Chapter 64: Xianggong, You're So Good
The night is like paint, and there are no stars in sight.
Yixuan sat in the carriage, her lips pursed into a straight line, and her face was cold. Shuang'er is obviously not as calm as Yixuan, and her face has become a bitter gourd.
Yixuan lifted the curtain and glanced at the front of the group. Fu Miao rode at the front, and the carriage was guarded by government soldiers on all sides, even if someone wanted to kill her, they couldn't easily break through.
She was a little relieved.
She has escaped death many times, but when she dies once, she is even more desperate and vigilant.
Yixuan lowered the curtain, closed her eyes with her back against the wall, and suddenly spoke: "The maid who disappeared, you go and check her identity and see if you can find her." β
Shuang'er was puzzled: "Which maid?" β
Yixuan looked at her: "The maidservant who sorted out the mourning clothes for my aunt." β
Shuang'er was surprised. The princess hadn't mentioned that matter these days, and she thought that the princess didn't want to pursue it...... Suddenly asked her to check, why?
"Actually, as long as no one mentions it, no one will know. If it gets big, neither the prince nor your mother's family will be able to explain. Shuang'er hesitated.
Zhao Zhen helped Empress Zhen's coffin to return to Beijing, and naturally he could not escape the blame.
Yixuan sighed: "So you have to be quiet, don't alarm anyone." β
Twins should come down. The master was determined to find out, and she obeyed.
The carriage soon arrived at the cemetery of Concubine Gong on the outskirts of Beijing.
The concubine was not high in rank during her lifetime, and was buried with ordinary concubines. Zhao Zhen didn't want to disturb his mother, so he never moved the tomb.
When Yixuan got out of the car, she felt cold, and the wind blew the shadows of the trees, which looked very weird. Yi Xuan couldn't help but shrink her neck and walked quickly behind Fu Xuan.
"Don't be afraid, princess. There are no ghosts or gods in this world. Fu Miao comforted her.
Yi Xuan smiled reluctantly, there were no ghosts and gods...... So what is she?
Along the stone path, there are bulging mountain-like dirt bags on both sides - actually made of bricks. Everyone walked until they walked to the main hall, where the candles were brilliant, and at a glance they were all guards. Fu Miao opened the way, and the guards got out of the way.
Yixuan saw clearly that there were two corpses on the ground, covered by bamboo mats. In addition, there is a male corpse.
The man was covered in black, with dried black blood at the corners of his mouth, presumably killing himself by biting the poison.
Yi Xuan stared at the male corpse for a while, and her heart sank even more...... The man is dead, and she can't let the dead speak.
She settled down and walked towards Zhao Zhen. Zhao Zhen sat on the wooden chair, slowly pinched his eyebrows with his fingers, and wrinkled deeply between his eyebrows.
"Why are you here?" Zhao Zhen opened his eyes and saw her, his tone was slightly cold.
He was clearly suspicious of her. Yi Xuan's heart was cold, but she still said calmly: "If I don't come, will His Highness go back?" β
"What are these words?" Zhao Zhen's tone was a little more stern.
He may not believe what the murderer says, but there are always suspicions. After all, Cha Ou Xiangzhen was the maid next to the concubine, and she was killed in front of the concubine's mausoleum, even if it was for the sake of the concubine's face, he couldn't ignore it.
Yixuan smiled faintly and said, "Your Highness should suspect me. But I really don't have to fight for the two servants, if I want to kill them, I will return to His Highness in the morning, and I will be beaten to death with a stick. Why send them to the imperial tomb? β
With her temperament, she is very disdainful of explaining these. Zhao Zhen felt slightly sorry in his heart, and sighed softly: "I believe in you." β
As long as she said it herself, he was willing to believe it.
Yi Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he turned around in silence, staring at Wei Xiang and said, "What is the cause of death of the tea ou incense seal?" β
Wei Xiang replied: "I was wiped on my neck." β
Yi Xuan asked again: "Where is the murder weapon?" β
Wei Xiang hesitated, he didn't want Yi Xuan to get involved in this, but he instinctively obeyed her, so he brought the murderer's short dagger and presented it to Yi Xuan.
Zhao Zhen suddenly got up, covered Yixuan's eyes with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "Don't look at unclean things." Let Fu Miao send you back and get a good night's sleep. β
In fact, there is nothing unclean, she has seen too much in her previous life.
But she still felt warm in her heart - although Zhao Zhen was suspicious of her, he still protected her. Her hand lightly covered Zhao Zhen's hand, and she smiled lightly: "With His Royal Highness here, the evil has long been far away." Your Highness, don't stop me, I want to prove my innocence. β
The girl's stubborn temper came up, and she couldn't stop it. Zhao Zhen couldn't help but smile, put his hand down, gently twisted her earlobe by the way, and said, "It's okay if you want anything, just don't lose your temper with me." β
Yixuan snorted lightly and ignored him. Stared at the short dagger in Wei Xiang's hand for a while, the blood stains still remained on it, the blade was very sharp, it was new, the handle was made of iron, it was very ordinary, and there was no clue.
Naturally, the murderer would not be stupid enough to leave evidence for her on the murder weapon.
Yixuan said to Wei Xiang again, "Can you show me the wound?" β
Wei Xiang was taken aback, and hurriedly stopped: "The princess can't." β
Yi Xuan looked at him lightly, with a little smile on the corner of her mouth. Wei Xiang was pressed down by her momentum, so he had to agree.
"Don't look at it." Zhao Zhen stood beside Yixuan and frowned.
