As night falls, the sun sets and the moon rises, the stars fill the sky, and the breeze blows and dances with the dense foliage.

In the Bright Moon Pavilion, the cobblestone path stretches all the way to the main house, the hedged dirt sprouts sprouts, each piece of land is marked with a different flower name, the swing frame under the tree is quietly erected, and a few fallen leaves remain on the stone table and stone bench.

Chunke held the tray, white smoke curled up from the tea mouth, the icy tea set looked unusually pale in the bright moonlight, she took a deep breath, wiped the undried tears on her face with one hand, raised the best smile at the corner of her mouth, pushed the door and walked in.

Ye Xintian held his chin with one hand, looked at the autopsy record in his hand seriously, and recreated the scene in his brain in combination with the place where Su was killed today.

Scene recreation requires combining the results of the autopsy with the situation of the scene investigation, imagining the process of victimization in the brain, so as to deduce what happened.

"Was Su poisoned or stabbed in the heart?" She couldn't help but mumble to herself, still undecided.

It is a fact that Su's excessive blood loss is because there are a large amount of blood stains left in the place where he was killed, but Su's mouth and esophagus have a poisoning reaction, and the silver needles are black, but the internal organs are not damaged.

If it were in modern times, she would have many ways to test whether Su died of blood loss or poisoning, but there were no modern tools here, she couldn't do fingerprint comparison, she couldn't detect where there were toxins, she could only observe through the surface, and the results would be very different.

"Princess, take a sip of hot tea to warm up." After Chunke finished speaking, he felt that his voice was still hoarse, so he secretly glanced at Ye Xintian, immediately lowered his head, and prayed in his heart that his master didn't notice.

Ye Xintian responded lightly, his eyes did not leave the book, and when he reached out to get the teacup, his hand paused, and his eyebrows frowned.

"Princess, what's wrong? Is the tea too hot? Chunke was a little nervous and took Ye Xintian's hand, put it to his lips and blew it.

Ye Xintian only saw it at this time, Chunke's eyes were red, and asked, "Have you cried?" ”

"No, no." Chunke let go of Ye Xintian's hand, put his hands in front of him and kept shaking.

Ye Xintian twisted her eyebrows, reached out to clasp Chunke's hand, pulled Chunke down, and the two sat on the stool facing each other, she asked, "Did someone say something ugly to you?" ”

What she knows is that what she is doing today is not something that the ancients could understand, and it is indispensable to abuse and ugly words, she can't hear it, it doesn't mean that Chunke can't hear it.

How many people in the palace are waiting to see her jokes, she knows very well in her heart, but this kind of life-threatening thing, if she has the ability to do it, she will inevitably do it, and it is not her style to sit back and wait.

Being asked so concernedly, Chunke burst into tears, and choked up: "They said that the princess was the murderer, and the Su family was killed by you, and the dead people did not let go, making the corpse unrecognizable, saying that the princess was not there to clear up her grievances at all, but to vent through the corpse." ”

Ye Xintian felt that these words could still be listened to, and they were not too unpleasant. What's more, she understands their ignorance, so she won't bother with them.

"That's it?" She chuckled and touched Chunke's head and said.

Chunke sniffed, looked up at her in surprise, and said, "Isn't this serious?" They don't know the facts, so they condemn you to death, is it too much! ”

"Don't you know they also opened a gambling game privately? Most people bought me to be convicted. Ye Xintian said as he raised his hand to hook the hair scattered on Chunke's cheeks to his ears.

"And this kind of thing? Where, I'm going to tear down his yard! Chunke slammed up from the stool and rolled up his sleeves as if he was about to fight.

Ye Xintian smiled and quickly pulled her back, saying, "People don't open it at night." ”

Chunke nodded in understanding and said, "Then I'll go to him tomorrow to settle accounts." ”

Ye Xintian's head was originally swollen from looking at these records, but fortunately, Chunke came over to ease her nervous brain, and she now feels full of strength again.

"Go get paper, brushes, and envelopes." She said to Chunke.

Chunke nodded, and brought everything Ye Xintian needed to her, although she couldn't read what was written, she stayed aside and helped her study ink.

After Ye Xintian finished writing, he picked up the paper and blew the ink that had not dried, and put it in an envelope after it was all dry, no one's name was written on the cover, and he said a location in Chunke's ear, and Chunke ran out with the letter.

"I hope you can help me." She watched Chunke's back run out of the Bright Moon Pavilion, and it wasn't until she disappeared that she once again focused on the autopsy record.

Before she could see half of it again, the sound of hurried footsteps made her look up again, only to see Qingling come out with a large piece of paper, on which a structural diagram of a house was drawn.

Ye Xintian took it, spread out the paper on the table, and began to mark the evidence found in the Su family's house on the paper, saying that it was evidence, and it was more useless things.

