After Yun Chuan's explanation, the little worry in Jiang Yinglian's heart disappeared, straightened his back, and followed Mrs. Hou into the prince's mansion again in the early morning of the second day with a clear conscience.

It's just that although he was prepared, when Jiang Yingli stood at the door of the prince's mansion, his mood couldn't help but change.

I still remember the last time I came back, the prince's mansion was still so gorgeous, but now it was covered by white trees, and the pair of big red and gold lanterns were replaced by white paper lanterns, revealing sadness.

She still remembered how high-spirited and proud the crown princess was at that time. Now he is lying in a coffin, breathless.

The world is so unpredictable that it's frightening.

"Let's go." Mrs. Hou took a deep breath, and she was also mentally prepared before stepping into the prince's mansion.

Not long after entering, there was a roar of rage ahead.

"What are you doing here? How dare you come? ”

Jiang Yingli and Mrs. Hou couldn't help but pause in their footsteps, because there was suddenly a group of people in front of them, blocking their steps towards the mourning hall.

Mrs. Hou stabilized her mind, her eyes were open and confident, and she said: "I came to worship the crown princess, and when I got acquainted, I always had to send one to the deceased." ”

"Don't pretend here, my sister was killed by you!" The person who roared was the princess's brother, Yang Chaoyu.

His eyes were red, and he didn't know whether he was angry or sad, but the hatred in them was strong, as if the one standing in front of him now was the murderer of his sister.

"Yang Gongzi's words, Mrs. Ben doesn't understand." Mrs. Hou straightened her back again, not seeing the slightest weakness, but Jiang Yingli knew that Mrs. Hou was holding on.

"If Yang Gongzi has evidence, he can escort us to the Yamen. But if not, Yang Gongzi, you are spewing blood, disrupting the audio-visual, and letting the real mastermind behind the scenes be happy. If this is the case, the crown princess will be so pitiful, she really can't turn a blind eye! Jiang Yingli stood up and looked at Yang Chaoyu sadly.

Yang Chaoyu didn't expect the two of them to dare to be so arrogant, and even dared to speak out in front of him, cursing his sister to death.

Anger mixed with hatred burst out, Yang Chaoying's face was hideous, and he wanted to rush up to teach them a lesson.

In just a moment, a figure quickly flashed in front of them.

"In front of the Prince's Mansion Mourning Hall, who is making trouble?" Qiu Muyun looked at Yang Chaoyu with cold eyes, full of momentum, and the majesty from the superior diverged, forming an invisible oppressive force, making Yang Chaoyu stunned in place.

"I've seen the Six Princes." Yang Chaoyu was unwilling, but in front of the prince, he still didn't dare to make a mistake. And just now, he also emphasized that this is the Prince's Mansion, not the Yang Mansion.

"Still not backing away? This prince is too sad to think of you, and this reckless act is not for you. If you do this again, disturbing the order and disturbing the purity of the crown princess, even if this prince lets you go, His Royal Highness the crown prince will not let you go. ”

Qiu Muyun opened his mouth again to admonish, and saw that although he was unwilling, he still retracted in the end, relaxed his fist, and turned sideways to get out of the way, before he withdrew his cold gaze from him.

Mrs. Hou and Jiang Yingli both stabilized their minds again, and walked into the mourning hall together.

The Yang family in the earlier farce was already aware, and it can also be said that they deliberately indulged Yang Chaoyu and wanted to drive the two of them away.

But when the sixth prince Yunchuan made a move, they could only dare to be angry but not dare to speak, and watched Mrs. Hou and Jiang Yingli worship in front of the crown princess's spirit.

Jiang Yingli respectfully and sincerely worshipped, but when Mrs. Hou left the mourning hall, she couldn't help but wonder a little.

"Why don't you see His Royal Highness the Prince?" It stands to reason that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should be in the mourning hall at this moment, but he has never seen his figure all the way just now.

That's why I wondered.

Qiu Muyun walked beside her, and happened to hear her little question.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince suddenly lost the Crown Princess, and he was overly sad and physically exhausted, so he fainted. At this moment, he should be resting in the courtyard. Qiu Muyun also lowered his voice and whispered to Jiang Yingliang.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess have such a good relationship?

Jiang Yingli sighed lightly in her heart, and couldn't help but feel sorry again.

"It's all you! It's all because of you! If it weren't for you, the crown princess wouldn't have died at all! ”

Suddenly, I saw a maid dressed in white rushing out from the side, stretched out her arms and stopped in front of Jiang Yingliang, and then pointed directly at Jiang Yingli with her hand, looking at her hatefully.

Jiang Yingliang frowned, is this still over? Isn't it original sin not to be hurt?

Unexpectedly, what the maid said next was completely different from the previous one, and she looked at Jiang Yingli categorically and said word by word: "It's you!" The purpose of those assassins was you! It was because the crown princess had the golden peony pattern you embroidered for her that she was murdered! ”

When Qiu Muyun heard this, he couldn't help but frown, and his eyes looked at the maid with a hint of murderous intent.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

The maid was not afraid at all, her eyes were still covered with hatred, and she asked Jiang Yingliang: "Have you forgotten?" The golden peony pattern was embroidered by you! So many people are watching, do you still want to deny it? ”

Jiang Yingli felt helpless, and then felt that this maid seemed to be a little familiar, and it seemed that she was the maid who came to the Hou Mansion to invite them to the banquet.

In this way, this maid is really the personal maid next to the crown princess.

"That pattern, but the crown princess asked me to embroider it. Do you want to blame me for this? Jiang Yingli was repeatedly treated as a murderer, and she was already a little impatient, and her tone was not good.

In an instant, he took a closer look at the maid and asked rhetorically: "I remember you, you are the personal maid of the crown princess." It's just that when the crown princess was killed, where were you? Why are you all right? ”

Jiang Yingli was purely puzzled, and there was no malicious intent, and this person knew the reason for the assassination at this moment, if it wasn't for the purpose of pouring dirty water on her, then the matter would be very strange and weird.

"The crown princess especially likes the golden peony you embroidered, so she can't put it down and holds it in her hand, and it is because of this that she died tragically!" The maid avoided answering Jiang Yingliang's doubts, and continued to entangle with her: "As soon as those assassins saw the golden peony in the princess's hand, they rushed over!" Isn't that obvious enough?! It's you! ”

"Nonsense, nonsense!" Madame Hou couldn't bear it anymore, and scolded: "There are a lot of embroidery in the capital, if the assassin wants to use this as his purpose, then he will slaughter the entire capital!" ”