Zhou Jinhuan thought that by doing this, he would be able to meet Zhao Yu as he wished and successfully break the deadlock, but he did not.

Her blood flowed only in exchange for pain and scars that slowly scabbed, and she failed, and she was a little desperate, and even a little regretful for her recklessness.

It's just that Zhao Yu has never been a person who plays cards according to common sense, and things have taken a turn for the better in a few days.

Naturally, it was not Zhao Yu who came to see her, but Zhou Caiwei.

Zhou Caiwei couldn't have known that she was here, unless Zhao Yu intentionally let her know.

But why?

"Sister, it's all Wei'er's fault, Wei'er should be more careful, otherwise Sister A'll not suffer so much. ”

As soon as Zhou Caiwei saw Zhou Jinhuan's embarrassed appearance, the whole person cried into tears.

Such a beautiful woman cried like this, not to mention Zhao Yu, and Zhou Jinhuan, who was a woman, was a little distressed.

"It's okay, leaving the palace without permission is an unforgivable sin, and it is already a great grace for the emperor to keep me here. ”

Zhou Jinhuan smiled bitterly, the corners of his mouth were a little chapped, and there was a fishy sweet taste.

"Sister, how can Wei'er help you?"

This sentence was said by Zhou Caiwei, but Zhao Yu wouldn't have guessed that she would say that?

Zhao Yu is in control of everything.

This is definitely a trap for Zhou Jinhuan, but she can only jump, only in this way that she will not be passive all the time.

Withdrawing all the people from all sides, Zhou Jinhuan whispered about his plan, Zhou Caiwei's eyes widened, and she looked incredulous.

"Wei'er, this is Sister A's best chance, you must help Sister A, no matter who says anything, you don't tell the second person about it, okay?"

"But, sister, you'll die like this!"

"Silly Wei'er, what's the difference between me doing this and dying?"

Zhou Caiwei wanted to say something, but Zhou Jinhuan stopped her and gave her an affirmative look.

"It's like Sister begging you, please. ”

Zhou Caiwei has always been soft-hearted, and when she saw Zhou Jinhuan's pleading appearance, she finally nodded with difficulty.

Life in the dungeon is very peaceful, and since Zhou Caiwei came, Zhou Jinhuan's life has been dull.

At first, Zhao Yu asked about her situation, but then she simply forgot about it.

However, a few days later, the news of Zhou Jinhuan's death came from the dungeon, and Zhao Yu's face was a little ugly, and his face was cold: "Transfer it to Dali Temple for investigation, and I will ask for results within three days." ”

Dali Temple Qing Wei Zifeng received the order to be sincerely afraid, and investigated without sleep, and finally had a result on the second day.

A large amount of cinnabar powder was found in the dungeon where Zhou Jinhuan was located, and there were still some traces of fire.

Cinnabar could have been used as ornaments or pigments, but it contained mercury and could not be swallowed or burned, otherwise, it would be dangerous.

Wei Zifeng's findings: Zhou Jinhuan died of mercury poisoning.

"What day is it?"

"Back to the emperor, Zhou Jinhuan died on the sixth day, and Weichen received the order on the second day. ”

"Is it because she has mercury in her body, so that her body does not rot?"

As soon as Zhao Yu said this, Wei Zifeng broke out in a cold sweat, swallowed his saliva, and nodded: "Back to the emperor, yes." ”

"Okay, this matter will be left to you Dali Temple, step down. ”

Out of the main hall, Wei Zifeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

What follows is done in a subtle and unobtrusive way, as if everything was being planned.

Zhou Jinhuan woke up in the dead man's post, and could faintly hear the crow's cry, which was both desolate and infiltrating at night.

That night, she left with a smile, but the smile was too short-lived and short-lived.