Half of the patterns were painted on the wall, and I couldn't tell what it was, there was a faded red footprint on the bed where Su died, a red palm print on the table, a messy footprint under the shed, a broken teacup, and a long scratch on the dagger.

These seemingly chaotic things, which seem to be evidence but do not look like evidence, can only be connected by careful people, and those who do not understand will only judge the direction of the case based on superficial evidence.

However, although these details are very important, she still can't figure out the situation at the scene of the crime.

She pulled her hair in frustration, she had no clue, there was nothing useful in the evidence and at the scene, and she could only hope that tomorrow's confession would bring a turn for the case. She now seriously doubted that she was saying that three days was less, and that she should have said at least seven days, and she was to blame for saying three days in a moment of anger.

Just when she felt very annoyed, an uninvited guest came to Mingyue Pavilion.

Yi Sijin stood at the door, his face was not good, he waved his hand to signal Qingling to go down, and then walked in front of Ye Xintian, sat down, pursed his lips and did not speak.

"What's wrong?" Ye Xintian asked with a smile, but seeing that he had given her three days, she could also use the token as an arrow, so she could barely deal with him.

"What did you do to the nurse's corpse?" Yi Sijin told herself to stabilize her anger first and listen to her explanation.

"I've already sewn it up, and although I still have scars, no one will see it when I put it on."

"You are disrespectful to the dead!"

"I'm here to investigate the truth and give her a clean slate!"

"Innocence requires disembowelment of a dead man! This king gives you the right to investigate, not the right to disturb the dead! ”

Ye Xintian sighed, stared at him intently and asked, "Do you believe me?" ”

"What does this have to do with believing?" Yi Sijin doesn't understand, how can the investigation of cases be known to everyone, and it is notorious, why bother?

"If you believe me, I'll explain to you why I did it."

"What if the king doesn't believe me?"

"Then this is the end of our conversation, and I will explain it clearly in court in three days."

Yi Sijin didn't know whether to believe her or not, and he didn't understand why he sent her three days to investigate, he took a breath and said, "She is a nurse who grew up watching this king, do you want her body to be incomplete?" ”

"I think that only by returning her innocence can she be blinded, the corpse is just an external object to a dead person, and if you don't know it, you will wander in the world, how will you choose between the two?" Ye Xintian asked.

Yi Sijin looked at her and didn't answer, not knowing whether she should believe her or not.

It's really strange to say, Ye Xintian was even afraid of blood before, but today he was able to examine Su's body thoroughly without blinking, when he first heard this, he was very unbelievable, but the human figure on the table proved her.

Ye Xintian noticed that he was peeking, so he threw the autopsy record in his hand to him and said, "Someone said that one person counts the shortness and the other counts the long, you help me see if I have any omissions." ”

As she finished speaking, she focused her attention on the drawing of the house on the table, next to which was ink of different colors, so that she could pick it up and mark the spot where she had found.

Yi Sijin looked down at the booklet with the autopsy record written in her arms, hesitated and looked up and was about to speak, but when she saw her serious side face, she couldn't bear to disturb.

He opened the autopsy record curiously and looked at it, it was described very carefully, and the content of the record was also very detailed, but how did she complete Su's autopsy? Isn't she scared at all? This is the first time in Chenguo, how much pressure did she withstand at that time to complete?

Jing Zhao Yin came to the door, her dissection had just begun, when Xiang Ze was entangled with Yu Kuai, the sound of the fight was very disturbing, how did she manage to be so calm?

In the room, the candles were shining, the backs of the two were stretched long, and the only sound around them was the sound of paper being turned, and beyond that, the sound of each other's gentle breathing.

Ye Xintian's eyebrows tightened, and everything found at the murder scene was put into the house in his brain, and the three-dimensional house could list the evidence of the entire murder scene more clearly.

It's just that she has combined the autopsy record and the murder scene, and she hasn't determined who the murderer is, so she can only look at tomorrow's confession, whoever has the biggest loophole may be the murderer of Su's family. And she also put herself in the suspect, because although she did not kill Su, she herself did not know whether she would become an indirect murderer.

Yi Sijin watched her hold her chin with one hand, her eyes stared at the structure of the house without moving half a minute, and her pursed red lips were illuminated by the candle flame with a reflective feeling, which made people can't help but kiss Fangze.

Slowly, she closed her eyes, her even breathing ringed in his ears, her heavy head slowly fell, and the hand supporting her head gradually detached, and she saw that her head was about to hit the table hard.

Yi Sijin took the first step to stretch out his palm and caught the side of her face, the warm breath hit his palm, itchy and warm, and he looked at her face carefully by candlelight.

Many people in Chenguo said that Ye Xintian was very beautiful, and her facial features were indeed marked, and she looked very beautiful on her face, why didn't he find out before?