Yi Xuan raised her face and smiled at him: "Your Highness, rest assured, my Wen family's daughters are bold, and they will not be frightened by the two corpses." As she spoke, she walked over to the corpse and squatted down, and Wei Xiang lifted the bamboo mat for her.
The blood stains on Cha Ou Xiangzhen's neck have been wiped clean, and only the wound is still red.
The wounds of the two were long and narrow, the knife edge was clean and neat, and the neck veins were cut accurately, and the technique was not unique. Yixuan asked, "Are there any traces of struggle?" β
"Nope." Wei Xiang replied.
"No?" Yixuan was a little surprised, "Neither of them?" β
"Yes, neither."
Yixuan was silent for a while, and then asked, "Have you searched the murderer's body?" β
"I searched it, and there was a silver ticket of five hundred taels." Wei Xiang took out the silver ticket and handed it to Yi Xuan.
Yi Xuan carefully looked at the silver ticket, and found that there was a brownish red color on the corner of the silver ticket, and when she smelled it, she laughed: "This silver ticket is splashed with blood." β
She stood up and pointed to Zhao Zhen.
"The murderer has poison hidden in his mouth, which can be seen as a dead man. When the dead come out to act, they generally do not bring silver. The money was obviously not given to the murderer by the employer, but was intended to confuse the tea pot and divert their attention. The silver was held in the hand of the tea pot incense seal, and then blood was splashed. β
Yi Xuan calmly analyzed, but she didn't find that Zhao Zhen's eyes when she looked at her had changed a little.
How could she understand this?
An ordinary boudoir woman would not be afraid of the dead corpse and tell him this calmly? is so careful, even he is not as good as ......
Yi Xuan raised her eyes and saw Zhao Zhen's eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment - she was too impulsive! She was too eager to clear her suspicion, so that she didn't scruple that she should be restrained in front of Zhao Zhen.
"I ...... Guess. Your Highness thinks, is there any truth in what I said? She forced a smile.
The heart is very empty.
Zhao Zhen also smiled, "What you said makes senseβit makes so much sense." β
Whether the person was killed by Yixuan or not, he didn't care so much. What he really cares about is how much this girl deceives and disguises him.
It was the first time she had shown her cleverness in front of him.
"The princess is worthy of being the niece of Queen Jiarou, and she has a bit of the demeanor of a queen." Wei Xiang stood there, his handsome face rarely had a hint of a smile, and he was unexpectedly good-looking.
He's just playing a round for the girls.
She is someone else's wife now, but he can't help but protect her. Maybe one day, Zhao Zhen knows the truth and will torture her with countless terrible means, and at that time, only he can save her.
He didn't mind waiting.
Yixuan glanced at Wei Xiang, and the corners of her lips curled: "Master Fu has won the award." How can I compare myself to my aunt? β
When it came to Wen Zhiluo, Zhao Zhen didn't want to talk about it anymore, so he bluntly instructed Wei Xiang: "Go and check the origin of this silver ticket, it's here tonight, you can go back." β
"The minister will send His Highness back to the palace." Wei Xiang said.
"No, I don't. Just let Fu Miao escort you. Zhao Zhen looked down at the girl and scratched her nose: "Let's go?" β
Yixuan nodded, walked a few steps and stopped, and said to Wei Xiang, "Bury these two girls." If they have parents, they will also give them some silver. β
Wei Xiang promised. When I raised my eyes again, I saw the backs of Zhao Zhen and Yi Xuan, Yi Xuan hugged Zhao Zhen's arm, talking and laughing.
He stared into the distance.
Zhao Zhen felt guilty about Yi Xuan, and coaxed her with good words along the way, Yi Xuan was also well-behaved, not angry, but also not close to him.
For example, as soon as Zhao Zhen put his arms around Yixuan's waist, Yixuan moved to the side and said with a smile: "There is a sitting appearance, but the prince is still more disciplined." β
She's angry.
Zhao Zhen sighed deeply: "Yixuan, do you know what I was thinking before you came? β
Yi Xuan wondered: "What? β
"I'm thinking, if it's really you who sent someone to do it, how can I cover up these things, how can I gag the mouths of everyone present, and even, how can I defend you in front of my mother's spiritual seat." Zhao Zhen's dark eyes are like lacquer, and his whole face has a strange sense of solemnity in the dark night, with sharp edges and corners, which cannot be violated.
Yixuan couldn't help but be stunned.
Zhao Zhen continued: "I said, as long as you tell me in person, I will believe it. Therefore, if you have any grievances in the future, don't hold back, tell me, and I will call the shots for you. β
Zhao Zhen took the girl into his arms and rubbed his chin against the girl's forehead. He had a pale green stubble on his chin, and she was a little itchy.
I'll call the shots......
Yixuan echoed this sentence in her mind, and her heart was inexplicably steady.
For so many years, she has been accustomed to relying on herself, even being relied on, and she stands at the pinnacle of power to be relied upon. I even forgot that I could rely on my husband like other women.
Her face flushed slightly: "Really? Do you believe what I say? β
"Of course."
Yixuan was in a good mood, eating and laughing, "Then I'm going to tell you one thing now." β
"What?" Zhao Zhen touched her face, and the fox asked.
Yi Xuan mysteriously leaned into Zhao Zhen's ear, holding Zhao Zhen's neck with both hands, she took a few deep breaths, and seemed to have made great determination before finally opening her mouth:
She said, "Xianggong, you are so good. β