The room was spotlessly clean, and there was a vase on the windowsill, soaked in the most common flowers and plants in the palace. Fang Du sat down and asked bluntly, "Why did you spill the soup on the ground, is it really just a coincidence?"

"Yes," replied Chunlan, "when the slave was standing at the door, the general suddenly made a voice behind him, which really startled the slave and maid, so he accidentally knocked over the soup bowl and soiled the general's robe. Fang Du said, "I can trust your statement for the time being, so why did you give Huaixing a piece of the same color as the soiled robe?"

Chunlan glanced at Fang Dui, there was chaos in the palace tonight, she had heard about it. From Huaixing's disappearance to A-Qing's death, she didn't get in touch at first, but Fang Dui's questioning made her understand in an instant.

"Does the general think that the slave maid is also one of the many accomplices, and it is a very crucial link?" Chunlan was a little unspeakably sad, Fang Duan didn't speak, Chunlan continued, "The general's suspicion is not unreasonable, after all, if it weren't for the slave and maid soiling your robes, it would be you the general who was taken away tonight!"

"You mean, I'm going to be grateful to you?" Fang Du felt as if he was looking in the wrong direction. Chunlan said, "The status of the slave is humble, but she will not lose her conscience. The slave maid wants to ask the general, whether it is the general or the child, what is the benefit of the slave and maid if you have an accident?"

Fang Du was speechless for a while, "Yes, it's because I'm in a hurry, that's why I came to ask you this, I'm sorry." Chunlan shook her head, "General, you don't need to apologize to the slave. It's just that the slave wants to ask, don't you really know Concubine De?"

"I, I really don't know her!" Although Fang Du had always felt that the voice of the concubine had sounded familiar, he had never been able to imagine who she was. Chunlan shook her head resolutely, "No, you must know each other." Although Concubine De entered the palace not long ago, the slave maid felt that she was a person who would repay her. But the one who was retaliated against by her must be the one who offended her. The general only entered the palace today, and he hasn't even met Concubine De in person, so it stands to reason that she won't target you, the general. Therefore, the slave maid boldly guessed that if the general hadn't offended Concubine De in the palace, he must have been outside the palace!"

Fang Dui's head was big for a while, and on the way out of Yixi City, who he had offended and how many people he had offended, Fang Dui couldn't remember for a while. Besides, this Concubine De may have had a holiday with Fang Dui, or maybe the person behind Concubine De has a holiday with Fang Dui, so that everyone who has dealt with Fang Duan has a possibility, so how can he find it?

"Can't the general think of it?" Chunlan poured him a cup of hot tea, "The slave maid thinks that instead of thinking about it here and not coming up with a clue, why don't the general go to the Yuechen Palace to meet Concubine De, maybe he will have a clue?"

"You mean, I'm going to see Concubine De?" Fang Du was a little puzzled, "However, I don't have a good reason. Chunlan smiled, "The general is taking care of the rules in the palace, but the rules are set by people, and the biggest thing in the palace is not Concubine De, but Your Majesty!"

Fang Duan never thought that a palace maid's knowledge could be so great, and she could speak so without leaking the slightest. Chunlan's implication was that he could find an excuse to let His Majesty make an order to go to Yuechen Palace to see Concubine De in the name of justice. It's just that how to say and do it, Fang Du has to figure it out for himself.

In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, Fang Du was inconvenient to stay for too long. So, he said goodbye to Chunlan. After coming out of Chunlan's room, Fang Du remembered that Hua Peng had been left in that room by a person, and he needed to take a look.

The door was hidden, and the guards left by Cong Miao stood outside the door, not daring to relax for a moment. Fang Du pushed the door and walked in, and there was still the unself-made lamp on the table. The side that showed the light was still facing Hua Peng's face, at this moment, that face had turned a lifeless blue-gray, and blood was flowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, Fang Du didn't have to touch him, he knew that the person was dead!

There was no earth-shattering shouting, let alone much shock, at this moment, Fang Dui's heart was completely cold. When Mo Xuanji first brought people back, Fang Dui had the same doubts as him, and this doubt had always made Fang Du very uneasy. But at this moment, this uneasiness is gone. Fang Du knew that he had understood the outcome of the matter from the beginning, but he just didn't want to admit it.

Fang Du turned around and knocked on the door of the immortal room.

"Come in, the door is open!" "Busheng hadn't slept yet, Fang Duan pushed the door and walked in, the river door was closed, "Busheng, the incense you used just now, will it cause harm to people?" Fang Dui tried to be as tactful as he could say, but Busheng still found out about his intentions, "What's the matter, why are you asking that, is something wrong?"

"Hua Peng is dead!"

"What?" Busheng was washing his feet, and in a panic, he kicked the copper basin over, making a series of sounds. Busheng walked up to Fang Du barefoot, "Impossible, how can this be? I swear, that incense will only make people lose their minds, but it won't hurt people, I promise, not even a single hair of his hair will hurt!"

"But the man is indeed dead!" Fang Du felt like his prey had fallen into a hunter's trap, powerless to struggle. Busheng stomped his feet and said, "It's all to blame on that Mo Xuanji, he knew that this person had a problem, and brought it back, now it's okay, the person died in Gu Huaxuan, we just jumped into the river and couldn't tell!"

"Yes," Fang Du turned around and lay down on the bed, "Hua Peng is dead, and what he said doesn't count." No, I feel so tired, I want to sleep!"

If it was a real knife and a real gun, Fang Duan was not afraid, what he was afraid of was the calculation of the damage behind his back. Fang Du pulled up the quilt and put it over his head, the brief darkness and suffocation gave his brain a rest, this kind of relaxation of not having to think about anything, going anywhere, made Fang Du feel very comfortable.

Hearing the news of Hua Peng's death, Busheng quickly turned several best possibilities and worst possibilities in his mind. The good thing may be that His Majesty looks at Fang Duan's face, or Cong Miao comes forward in person, and the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped. This matter didn't matter in the first place, but the identity of the deceased was special, and he was doing things for Concubine De, whether it was Xu Qinghe or Concubine De, they would make a big fuss about it.

These people will try their best to speak in front of His Majesty and put Fang Du to death. What can be gambled now is that His Majesty can listen to whoever he says, and the other side will listen to it more. If you don't understand a truth, you must not fall behind in this matter!