Su Motang followed Xiaohe to the direction of Yilanju. Su Motang was a little puzzled in his heart. Yi Lanju has been burned to ashes, what else are you going to do there?

But before he arrived, he heard the screams in the courtyard of Yi Lanju, and the sound of beating the board one after another.

The autumn night was cold and dewy, Su Motang couldn't help but tighten the clothes on his body and followed behind Xiaohe. The crescent moon with thin eyebrows hung in the dark purple sky, and the remnant clouds fluttered by, covering half of it. There are lights everywhere in Yuwang's mansion, bright as day, and the guards come and go, many but not chaotic. Everyone's face seemed to be preoccupied, something should happen.

Su Motang thought to himself, today's fire in Yilanju for no reason must have made Murong Yu suspicious. I don't know how many things will be involved. There was naturally a layer of gloom on his face, and his steps were a little late.

The green bamboo on the periphery of Yilanju is still in good condition, but there are more guards today than usual. Seeing Su Motang and Xiaohe, the guards stopped them with a cold face, and Xiaohe went up and said what he meant.

One of the guards went in to pass the word, and the two waited outside the door.

The screams made Su Motang's heart tangle when he heard it, and he expected that Murong Yu should be interrogating the relevant people inside. She suddenly regretted it.

was about to tell Xiaohe that if the prince was busy with business, she better not bother. But before he could speak, the guards who had entered earlier trotted over to deliver a message.

"If the girl is inside, please, the prince just happened to have dinner, and I think the girl is just waking up, so let's eat some together. Hunger is not good for the body. ”

The guard said very politely, and made a gesture of please after speaking.

Su Motang couldn't resist it, so he had to pick up the corner of his skirt and go in.

Yilanju seems to be an inconspicuous corner of the house, but when you go in, you realize that the flowers and plants are covered, and there is no cave. But after a few steps, the smell of burnt grass and trees came from inside. Through the trees, you can see the blackened roof of Yilanju. The figures inside are longing and lively.

Xiaohe also looked serious and cheered up the spirit.

Turning out of the path, I saw a lot of people gathered in front of the bamboo house of Yilanju. First, a circle of guards stood on the periphery, and four people were lying on the spring bench in the open space, and they were lifted and pressed on it. The person standing behind him waved a palm-thick wooden staff and "snapped" at the person below.

The burned down Yilanju only has black and scorched roof beams, and it is no longer inhabitable. Su Motang knew that this was Murong Yu's favorite place, and it was estimated that he would not be in a good mood at the moment. At the ruins, three or five more people rummaged inside.

Next to Yilan's residence, there is exactly an octagonal pavilion, and there are a number of maidservants in it, waiting for the left and right. Na Yu Wang Ye is naturally inside.

When Su Motang had seen such a battle, his face couldn't help but turn white for a while, and he didn't dare to look at it. The guard who led the way was intimate, leaning sideways, just blocking the inconvenient position, and moving with the two. Suddenly, I arrived in front of the pavilion.

Although there were many people in the pavilion, there were only one or two cups and saucers clashing, and there was not even a single cough. Murong Yu sat alone at the octagonal stone table, and there were already four kinds of meat and vegetarian dishes on the table. A maid dressed similarly to Xiaohe was preparing a second set of dishes. It should be the place for yourself.

Su Motang went up and blessed his body.

"Mo Tang has seen Lord Yu......"

"Come and sit, I'm frightened during the day, and I'm surprised by the beauty. This king has already sent someone to the Red Kite Pavilion to tell He Sanniang, you will stay here for a few days. Just cultivate yourself. ”

Murong Yu said lightly and skillfully, pinched the small white porcelain cup on the table, and took a sip. It seems to be a cup of sake. Murong Yu's expression could not show joy or anger.

Su Motang lowered his head, and screams still lingered in his ears. I muttered in my heart, why can Murong Yu act like a nobody. But according to the words, he moved his body and sat down next to Murong Yu.

Murong Yu took the lead in sandwiching a dish with a silver chopstick, and put it in his mouth. Su Motang also began to put down the mustard and began to eat. However, I kept silent during the banquet, and there was a drum in my heart, and I always felt uneasy.

After a while, Bai Lu walked to the pavilion with a serious expression. He whispered two words in Murong Yu's ear and opened a handkerchief. The handkerchief contained a thick wad of incense ash.

Su Motang lowered his head and peeked at it. The pale gray is mixed with some milky powder. She has seen the incense prepared by He Sanniang, containing the fragrance of "wind without trace".

On the outside, it looks the same as the average, but the bottom part is mixed with "wind without a trace". At first, it was just an ordinary incense, but when it burned to the bottom, it naturally had a strong fragrance. The one that is burned into white powder may be "the wind passes without a trace".

Murong Yu rubbed a little from the ash with his hand, leaned close to his nose and sniffed it.

"Have you ever had someone check it out?" Murong Yu asked in a deep voice.

I asked Imperial Doctor Cao, and he said that the specific materials are still unknown, but they should be smoke. I haven't seen it before, so it's probably rare. ”

"Find someone to check it out."

"Yes! Master. ”

"What other clues?"

"Back to the master, Yi Lanju buried a lot of tung oil around it. Someone must have secretly put it there. ”

After Murong Yu listened, he played with the two silver chopsticks, and a pair of slender hands tirelessly rummaged around. On the head of the silver chopstick, a plum branch is engraved. Su Motang thought to himself, using silverware is also afraid that someone will poison him. It's no wonder that he is so careful, there are too many enemies, and he has to guard against it.

For a moment, Murong Yu's eyes moved away from the silver chopstick, and he looked at the field in front of him with a cold glow. Speaking in a cold voice:

"The people in Yilan Curie have all given this king a trial. Don't let go of the guards who come in and out. If there is anything suspicious, he will be punished. What this king has is patience, but let's see who is playing tricks under his nose. ”

After saying that, he smiled again. The smile was like a hunter looking at his prey, knowing that it would not escape the palm of his hand, and he still wanted to play with it.

Su Motang followed the laughter, and his hands couldn't help shaking. Fortunately, the chopsticks are held tightly in my hand, and if they fall to the ground, I am afraid that I will show timidity.

"Yes, master!" Bai Lu led the order to retreat.

Someone had already been dragged down in the clearing, and he was unconscious.

There were many people blocking Su Motang's sight, but just listening to this voice knew how cruel it was. She could imagine the skin peeling open, the board rising high and falling heavily, the sweat and blood splattering in the air and the screams of gnashing teeth between her teeth.

I hope that the detailed work arranged by He Sanniang does not leave any handle. If he was caught by Murong Yu and tortured severely, I don't know if he would vomit out.

Thinking of this, I broke out in a cold sweat again.

"Ruo'er, your face is not good. Is it because the body is still not good? ”

Murong Yu's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, although it was soft and concerned, it startled Su Motang.

"No...... No, Lord Wang. The slave just listened...... This...... Some scared. ”

Su Motang hurriedly pretended to be weak.