Chapter Seventy-Two: Cover Your Face

Lin Zhiruo closed her eyes, and replied after a while: "The case of corpse mutilation that has not been solved for three consecutive months has finally shown some signs recently, and I am investigating this case with Duanwang." ”

When Qin Ziyu heard Lin Zhiruo say this, his eyes suddenly brightened up a lot, and his eyes were full of doubts like a torch, "You help Duanwang investigate the case?" It's-"

Will she still investigate cases? I can't see it! Although he has never done this investigation, he can also feel that there must be many doorways in it, if it is not an extremely witty and sharp person, it is impossible to solve one game after another, with few evidence clues, and strict logical thinking to analyze the murderer's reasons for committing the crime, and even the entire process of injury...... In short, it's definitely not easy!

Moreover, there has never been a woman engaged in this kind of industry in Da Yue Kingdom, and he thinks that this may be the reason why women are not naturally suitable for this profession, after all, women are more shallow than men. Lin Zhiruo said that she and Duanwang investigated the case? Are you kidding!

Everyone knows how cold and proud his third brother Qin Zimo is, he has been in charge of heavy affairs in Dali Temple for many years, and how strict he is with his subordinates. Everyone also knows how reluctant the emperor is to marry Lin Zhiruo to him, and even unveiled Lin Zhiruo's hijab in public on the wedding day to humiliate her, but think of his contempt for her! How could he allow his nominal princess, a female streamer, to show up at will and go to such an important place as Dali Temple to help him investigate the case?

Unless the woman in front of her has some kind of skill that is beyond the ordinary—wait, isn't she a doctor? Why, this is also useful for the investigation of the case?

Lin Zhiruo heard Qin Ziyu say this, and knew that Qin Ziyu must have doubted her ability. When he opened his eyes, he saw surprise and denial in Qin Ziyu's eyes.

She threw the eye knife at him very unhappily, and said coldly: "I have a little research on the autopsy, and I can find some clues from the corpse, and now I am cooperating with King Duan to find the murderer." What, what does Prince Hui have to say? ”

"This king is just curious, with the temperament of King Duan, he will allow you to enter Dali Temple......" Qin Ziyu showed an incredible expression, changed the topic and said: "Anyway, you know a lot of things, medical skills?" Autopsy? What this king is interested in is how you know a little bit about it, and this king also wants to know about it. ”

Lin Zhiruo glared at him, "It's your business." After speaking, she ignored Qin Ziyu's surprised eyes and dissatisfied expression, and opened it to look outside.

Qin Ziyu looked at Lin Zhiruo's backlit side face, his gaze became deeper and deeper, and the birthmark fell on his eyes like a seal, silently becoming a brand.

When she arrived at the main gate of Dali Temple, Lin Zhiruo couldn't wait to jump out of the carriage and ran up without saying hello. Qin Ziyu looked at her back and was a little stunned, as if she was imagining what it would be like for her to investigate the case with Duanwang.

"Lord Wang, do you want to go back to the palace directly in a while?"

Qin Ziyu retracted his thoughts when he heard this, and replied, "Go home." Only then did he reluctantly put down the curtain and cut off the gaze that was still shrouded in Lin Zhiruo's back.

Lin Zhiruo finally climbed to the top of the long steps, in order not to lose face, she specially endured the pain in her legs and climbed to her head in one breath, and when she reached the top platform, she couldn't get up quickly, panting and clubbing in place like a log. When the guards saw him like this, they all looked like hell, they didn't know what this guy with a birthmark on his face was doing when he suddenly appeared here.

Lin Zhiruo took a few breaths, and then dragged her sore legs into the door, but was stopped by the guards.

"Who trespassed on the important land of Dali Temple?"

Lin Zhiruo glared at the man angrily, "I, Mu Zhi, can't recognize me if I take off my mask?" ”

Far away, Qin Zimo upstairs had been lying at the desk for too long, and as soon as he stood up and stood by the window and looked into the distance, he saw Lin Zhiruo, who was not wearing a mask, arguing with the guards in front of the door, and his face suddenly darkened.

What is she doing? If she doesn't come on time today, forget it, she won't wear a mask when she comes, does she want to be recognized by others and embarrass him?

Lin Zhiruo came to Qin Zimo's room and saw Qin Zimo standing by the window with her back to her, so she politely knocked on the door three times and walked into the house.

"I'm sorry, something delayed for a moment......" Lin Zhiruo explained nonchalantly, and walked to the seat behind Qin Zimo to sit down.

"What are you going to do?" Qin Zimo turned around and stared at Lin Zhiruo, his eyes focused on her face, and there was hidden anger in it.

Lin Zhiruo stood up straight and looked at him, turned her face and said lukewarmly: "It's nothing, it's just that King Hui invited me to sit in Jinfeng Yuan for a while, originally I refused to come, and I was afraid that he would doubt my identity, so I went hard, and I have been messing around until now." ”

Qin Zimo had already smelled the fragrance of fat powder and the slight aroma of wine on Lin Zhiruo's body, and looking at her casual appearance, she really looked like a gentleman who was overindulged in the Qinglou. He saw her unruliness and emptiness in her eyes, and felt her neglect and disdain for him, and his anger grew in his heart.

"Where's your mask? Can you explain to this king, what is going on? Qin Zimo looked at her white and red side face, and asked in a deep voice.

Lin Zhiruo replied to him without thinking: "Throw it away." Why, the prince likes to see me wearing a mask? I'm sorry, I don't like it, and I don't care if you like it or not. I'm here to talk to the prince about the corpse shredding case, and ask the prince to focus on the case, and don't care about these things. ”

Qin Zimo looked at Lin Zhiruo so carelessly, and always felt that she had stepped on his minefield. How can it be a trifle without a mask! She is his princess, she has covered her face since the day she married into Duanwangfu, and she has never shown her face outside, she wears a mask to show people when she goes out these days, and she finally retains the reserve that a princess should have, and he can only see her full picture in Duanwangfu......

Qin Zimo suddenly realized that he had regarded seeing Lin Zhiruo's appearance of revealing the birthmark as his own right, and in his selfish heart he didn't want anyone to see her ugliness, because it seemed to be his wound, only he could lick it, and others couldn't even look at it!

Lin Zhiruo took off her mask and exposed her ugly appearance in front of others without his permission, she was trampling on his face as a husband and ignoring his existence, she had the intention of making people laugh at him!

Since she married into the Duanwang Mansion, he has let her do everything, whether it is changing family rules or selling jewelry, he even regrets helping Xue Ziyao beat her up, and allows her to enter and leave the palace freely - but what about her?

If Lin Zhiru begged the emperor to cancel the marriage between the two from the first day she entered the palace, does she have this qualification? She dares to revise the family law, why should she? She privately auctioned off the tribute rewarded by the emperor, which is a big or small felony! She went in and out of the palace freely, she never treated him as her husband, she did whatever she wanted, never considered the consequences, and did not leave any affection for him......