Wen Fuxuan said politely: "The clues provided by Miss Sirou are very useful, and I would like to thank Miss Sirou for her help." ”

Feng Wanshang casually took a book from the shelf, then turned around, and squinted at the man standing not far away with a smile, "Prime Minister Wen is really ruthless, shouldn't you thank me too?" ”

Wen Fuxuan paused, and suddenly curled his lips and smiled, "I remember that I made a deal with Miss Feng, didn't I?" ”

There is a little more playfulness in the beautiful eyes, interesting, and finally I am starting to show my paws, which is interesting! Feng Wanshang was obviously in a good mood, and her beautiful eyes were shining.

"But Prime Minister Wen didn't satisfy me last night?"

The tone is ambiguous and evoking reverie. At least Cheng Ziran looked at it suddenly when he heard this, the shock and admiration in his eyes, didn't he think that Wen Fuxuan was willing to do something to serve people for the sake of witnesses, and he didn't seem to be satisfied?

Ruan Qingqing saw this scene and laughed directly, "Hahahaha, it's really a nerd." ”

Wen Fuxuan's rare face stiffened obviously, and he didn't know how to refute and explain.

Feng Wanshang saw that people were teasing again, and changed the topic in a timely manner, "What can the prime minister find out?" ”

Wen Fuxuan hid the look in his eyes, took a deep breath, and returned to his usual calmness, "There has been a little progress, involving the important circumstances of the case, and I beg your forgiveness for not being able to tell the truth." ”

Ruan Qingqing raised her eyebrows, "Isn't it okay for this palace to ask?" ”

Wen Fuxuan lowered his head and didn't speak, obviously meaning that he couldn't.

Seeing that Ruan Qingqing was about to get angry again, Feng Wanshang's jade hand lay on her shoulder softly, successfully stopping her dissatisfaction.

"That's my rudeness. Since I can't say it, then I won't ask. Murder has one purpose, either for money, or for revenge, or to cover up secrets. What does Prime Minister Wen think is Lord Zhang? Feng Wanshang lowered her eyelashes, stared at the scroll in her hand, and asked without raising her eyes.

Wen Fuxuan's eyes flashed thoughtfully, and he didn't answer.

Feng Wanshang didn't seem to think about getting an answer, as if she had seen something interesting, and suddenly chuckled.

Ruan Qingqing poked her head out suspiciously and looked over, "Dress, what are you looking at?" ”

"This book is very interesting."

"Scripts? When do you still like to watch these things? ”

"I just saw it on this bookshelf by chance and flipped through it." Feng Wanshang closed the scroll in her hand and casually put the scroll on the desk.

"By the way, Lord Cheng just said that Zhang Caozhou was killed while sitting here, right?"

Cheng Ziran suddenly heard his name, looked at it blankly, and then reacted, and looked at Wen Fuxuan with some humility, after all, this is a case involved, and he just revealed it so casually, the prime minister won't blame himself, right?

"Hey, nerd, ask you!" Ruan Qingqing shouted lazily.

Cheng Ziran came back to his senses, "Yes." There was a wound caused by a sharp object in the back of the head, and he lost too much blood and died. ”

Feng Wanshang walked around from behind the desk, looked at the dark color of the blood stains on the desk after they dried up, then looked at the blood stains left on the chair and the ground, and finally glanced at the bookshelf behind her.

"So the two adults think that Zhang Caozhou is sitting here, and the murderer is injured to death with a sharp object in the back, right?"

Cheng Ziran paused and nodded hesitantly.

Feng Wanshang smiled and walked to the front of the screen without saying a word, "This hundred-flower screen is really beautiful, especially this one, the red color is very beautiful." ”

Wen Fuxuan stood not far behind her, following the place where her slender jade fingers were pointing, her eyes moved slightly, was it bloodstains?

Feng Wanshang seemed to sigh suddenly, and then withdrew her hand. "Qingqing, it's not early, we should go back."

"Huh? But ......" Ruan Qingqing raised her head, looked at Shangfeng's evening clothes, and immediately changed her words, "Oh, okay, then Lord Wen, let's leave first." ”

Wen Fuxuan put away the deep meaning in his eyes, "The night is dark, Your Highness and Miss Feng are really not safe, I will arrange for someone to send His Highness and Miss Feng back." ”

As soon as Ruan Qingqing wanted to refuse, she was pulled by Feng Wansheng's sleeves.

"Okay."

Wen Fuxuan stood at the door, watching the backs of Feng Wanshang and Ruan Qingqing gradually disappear into the darkness, and was about to turn around, when he saw Feng Wanshang suddenly turn around, look at himself, and vaguely see the smile between his eyebrows.