Then she said: "Zuo Sheng, you have a good nose, come to smell this woman, is there a fragrance on this woman?" Zuo Sheng's eyes tightened, leaned down and sniffed, and immediately said:

"Well, this fragrance is very unique, but this is the first time I have smelled it...... Where does it come from? ”

"The taste is unique...... I don't know very well. Mu Ningjiu shrugged helplessly, called Mrs. Xia's personal maidservant, and asked:

"What kind of fat powder shops has Madame been to lately?"

"Recently, a new family Manqin Pavilion has been opened near the drunken flower building in the Acropolis, and it is said that the incense sold there has excellent durability, and many palace concubines and official ladies will go there to buy it." Mu Ningjiu glanced at Zuo Sheng, who thought for a while, then nodded and said slowly:

"The person is almost done, you can arrange the cremation as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Lord Zuo." The slave bowed and bowed her head.

"Leftover boy, do you remember the incense on that woman's body?" Shang Jin asked.

"Well, just go to the Manqin Pavilion and smell it." Zuo Sheng bent his hands and crossed his fingers unconsciously, confidently authentic.

……

Manqin Pavilion.

"Dye boy, do you recommend it, that kind of incense is the best?" Many women surrounded a man in a water-green robe, and their eyes flashed with lingering admiration.

"This one, with a refreshing appearance, consists of a few small blue flowers. The main thing is that it doesn't feel particularly dry on the skin, and it sweats in summer, and the fragrance doesn't easily dissipate. However, due to the extreme rarity of the raw materials, the store should not be able to stock the last two boxes after they are sold. Mu Ningjiu raised his eyes in surprise when he heard the man's voice: after hearing so many unfamiliar voices, it was the first time that such a pure and beautiful sound, like a pearl falling on a jade plate. Seeing that Mu Ningjiu was so interested, Shang Jin tugged at her sleeve vigorously, and a hint of vinegar flashed in her eyes. She was stunned, then smiled, turned her head, and met the man's dark eyes, and shook her mind slightly, and the man walked towards her with a smile:

"Excuse me, girl, is there anything you need help with?" The surrounding women were in an uproar: The dye boy treats everyone humbly and politely, not passively, but never active. No matter how big the master in the palace is, he is very indifferent, everyone thinks that he is this kind of character, but just now his attitude towards the woman in red is obviously different.

"I'll take a look, you're busy with yours, don't worry about me." Mu Ningjiu smiled politely.

"Really, don't you need to?" A glimmer of light flashed in the man's clear eyes, and he asked softly.

"Well, no, thank you." Mu Ningjiu saw that Zuo Sheng had been wandering around a few boxes of rouge next to the door, thinking that he should have determined the range. The man didn't speak, his head tilted slightly in the direction of the door, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he left silently.

"Zuo Sheng, how is it?" Mu Ningjiu asked.

"It's this." Zuo Sheng picked up a small brocade box with blue lace and said lightly.

"Then let's go back and test it." Shang Jin said.

"Hmm."

……

Death row.

"Lord Zuo, you are really here, there is a felon, and the director of the criminal department said that he will give poisoned wine to be executed today. It's the same with you. The prison warden, dressed in dark blue robes, bowed and replied.

"Well, you go down." Zuo Sheng turned his head and gently opened the cell. The prisoner had been beaten to death, Mu Ningjiu took out the spices and gave the prisoner to smell them, waited for a while, and gently cut his side arm with a short dagger, a little blood oozed out, but the flow rate was very slow. Seeing this, she took the pre-boiled blood primrose herb and gave it to him, and then put the spice under his nose and smelled it for a long time, and then got up.

Before Zuo Sheng got closer, he judged out loud:

"With the naked eye, there is a significant increase in blood flow, which can be seen as the result of the combined action of the blood primrose and the fat powder." In a few moments, blood soaked the prisoner's entire hand. Zuo Sheng frowned and said:

"Sister-in-law, do you have any medicine that can stop the bleeding?"

"Yes. Well, here you go. ”

"Little fox, that's the best life-saving medicine, isn't it? It's gone. Wouldn't it be dangerous if you give it to a condemned prisoner if someone really needs it in the future? Besides, he was about to be executed today......" Shang Jin frowned.

"A prisoner on death row should die with the punishment he deserves." Zuo Sheng paused and continued,

"He may be heinous, and many people wish he died sooner, but in essence, he is still a person, and the way he dies as a test subject is ultimately against my Zuo Sheng's principles. I will not allow these hands to overturn the case of an innocent dead person to be stained with the blood of a living person, no matter who that person may be. Zuo Sheng fed the prisoner the pill and heard a very soft voice in his ear: "Thank you." "It quickly dissipates into the air. He nodded, pursed his lips and exited the cell.

Seeing this, Shang Jin's eyes swelled with complicated emotions, sighed, and changed the topic:

"In this way, it confirms our initial conjecture that Mrs. Xia is innocent."

In this way, all the evidence, interlocking, is not accidental. Not to mention how the head of the Lei family consumed the blood primrose, ordinary people must not know the effect of that incense, but it happened to be bought back by Mrs. Xia, and when the two had a dispute, they bumped into each other and had a wound. Mu Ningjiu frowned.

