Mingxiang followed Youhuan out of the teahouse step by step, looking like she wanted to say something.

Youhuan asked, "Pity her?" ”

Ming Xiang didn't know the grievances between Youhuan and Aunt Xiaoyue, but simply out of sympathy, she said: "She looks quite pitiful, sad like that, she must have something particularly important to ask the county lord." ”

You Huan didn't respond to Ming Xiang's words immediately, but just looked at her with a rare look, and Ming Xiang was uncomfortable.

"Mingxiang, how many years have you been in the palace?" Youhuan asked.

Mingxiang was strange, but she still replied honestly: "The slave maid came from the Beiping Palace, and when His Royal Highness entered the East Palace, the slave maid entered the palace." ”

When Queen Li was still the princess of Beiping, she was also a ruthless character with a reputation for being outside, and the concubines of the Beiping palace were like clouds, but there was rarely any chaos in the backyard, and the concubines were like docile sheep in front of the princess of Beiping.

After Youhuan figured it out, she said to Mingxiang: "Do you know who the woman you sympathized with just now?" ”

Mingxiang shook her head ignorantly.

Youhuan smiled and said, "She killed four people in a row in the Yan Mansion, and even I almost broke it in her hands half a year ago." ”

"Mingxiang, poor people must have something to hate, this is an unsolvable knot."

Ming Xiang was speechless, reflecting on herself with a depressed expression, knowing that she had just lost her words, "County Lord, it's a slave and maid who talk a lot......"

You Huan smiled and waved her hand indifferently, "I don't blame you, after all, her pitiful performance was shown to you, and her hatred was used on me." ”

Everyone has two sides, good and evil, it's just that different people see different sides.

When Youhuan returned to the inn, she lay on the couch, covered with a thin quilt on her body, her eyes closed gently, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was not asleep.

"Sister, you're going to hide your ......"

"Youhuan, my precious niece, don't hide, come out and I will ride you as a horse......"

"Sister, don't save me, you see me like this...... Where is it still like a person? ”

The voices of Emperor Zhao and Chen'an were intertwined in his mind, and the final picture stopped on the rippling water, and Youhuan woke up violently, his heart beating in his chest irregularly.

Zhao Huajin, who was sitting on the side reading a book, took in Youhuan's expression, he put down the book, poured a glass of water and walked to Youhuan's side.

"Nightmares again?"

You Huan took the warm water with a trembling hand and drank it, but the feeling of dizziness in her head did not fade much.

"Mingxiang said that the medical girl came to look for you at the full moon today." Zhao Huajin sat down on the couch.

You Huan replied and said, "She wanted to ask me for a favor, but I refused." ”

Zhao Huajin's eyes condensed slightly, and told You Huan what was found out today, "The first two cases of the Yan Mansion and Yan Yu's death were all from her, Yan Ke's death should be an accident, Feng originally wanted to use Yan Ke to frame the full moon, so he cut Yan Ke before the banquet, and then put one person in the house, and then sent someone to lead the full moon over." ”

"But I didn't expect that when Yan Ke was alone in the house, he would stuff himself in the quilt, and by the time the full moon passed, Yan Ke had already suffocated to death."

As if she had thought of something, she got up and walked to the bed, her vision dizzy, but soon she shook her head again, suppressing her strangeness, thinking that Xu didn't sleep well.

Youhuan walked over and took out the things that were pressed under the pillow.

"This is a drunken dream." You Huan took out the unburned incense pills that were stolen from the house of Yan Yan Shi that day, "I stole it from Yan Shi Shi's house, Yan Ke should have smelled drunk Mengsheng and felt uncomfortable, so he covered himself with a quilt." ”

"Although Yan Ke is not the hand of the full moon, Yan Ke also died because of her."

But soon Youhuan remembered a strange thing, whether it was Yan Assassin Shi, Emperor Zhao, or her, she was once weak because of long-term inhalation of drunken dreams, why did the full moon look like nothing at all?