Chapter 312: The Man Behind the Scenes

"Don't be afraid to Niannian, you still have me."

Eleven raised his eyes when he heard the sound, and the corners of his mouth gradually showed a bright smile, and he laughed softly: "I have never taken these things to heart, and you are always the only one who makes me worry and sad." ”

"If grandpa is poisoned, it is really a ruthless hand of Jiang Yunchuan and Fang Qingrou, but it's okay, I'm afraid that someone will push it behind the scenes, and it will be difficult to control."

"Are you saying that Jiang Lao's poisoning was manipulated by someone behind the scenes?"

Ye Junchen subconsciously looked at the translucent screen not far away, and could vaguely see the back of Xu Tianchuan treating the wounds of Old Man Jiang.

He lowered his voice and said, "Do you suspect that this matter is related to the crown prince?" ”

"Although Qin Tianling's little white face has some means, it is not enough to be so ruthless to the important ministers."

"Now that the dispute between him and the virtuous king is in the white-hot stage, he will not ask for trouble at this juncture."

"What's more, besides the two of them, there are other people staring at it."

"The emperor is only in his early forties, he is in the prime of life, and he has no intention of establishing a prince at all, if Qin Tianling is not the queen's child and the eldest son and grandson of the royal family, he will not be able to sit on the throne of the prince at all."

Eleven doesn't say it explicitly, but it's not a tact.

Ye Junchen naturally knew what she meant, compared to Jiang Yunchuan, he knew the current emperor better, as Nian Nian said, if it weren't for the coercion of the princeling, he wouldn't want to make the prince so early.

According to the news in the palace, since the establishment of the crown prince, the emperor has never stepped into the queen's dormitory, and stays in the Xingle Palace every night.

The man squeezed her hand harder and harder, and Eleven frowned slightly.

"Ah Ye, do you have something on your mind?" Eleven asked softly.

When the man heard the voice, he smiled sideways and shook his head gently.

The dark eyes that are as deep as the sea seem to be surrounded by a misty mist, which is hazy and unreal, and even if it is smiling, it cannot erase the heavy sense of oppression.

Eleven sighed secretly, once he touched the secret of this man's heart, he was unwilling to tell.

Although this was to protect her, she did not want such protection.

She can see through people's hearts, but she can't see him clearly.

The feeling of not being able to see through everything and not being able to prepare in advance made her panic.

If she can't protect him in this life, she will hate herself for living forever.

"Ah Ye."

"Huh?"

"What do you think of the murderer in the skinless corpse case?"

Ye Junchen was stunned, he didn't expect the little girl to suddenly mention this.

"I heard Lin Tao say that these cases were not committed by people, but by a monster called a pseudo-corpse monster, and he didn't know how to report it to the court." Ye Junchen said, "Why did you suddenly think of asking about this?" ”

"Pseudo-necrophils are non-human and non-demon monsters, and they have an extremely long lifespan." Eleven, "Because they have no skin, the sun is highly poisonous to them, fragile as eggs." ”

"As long as they are in the dark, their muscles will become rocky, with tiger-like claws."

"They peel off the skin because they want to live like a normal person, a skin can last for about ten years, once they become adults, they don't need to change their skin, they become real people."

"Niannian, what do you want to say?" Ye Junchen could hear Eleven say this to him, it was not simple, it seemed that there was something in the words.