Shen Lingxi paused and turned around in disbelief.

She really didn't expect that in the case of the loss of trust, Chu Yan would believe her words like this.

And Mu Huai'an, who was on the side, couldn't understand what His Royal Highness the Imperial Sun was saying at all.

"What suspicion does Cui Jin have, what does he do to the corpse?" Mu Huai'an asked in a daze, "Did I miss something?" ”

He thinks that the horse's behavior today is a bit abnormal, but listen to His Highness's meaning, this Cui Jin is a scum? There is also a command behind the scenes???

Shen Lingxi will not tell his secrets to others at will, so he can only choose to remain silent.

Chu Yan, on the other hand, looked at Mu Huai'an quietly, his narrow eyes were slightly raised, and he couldn't explain.

Mu Huai'an's gaze swept back and forth between the two.

His gaze was fixed on Shen Lingxi's face, "Did you calculate it by divination?"

Then he turned his head to look at Chu Yan, incredulous, "Your Highness actually believes it??? ”

Chu Yan's chin was slightly raised, which was considered a default.

Mu Huaian only felt that he was off the mark, he didn't understand, but he was shocked.

You must know that the father of the imperial grandson, that is, His Royal Highness the former prince, died because of Yun Liangdi's "witchcraft technique".

His Royal Highness didn't believe it, and tried his best to leave Yun Liangdi's life behind public opinion, vowing to find out the truth.

How can you believe in this kind of Xuanmen divination technique?

"Hasn't Your Highness always believed in ghosts?" Mu Huai'an was tempted, "The eldest princess, like Her Royal Highness, has never believed this, if the princess asks......

"Let's just say that it's lonely and let people find out." Chu Yan saw through his thoughts, and the corners of his pale lips hooked up a shallow arc, "Lone really doesn't believe in ghosts, but Lone believes in people." ”

Oh, believers.

Sure enough, it was to envelop Shen Lingxi's heart, and he deliberately made a show.

Shameless.

Mu Huai'an's eyes showed a little resentment, and he wanted to say something, but he saw Chu Yan's majestic gaze faintly: "What, don't you go yet?" ”

Mu Huaian had no choice but to reluctantly say goodbye, turned around and was about to leave-

"Wait." Chu Yan's voice was very faint, "The handkerchief is left, and the lonely one still needs to use it." ”

Mu Huai'an looked at the ordinary Supa in his hand, not even embroidery, and couldn't see anything special at all.

If you really want to say something special, it probably is...... Wrinkled?

No, the imperial grandson has a habit of cleanliness, and he won't want such a wrinkled veil.

When Mu Huai'an's mind was neutral, the scene of him pulling out the handkerchief from Shen Lingxi's hand appeared.

He held the handkerchief in the palm of his hand, his eyes were dark, but he said with a smile on his face: "The lower official just took this handkerchief to wipe his hands, and His Royal Highness is happy, so he will reward it to the lower official." ”

After that, without waiting for Chu Yan to speak again, he strode out of the room.

Chu Yan's thin lips were pursed, and his eyes were slightly displeased.

Shen Lingxi was still immersed in Fang Cai's sentence "I don't believe in ghosts, I believe in people", and looked up at his appearance, deeply confused.

Isn't it just a handkerchief? Is this also worth being angry about?

She raised her green fingertips and pointed to the stack of white plain handkerchiefs that Chunjun had deliberately placed there under the basin stand, "Your Highness, there are many more there, do you want me to give you another piece?" ”

Chu Yan: ......

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Late at night, the upper room of the main courtyard of the eldest princess's mansion was suspended, and only a few ever-bright lamps were lit.

The corners of the house were lit with incense of soaphorn and atractylodes to hide the smell of the corpses.

The eldest princess and the concubine Cui Jin have been in love for many years, but they have not been able to give birth to an heir.

This time, the eldest princess passed by, and the guard in front of the hall, except for the servants and maids who served by her side before her death, there was only Cui Jin, the concubine.

During the day, the people who came to the funeral department came and went, and there were yacha outside the hospital who were always watching, and Cui Jin never had a chance to start.

Now that he had finally quieted down, he had to verify his guess in person.

Cui Jin lit an incense stick in front of the spirit, and his face was full of sorrow.

"All of you, go down." He waved his hand to the servants and maids kneeling on either side, "I want to talk to, eldest princess." ”

He is now the only master of the eldest princess's mansion, and the servants and maids dare not disobey his orders, and Yuguan withdraws.

Chang Gonggong was originally staying at the end, and Cui Jin also waved his hand at him, "You also go outside to guard." ”

Father-in-law Chang hesitated for a few breaths and bowed down.

Cui Jin was the only one left in the room.

He took a deep breath, put away the sad look on his face, picked up an everlasting lamp, and walked to the bed where the eldest princess had stopped.

"Eiko." He lowered his voice and muttered, "Last night's assassin was alive and dead. They are afraid that you have set a trap and deceived you to death. Let me confirm your body, and if it's you, don't blame me. ”

As he spoke, he took out a dagger from his sleeve and lifted the veil covering the corpse.

The flickering candlelight illuminated the face of the corpse.

Eye-catching, the carefully depicted eyebrows and eyes are his familiar appearance, with a little flower on his forehead, bright and dripping, and it is also the style he has sincerely praised. If those phoenix eyes can be opened, they will definitely be dyed with a little romantic charm.

Like, really like.

It's just that I don't know if it's true.

Cui Jin was holding a short dagger and was about to make a cut on the side of his face to find out whether it was true or false-

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew from nowhere, blowing the ever-bright lamp in the house a few times.

A familiar sigh came from behind him, "Jinlang, what are you doing?" Don't you even spare my body? ”

The voice was low and resentful, with a faint majesty.

It was the voice of the eldest princess.

Cui Jin was shocked, turned his head suddenly, and saw the eldest princess in plain clothes, standing under the dark shadow of the candle flame in the back window.

The clothes on her body, the makeup on her face, and even the flower on her forehead were exactly the same as the corpse lying on the bed.

The long skirt swayed on the ground, no feet could be seen, and the body was very long, as if floating in mid-air.

Cui Jin froze.

Is this a human, or a ghost?

"Qing, Qingqing......" he opened his mouth, his throat tightened, "I ......"

"Qingqing?" The corners of the eldest princess's lips hooked up with three points of ridicule, and her phoenix eyes, which have always been sharp, were full of disappointment, "You are hiding in Beizhuang, and when you learned that they were going to kill this palace, did you remember that this palace was your Qingqing?" What benefits did they promise you to willingly help them harm this palace? ”

Cui Jin's pupils trembled.

The details she mentioned in her words were exactly the same as his experience in the other village.

If she knew that he was hiding in another village early in the morning, how could she let him live.

It must have been found out after death.

Realizing this, Cui Jin took half a step back suddenly, and he already had some belief in his heart that the one in front of him was a ghost, not a person.

"Qing, Qingqing, you...... Where did you hear these words...... I, I have wronged ......"

He kept retreating, his face was pale and cold, but because of the suspicion and uneasiness in his heart, he subconsciously glanced at the corpse on the bed again.

At this glance, when Cui Jin turned around, the corpse lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

Dark, cold pupils stared at him, and the corners of their lips curled up with a hint of mockery.

"Oh? Treat unjustly? The corpse on the bed made a stiff voice, "What have you wronged?" Didn't you just try to cut my face open? ”

(End of chapter)