give it to whomever you want. ”

This little flower has only been with the master for a few days, and the master is so partial to her, what about himself, although he has recently been promoted to the manager of this courtyard, but since this little flower came, the master began to snub himself.

Ji Qing thought sourly, and there was something wrong in his heart.

And Ling Suwan's heart was a little depressed.

Don't do to others what you don't want, Grandpa Lu. Isn't it enough for me to do more for you? What kind of tonic soup with this strange smell, forget it.

She excused herself and said: "Adult, the little ones don't dare, it's better to let the Ji steward drink, the Ji steward is in charge of the affairs of the hospital, and he is busy every day, and he is very hard." ”

Count you as a little flower and know current affairs! Jiqing was secretly proud.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yuan lost his temper, and said with a stinky face: "If you don't want to make you stronger, you can help me solve the case as soon as possible, so I don't bother to pay attention to you." Jiqing, you watch her finish drinking, otherwise you are not allowed to go back to the house. ”

After speaking, he turned around and went to the study by himself.

Ling Suwan was helpless, and under the watchful eye of Ji Qing, she drank the bowl of soup before returning to her house.

Her house is next door to Chun, which was originally an abandoned utility room. After Lu Yuan took her in, he asked her to choose between living in a utility room or sharing a room with Ah Chun, and she chose this cramped utility room without hesitation.

Today, I went out to investigate the case and went to many places, and almost visited the fat powder shops and spice shops in the capital, and I was sweating.

Tonight was fine, and after dinner, she fetched a few buckets of water and washed her hair with one hand.

By the time the pick-up was finished, it was already the second watch.

She sat down at a slightly shabby table next to the bed.

On the table, in addition to some paper and ink notes that she usually used to analyze the case, there was only an old bronze mirror.

This bronze mirror was given to her by Ah Chun.

In the slightly blurred mirror, there was a swarthy face, still somewhat unfamiliar to her.

She lifted her uninjured left hand, stroked her cheek, and lifted it from the heel of her left ear.

A human skin mask as thin as a cicada's wings slowly peeled off.

In the bronze mirror, another face appeared.

It was a face that was completely different from a human skin mask.

The complexion is fair, the pink delphia is not stained, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the facial features are delicate, although it is not the appearance of the country and the city, but it has its own beautiful and refined natural beauty.

Ling Suwan carefully put away the human skin mask and placed it beside the bed.

This humanoid leather mask was given by her husband, Lianxi Jushi, and the craftsmanship is exquisite, enough to be fake. At that time, she had completed her studies and went down the mountain, and her husband also wanted to retreat into seclusion, and this mask was a gift to her at the time of parting.

Unexpectedly, now she has to wear this mask every day, living in this world with another appearance and another identity.

Did my husband foresee that his future life would be changed dramatically and be displaced, so he gave this to me?

Looking at her original appearance in the mirror, Ling Suwan thought sadly.