The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 36 Hiding Behind Murong Che

"Sixth Prince." Murong Che nodded lightly.

Jun Qingnan walked over directly and hugged him, "Murong, I remember that this is your first time in Baihualou, right? It doesn't matter, I will take you to pick out beauties!"

He hooked his shoulders and put his back together, with an affectionate look on his face. He completely forgot what happened a few days ago when he was so angry that he lost all face.

"Sixth prince, the son is here to investigate the case." Hua Niang reminded.

"You are really boring, you are still investigating cases in this kind of place..."

Jun Qingnan smiled mockingly, and saw Su Qingran with a glance, "Isn't this the little beast from that day?"

"Who is the little bastard scolding?"

The quality of this sixth prince is really not good.

"You little bastard scolded you!" Jun Qingnan was angry.

Su Qingran pursed her lips slightly and did not speak.

Bai Lihe understood what she meant and couldn't help chuckling.

Jun Qingnan was stunned for a moment, and only then did he realize that he became angry immediately, "Damn little bastard, you dare to insult this king, don't you want to die!"

Su Qingran shrugged and hid behind Murong Che.

Who do you blame yourself for being stupid?

Seeing this scene, Jun Qingnan exploded in anger, and raised her hand to hit someone.

"Sixth Prince, what do you care about with a slave?"

"This king is too lazy to argue with him, there is no gain or loss of status." Jun Qingnan's face darkened.

Indeed, if he pursued it further, wouldn't he be admitting her words?

But don't pursue it... I'm full of anger, but I can't let it out!
"My lord, it's time to go to Yingying's room." Su Qingran reminded.

Although he helped her out of the siege just now, that sentence "slave" is really unpleasant.

"Sixth Prince, please take a step ahead, and I will not accompany you." Murong Che nodded again.

"Investigate any case, the king will also go."

"Sixth Prince, this...isn't it good?" Bailihe stopped him.

Jun Qingnan brushed him away, "Murong didn't stop me, what are you!"

Bailihe's gentle face froze slightly, he avoided it, and walked behind Su Qingran.

Yingying's Xiangge is located in the best room on the second floor, small and exquisite.

It's just that the room is a little messy, the furniture is in a mess, and the bed curtain has been torn.

Due to the airtightness, the room was filled with the smell of rouge and gouache, and there was still a smell of alcohol that did not dissipate.

Jun Qingnan frowned and covered her nose, "This room also smells too bad."

Hua Niang's expression turned pale, "The last time the servant of the household department died here, the house was locked, and no one came to clean it up."

Except for Hua Niang, no one paid attention to Jun Qingnan, Su Qingran and others were busy searching the room.

Although the house was messy, with wine jars thrown everywhere, it was obvious that someone had tidied it up.

In other words, the mess here is a phenomenon deliberately caused by the murderer.

Su Qingran checked it on the couch, rolled up the sheets, packed them up and took them away.

And Murong Che already had a result.

"Baili, come here."

Su Qingran also stepped forward after hearing the sound.

At this time, a piece of ink stain under the round table had dried up and was pitch black.

Murong Che bent down and picked up a black thing in the middle of the ink stain, his eyes were slightly focused, "That night, the household servant wrote poems again?"

"Yes, the household servant has always been like this." Hua Niang replied respectfully.

When he was about to get up, he inadvertently glanced at a black thing next to him, and put it in his palm calmly.

Turning around and looking at the woman behind him, "What are you holding in your arms?"

"Evidence!" The corner of Su Qingran's mouth hooked slightly.

Murong Che nodded slightly, "Let's go back to Dali Temple."

Is this over?

Jun Qingnan looked puzzled for a while, and followed her up.

Murong Che paused, looked up at him, "Sixth Prince, do you want to drink tea with me at Dali Temple?"

"It's getting late, so don't delay the Sixth Prince's romance." Bailihe slightly cupped his hands, turned and left.

　Thank you for your recommendation tickets, please continue, don’t stop, give Qingjiu some motivation~
　　


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