My princess connects yin and yang

Chapter 79
Sheng Zishu's expression changed, and he was about to call for a guard when he was stopped by a small white hand.

"Wait a minute." Nian Youxi ran after him, her cheeks slightly red.

She squatted down and checked the headless male corpse that fell down: "Dead."

But just now, the corpse was obviously still singing on the stage, twisting and twisting before falling down.

"Father, it's not me, it's not me!" The 'murderer' on the stage was frightened and ran down.

As soon as he hugged the leader's leg, he knelt on the ground: "Father, help me!"

"Bring him back first." Sheng Zishu's subordinates had already arrived.

The class leader was also frightened, and knelt on the ground with a 'plop' and kowtowed repeatedly: "My son, please don't take my son away, this is the first time he has sung on stage, and he is still a child!"

Nian Youxi also noticed that the one wielding the knife was a boy who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, still very young.

Although the class leader had a shrewd face, he was still panicked when his son had an accident.

"Take them back and interrogate them strictly! No one in the troupe will be left behind."

Sheng Zishu has a sullen face and speaks righteously, which is quite different from his gentle and refined appearance.

"Where is Wuzuo? It's not here yet?"

After a while, a clerk with a big box came running over, wiping his sweat and checking it.

Nian Youxi stepped aside, she always felt something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

She glanced at the frightened young man. From shock to fear, to panic to prove his innocence, the whole process didn't look like he was acting, he was really scared.

"Sheng Zishu." Nian Youxi glanced at the people around who were still watching the excitement, and said in a low voice, "This is the scene of the first crime, we must protect it."

"Understood." Soon, Sheng Zishu ordered people to surround the place, and no one was allowed to enter.

Lingjun hugged Young Xi's arm in fright: "Miss, let's go back first, this is too scary."

"Wait a little longer." Nian Youxi walked to the backstage and carefully checked the surroundings.

She was also one of the witnesses to the scene that just happened.

The dead Ah Sheng had his head chopped off and continued to walk on the stage.

This matter will definitely be rumored tonight, and maybe it needs to add a layer of supernatural color.

"Is there something wrong?" Sheng Zishu followed her to the backstage, and the guards behind him held up lamps.

The entire backstage was instantly illuminated, and no corner was spared.

Nian Youxi went straight to the place where the props were placed, and asked the class master: "Is this how all the things in your crew are placed?"

There are two large wooden boxes, which contain various props, swords, hooks and forks.

The class leader wiped his sweat: "This is for tonight, so let's put it here first."

"Who gave your son the murder weapon?" Sheng Zishu asked.

"He took it by himself. We don't have enough manpower, so we all work on ourselves."

The class leader didn't dare not tell the truth at this moment, the cold sweat kept streaming down his forehead, which had already soaked through his clothes.

He was trembling, although he wanted to protect his son, but he didn't dare to lie to offend the people in Zhennan Palace.

"A Sheng, who was beheaded, what's wrong with your son?"

After Sheng Zishu asked, he felt that this question should not be asked to the team leader, so he asked the guards to call all the other teams.

The two men said that the leader's son and Ah Sheng had no holidays, and that they still lived in the same room on weekdays, and they had a good relationship.

However, a young girl, as if a little frightened, stubbornly grabbed the corner of her skirt and refused to speak.

Nianyouxi looked the girl up and down, and asked gently: "What's your name?"

The girl's voice was not loud, with a trill: "I, my name is Xiang'er."

If she wanted to ask any more questions, Xiang'er was so frightened that she passed out and had no choice but to give up.

Ah Sheng is the barbarian, and the leader's son is the one who executes the barbarian.

It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, but Ah Sheng really had his head chopped off.

Young and young Xijian couldn't ask any questions for the time being, so she went to look at the murder weapon.

It was an extremely sharp knife, and when she saw two guards carrying the knife to the Yamen, she frowned slightly.

She seemed to know something was wrong!

Looking back at Sheng Zishu, she was still busy, so she greeted her and went back to Zhennan Prince's Mansion first.

Sheng Jinmo hasn't come back yet, and even Han Xing doesn't know where he went.

"Miss, don't panic." Lingjun was the most considerate, and went to the back kitchen to cook a bowl of white fungus and bring it over.

Nianyouxi sipped her drink, and began to flip through her two dilapidated ancient books.

After yawning, he heard footsteps coming from the yard.

She put down the bowl and opened the window, just in time to see Sheng Jinmo.

"Wearing stars and wearing moons, what have you been up to?"

I haven't seen him since young and Xiyi, and I can see the tired look on his face.

"Do something." He didn't say much, and looked at her through the window with deep eyes: "I heard that something happened on the street today?"

Nianyouxi chuckled, he was not at home, but the news was quite well-informed: "Sheng Zishu is dealing with it."

When Sheng Zishu heard the three words, Sheng Jinmo pursed his thin lips and said in a deep voice after a while, "Are you going to be with him all day?"

Young Youxi didn't want to return to him, so he yawned: "I'm tired, Lingjun, close the window."

Lingjun came to the window, lowered his voice and said to Sheng Jinmo: "Our young lady just watched a big show with Shizi at night, but something happened... She has been looking for you, lord, all day long..."

Nianyouxi threw a bead flower and smashed on the window: "Don't close the window, wait for the mosquitoes to bite me?"

Lingjun quickly closed the window, and the eyes of the man in the yard softened a little.

He picked up the bead flower on the ground, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

After a while, there was a faint sound behind him, and Bai Yue leaned over: "My lord, I found it, it's in the suburbs."

Sheng Jinmo's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he put the palm of his hand into his chest, and said coldly: "Action."

When the two figures disappeared into the courtyard, a pair of beautiful eyes on the bed slowly opened.

Nian Youxi stared in the direction of the window, and raised her hand to look at the heavy gold bracelet.

With a chuckle, he turned over and fell asleep holding the quilt.

The next day, Sheng Zishu sent a maid to wake her up.

Said that some weird things happened in the case, and asked her to go and have a look.

Of course I want to go, young Xizheng is boring.

But instead of going to the yamen, he went directly to the troupe.

The class leader seemed to have aged several years overnight, haggard and vicissitudes.

He stood with his hands down, and several guards found some weird things from a room.

"These were all found from the class leader's house."

Nianyouxi lowered her eyes for a closer look, and smiled for a moment: "The preparations are quite complete."

A puppet, a yellow paper talisman, a chicken blood seal, and a pair of birthday horoscopes.

When the class leader saw these things, he was shocked and panicked: "This, these things are not mine, why are they in my room?"

"Are you asking me?" Sheng Zishu's face darkened, and his voice became a little colder.

Young Xi put her tongue against her cheek, yo, he is a cousin after all, this little virtue is quite similar.

(End of this chapter)