The punishment of the female imperial court

Chapter 103

"Oh, interesting." Yu Qian Silan opened her mouth lightly, full of interest.

With so many pairs of eyes staring at her, how could the princess go up to the Tower of Stars without being noticed?
Moreover, the door on the ninth floor has not been opened for many years, but some people have seen the windows open and close.

Could it be that the princess really flew up and then fell down again?

Boyi still rubbed his nose unconsciously.

Yu Qiansi asked: "But what's wrong?"

Boyi sighed, and said in a low voice: "The smell is all gathered together around the curtain, and the smell of blood is particularly strong."

Falling from such a height, the viscera must also be damaged, and naturally the smell of blood will be stronger.

Yu Qiansi tidied up the clothes of the corpse, and Deming ordered the curtains to be removed.

Boyi got up and let out a long breath of relief.

"Finally, it's better. The fishy smell and the smell of osmanthus hair oil just now came together, making my eyes hurt."

Yu Anning at the side shuddered when she heard the words, and stared at Bo Yi in disbelief.

"Brother Boyi, your nose is so sharp?"

Boyi shrugged, noncommittal.

After asking the words, she suddenly recalled that when he was in Fengtingyuan, he also smelled a strange smell all of a sudden, and only then did he find clues to find the murderer.So no more words.

Yu Qiansi wiped her hands with a towel, and looked at the maids who were gathered here just now, serving the princess.

"In the past, what did the princess like to do?"

Those few people faltered and refused to speak clearly.

Yu Anning couldn't see it, so she said: "I know you dare not say it!"

"Don't think that I don't know about this because I don't look for Lin'an often! You treat her badly on weekdays, and the word 'loose' can't be used to describe it! A princess, except for three meals, food and clothing, everything else has to be done by herself! You don’t even know when she went to the Imperial Garden! If you had gone to find the princess earlier today, this kind of thing wouldn’t have happened!”

Those maids are used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong, but when they encounter someone as domineering as Yu Anning, they soften a little first.

Now that something big happened, the sage was here, and he was even more afraid, for fear that he would be implicated and wronged.

"The slaves are not lazy and neglecting the master. It's really because the princess doesn't allow me to wait for close service! The princess said that she is used to being alone and doesn't like people around her. She asked us not to disturb him except for three meals a day. she."

The princess of a country is so withdrawn?
Yu Anning's eyes were red, and her words were choked with sobs: "That's not because she suffered too much when she was young."

Jiang Jiqing looked at Bo Yi, but saw him standing upright with downcast eyes, the black eyes were as lonely as the night outside the lamp.

"Sister Lin'an did suffer a lot when she was young, and it's all my fault. If I cared about her more on weekdays."

Princess Lin'an came from a low family background, and her biological mother was originally a low-ranking maid in the Shou'an Palace where the concubines lived.

He was born by accident after the late emperor got drunk.

Because her biological mother was in Shou'an Palace, but met the late Emperor by chance, she was despised by the nobles in the palace.

It was Empress Mingde who took pity on the child in her womb, so she begged the first emperor to bestow her a position.

In the palace, there are usually masters who step on the high and praise the low, and the down-and-out masters are sometimes worse than the powerful slaves.Especially this kind of lowly status person who suddenly turned over and fell into the dust again, so he was naturally the easiest to be targeted.

Although Empress Mingde has a kind heart, she can't always pay attention to their mother and daughter.

As a result, not only the slaves bullied them, but even Lin'an's biological mother held a grudge against her and beat and scolded her frequently.

She always thought that if she hadn't been pregnant, she could have continued to be a slave without being discovered, which was better than such a dilemma.But now that she is pregnant, if she can get a boy in one fell swoop, she might not be like this now.

Lin'an was never cared about until she was five years old. A girl with royal blood lived like an ant in the palace.

Even, there is no name, and it has not been included in the jade dish.

Her biological mother gave her nicknames, calling her "Damn!" and calling her "Damn!"

The few warmth in childhood came from Jiang Jiqing when he was young and Yu Anning who occasionally entered the palace.

But the kindness of the high-ranking people is always a small cloud occasionally floating in the depths of the desert, which can neither block the sun nor rain down.

This situation lasted until ten years ago, when Jiang Jiqing succeeded to the throne, and it got better.

Across the corpse, Yu Anning pointed angrily at the officials who were bowing their heads in silence.

"You all say that she is a princess with a high status, and she should serve the country and the people. But she has never received preferential treatment because of her status! Now that she is needed, and remembering that there is such a person, you don't want to let her go. You really "

His fingers, like green onions, trembled slightly, but he couldn't think of a word to describe them.

This past was enough to make those present and heard it cry, but Yu Qiansi was not too moved. What she thought in her heart was related to today's seemingly simple but very strange case.

No wonder, she has thin calluses on her hands.

"Where is the key to the ninth floor of the Star Picking Building?" She had a hunch that all the answers to today's mysteries were hidden there.

Ma Jian said, "It's hanging on the wall of Qianniuwei's barracks."

Yaoguang heard the words, and a little eunuch led the way to fetch it.

Soon after the two returned, Yao Guang handed over the key and said, "My lord, this key is hung on the wall of the barracks, but it may not be used very often, so the location is not conspicuous."

In other words, anyone can take it away if they want to, without being discovered?

"Ma Jian, take everyone in your team and follow me upstairs."

