Hugging Xizhi in his arms in pain, he turned to look but did not see Aunt Sun who was supposed to be guarding in the room.

At this time, Fu Sheng, who lives in the room next to me, heard the movement in our room, and rushed over, holding the unsheathed long sword in his hand, his eyes were cold.

Hua Wuyan embraced Xizhi and me, and whispered to Fusheng, "Something is wrong."

Fu Sheng didn't say a word, he just scanned the room with big eyes, and then whispered a few words to Ling Xiu who was behind him.

Ling Xiu was ordered to take the guards who came later, and Fu Sheng returned to the room with us and waited for the guards to check the results.

Hua Wuyan hugged my shoulders, and I hugged Xizhi in my arms.

Fusheng kept the long sword in his hand, looking around from time to time with a vigilant expression.

Xizhi didn't know why she suddenly cried and cried, but now I checked my body, but there was nothing wrong with it, maybe it was because I was frightened by something during the night.

And with me holding him in my arms, he has stopped crying now, there are still some moist teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he glanced at him when his mouth was small.

Not long after, Ling Xiu quietly used codes to sting the door outside.

Fu Sheng got up and went to open the door, letting Ling Xiu approach.

Ling Xiu looked at Fusheng, and then told us, "Aunt Sun is dead."

I held Xizhi's hand tightly, and Xizhi probably felt my nervousness and shock, so he hummed and cried twice in his arms, and Hua Wuyan patted him gently before falling asleep again.

Fu Sheng asked coldly, "What's going on?"

Ling Xiu bowed, "There are guards patrolling the station and its surroundings, and Aunt Sun left the station for some reason. After careful inspection, there was no trace of Aunt Sun's struggle before her death, and there was no sign of her body moving."

I was surprised and angry when I heard this, "You mean that Aunt Sun left the post station alone in the middle of the night and was killed by someone?"

Ling Xiu nodded without hesitation, "Yes."

Hua Wuyan stretched out her arms and hugged me tightly, and I also hugged Xizhi tightly in my arms, for fear of any mistakes.

I looked at Fusheng, and Fusheng's expression was also a little fluctuating now, with doubts, annoyance, and other things.

If it is true that Aunt Sun ran out of the inn alone in the middle of the night, as Ling Xiu investigated, there must be something strange about this matter.

I said to Fu Sheng, "Call the imperial doctor immediately."

After hearing this, Fu Sheng looked at Xi Zhi in my arms and nodded in response.

Ling Xiu was still standing there, Hua Wuyan asked him, "Is there anything unusual nearby?"

Ling Xiu shook his head, "A mile around the station has been checked by people, and there is nothing suspicious."

"How did Aunt Sun die?" Hua Wuyan asked again.

Ling Xiu said succinctly, "The neck was broken by someone."

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops "cracked" on the window, which made me even more disturbed and irritable.

Thoughts are spinning in my head, and now I just hope that Xizhi in my arms is okay.

When the imperial doctor came with the medicine box, I spared his courtesy and asked him to come forward to feel Xizhi's pulse.

The child's little hands were extremely delicate, pink and tender like a new lotus root, the imperial doctor tapped his pulse with two fingers, and said after a long while, "Princess Hui, Xiao Shizi's body seems to be the same."

I heard the key point in the words, and asked, "What is it like? Is there any hidden worry?"

The imperial doctor bowed, "Since Xiaoshizi's pulse was born, the old minister has been asking for his pulse every day, so the old minister is very familiar with Xiaoshizi's pulse.

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