"Your Majesty." Qiao Xiya got up and blessed slightly, "At the time of the crime, Xia Guan asked Si Gongtai for the identity record of Qing Meiren, Xia Guan remembered that Qing Meiren's father was the prefect of Huzhou, and he died of illness in the second year of Qing Meiren's entry into the palace, and now there is only one mother in the family, with all due respect, even if Qing Meiren has correspondence with outside the palace, it may just be a mother's heart."

"Qiao Xiya." Mo Junchen was a little displeased.

"Your Majesty." Qiao Xiya hurriedly knelt down and lowered her head.

"Do you know what you're talking about?!" Mo Junchen rarely lost his temper with Qiao Xiya.

"Father, my son trusts Miss Qiao's judgment." Mo Haoning arched his hand and knelt down on one knee.

"I ask you." Mo Junchen glanced at Mo Haoning and said in a deep voice, "What if it wasn't her mother who exchanged letters with Qing Meiren, but someone else?"

Mo Junchen's words made Qiao Xiya's face change.

"My son believes in Haruto, and she is not a person who thinks differently." Mo Haoning arched his hand.

"It's hard to draw the skin and bones of a tiger, and you don't know your face but your heart." Mo Junchen looked at Mo Haoning and said earnestly. Seeing that Mo Haoning was silent, Mo Junchen called in a deep voice, "Chang Shiliang, take someone to search the palace." Don't let go of any corner of the Liuyun Palace, and bring all the suspicious things here."

"Yes." Chang Shiliang bowed and withdrew from the Zichen Palace.

"Okay, don't wait for the results of the palace search, you all get up and tell me what you have found."

About a stick of incense passed, the bead flower found by Qiao Xiya and the waist card brought back by Mo Haoning were placed on the dragon book case, and Chang Shiliang also returned to Zichen Hall with the little eunuch who searched the palace.

"How?" Mo Junchen's face was gloomy and about to drip.

"Back to Your Majesty, I didn't find anything." Chang Shi Liang Dao.

"Your Majesty." Qiao Xiya was deeply blessed, "Could it be that the pigeon happened to land in the Liuyun Palace?"

"Coincidentally?" Mo Junchen pinched his eyebrows, a little headache, "Tell me what you think." Liuyun Hall did not find anything, which greatly improved Mo Junchen's attitude towards Qiao Xiya.

"According to Xi Rui's confession, the first note says that Yin Banxian in the west of the city can save twelve. Your Majesty, you think, almost everyone in the palace knows the news of His Royal Highness's serious illness, if this pigeon does not land in the Liuyun Palace, but somewhere else, and others see this note, you say, will this person be told by this news?"

Qiao Xiya's words made Mo Junchen fall into deep thought.

Qiao Xiya continued, "Whoever sees this note, no matter what the purpose, will find a way to let Harumi know. Those who are good friends with Qing Mei will go to ask for rewards, and those who have bad friends with Qing Mei will also encourage her to go to Yin Banxian, and then accuse her of witchcraft in the palace."

I have to say that Qiao Xiya's analysis made Mo Junchen see another side that he didn't expect.

"Then why do you say that the second note clearly states the names of the three of their masters and servants, as well as the names of their families and the location of their hometowns?" Mo Junchen was very concerned about the second note.

"In the humble opinion of the lower officials," Qiao Xiya paused, "There is a pair of eyes, staring at the palace, once someone leaves the palace at night, these eyes will immediately follow, and when they learn that the fish has been baited, they will do everything possible to let the pigeon enter the Liuyun Palace."

"You mean, the second pigeon didn't fly in?" Mo Junchen was a little incredulous, "Chang Shiliang, hurry, go stop Xirui and ask her how the second pigeon went to Liuyun Palace!"

"Yes." Chang Shiliang responded and hurriedly walked out.

"And who are these eyes?" Seeing Chang Shiliang leaving, Mo Junchen continued to ask.

"It's not clear for the time being." Qiao Xiya paused, "But this person must be from Jin Ancheng."

"Oh? Why?" There was light in Mo Junchen's eyes.

"This person is very familiar with Yin Banxian. And Yin Banxian is a low-key person, and when he left Jin'an City, I am afraid that no one knows him. And ......"

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty!" Before Qiao Xiya's words were finished, Chang Shiliang ran out of breath and stumbled into the Zichen Palace, "Miss Xirui said, the second time

The dove fell from the roof into the yard!"

Listening to Chang Shiliang's words, Mo Junchen's spirits perked up, and then he looked at Qiao Xiya: "You go on, and what?"

"Xirui said, the blood on the second note has not dried."

"Prince Hao obeys the order!"

"The minister is here!" Mo Haoning clenched his fists and bowed his hands, kneeling on one knee, and his voice was like a bell.

"Immediately lead the forbidden army led by General Su to detain all the people who have pigeons in Jin'an City and interrogate them severely!"

"Minister, Commander!"

"Mistress Joe."

"The lower official is here." Qiao Xiya's face was solemn and she bowed.

"The full moon night is just a few days away, and the things and countermeasures you need will be entrusted to you."

"Your Majesty, rest assured, Your Majesty will do your best."

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At the beginning of the lanterns, the people in Dali Temple left one after another, only Qiao Qinglin was still looking at the file that Qiao Xiya had just sent.

"Sir." Mu Liu walked into Dali Temple with a food box.

"Why are you here?" Qiao Qinglin put down the file and said with a smile.

Mu Liu put the food box in his hand on the empty table on the side, brought out the dishes inside, and said softly: "Madame said that the lord and the girl share the worries of the emperor in Dali Temple every day, they don't eat well, they don't sleep well, the girl went home for a meal two days ago, and the lord has not been home for more than half a month, and the lady specially asked the slave maid to bring the family food to the master, and told the slave and maid to watch the master finish eating."

"Okay." Qiao Qinglin's heart swelled with warmth, he got up, walked to the table and sat down, in front of him four dishes of exquisite dishes, meat and vegetarian matching, and a big bowl of soup in the middle.

"Madame hasn't made soup for a long time, why do you think about making soup today?" Qiao Qinglin picked up the spoon and took a sip, "It's so fresh."

"This afternoon, Miss Lin from the national teacher's family sent someone to send a few killed pigeons, saying that her brother shot them down in the suburbs, and sent a few for us to try."

"It tastes good," Qiao Qinglin had already finished drinking two bowls of pigeon soup as he spoke, "Miss Lin has a heart."

About a stick of incense, Qiao Qinglin was satisfied.

"When the master finished eating, the slave and maid went back." Mu Liu quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks and picked up the food box, and blessed slightly, "Master, rest early."

Looking at Mu Liu, who turned to leave, Qiao Qinglin closed the door, looked at the thick stack of files on the table, shook his head with a wry smile, and said to himself, "Why don't I want to rest earlier?"

Back at the table, Qiao Qinglin sat upright and looked carefully.

After about a cup of tea, Qiao Qinglin finally finished reading the dossier, he stood up with his hands behind his back, looking at the bright moonlight on the ground in the courtyard of Dali Temple, and what lingered in his heart was Xi Rui's confession.

Pigeon, that elusive pigeon made Qiao Qinglin care a lot.

Dove? Qiao Qinglin was stunned for a moment, he raised his hand to wipe his mouth, and the fresh fragrance between his lips and teeth made his heart beat wildly.