After giving the order, she looked at Yu An Ning, who always seemed a little strange today, and pondered for a long time.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, why don't you go back to the palace earlier. Princess, you—"

"—I'm not leaving!" Yu Anning's answer was as expected.

"An Ning is worried about Lin'an, so let her stay here. All matters related to this case will be handed over to Lord Yu, and I will go back to the palace first."

After all, he drove away, leaving only Deming to take care of him.

Seeing that Yu Qiansi was relieved as if they had received an amnesty, those officials also left one by one.

"So let them go?" Sui Feng muttered.They should just stand here and blow the night breeze.

Seeing people walking away, Yu Qiansi whispered: "Nonsense, they are here to point fingers, how can I investigate the case?"

Sui Feng took a deep breath, found out some of Yu Qiansi's meaning, quickly shut his mouth, and said nothing more.

Yu Qiansi ordered: "You two stay here, and Boyi and I will take them upstairs."

A group of people walked through the bronze door and went upstairs.

Yu Qiansi ordered them to reset according to the position they had when they were on duty today, and report the arrival time.

Going around to the seventh floor like this, there are only three people left besides her and Boyi.

Only after walking around in person did I understand the key to this.

The downstairs of Zhaixing building is wide and the top is narrow, so the number of guards on duty on each floor is also decreasing.

There are two people on the seventh floor, and Ma Jian is the only one on the eighth floor.

In this way, there will be people on duty in every corner, and there will be no dead ends.It is indeed impossible for the princess to sneak up in this situation.

Together with Ma Jian, they went up to the eighth floor, which was only big enough for three people to walk side by side.Because there are no stairs leading to the ninth floor, the view is wide and clear at a glance.

As soon as he went upstairs, a fresh breeze that was unique to the dark night passed through the building.

The wind comes from the only two windows on this floor, one of which is facing the outside of the palace, reflecting the lights of thousands of families in the capital.One is facing the inner palace, with a pitch-black background.

The sage likes to be quiet and frugal, but dislikes constant lights in the palace.

If the candlelight is too strong, the emptiness of the Daming Palace will become more apparent, and the darkness will be drawn deeper.

She turned her head and looked towards the direction outside the palace again. The lights of thousands of houses scattered all over the palace warmed her eyes a little more.

Ma Jian motioned them to look up: "The door above the head is the only entrance to the ninth floor. After opening the door, there will be a rope ladder falling down."

After the fire ten years ago, the palace ordered the closure of the ninth floor, so no effort was made to mend the stairs.Only a piece of soft rope was hung, in case of emergency.

Yu Qiansi withdrew her gaze, the spark was still spreading in her eyes.

Whether it is the top door or the keyhole, it looks like no one has touched it for a long time.

Boyi, who was the tallest, stood on tiptoes and stretched his arms, reached the lock, groped twice, and with a "click", the lock was opened.

After the lock was removed, the two doors fell slowly, letting out the usual long sigh of a wooden door in disrepair.

Very harsh.

Following that, the ladder slid down, bringing with it a cloud of dust.

The voice from downstairs came clearly, with some curiosity: "Master Yu, are you all right?"

The sound of the door opening was so loud that it could be heard clearly on the sixth floor, not to mention the seventh floor.Although Ma Jian was the only one here at the time, it was absolutely impossible to open the door quietly without the people downstairs noticing it.

The dust breaks slightly.

Seeing that Yu Qiansi was about to climb the ladder, Boyi stopped her: "Let me go first."

Ma Jian kindly reminded: "My lords, be careful, the ninth floor will be smaller, and the upper part has been in disrepair for a long time, so you must be careful under your feet."

Boyi climbed up the ladder, and as he moved, more dust fell down.

As soon as I stood on the ninth floor, I heard the sound of "creaking" floor friction.

Indeed, it deserves the words "in disrepair".

He lit the fire book, looked around, and after seeing the traces on the floor, he bowed his head and said to Yuqian, "You should come up and have a look."

Ma Jian held the lower end of the ladder, and Yu Qian climbed up.

The ninth floor is indeed very small. In the dark room, there is only a flash of fire, which flickers on and off with Boyi's movements.

"Look at this." Boyi signaled her not to move, pointing to the ground.

The two squatted down on the spot, almost head to head.

There is a string of very clear reflections, heading towards a window.

Ma Jian also climbed up at this time, showing the crampedness of the ninth floor.

Seeing Yingying, she was shocked: "How is this possible?!"

He was a little flustered, but he knew the severity, and walked quickly to the window, avoiding the footprints.

Boyi also followed.

The floor creaked again.

Two martial arts practitioners stood by the window at the same time, Bo Yi immediately felt his feet sink, and immediately signaled Yu Qiansi: "Don't come here, it's really a bit unstable here."

Although the window was not locked, it was fastened by the bolt from the inside. Ma Jian was terrified. He glanced at Bo Yi, pulled the bolt and looked out, his head hanging in the air.

Then his whole body was shocked, and he froze in place.

Downstairs, there was the cluster of candles surrounding the princess's body.

He withdrew his gaze with a pale face, and stood there in disbelief.

Boyi pushed him away, and looked out. There was little night wind, and something was half stuck under the window, swaying in the wind.

He stretched his arm enough to come back, and handed it to Yu Qiansi.

Looking at the shape of the pattern, it is exactly the small piece of clothing that the princess lacks.

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