I won't panic if my house is confiscated and exiled. I'll wipe out all the enemy's tr

"Your Highness, isn't this the hairpin you gave away..."

"Lord Chen, are you sure this was found in that room called Su Huan?"

Seeing that the prince was stunned and contemplative, Gonggong Xu immediately asked Lord Chen.

"It's true! Because even the kitchen in the Su Mansion is empty, there is not much left, this hosta is still... It's very eye-catching among those objects

!" Mo Yanjue calmed down a little flustered mind, "Pass the prince's order! Bring Su Fan back to the prince's mansion immediately

!" Lord Chen was stunned, ah?

Father-in-law Xu shook, "Your Highness! This is a little inappropriate!"

After following Mo Yanjue's side for many years, Xu Yi naturally knew what he was thinking, and he must have regarded that Su Fan as that little maid! Mo Yanjue

looked at Xu Yi unhappily, "Why?" This palace wants a person, do you still care about it?"

"Su Mansion has just been exiled by the family, and it is still a holy decree invited by His Royal Highness, and now His Royal Highness will bring the sixth lady back to the Prince's Mansion, and it will be criticized by the courtiers if it is passed out!"

Xu Yi continued to persuade with courage, "Besides... Right now, His Highness isn't sure if the sixth lady is the person... Maybe it's because after the girl's death, the objects left behind by which lady took a fancy to them, and it was also possible to take them into her pocket!"

The wooden box was instantly pinched by Mo Yanjue at this moment.

Xu Yi's last sentence poked at his doubts, and it seemed to be reasonable.

Just took the liberty of bringing back the family of the exile who had just been driven out of the capital, if it wasn't for that girl, she would be bitten back by Su Changzhou...

He and Su Changzhou mentioned that he wanted to produce that maid, how could he not guess his own thoughts, maybe he also knew the origin of this hosta, and deliberately left this thing to design him...

Thinking like this, the blazing light in Mo Yanjue's eyes was fully converging, and the hope that had just been ignited seemed to be extinguished by this analysis.

But somehow, holding this wooden box in his hand, it seems that the sweet fragrance lingers on the tip of his nose.

"Yuan Zhao! Take a trip to Su Mansion with the main palace!"

Lord Chen also led the way with the prince.

"Your Highness! This is the courtyard of Su Fan. Lord

Chen, who is good at observing words and feelings, directly brought Mo Yanjue to Su Huan's small courtyard.

Stepping into the courtyard door, Mo Yanjue took a deep breath!

This courtyard is really broken, and it is impossible to see that the daughter of a third-grade master once lived.

Mo Yanjue walked towards the only main room...

The moment he pushed the door, his eyes blinked lightly, fragrant! The familiar sweet

fragrance! Mo Yanjue took a step and paced back and forth on the side of the bed gently, the fragrance became stronger

! Before he saw him, his heart was almost ninety percent determined

! That girl was not dead!

The room at a glance, the furniture furnishings could not be simpler, except for the pink veil at the head of the bed, it was impossible to tell that this was once a woman's boudoir.

And this little-known Miss Su Liu is the girl he has been thinking about for a long time!

Su Changzhou lied to him

! Su Huan was the woman he wanted!

She left the hosta he gave her here... What does this

mean? Does it mean that she and Su Changzhou have discussed it? Fake her death to avoid being admitted to

the prince's mansion? Is she unwilling? Worried about offending the prince, she let Su Changzhou say this?

Mo Yanjue's expression was a little sad, his black eyelashes were pressed, and his tall body walked out of the courtyard a little lonely.

Lord Chen and Yuan Zhao looked at each other a little puzzled, and they didn't know why His Highness showed such a worried look.

"Let's go to the storeroom and have a look!" Mo Yan Jue didn't reply.

Master Chen immediately trotted forward to lead the way.

Entering the warehouse, Mo Yanjue looked around.

"This is the treasury that you said was only broken copper and iron?"

"Returning to His Royal Highness the Prince, exactly!"

So, except for a little tattered left, the door lock was not stolen, and the items disappeared overnight, and listening to the story is exactly the same as his theft method.

He didn't believe in the theft of the Su Mansion's treasury, but an idea came out of his mind, since he had already come to the Su Mansion, he wanted to come and see...

Suddenly, Mo Yanjue's eyes were fixed in one direction!

If it weren't for the hair that he found in the warehouse before, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so sensitive at this time...

The length is the same, the color is the same, and the identical hair actually appeared again?

Sure enough, his intuition was fulfilled!

So, the thief who stole the Prince's Mansion and the thief who stole the Su Mansion... It's the same

person! If this person committed a random crime, he would definitely not believe it, this time was too accurate!

Mo Yanjue was really at a loss at this moment, his heavy eyebrows were like dark clouds, and the cold low pressure made people shudder.

Lord Chen didn't know why, but the ingots were very clear, and at this time he was dumbfounded, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was really powerful!

There

seems to be no connection between the Su

Mansion and the Prince's Mansion! Even if there is, they are opposites, could it be that someone regards His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Su Changzhou as enemies?

The sky is getting darker, and I don't know how long Mo Yanjue has been standing in place and meditating.

Neither of them dared to disturb the prince's thoughts on the case.

A grunt broke the silence with the trembling of the treetops in the courtyard.

"Enter the palace! Please!" Lord

Chen was sent away halfway, and Yuan Zhao followed Mo Yanjue into the palace on horseback.

Along the way, he was a little puzzled, and from time to time he looked at the tense side face of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Your Highness, do you know who the thief is?" Yuan Zhao really wants to learn some of this ability to solve cases.

"I don't know. "

That's... You go to the palace this time..."

Mo Yanjue turned his face sideways and smiled, the cold moon slanted, and the concave shadow on the side of his nose was three-dimensional and evil, "You'll know then, drive!"

Yuan Zhao: "..."