Chapter Seventy-Four: I'm Going Against You

Sure enough, the next day, there was news in the prison that Song Er had died of poisoning, and the last meal at hand was not finished, and it was already cold when he was found.

Zhong Jingsong ordered people to find out the poison in the meal, and also found the prince Yujue at the scene, and Chi Yingchu was shocked to learn the news.

"Could it be that Lu Yuanbai did it again, and he still wants to blame the prince?"

Zhong Jingsong pursed his lips and spoke after a long time: "You don't have to talk about this matter to the outside world first, before you find out the truth, anyone is possible." ”

"Good. Chi Yingchu nodded cooperatively, unconsciously adding more suspicion to Lu Yuanbai.

After Zhong Jingsong was lifted, on the first day of the last dynasty, the emperor saw him and asked, "Zhong Aiqing won't blame me for what happened before, right?"

"It is natural for the minister to do things for the emperor, and the emperor handles it impartially, which is the blessing of the people of the world, so the minister has no resentment. Zhong Jingsong spoke respectfully.

The emperor's face softened, and he spoke appreciatively: "In this case, what do you think about the death of the second prince of Song in prison?"

The minister thought that the other party was in a hurry to make a move, just to block the progress of the case, and people who could have this mentality also had a certain relationship with the butler of the prince's mansion. ”

"Well, that's right. The Emperor nodded, and then asked, "Then what have you found so far, just tell me directly." ”

Zhong Jingsong was silent, seeing the innocent look on the prince's face, he thought to himself that if he said about Yujue at this moment, he might not be able to fully grasp it, just like before.

He pondered for a long time before he said: "Your Majesty, the minister's subordinates found a piece of jade jue in Song Er's prison, the owner of this jade jue is noble, I am afraid that someone has framed him." ”

"Who?" the emperor asked in a cold voice as his gaze swept over his ministers, "just say it, I don't blame you." ”

Zhong Jingsong took out a jade jue from his sleeve, and his eyes slowly fell on the prince: "It is the jade jue of His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

When the prince heard this, he thought that he still had to identify himself, so he still held his breath and sneered: "Lord Zhong can conclude that the person behind him is the main palace with only one jade jue?"

That's not what the minister meant. Zhong Jingsong shook his head, "The minister thinks that someone may have framed the prince, so the minister begged the prince to cooperate with the investigation and jointly find out the real culprit behind it." ”

As soon as Song Er died, this is undoubtedly a good thing for the prince, no one will tell his secret, but no matter how stupid he is, he will not put his jade jue in prison.

Zhong Jingsong's sudden words surprised him, but the prince still didn't want to intervene, and just as he was about to refuse, he heard the emperor's response.

"I'm right. The emperor's face was complicated for a moment, but it was only fleeting.

If he couldn't refuse now, the prince could only agree hard, thinking about it from another angle, if he could learn about the progress of Zhong Jingsong's investigation, he would be able to pass the news to the housekeeper in advance.

As long as the housekeeper is not caught, no one will find out about his relationship with Liuxiangju, and it is worth it to be a little tired.

The prince quickly figured it out, and in the next few days, he ran to Shuntianfu very diligently, but Zhong Jingsong was clearly guarding against him and didn't let him know anything.

Chi Yingchu hangs out in the palace every day, and there are more or less broken mouths in the small kitchen and the courtyard, and he likes to listen to some small stories.

Occasionally, she exchanged some stories from the book, got a lot of news from her subordinates, and won the title of "Mr. Storyteller in the Backyard".

"The prince will be back tonight, let's listen to the book secretly, I'm afraid it's difficult, or do our part seriously. ”

Chi Yingchu heard this sentence in her ears, and leaned over in small steps: "Where did you get the news that the prince is back?"

The girl who spoke looked at her, and originally looked down on her identity, but the books she talked about were really vivid and interesting, and her attitude towards her changed greatly, and even a little flattering.

"Yes, I just came out of Qingzhuyuan, and the prince is sitting inside," the maid shook her head regretfully, "You can't talk tonight, next time find a good time, let's talk slowly......"

"Okay, no hurry. Chi Yingchu's mind was full of the fact that Lu Yuanbai had returned, and her attitude towards her couldn't help but be a little perfunctory, "Next time, I'll tell you something I haven't heard." ”

Before she finished speaking, she turned around and left, and the maid thought that she was in a hurry to see the prince, and immediately quipped: "It seems that this Chu Tongfang still has true love for the prince." ”

However, what Chi Ying thought at first was that he locked himself up without saying a word, and then disappeared for a few days in a row, and then came back secretly, if it wasn't for the maid to talk about it, she might not know one day.

Why, does he think he is a hero who can do everything from heaven to earth?

He deserves it, too!

Chi Yingchu broke through a few guards at the door and knocked on the door excitedly: "Lord Wang, Lord Wang, come out to see me, if you don't open the door, I will rush in directly!"

There was still no reaction in the room, several guards were already about to draw their swords, and she was useless with any weapons, she was weak but her momentum could not be weak.

Chi Yingchu refused to give up, and the action of slamming the door gradually became smaller: "I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss the prince, doesn't the prince miss me?"

"The king wants to know, who dares to storm the door of the king's room, and who is not grounded?

The door was opened suddenly, Lu Yuanbai's gaze fell faintly on her face, and her knocking on the door paused in mid-air: "Since you live in one place, it is your own family, why should the prince settle it with me?"

Lu Yuanbai pulled the corners of his mouth sarcastically, and laughed softly: "If I don't settle it with you, you still want to be called a brother and sister with this king?"

"Don't dare. Chi Yingchu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, the only person in the world who can do this is the current emperor.

"And what are you going to do?"

"Waiter, I'll recommend myself for a pillow!" she shouted in a raised voice, her eyes subconsciously looking behind him.

"Just you, what do you think this king can look at you, your barely eye-catching face, or your weak and skinny body?"

The mockery in Lu Yuanbai's eyes became more and more intense, and he reached out and pinched her face, with great force, leaving bright red finger prints on both sides of her face.

She angrily knocked off his hand and bent down to get under his arm, Lu Yuanbai saw that she was about to get something on the desk, and his face suddenly changed a little.

"It's not for you to see, and it's not something you can afford. ”

"Why, this is made of gold, the more you don't let me see it, the more I want to see it, I want to do it against you!"

Chi Yingchu opened the thing quickly with a movement in his hand, and saw the words "butler of the prince's mansion" written on the paper, and his face changed significantly.

She regretted that she shouldn't have seen it, let alone in front of Lu Yuanbai.

Since he was investigating the matter of the housekeeper of the Prince's Mansion, why didn't he let people know? Is he trying to help others cover something, or is he trying to hide something himself?

Lu Yuanbai took something from her hand, and she was so frightened that she couldn't help but beg: "Lord Wang, I was wrong." ”

The man smiled coldly: "You're finished, you know the secret of this king, you won't live tomorrow!"