"It won't be her. The person who poisoned it must be the Jia Lin clan. ”

Mo Shuoyue smiled firmly, "I guess, the green forest may die, and he doesn't know that there is poison hidden in the bamboo pipe." Otherwise, she would have dealt with those small bamboo pipes in advance, why bother leaving such obvious physical evidence. It can be seen that when the Jia Lin clan started to lay out, they thought about pulling green forest as a replacement for the dead ghost. I carefully read those confessions in Jingzhao Mansion, on the day Jia Shixiang was poisoned, Jia Lin happened to go out to incense, and there was an excellent alibi, but Green Forest did not. She did not follow the Jia Lin clan to the temple to make incense, but stayed in the mansion. If the prince still doesn't believe it, there is another key point, which can also prove that Jia Lin is the one who poisoned him. ”

Li Yunmin smiled faintly and did not speak, as if looking forward to her next words.

"The prince still remembers, for example, there are a few small servants outside the attic building in a small flower garden turning over the soil, I asked Jia Guan when I came, he mentioned that the peony flower garden has always been sprinkled by Jia Lin from the window, and this water is the first wave of water flowing from the bamboo pipe to the copper kettle, saying that the first time the water is not suitable for making tea. Before Jia Shixiang died, Xu saw that Jia Lin was not there, and he also spilled the water filled in the copper kettle for the first time. But within a few days, the peonies all withered and rotted roots, and the peonies have never been a squeamish flower species, so the prince might as well send someone to test the original peonies, which can be regarded as adding an extra piece of physical evidence. ”

"I don't know how true Lu Lin has for Jia Shixiang, but a woman, if she really doesn't want to keep the fetus in her womb, she won't let him stay in her womb for more than two months, so I think her affection is at least deeper than Jia Lin's. Since I want to keep the child, I naturally won't break myself, I think I have reached some consensus with the Jia Lin clan, but these are not important, and they have nothing to do with me. In any case, neither of them can be said to be completely innocent. I just need to find out the real murderer, and the next thing, and the prince, right? ”

He smiled very lightly and did not deny it, "I thought that this case would drag on for a few days, but I didn't expect that it would only take one day, and you would have clarified the whole story." ”

"Isn't that that that disrupting the prince's plan?" Mo Shuoyue frowned slightly, and there was a trace of imperceptible worry in her expression.

"Don't worry, sooner or later, the Jia Lin clan will be brought to justice." Li Yunmin's calm and indifferent expression rarely showed a little mildness, "Planning the layout is not to plan seamlessly, but to deal with what happens." A little ahead, you can also be caught off guard. ”

Mo Shuoyue looked up at him, pondered for a moment, and asked, "The prince originally wanted to drag on for a few days, did he want the Jia Lin clan to be bait and lure out the real people behind the scenes?" ”

"Yes." Li Yunmin admitted frankly and sat down in the corridor opposite her.

Xu is because she found out that she does have extraordinary acumen, or maybe because of other things, Li Yunmin feels that there is no need to hide it, rather than the unwarranted suspicion when she knows the truth from elsewhere afterwards, it is better to tell it to herself.

He was silent and said slowly:

"Do you know who assigned the Assassin last night?"

Mo Shuoyue didn't think about it: "Didn't you say that the people of the Fan tribe wanted to avenge Lu Guan and deliberately retaliate against you...... Deliberate revenge...... No, the road gate did not die at your hands. ”

The corners of Li Yunmin's lips were slightly raised, and it was rare for her to smile like a warm spring breeze, with obvious appreciation in her eyes: "Yes, so where did you get the deliberate revenge?" So who is going to take revenge on me? ”

"Could it be that in fact, ......" Mo Shuoyue looked around and couldn't help but lower her voice, "The people who control the Jia Lin clan and Lu Guan, as well as the Fan clan, are really the same person?" ”

Li Yunmin saw through her concerns and couldn't help laughing:

"Whether it is the people of the Jia Mansion or the people of the Jia Lin clan, they are all taking care of themselves now, and this is the quietest place in the entire Jia family."

As if to confirm his words, the long wind swept by, and the dense bamboo forest swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound, and the chirping of insects and birds far and near, except for these, there was no human voice.

Mo Shuoyue was a little surprised, and unconsciously looked away from the depths of the dense forest, "No wonder the prince wants to come here." ”

She paused, and then said: "Actually, the absurd rumors that have been spread over the years have been secretly spread by you. The person killed by Lu Guan was once an old man in Concubine Rong's palace. I can guess that this incident may be related to the death of Concubine Yung. But in fact, Concubine Rong Shu's ...... I have heard about it since I was a child, and after I came to Beijing, I also deliberately investigated in many ways, and all the results were the same - Concubine Rong Shufei hanged herself. ”

Mo Shuoyue saw that the person opposite calmly turned the folding fan in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally got straight to the point: "I don't understand, what is the opportunity to make you so sure, the death of your mother's concubine, something is wrong?" ”

"Actually, there was no trace of anything at that time, and there was just a kind of intuition of my own."

Mo Shuoyue looked at him in astonishment, "It is worthy of being the prince of Gongjing, who is praised by everyone in Beijing, and he can track down so many years with his intuition." ”

Li Yunmin ignored the faint mockery in her words, his eyes slowly passed over her, and looked at the blue sky behind her.

His eyes gradually turned to nothingness, as if he was looking at his young self through the distant sky.

"Many people don't know, in fact, my father, the emperor and the princess, first met in Jiangnan. Later, my mother should enter the palace, and my father specially built a courtyard in that place, he knew that my mother liked bamboo the most, and ordered someone to plant a large bamboo forest in the back mountain. The fine and dense bamboo forest is evergreen all year round, the fine leaves are sparse, the snow cannot be overwhelmed, and the wind does not break. When I was ten years old, my mother took me there, and she was standing in the bamboo forest in green clothes, and a sentence suddenly popped into my mind - if there is a fairy in the bamboo, it is about her like that. ”

If someone else talks about praising her mother like this, Mo Shuoyue will undoubtedly feel that she is beautifying her mother, but from Li Yunmin's mouth, she feels that it is appropriate.

After all, she is a woman who has been pampering the harem for more than ten years, and has eclipsed the pink of the harem.

Coupled with Li Yunmin's face, which is better than a woman, you can imagine what kind of heavenly posture Concubine Rong Shufei should have been back then.

A protracted silence spread between them, and this time, Mo Shuoyue didn't feel uncomfortable at all, just waited quietly, waiting for his next step.

"All things are chic, and the cultivation is unique.

Zhenzi once braved the snow and had a high temperance to the clouds.

This is a poem I used to hear my mother recite when I was a child. I just believe that a person who loves bamboo like her, and is noble and tenacious, will not be self-defeating because of the torture of nightmares. ”

"I love bamboo in my life, and people are as blue as jade in the breeze,

I have no intention of fighting for spring, and the branches are green in the cold years.

The Junxin Festival is not withered, and everyone who loves bamboo is like bamboo.

I also believe that people who love bamboo like Concubine Rong will not easily cut themselves. ”

Mo Shuoyue was half comforting, half agreeing.

Looking at each other, he has always been unfazed, he has always felt that his heart is like a rock without waves, at this moment, at this moment, a corner of his heart is quietly cracking, as if something wants to break out.

He slowly turned his head to look at the bamboo forest, and his voice was a little imperceptible hoarse: "Mo Shuoyue, do you know that over the years, you are the first, perhaps the only, person who is sure that I have no conjectures. ”

Mo Shuoyue was stunned, she was actually mainly because of the road pass......

When the words came to his mouth, he couldn't bear to say it, and for a long time, he didn't say a word again.