Chu Jingping could see An Linghan's impatience with him, and he didn't know why, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Chu Jingping held back the discomfort in his heart, and said to An Linghan with a kind smile on his face: "Han'er, why are you so impatient with this king, is there someone who makes you angry?" ”

When An Linghan saw Chu Jingping's appearance, he felt sick to his stomach in his heart, and even felt uncomfortable talking to him.

In An Linghan's heart, Chu Jingping is just a scumbag, and he has been casting a wide net, but this time he has cast a wide fishing net on her.

"The Third Emperor Brother misunderstood, and no one made me angry, but the person in front of me made me look uncomfortable." After An Linghan finished speaking, he also symbolically glanced at Chu Jingping.

The smile on Chu Jingping's face at this time was a little untenable. Isn't the person in front of him talking about him?

Thinking that his dignified His Royal Highness King Jing, the prince who is most valued by the emperor, and the prince who is most likely to become the prince, is now so bluntly hated by others, his face is a little unbearable.

"In that case, then Han'er will go and get busy first, if there is anything you need my help with, just bring it up." Chu Jing's flat face was a little unsightly, but he still said to An Linghan with a calm attitude.

An Linghan really didn't want to see Chu Jingping's hypocritical appearance, so he didn't even give Chu Jingping a look, and walked away directly.

Chu Jingping looked at An Linghan's distant back, clenched his fists tightly, and then quickly let go.

Chu Jingping didn't know, he was a little depressed when he saw An Linghan's appearance, what happened to him?

After An Linghan left, he didn't stop long, and walked straight towards the big tree where Concubine Qing was killed.

After all, she hadn't forgotten that the tree shook slightly just now, and An Linghan's curiosity hadn't been dispelled, so how could she give up?

The shadow on the tree saw An Linghan still walking towards the place where he landed just now, and he was a little lucky, fortunately he had transferred his position in time just now, otherwise he would definitely be exposed!

An Linghan jumped over, jumped over, and found that there was nothing left in the tree, where was the wild cat she thought before?

An Linghan was a little disappointed, but it didn't make her forget the real purpose of her coming to the palace.

An Linghan jumped down from the tree. Then, An Linghan walked around the big tree and found that although Concubine Qing was no longer here, and there were a lot of people walking around here that day, the scene was still very intact, at least the bloodstains of that day were still in place.

An Linghan suddenly recalled that the dagger was poisonous, so Concubine Qing must have been poisoned, but at present, Concubine Qing's body can't be touched by her, so she can't drag it to prevent Concubine Qing from being buried, right?

An Linghan thought about it, and her eyes lit up when she saw the blood stains on the ground, at least she could collect one or two of this blood and bring it back for examination.

I saw the blood stains on the ground, it was still bright red when An Linghan saw it that day, but now it has turned dark red, and you are all frozen on the ground, forming blood clots.

And if you want to detect whether Concubine Qing is poison on the dagger, you only need to test whether there is that poison in the blood of the concubine.

An Linghan squatted down, picked up a small stone next to him, and slashed towards the pile of dark red blood clots, but in about ten seconds, An Linghan took out a small blood clot.

An Linghan gently picked up the small dark red blood clot, then took out a handkerchief to wrap it and put it in his sleeve. I was going to wait until I took it and then handed it to Bai Yu to see if the poison on the dagger and the blood clot were the same.

If it's the same toxin, then the results are clear.

An Linghan circled around the tree a few more times and found that there seemed to be no evidence to take except for blood stains on the ground.

An Linghan sighed, shook his head, and thought secretly: It's still too late, the only evidence that can be taken at present is this bloodstain.

Thinking about it, they didn't expect An Linghan to be familiar with their plan in advance, and calmly pull out the dagger to collect evidence in such an emergency situation.

Therefore, the bloodstain matter was not taken seriously at all.

In fact, An Linghan only guessed half correctly, and there was nothing wrong with the whole reasoning, the only mistake was that An Linghan thought that the scene had been cleaned up.

In fact, this is not, the scene is still the same scene, because Chu Xingze has always sent Ying Yi to guard, and Ying Yi has also killed several waves of people who are not self-sufficient, so the talent of the concubine has not succeeded.

An Linghan walked around the tree a few more times without giving up, wanting to pick up a leak and see if he could find any more useful evidence.

But An Linghan turned around a few times to no avail.

Helpless, An Linghan had to give up and prepare to go home with that small blood clot.

But who would have thought that An Linghan had just turned around, and his eyes seemed to be flashed by something.

An Linghan was a little puzzled, the light just now was obviously reflected.

Are there any smooth objects around here, and what can reflect a little bit of light?

And this light is also extremely small, just a small point of light, which can easily be overlooked.

An Linghan thought about it carefully, and the light seemed to flash from a small bush next to the tree.

An Linghan was also a little curious at this time, what was it that reflected the light?

So, An Linghan walked towards the small grass.

The grass in the small grass is all verdant and blooming very luxuriantly.

An Linghan peeled off the grass one by one, trying to find what was reflected just now.

Finally, after An Linghan searched for about two or three minutes, he found a silver earring.

The earrings are very simple, and they look out of place in this extravagant palace, which is obviously not the mother or princess in the palace.

After all, An Linghan has been here for so long, and he has never seen a few concubines or princesses who like simplicity, and they are dressed up like roosters every day, for fear that others will not know their identities.

Obviously, since this earring is not the princess or the mother of the palace, it is naturally a palace maid or a grandmother.

An Linghan twisted the earrings, then brought them closer to his eyes and observed them carefully.

An Linghan always felt that this earring was extremely familiar, obviously she had seen it.

And there are faint traces of blood on this earring, which was obviously torn off by someone, and there is only one earring, which seems to have been inadvertently torn off by Concubine Qing when she was fighting with her killer.

An Linghan closed his eyes, thought carefully for a while, carefully recalled everyone around the concubine, and tried to find out who this earring belonged to through memory.

Suddenly, An Linghan opened her eyes, and she remembered that this earring was from Lanxiang.

Before, when Lan Xiang was in contact with An Linghan, An Linghan had inadvertently swept Lan Xiang's ears, and he was waiting for such earrings.

Recalling that when Lan Xiang and Lan Yu had a conversation before, Lan Xiang always rubbed her ears intentionally or unintentionally, as if there was something wrong with her ears.

At first, An Linghan didn't think there was anything, just that Lanxiang was itchy in his ears.

Now, it seems, this is not the case.

Lan Xiang always touches her ears because her ears hurt.

Now that I count it, everything is in place.

An Linghan retracted the earring, then put it away with the solidified dark red blood clot, stood up, and went back to the Zewang Mansion without stopping.

Ying Yi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw An Linghan finish looking for evidence, it seemed that his task was successfully completed.