"And when we went to Manqin Pavilion, there were only the last two boxes of that incense left, and it will no longer be produced in the future." Shang Jin said.

"The last two boxes?" Zuo Sheng raised his eyebrows,

"When? How did I not know? ”

A man selling fat powder in the Manqin Pavilion said. You're concentrating on the incense, maybe you don't pay attention. Mu Ning Jiudao.

A strange feeling surged in Zuo Sheng's heart for no reason, making him feel uncomfortable, and Shang Jin's voice sounded in his ears, revealing a trace of disdain:

"Hmph, that man has nothing to do with you, and you clearly refuse, but he still has to ask you again and again. I don't know why those women like him so much......"

"It's nothing, is it? I think people are very nice and helpful, I said you, aren't you jealous? ”

"Phew! I eat his vinegar? The conversation between Shang Jin and Mu Ning Jiu was already blurred in their ears. A few thoughts quickly crossed Zuo Sheng's heart: spices, a woman's love, and kindness...... He closed his eyes, and suddenly felt a dull pain in his brain, and the pain dissipated, and the box of incense that the man was holding in his hand suddenly appeared in front of him, with small blue flowers, which were clearly the same kind as the ones he had selected......

Among the hundreds of spices, he chose only two boxes of incense, was it a coincidence?

Such a sophisticated criminal plan, the deceased died hideously, although the style was not quite different, but because of the misleading information, he thought completely wrong at the beginning, like the man's methods and layout.

Despite his reluctance to believe it, his intuition clearly told him that the inference was correct. Zuo Sheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and his fists clenched tightly at his side: Damn! He dared to appear in front of him like this, did he calculate that he didn't recognize him? It's disgusting!

With a "boom", the wall powder fell in a platter. Mu Ningjiu turned his head in surprise and shouted:

"Zuo Sheng! What are you doing? Shang Jin tore his hand from the wall with force, although there was no blood, the bone of the hammer wall was obviously dented, he twisted his eyebrows, and shouted:

"Leftover boy! Why do you want to do this to yourself?? Do you know how important your hands are? If the hand is abolished, do you know how many unjust souls in the Yu Kingdom will not be able to get a righteous verdict?! ”

Zuo Sheng bowed his head and was silent, his body began to tremble slightly due to anger and unwillingness, and his hoarse voice sounded:

"What's the use of my hands? It's not like he ran away......"

Mu Ningjiu was a little confused:

"He? Who? She seemed to think of something, and exclaimed:

"Is that him? He showed up? When? Zuo Sheng said to himself:

"It's just to make a mockery of me...... Hahahaha, remote control, even the cleanliness habit has been overcome, he is really powerful. The two were still at a loss, but they were worried about his current mental disorder. The three of them walked into the Shang Mansion, and Zuo Sheng suddenly said softly:

"I'll go sleep for a while, don't call me." After Shang Jin watched him leave, he sighed and said:

"He's been doing this more and more often since he met that criminal."

"It's really hard." Mu Ningjiu paused and said,

"He's too cunning."

……

Manqin Pavilion.

After the girls had finished their shopping and left satisfied, the man in the aqua green robe looked at the clouds in the sky and muttered:

"Looking at your appearance, I'm also very anxious. Aren't they all standing in front of you, ready to help you? Why can't you see me......" A warm smile was hooked on his lips, and there was no trace of mockery, and the passers-by couldn't help but straighten their eyes, and secretly wondered in their hearts: The gentle and inviolable aura around this person is like an immortal in the heavenly realm.

He slowly entered the room and saw the girl sitting in the shopkeeper's position, and his eyes were bent:

"Your poison is very powerful." This is also the magic weapon why the two of them have successfully confused everyone, and she has done a good job.

Wu Ming smiled: "Don't compliment me, I will only make poison." This cooperation can be regarded as an eye-opener. Dye, you really deserve to be an artist. ”

"False praise. But I still hate too much blood, it's dirty. He curled his lips and said softly.

"If that's not the case, how can you hide it from Judge Zuo's eyes?"

"I've seen his abilities many times, and if you focus on one thing, you're less likely to be distracted by the others. This is both his advantage and his disadvantage. ”

"You know him well?"

Dye chuckled and replied, "In this world, besides the art of death, there is another thing that interests me. His beautiful voice was as demagogic as the night charm:

"Him."

……

General's Palace.

Xiao Luo looked at the slight ripples in the stream and was stunned: since that drunkenness, Amu has never gone to Jun Ye again. But looking at the injuries on his body getting worse day by day, he knew that Amu just buried that person in his heart to motivate himself. He couldn't understand it, Jun Ye didn't have much bright and moving, she had an ice cube face every day, she knew martial arts, and her subordinates were ruthless, how could Amu like her? And I like it to the point that I can't extricate myself.

The sword pierced through the air and slashed straight from behind him. He quickly turned around, drew his sword to block it, and heard the voice of the comer sighing:

"Alas, it's not fun to be found by you all the time."