In the early morning of the next day, Ling Lan stepped into the carriage and headed to the Li Mansion with sleepy eyes, only to feel confused and unclear.

Because she still didn't sleep well last night, it was really torturous for three days in a row, and she would have to get sick if she continued like this.

Looking at her listless appearance, Mo Ziyu raised her hand and brought over the box not far away.

"Give!"

Hearing the voice, Ling Lan looked up and found that it was a very delicate blue box, about the size of a palm, with auspicious clouds painted on it.

"What's that?"

Mo Ziyu raised her hand and motioned for her to open it and take a look.

Seeing that he pretended to be mysterious and seemed to be a good thing, Ling Lan took it with great interest, could it be jewelry and jade? Antiques are also quite good.

Thoughts drifted over the corners of her mouth, and she was in a good mood.

Holding it in her hand, she found that it was heavier than she imagined, and it seemed to be wooden, and when she gently opened the lid on it, she was dumbfounded.

There were no precious treasures and antiques in the box, there were a few pastries!

There is a strong fragrance of osmanthus on the tip of the nose, sweet to the heart, and the bottom of the box is covered with emerald green brocade, and there is a white osmanthus cake in the shape of osmanthus on it, which is really beautiful.

"The palace is said to taste good, you can taste it." Mo Ziyu explained.

It's not something of value like you might think, but it looks appetizing and delicious.

Ling Lan pursed her lips and looked over with a smile: "Did you bring it out of the palace?" It looks so exquisite. ”

Mo Ziyu smiled and said nothing, Ling Lan didn't ask any more, wiped her fingers with a handkerchief, and then picked up a piece of osmanthus cake like a greedy kitten and sent it to her lips to bite it, only to feel sweet but not greasy, melted in the mouth, and the aroma of osmanthus flowed between her lips and teeth, so that the taste buds were greatly satisfied.

"Hmmm! It's so delicious, you can try it too. Ling Lan stretched out her left hand and picked up another piece and handed it over.

In fact, Mo Ziyu doesn't like to eat pastries, especially sweet and greasy types, as he did when he was a child, and he refused to eat half of the bite over time, so that the dim sum in the house was limited.

At this moment, Mo Ziyu looked at the osmanthus cake in front of him and found that the appearance was indeed exquisite, and it smelled fragrant, so after thinking about it, he raised his hand to take it, and he decided to taste it.

The carriage wafted with the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and the two talked softly or silently, and the atmosphere was different and harmonious.

The sun has risen high, and the golden sunlight is gradually gaining temperature, enveloping the earth with life.

At the side door of the Li Mansion, Ling Lan and Mo Ziyu were blocked out again, saying that Mrs. Li didn't see anyone.

Ling Lan's heart was congested, this Mrs. Li's way of doing things is really ordinary, what problem can evasion solve?

If you can evade, you can act as if nothing has happened, and what do you want the Criminal Department and Dali Temple to do...

"Go and report to Mrs. Li, if you don't want us to go in, get dressed and follow us to the Criminal Department." Mo Ziyu's tone was low and his patience was insufficient.

If the other guards dare to continue to block, but the other party is Lord Mo, he really can't stand the other party's sense of oppression.

Seeing that the guard turned around and rushed away, Ling Lan lowered her eyes to sort out her thoughts.

The result of this matter will be reported to the saint, there is no doubt that An Chong is the murderer, and the end is already doomed, as for Mrs. Li, if you don't take out An Shan's transcript, there is no substantive evidence, at most she and An Chong steal. Love betrayed Li Wen, this is not a crime to death!

"What do you think?"

Startled by Mo Ziyu's voice, she almost woke up suddenly, and her thoughts went blank for a moment.

Oops, she must have not slept well lately, her brain is not working, what was she thinking just now? How could there be such an idea?

"It's okay, I'm a little dizzy." She explained softly.

Looking at the complicated emotions flashing in her eyes, Mo Ziyu thoughtfully: "Do you want to talk to her alone?" ”

"I don't want to." She whispered in response, speaking quickly.

"Why?" Mo Ziyu was puzzled.

Ling Lan shook her head silently, there was no reason, she simply refused.

After a short time the guards returned and invited them in.

On the way, Ling Lan felt funny, this Mrs. Li is really interesting, is it so fun every time? Why bother knowing that you can't stop it?

This time the journey was closer than before, and Ling Lan looked left and right and vaguely felt familiar.

"The first time Master Li had an accident, we came over, and this is the way we went." Mo Ziyu seemed to be able to guess her thoughts, and said in a low voice.

"I see, no wonder I look familiar."

After speaking, Ling Lan couldn't help but wonder: "Could it be that Mrs. Li lives here again?" Is this how capricious the house is! ”

"Wayward?" Mo Ziyu raised his eyes and looked over, he didn't quite understand the meaning.

"For example, I have a lot of houses, and after that, I will live in this one today, and that one tomorrow, which one I like, how happy I am."

Mo Ziyu wanted to know what was in her head, always strange words.

"Here it is, where is this?" Ling Lan immediately changed the subject.

Following her gaze, Mo Ziyu lowered her tone: "Master Li's study before his death." ”

Ling Lan sighed! Doubts welled up in her heart, why did Mrs. Li choose here?

The study room is antique, there are bookshelves and flower shelves, behind the desk is a screen, on which is a picture of mountains and rivers, the atmosphere is majestic and makes people suddenly open, as for a large bed looming behind it, the others can not be seen clearly.

The two sat on the left side, and the maid retreated after pouring tea, and the atmosphere in the room gradually became solemn as the door closed.

Compared with last night, Mrs. Li's face became more and more pale, sitting at the table with her arms on the table, her brows furrowed and seemed uncomfortable, and she couldn't help coughing a few times after a while, and her breathing became heavier.

Ling Lan observed her reaction, and it seemed that she was really sick.

"Master Mo, I don't know what's going on?" She pressed her right hand to her chest and asked in a low voice.

"There is already evidence about the killing of Lord Li by the gardener An Chong, I came over to tell you, I will enter the palace and report to the saint later."

Hearing his words, Mrs. Li's body trembled obviously, and her palms clenched tightly and moved under the table.

After a few breaths of silence, she said softly, "What evidence?" Did he say why he killed my father-in-law? ”

Ling Lan knew that she was deliberately relaxed, so her tone was so soft, if it weren't for that, it would definitely have a trill.

"What do you think will be the reason for An Chong's killing of Master Li?" Mo Ziyu did not answer the rhetorical question.

Mrs. Li took a deep breath invisibly and shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.

Today, she is not as irritable and impulsive as before, but much calmer, but her emotions fluctuate greatly, and she feels that she will faint at any time if she is not in a good physical state.

"Master Mo, I want to go back to rest early today, if you have anything to say, you should say it directly!"

Mo Ziyu suddenly got up and walked towards the other party with her feet raised.

Ling Lan didn't know why, she was talking and didn't know what the other party wanted to do?