After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to renew his life

Chapter 60 It took a little effort, but not much

As soon as Yan Qi entered, the queen's face was a little gloomy, and she walked towards her.

"You are not in good health, what are you doing here?"

Provoked foul smell for no reason.

"Queen, Huan'er is fine."

Yan Qi walked over to support the queen, walked to the first seat and sat down, and then asked again:
"Mother, can you find out who did it?"

She did have doubts at first, it was the queen's will.

But now that she saw someone, she didn't think so.

The worry on the queen's face did not seem to be fake.

"The murderer was cunning and left no trace."

The most irritating thing is that there are so many soldiers guarding the huge Murong Mansion, but no one has noticed the clue.

Even the people guarding the yard were all killed.

Such a large handwriting must not have been done by one person.

Seeing Yue Huan's face full of worry, Murong Lingwen went on to say:

"The queen mother didn't intend to kill them."

"Zhuzhu and Huzi were sentenced to exile in Kun Ninghai, and Murong Zhiyuan's mother plans to put them in prison first, waiting for your father to be released."

"Who would have thought that such a thing would happen in just one night."

"I don't know how to explain to your uncle..."

Before she even had time to promulgate the decree, she died.

Hearing the words, Jiang Qi glanced at Murong Lingwen without a trace, and sat down on yesterday's chair with downcast eyes.

Murong Lingyuan.

Sooner or later he will find him.

Hearing this, Yan Qi comforted the queen repeatedly: "Queen mother, it's not your fault, uncle will understand."

In the original book, Murong Lingyuan was familiar with his younger sister, Murong Ling, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he loved her on the tip of his heart.

For the sake of my sister, wouldn't I be willing to stay on the border for decades?

Right now, I can't care less about it.

It's important to look for clues.

"Queen, can Huan'er go to Murong Zhuzhu's room to have a look?"

The Queen and Jiang Qi looked at her in unison upon hearing the words.

Surprisingly, both of them disagreed unanimously: "No!"

The queen squinted at Jiang Qi, turned her head to Yue Huan and said, "That place...is too bloody, you are weak and obedient."

Even she felt apprehensive when she saw it, she was really worried that Yue Huan would be scared out of her wits.

"Don't worry, queen mother, I'll be fine with Jiang Qi."

"Neither!"

"……All right."

Seeing the queen's tough attitude, Yan Qi had no choice but to give up.

However, she had to take a look no matter what. If she could find any clues, it would be better than not knowing who the enemy in the dark was.

And, if she remembers correctly.

There is no such plot in the book.

Murong Zhuzhu and Murong Hu never appeared from the beginning to the end, let alone peeled and gouged out their eyes.

Could it be... Her appearance caused a change?

What would have happened if she hadn't come to Murong Mansion yesterday?

Jiang Qi looked at Yue Huan's phoenix eyes and narrowed his eyes. He knew that she would be so obsessed with the bodies of those people. He should have burned them all last night.

Together with this huge house.

"Huan'er, there is a queen mother here, you should go back to the palace."

Murong Ling was worried that something would happen to Yue Huan's body if she stayed in such a place for a long time, so she urged her to return to the palace.

"it is good."

Yan Qi stood up and took one last look at the queen, and got up to leave.

Jiang Qi automatically stood behind her and walked out together.

Murong Lingwen looked at Jiang Qi who was following her steps, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she couldn't see clearly what she was thinking.

Yan Qi walked around the rockery, and after making sure that Murong Ling could not see them, he took Jiang Qi's hand and hid secretly.

She whispered: "You wait for me here, I will come when I go."

She was about to leave, but Jiang Qi held her hand tightly: "Where are you going? I'll go with you."

"I'll go to the murder scene to see if there are any clues to the murderer."

"It's too bloody, so don't go."

Yan Qi looked at Jiang Qi disapprovingly, it would be bad if he accidentally awakened the gangster's bloodthirsty nerves.

Jiang Qi refused, and held on to her hand tightly.

Seeing that there were already soldiers watching them secretly, Yan Qi was afraid of attracting the Queen's attention, so he had no choice but to agree: "Well, follow me closely and don't talk."

Seeing Jiang Qi nodding, Yan Qi beckoned for a soldier.

"Where is Murong Zhuzhu's yard? Take me there."

"It's Her Royal Highness."

The soldiers received the order and walked ahead to lead the way.

When he walked outside Murong Zhuzhu's dormitory, Yan Qi knew that this was the scene of the crime without the introduction of the soldiers.

The strong smell of blood came to his nostrils, Yan Qi covered his nose with a handkerchief.

"Your Highness, here we are."

The soldier stood outside the door, waiting respectfully.

The corpse hadn't been coffined yet, and Wu Zuo was investigating the condition of the corpse, looking for clues.

Hearing the movement outside, the assistant took off the sheepskin gloves, knelt down and saluted: "See Your Royal Highness."

"Get up."

Yan Qi walked into the room slowly, staring blankly at the bloody mass.

The pink dress had been soaked in blood and was terribly dirty, hanging on her body in tatters.

The magnificence and nobility of yesterday is long gone.

That arrogant and domineering face, which is still gentle, has long been blurred into a ball, beyond recognition.

Yan Qi breathed heavily, her face pale as snow, she didn't realize that her hand was tightly grasping Jiang Qi's palm, and her nails were deeply pierced into his palm.

Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times, I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes would be so heart-palpitating.

Jiang Qi let her pinch his palm tightly, Mo Mou stared at her face without blinking, not letting go of any changes in her.

Yan Qi's voice was hoarse:

"Can you find anything? Or when did she die?"

Jiang Qi's eyes moved slightly when he heard the words, but he didn't even look at the unidentifiable corpse.

Only Yu Zuo's voice sounded:
"The humble officer found out that the time of Miss Zhuzhu's death was probably at Xu hour last night. Apart from the cut off of one palm, there was no other trauma, and there was no sign of poisoning."

"When she was skinned...she was in pain."

Wu Zuo couldn't help but sigh, he was a bit timid as a writer who was used to life and death.

What kind of deep hatred would skin a girl alive.

The daughter's family is most concerned about appearance.

Being skinned, I don't know if he was a faceless ghost like this when he was a ghost.

"What about Murong Hu?"

She heard that his eyes were gouged out.

Yan Qi's breath was a little tight, and Ru Mo's eyes suddenly saw a red mask.

"What's that?" she asked suddenly.

She walked out there quickly and bent over to pick it up.

Jiang Qi glanced down at the dark red mask, then withdrew his eyes, his expression unchanged.

"It was in the room from the very beginning. I think it was probably bought during Miss Zhuzhu's Lantern Festival."

Wu Zuo didn't know that Murong Zhuzhu didn't have a chance to leave the mansion last night.

Yan Qi looked at the mask carefully:

"Go ahead and talk about Murong Hu's situation."

"Master Murong Hu... someone gouged out his eyes." Yan Qi had already heard about this on the street when he came out of the other courtyard.

"And the main artery on the wrist was cut off, and he bled to death."

These are all painful ways to die.

"As for Master Murong, his throat was slit and he died from multiple injuries. The old housekeeper of Murong Mansion also died of his throat being slit."

Without waiting for Yan Qi to ask, Wu Zuo directly reported the cause of Murong Zhiyuan's death.

Yan Qi murmured, "Trauma?"

So Murong Zhiyuan had fought against the murderer before his death, and he was defeated and died.

Jiang Qi's eyes flickered when he heard the words, Murong Zhiyuan is indeed good at martial arts, as well as the old housekeeper.

It took a bit of work to kill them, but not much.

(End of this chapter)