The little lady of Xuanmen has become popular in the sixth palace by fortune-telling

Chapter 137
Xie Changan was silent for a moment and then said: "Master Yao, let me go to the north of the city with you."

Yao Zhuoyu got what he wanted: "Okay, with you here, I will definitely be able to find the secret passage soon."

Several soldiers were divided into two groups, those who had fun and those who handled cases. The division of labor was very clear.

Cheng Qingqiu looked at the street outside the curtain with some depression: "There is nothing interesting in the south of the city. Why don't we go see that female corpse? Imperial Sister-in-law, why do you think the corpse has not decomposed after a hundred years?"

"In ancient times, in order to prevent corpses from decaying, some people made special antiseptic drugs, which could preserve the corpse for a long time, or the female corpse wore antiseptic items."

Cheng Qingqiu was stunned, and then became even more curious: "Who would put a person under the bed? I'm a little curious about the identity of that woman."

Identity?
Xu Anan smiled lightly and said nothing.

The person who appears in the west courtyard and is well preserved should be the charming and domineering princess of Prince Sheng's Mansion.

But why she was there before she was rotten had to be studied in depth. The Japanese who came to the library to read the history books were interrupted because of Cheng Huaiye's sudden anger.

In the past few days, Xu Anan was also thinking about whether his weird behavior that day and not letting her touch the portrait of the Queen was directed at everyone or just her?

Some things are not worthy of careful scrutiny.

Xu Anan felt that Cheng Huai also hated her, and this feeling was quite strong from the beginning. She was suddenly curious about how he could endure his disgust towards her and deliberately approach her.

The Qiufeng Road in the south of the city is spacious and clean, and there are a variety of shops along the road, but it is a bit lonely compared to the bustling city center.

Xu Anan looked at the ubiquitous candied haws-lub boss, and she looked at Cheng Qingqiu: "Would you like to eat candied haws-gluts? I'm sorry."

Cheng Qingqiu: "..."

She didn't know what was so delicious about such sour food. With their worth, shouldn't they go to Jingshui Tower for a meal first?

Xu Anan spent four cents to buy four strings.

One per person.

He Min looked at the candied haws in her hand and thanked her in a low voice: "Thank you, empress."

Poria cocos made her teeth sore just looking at it, but every time Xu Anan had to buy her share. Even if her teeth were sore, she still finished eating it. Who knows that Xu Anan spent money on this, even if it wasn't very expensive? Poria cherishes all things.

He Min looked around and then said: "Ming Fei, most of Qiu Feng Road sells jewelry. Do you want to go and look at the jewelry with the princess?"

Xu Anan said: "You used to come to the south of the city often?"

He Min was stunned for a moment before nodding: "When I was young, my parents died in an accident, leaving me with a young sister. In order to make ends meet, I almost came to the south of the city to find work, so I I’ve been used to walking around the streets since I was a kid, and I would go wherever there was money.”

Cheng Qingqiu's sympathy immediately overflowed: "Your situation is similar to Mu Ci's. He also lived alone with his sister after his parents died. Unfortunately, his sister was still killed."

Speaking of Mu Ci, her mood became gloomy again. He Min was silent for a long time before saying: "Princess, please give me my condolences. People cannot be resurrected after death. This is all fate."

She didn't know that this was Muxue's fate, which made her feel the malice of the world in advance at the age of 14.

Cheng Qingqiu clenched his fist and said fiercely: "Don't let me catch that bad guy, or I will have to cut him into pieces!"

Xu Anan continued to ask: "Where do you live?"

He Min scratched his head: "I used to live in the north of the city, but because of the murder, my subordinates have moved away." Cheng Qingqiu looked frightened: "Fortunately, you moved quickly, it's scary there."

He Min smiled: "Actually, it's okay. I'm used to living here, so I don't think there's anything scary about it."

However, He Min should have never walked through the alleys in the north of the city at night.

Cheng Qingqiu, who originally didn't believe in ghosts and gods, changed his mind at that moment, and it was not impossible to believe in it occasionally.

Xu Anan suddenly asked: "What is your sister doing at home?"

He Min glanced at Xu An'an and thought for a while before saying: "She is only interested in fragrance. My subordinate personally decorated a room full of fragrance for her. She stays in the room every day waiting for his subordinate to come home."

"Wow." Cheng Qingqiu exclaimed: "Your sister is so lucky to have a brother like you. He even decorated the house for her with his own hands. Unlike my brother, who is cold and callous, but also very fierce. If he hadn't been my brother, I won’t even pay attention to him.”

Cheng Qingqiu's brother He Min naturally knew that even if the current emperor dared to complain, he could only smile.

"Trash, you can throw anything you pick up, so what use are you? You might as well die now, and you can still make me feel better."

Several people came out of a jewelry shop in front of them. The woman in the lead was dressed elegantly and luxuriously. There was a middle-aged servant beside her, and behind her was a woman wearing very shabby clothes.

She was carrying a lot of things on her hands, and her dark hair on her forehead was wet with sweat, and she looked tired.

She kept lowering her head to apologize: "I'm sorry, princess, I didn't mean it, I picked it up."

There was a box scattered on the ground, and a ruby ​​hairpin fell to the ground.

She put the thing in her hand on the ground and bent to pick it up. Before she could touch it, she was kicked over by the beautiful woman. Her forehead hit the stone on the ground, and bright red blood flowed out instantly.

Cheng Qingqiu stared at this scene dumbfounded, and she and Xu Anan had seen several of the people in front of them.

One is Princess Pingle, Cheng Qingqiu's eldest aunt, and the woman with blood oozing from her forehead is Qiao Xiangsi.

"Don't touch my hairpin with your dirty hands. It's really unlucky. Sooner or later, I will ask Yuan'er to divorce you. You bitch, I don't know how you bewitched him, but he just won't divorce you."

Qiao Xiangsi endured the pain and did not dare to wipe the blood on her eyes. Instead, she knelt down and apologized continuously: "Princess, calm down. I will be careful next time. I will not touch your things with my hands."

Princess Pingle was upset when she saw this face. Because of her, her son could not marry a noble girl now. The more she looked at it, the more she hated her. She looked at the stick at the door of the store, raised her hand and hit Qiao Xiangsi on the head. go.

The stick was forced to stop three inches away from Qiao Xiangsi's head, and a small white hand grabbed Princess Pingle's wrist.

"Princess Pingle, please think twice. This is on the street. It doesn't look good on you if someone is killed."

Princess Pingle looked angrily at the owner, who turned out to be Cheng Huaiye's beloved concubine, whose name seemed to be Xu An'an.

She thought that someone dared to interfere with her, but it turned out to be just a lowly concubine. Princess Pingle's eyes were cold: "Let go."

Xu Anan winked at Cheng Qingqiu, and she immediately went to help Qiao Xiangsi up, and Xu Anan let go of her.

Princess Pingle directly ignored Cheng Qingqiu. She threw the stick on the ground, rubbed her wrists, and smiled coldly: "Who else dares to take care of my affairs? Do you think you are very capable? I advise you to stay out of other people's business, otherwise you may get into trouble!"

(End of this chapter)