A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

A hundred miles around the cliff were searched but Yeats's body was not found. However, except for Pei Jingning, Yang Fuquan, and Teng Chong, everyone involved in the search believed that Yeats had been killed.

After all, there are many ferocious beasts in the mountains and forests, maybe... no one dares to think about it.

After searching for a long time, Pei Jingning didn't sleep for a long time. His eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes and he still refused to leave the cliff area. Zhao Qi'an had no choice but to put coma medicine in the water while he was drinking water and brought him back unconscious. to the capital.

Yang Fuquan's situation was similar to that of Pei Jingning. Although Teng Chong felt uncomfortable and ached in his heart, he was more rational and rational. Seeing that Yang Fuquan was acting like a little trapped beast, he knocked him unconscious and took him back while he was not prepared. Beijing.

Zhao Qi'an not only brought the copied five-stone powder to the emperor, but also took the host and others captured by Canghua Temple to the Yujiying Prison and interrogated them one by one.

As a result, before the trial started, the middle-aged host and the 'carriage driver' committed suicide by swallowing poison in their teeth in prison.

Emperor Long Qi looked at his right-hand man standing in front of his dragon case, his expression more solemn than ever: "Dead?"

When Pei Jingning heard the two words, he raised his dull eyes and slowly opened his mouth, "Yes..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhao Qi'an. He hurriedly bowed his hands and said, "Back to the Holy Spirit, yes, the host Canghua who pretended to be a monk from the Central Plains committed suicide. The man who helped instigate Cai Chunxiang to hide his corpse in the cupboard of the inn. Dead too."

Emperor Longqi listened to Zhao Qian'an's reply, but his eyes fell on his lost nephew - Pei Jingning. What he just wanted to ask was whether Yeats was dead?Zhao Qi'an insisted on understanding the people and things in the Wushisan case. As an emperor, he immediately understood Zhao Qi'an's intention and did not expose it.

Zhao Qi'an was afraid that the lost Pei Jingning would lose his temper in front of the Holy Emperor, so he quickly reported the matter, and then took leave for Pei Shaoqing on the grounds that he was investigating the case day and night, and finally sent him to the princess's residence.

On the carriage back home, Zhao Qi'an hated iron and steel, "Zi Qian, what did you want to say to the Holy Emperor just now?"

Pei Jingning looked like a walking corpse. Zhao Qi'an hated the iron and said, "Zi Qian, once you told the Lord that Zhi Zhi was killed, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Mr. Shaoqing, who had been as dumb as a tree, could finally move his eyes, although they were very small.

"You are right, we really cannot admit that Zhizhi is dead now."

Once this knowledge was gained, it would be impossible for Yeats to return to the capital circle.

Princess Ning'an burst into tears when she saw her tired and haggard son, "What's going on... What's going on..."

After three days and three nights of not sleeping and not eating a few mouthfuls, even an iron man couldn't bear it.

Zhao Qi'an kept bluffing before asking the imperial doctors, doctors and doctors who came to him to leave.

After everything calmed down, Zhao Qi'an explained why Yeats disappeared, why he was captured by the enemy, and now he is alive and dead.

When Princess Ning'an saw her lifeless son, mother and son were heartbroken and couldn't help but cry. "Except for the robe and a shoe, you didn't find anything else?"

"Back to Your Highness, yes."

Princess Ning'an frowned slightly, as if she had thought of something. She never asked the children about their errands, so she asked for her son's sake: "Do you suspect that this is a set-up?"

Zhao Qian glanced at Pei Jingning, who was still distracted, and nodded: "Yes, Your Highness."

Princess Ning'an didn't even ask. She roughly understood the whole story and thanked Zhao Qi'an for bringing Pei Ziqian back.

"Your Highness, you're welcome." Zhao Qian was very calm.

It had been three days since Yeats had been locked up in the attic. He didn't know what was going on outside, and he was simply blind.