Chapter 1187: The Only Breakthrough

The fourth master was practicing calligraphy, and frowned slightly when he heard the words: "Whose people are moving?" ”

"It's from Concubine Hui's." Su Peisheng hurriedly replied in a low voice.

The grim man frowned slightly.

The other party's sudden action is probably related to what happened at the 100-day banquet?

Afraid of future revenge from the Five Grids?

Or is it because he said that "there are no clues" is proud, and he has no scruples, so he must quickly get rid of the trouble in his heart?

Or is it because the prince suddenly mentioned it and was scared?

But why did the prince deliberately mention this at the 100-day banquet?

The prince obviously deliberately mentioned the matter of "the little eunuch frightened the four blessings".

How much does the prince know about this matter?

Did you deliberately mention it, wanting the people of the East Third Institute to break up with the eldest brother?

Or is there some other purpose?

There was a little mess in his mind, and the fourth master rubbed his temples: "What is Fujin doing?" ”

"Since the end of the 100-day banquet of the little masters, Fu Jin went back to the house to rest. At dinnertime, I drank a small half bowl of porridge and lay down again. Su Peisheng replied softly.

"I know, you go down first, although there is something to report." The fourth master's fingertips moved slightly, signaling Su Peisheng to go down first. He had to think about it now, the crown prince's behavior was too strange.

Why the hell did he bring it up?

How much does he know?

Did he meddle?

……

Until the glimmer of the morning light spilled in through the window paper, the fourth master was still sitting in the circle chair.

I haven't slept all night, and the whole person looks a little haggard.

Su Peisheng came in with a bowl of fragrant porridge, and the temperature was just right.

"Master, this porridge is just right, but it's fragrant. You taste it~" He hunched over and put the porridge on the table.

After sitting all night, the fourth master was indeed hungry, but after eating a few bites, he lost interest: "Take it down." ”

Su Peisheng saw that the fourth master had eaten half of it, and hurriedly took it down.

Then he cautiously spoke: "Master, the people below have come in with a message." "I'm afraid it's bad news, so he brought the porridge in first, stared at the fourth master and ate a few bites before showing him the news.

The fourth master came to his senses all of a sudden, but he was a little tormented in his heart: "Take it." ”

After quickly sweeping it, the cold man's brows subconsciously relaxed.

Fortunately, there is no trace of the prince's interference.

It can be determined that it is the hand of Concubine Hui.

But, there is another unidentified person.

Last night, Concubine Hui's people went out of the palace to deal with the palace maid. The people he sent over immediately took action and rescued the palace maid.

But a third-party force secretly observed and found that someone saved the palace maid, and they were going to kill the palace maid, Concubine Hui's people, and all his people at that time.

His men were wounded, but they caught the third man.

I wanted to be captured alive, but the other party turned out to be a dead soldier. Swallowed poison and died instantly.

The people below couldn't determine who had sent the dead man, and the search found nothing.

Dr. Xu performed an autopsy that night and found the piece of paper that the man had swallowed in his abdomen.

After piecing it together, the handwriting on the piece of paper was no longer legible, but an oval seal could be recognized, and there were only two words "Zhuang He" in the seal.

For the people below did not know who had sent the dead man, they stretched out the seal, which was the only one that was not even proof, and showed it to him.

After staring at the seal for a while, the fourth master always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

He could be sure that the seal did not belong to the prince.

But whose is it?

The cold young man sat in the circle chair, his thin lips pursed slightly.

Minutes and seconds passed. Su Peisheng has replaced three teas for him.