The guards were in a mess, and Meng Hui had expected it.

These guards, who were once very familiar with Song Ming, all seemed to have amnesia, pretending not to recognize this face, and cooperated with the officials of Dali Temple to run around to investigate the identity of the assassin and the purpose of this assassination.

The coroner hurried over with his work, one holding a pen and paper to record, and the other turned over Song Ming's body, telling the scars of Zhongjian and every birthmark on his body.

The officials of Dali Temple waited in the main hall, anxious like ants on a hot pot. The case of Princess Pingyang cannot be solved yet, and there is another assassination case in her hand, which is really a headache. The most important thing is that the emperor's attitude is ambiguous, and they can't figure out whether it is better to strictly investigate or perfunctory.

When Meng Hui passed by the door, he saw a group of middle-aged and a young man, frowning at the ceiling and sighing, not paying attention to her at all.

"County Lord, since the guard house has become the territory of the three princes, it is better for us to move faster." Agarwood was still thinking about the rebellion, if they were in the palm of Sun Zhao's hand when the incident happened, it would be dangerous.

"Okay, let's find someone to ask where the Assassin's relics are placed." Meng Hui stopped at each door and looked inside, but could not find a place to place the evidence. Just as she was sticking to a doorway and looking deeper into the halls, a clear male voice suddenly came from behind her.

"What is the county lord of Qinghe looking for?"

Meng Hui jumped in fright, turned around and looked back, it turned out to be the young man who had just sat inside and sighed. This person was wearing the official uniform of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, with clear eyebrows and clear eyes, and he didn't seem to mean to drive her away tactfully.

Meng Hui also found that the young man's expression looked like a serious old pedant, but the roots of his ears were slightly red, she knew it in her heart, and immediately became confident: "I'm just curious that this is so bold that he dares to assassinate the emperor, so come and see how you are doing." ”

"I see." The young man nodded without doubt, and responded honestly, "There is nothing to gain for the time being, and the county lord has been disappointed." ”

"Oh......" Meng Hui swept him from head to toe and found that the roots of his ears were even more red. What is this place? ”

The young man lowered his head slightly, and his eyes did not dare to glance at her face again. "Inside was originally the guard's yard, and the assassin's body and relics were placed right now, so the county lord should not approach it, so as not to be discouraged."

Sure enough, you've found the right place! Meng Hui's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand to the young man: "I know, Shaoqing will go first, and I will leave after shopping." ”

Seeing that Meng Hui was in a hurry to leave, the young man's eyes were a little gloomy, and his expression was a little resentful.

Meng Hui shuddered when he saw it, and hurriedly turned around and planned to enter the utility courtyard through another door. Throwing off the young man who obviously had a crush on Sun Youyi, the agarwood behind him asked, "The county lord forgot Li Shaoqing?" Once you dropped your purse in the palace, we were so anxious to look around, and then he picked it up and quietly returned it. ”

"It's him!" This kind of trivial matter, how could Sun Youyi take it to heart, her memory is blurred, and she doesn't know that Li Shaoqing actually secretly has a crush on her.

Since this is the case, Li Shaoqing will definitely not make a small report to his boss, Meng Hui quickly put this matter behind him and took two maids to get in through the back door.

A room with obvious figures moving tightly closed the door, obviously used to place the corpse, the coroner and the servant were still busy working inside, and Meng Hui and the three of them quickly slipped over in a half-squat.

Pushing open the half-open door next door, Meng Hui saw the Buddha beads on the table at a glance.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the guards' place and the lack of manpower to guard the relics, she hurriedly took a few steps forward, took out a handkerchief, wrapped the Buddhist beads and stuffed them into her sleeves. When the things arrived, Meng Hui breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked out of the door with the two of them.

"County Lord?" Unexpectedly, the door next to him suddenly opened, and a coroner walked out with a few people from the guard station, and collided with Meng Hui and the others.

"......" Meng Hui was a little stunned for a while, not knowing whether to overwhelm people and flee quickly, or to explain a few words kindly.

At this moment, Li Shaoqing suddenly walked from outside and said with a serious face: "It turns out that the county lord is here." He stepped forward, greeted everyone very naturally, and explained, "The county lord was ordered to come and inquire about the situation, and I didn't take her away for a while, but I didn't expect to go the wrong way. ”

"I see." Everyone was already in trouble, so they didn't ask any more questions, and left here in a hurry.

Li Shaoqing's eyes were bright and wet, and he looked like a big wolf dog who wanted to invite credit.

Now Sun Youyi should always remember Brother Li. Meng Hui was thinking about whether it was possible for these two people, when she suddenly sensed the hidden soul, and there was a burst of shyness, and she grinned knowingly: "Thank you Li Shaoqing, if you have time on July 7, please go to Bazhen Building to talk about it." ”

When Sun Zhao falls, Sun Youyi will definitely not marry to the Ulan Kingdom, since her own soul is intentional, Meng Hui is naturally happy to push it.

As soon as the words fell, Li Shaoqing's cheeks were flushed, like a cooked lobster. Seeing this, Meng Hui walked away with his hands satisfied, hiding his merit and fame, and the two maids glanced at each other ambiguously, pursed their lips and snickered.

*

In the main hall of Fengyi Palace, the queen sat upright, and when she heard Meng Hui's request, she nodded very understandingly: "You two sisters have been close in the past, so it's good to keep some things by your side as a thought." ”

"Thank you, mother." Meng Hui hurriedly saluted and thanked him, and received a sign from the aunt beside the queen in order to enter the heavily guarded Ningxi Palace.

The queen looked calm at the moment, without a trace of panic, Meng Hui knew that this meant that the situation was already under control.

After leaving Fengyi Palace, Meng Hui went straight to Ningxi Palace, and the guards guarding the door of the inner hall looked serious, and no idle people were allowed to wait until the scene of the crime. Seeing that she took out the sign given by the queen, the two guards were willing to let her go.

In the inner sanctum, the blood has long since dried up and melted into the gray-white floor. The broken deadbolt was still scattered on the ground, and Meng Hui cautiously walked around it, walking along the window edge towards the inner room.

"Take three pieces of jewelry of low value and use them for registration on the surface. Quietly take an inconspicuous object with me, and I will be of other use. "Meng Hui doesn't intend to hide the matter of establishing a well-dressed mound, and it is impossible to hide it if he wants to.

Fortunately, agarwood and red sandalwood have always been people who listen to orders and don't talk much, and they immediately took action when they heard the words.

After a while, Agarwood found a pair of earrings, a handbag and a bead hairpin. Rosewood walked over to her with an unfinished handkerchief.

Meng Hui took the handkerchief and flipped it over in his hand to look at it. "What is she embroidering two ducks for?"

"County Lord, this is a mandarin duck." Agarwood pointed to the two fat ducks and said, "The princess's embroidery has always been bad, and there is no doubt that this veil must have been embroidered by her own hands." ”