Bai Ziqi's face was a little better, and he snorted and said, "Since you say so, then the prince will take a look at how your hospitality is."

With that, he got back into the carriage with a proud posture.

Su Jiuli didn't bother with him, glanced at his subordinates, and walked in the direction of returning to the city.

Half an hour later, the mighty convoy slowly approached the gate of the capital, and hundreds of people gathered around the city wall, welcoming the Yan delegation with the third prince Li Wenyuan.

When the convoy approached, Bai Ziqi and his envoys got down from the carriage together. ap.

The moment he saw Chonglou get out of the car, Li Wenyuan's expression suddenly froze.

The demon monk still had an indifferent smile on his face, and slowly walked in front of him with the orchid palm of Pudu sentient beings.

"Your Royal Highness King Rong, we meet again!"

King Rong's eyes instantly became fierce, and he looked at him and said, "Why are you here?"

Bai Ziqi smiled happily, shook his fan lightly and said, "The third prince may not know that Chonglou is now the national teacher of our Dayan, and this time my father sent him to envoy with me, it is also to protect the safety of this prince, the third prince should not mind, right?"

Hearing that Chonglou was an envoy of the Yan Kingdom, Li said that Yuan's face was blue and pale.

But at the moment of the overall situation, he could only press his personal grievances, and made a gesture of invitation to the city: "Since you are the envoy of the Yan Kingdom, of course this king is welcome, everyone please enter the city."

Bai Ziqi snorted arrogantly, shook his fan and swaggered in.

Chonglou followed behind him, although there was no expression on his face, but a smile of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, Su Yiyuan, who was in Ziwei Pavilion, was being interrogated.

Because she is a holy woman, the officials of Dali Temple did not tie her up, but the posture of surrounding her is no different from that of a prisoner.

Shisu and Biyun each stood to her left and right, holding weapons in their hands as a form of maintenance.

Lord Zhao stood in front of her with a serious face, and arched his hand: "I have seen the Holy Maiden, and the lower officials came to investigate the murder that happened today on the orders of the emperor."

Su Yiyuan knew that she was being calculated this time, but the person had already died in her room, and she couldn't tell anything even if she was covered with mouths, so she could only wait calmly for the other party's investigation.

"Lord Zhao doesn't have to be polite, since the emperor sent you to investigate, then you can investigate, and I will obey the arrangement."

Lord Zhao was a little respectful to the Holy Maiden, and seeing her know the etiquette so well, he couldn't help but feel a little more good.

"Since the Holy Maiden said so, then the lower official is disrespectful."

After saying that, he waved his hand back, and several officials of Dali Temple entered the Ziwei Pavilion with the handle of the knife, and carefully checked it in the house.

Su Yi sat in the flower hall outside drinking tea, looking leisurely and calm, and he couldn't see a trace of nervousness.

However, Biyun was not very satisfied, looked at her and said, "Sister Su, why do I think they treat you as a suspect?"

Shiso glanced at her and didn't say anything.

In fact, she blamed herself in her heart.

Since she saw Su Yiyuan and Li Moxing's tryst that night, she rarely came back to the inner room where Su Yiyuan lived, after all, peeping into other people's privacy was not a straightforward practice.

But what I didn't expect was that there was a problem last night.

Su Yiyuan was unhurried: "It's okay, let them check." As the saying goes, if the wind leaves a trace, the goose leaves a sound, and as long as the murderer leaves a trace, they will definitely be able to find out."

As he was talking, a person walked out of the Ziwei Pavilion, who seemed to be holding something in his hand.

Lord Zhao hurriedly greeted him and said, "How is it? Did you find anything?"

The other party pushed the things in his hand forward and said, "My lord, we found a dagger under the pillow."

Lord Zhao's face changed slightly, he took the dagger and looked at it, found that there were still blood stains on it, and asked, "Have you compared?" Is it a murder weapon?"

The other party nodded: "It matches the wound left on the corpse, and the murder weapon is this dagger."

Lord Zhao groaned and nodded

The dagger was taken and groaned.

Su Yi watched them talk from a distance, and after the person who delivered the things left, he couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Dare to ask Lord Zhao, have you found anything?"

Lord Zhao hid the dagger in his sleeve and said to her casually, "How does the Holy Maiden sleep at night? Or if someone is approaching you, can you feel it in your sleep?"

Su Yiyuan thought for a moment: "If it was placed in the past, I would have slept until dawn, but since the spiritual root was opened, my five senses have been greatly improved, even if I want to sleep until dawn, I will be awakened by the sounds around me."

Lord Zhao's gaze suddenly became sharper, and he showed the dagger in his sleeve to look at her and said, "Then dare to ask the Holy Maiden, this thing is your thing?"

Su Yiyuan looked at the dagger carefully, and at a glance he could see the dark red blood stains on it.

Her expression immediately became cautious: "Where did this dagger come from? Is it really a murder weapon?"

Lord Zhao looked at her coldly: "Xia Guan hasn't said anything yet, how did the Holy Maiden know that this is a murder weapon?"

Su Yiyuan raised his eyebrows: "Does Lord Zhao think I'm so ignorant of the world? One person died in my room last night, and now you're asking if the knife is mine? Don't I understand what that means?"

Lord Zhao was stunned, didn't say anything, carefully put away the knife, and handed it to the subordinates next to him.

Su Yiyuan saw that she was not a difficult official to talk to, so he took the opportunity to ask, "Master Zhao, do you think I can get rid of suspicion this time?"

Lord Zhao glanced at her sideways, thinking of what the emperor had said when he was in the Qinzheng Hall just now, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

But this is the holy will, and he can't speculate casually, so he arched his hand and said: "The emperor is wise, if the holy lady is really innocent, the emperor will definitely be able to restore your innocence."

This is obviously an official tone, and it is the same as not saying it.

A moment later, the news that Dali Temple had found the murder weapon in Su Yiyuan's room spread outside the palace.

Li Moxing was very anxious, but because of Su Yiyuan's special status, he couldn't go to see her openly, so he could only wait until it was dark and sneaked into the palace to meet her.

But in such a situation, it was impossible to make him wait, so he could only rush to Chaotianwei and discuss countermeasures with Su Jiuli.

Su Jiuli happened to hand over the envoys of the Yan Kingdom to King Rong, and when he heard that King Ling was visiting, he immediately came out of the house.

"Lord Wang."

Li Moxing didn't look at him politely, and said directly, "Have you heard about the murder case in Ziwei Pavilion?"

Su Jiuli nodded: "I have heard a little, but I was ordered to go out of the city to greet the envoy today, so I didn't ask carefully."

After that, he compared to the house and invited Li Moxing in.

There were no outsiders present, and the two spoke more openly.

"Does the prince think that someone deliberately framed this incident?"

Li Moxing's eyes lit slightly: "This matter is obviously framed, but Ah Yuan, she has a special status now, and it is inconvenient for this king to meet her, if Commander Su has the opportunity to enter the palace, he must ask this matter clearly."