The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

Master Zhou lay on his back, his eyes wide open, panic, disbelief, despair...

Madam Zhou also lay on her back, with stab wounds on her face horrifying. The front of the body was blood red, and the blood was dry, and there were many blood holes in her body, like a honeycomb, which was terrible.

Wang Haozuo shook his head and looked at it as he sighed, "His Royal Highness, Master Zhou has many knives in his body, at least seven or eight knives. Madam Zhou has more, about a dozen knives."

Then came to the courtyard on the west side, where the two daughters of the Zhou family lived.

The two daughters of Zhou's family also died on the bed with multiple knives in them, and there was no trace of struggle.

The same was true for the youngest son of the Zhou family. Wang Yazuo said that his male roots had been cut off.

Master Lu walked out with a heavy face, staring blankly at the sky. This is definitely the cruelest, bloodiest and most terrifying murder he has encountered since he took office in Jing Zhaofu Yin.

He ordered Wu Hutou to carry all the corpse capitals back to the government office, and then resigned to Murong: "His Royal Highness, this case is a serious matter. The Minister Zhou is an official of the Ministry of Industry, and it will definitely attract the attention of the court. The minister will do his best to investigate and arrest the murderer as soon as possible. ."

She saw the tragic death of the Zhou family, and her heart was extremely cold, but there was a fiery righteousness surging in her heart, "This tragic case of killing the door will be investigated by Dali Temple."

Master Lu was waiting for these words, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked himself to perform his duties, but he really didn't have the ability to solve this terrifying and terrifying case.

At this time, Wu Hutou brought a few people over and said, "Master Lu, Master Yu and Master Shen are here."

She became nervous and turned around slowly, why did Murong Yu also come?

The bright sun of early autumn was shining in the sky, sprinkling a splendid ground in the courtyard where the corpses were everywhere and bloody, illuminating the tragedy of grievances and brutality. Murong Yu was bathed in the dazzling, soft sunlight, his whole body seemed to be plated with a faint golden light, and his snow-colored skin seemed to be transparent, like a savior. The facial features are as cold as the rock of absolute peaks, and the gods are superb. The black light robe is as light as black flames, and the style is superb.

Shen Zhiyan stood aside, with official robes on his body, long and handsome, as handsome as a pine, as elegant as a bamboo, with a magnificent style.

Standing next to the famous regent, it is natural that there are no more fans left. However, he has a sense of existence.

Master Lu's complexion changed, he hurriedly stepped forward, bowed his hands and said: "The next official pays homage to the prince."

Wu's head catcher, the quick catchers, and the yamen all bowed and bowed, bowed their heads deeply, not daring to let out the atmosphere.

This is a rare piece of luck in a thousand years.

The first time I encountered the killing of the door, I ran into the regent, who was overseeing the affairs and speaking like a sacred decree, and came to the scene of the murder!

Murong Yu said indifferently: "All get up."

Murongci looked at the men in the public door and folded their waists one by one, worshiping, admiring, awe, holding his breath, as if he would blaspheme if he breathed a lot. She couldn't help but curl her lips mockingly. Would you like to worship and be so scared?

Can Murong Yu really cut their heads for no reason?

He just stood there so casually, with a leisurely mind, his eyes flicking like feathers flying by, but he felt the pressure of a mountain for no reason, and he couldn't breathe.

Murong Yu glanced at her with a deep and playful look. Why was she also at the scene of the murder?

"The king passed by here and saw a lot of people surrounded here. He also heard that the chief executive Zhou of the Ministry of Industry and Engineering was responsible for the killing of the door. He came and took a look." His voice was deep and loud, showing the invisible coercion of the superiors all the time. , "Master Lu, do you have a clue right now?"

"Xiaguan and Wang Yazuo have just reviewed all the corpses and the environment at the scene. Nothing..." Master Lu felt stressed, and his back was sweating in a panic. "No clue, just now, His Royal Highness said that the case should be investigated by Dali Temple. ."

The sunny daylight fell on Murong Yu's thick long eyelashes, and the unpredictable light flashed by, "In this case, the death of the door of the Zhouzhai house will be investigated and handled by Dali Temple."

Shen Zhiyan arched his hands and said: "The officials follow the edict."

After looking at Zhou's house inside and out, Shen Zhiyan, Murong Ci and others left together.

Shen Zhiyan came on horseback. She was thinking about how to go to Dali Temple. Murong Yu's attendant walked over and said, "His Royal Highness, the prince would like to invite you."

"His Royal Highness, you might as well take the prince's carriage to Dali Temple." Shen Zhiyan suggested.

"..." She rolled her eyes speechlessly, would you like to be so upright?

When she came to the luxurious carriage, she raised her voice and asked, "Master, I still want to go around..."

"Come up."

A cool voice came from the carriage.

Murong said clearly: "The palace has only touched the corpse just now, for fear that the prince Jingui's car will be contaminated. Moreover, the palace is different from the prince...".

"This king has important matters to discuss with His Royal Highness."

The voice in the carriage was a bit cold, bitterly cold.

She took a deep breath and got into the carriage with no other choice. Qin Ruo came over and sat outside.

Murong Yu leaned back to read the official documents. The spacious carriage was furnished with a short table, with tea cups and four delicate and delicious pastries on it, and a small mountain-like memorial was neatly stacked next to it.

She sat outside, not saying a word, when he didn't exist.

The corners of the lips evoked a sneer of sarcasm, and the memorials should also be watched in the car. Is it to show off, or is it really every day?

He remained silent and read the memorials one after another.

"What are you laughing at?" Murong Yu asked cleanly, his faint light did not leave the memorial.

"..." Murong was stunned, he didn't seem to look up at her.

"The Zhou family's killing of the door, tell me your opinion."

"The prince is busy with government affairs, and he has to look at the memorials even when he travels on the carriage. This murder case should be investigated by Dali Temple?" She was not interested in discussing the case with him.

"Emperor Capital has not experienced the massacre of the gate for decades. The massacre of Zhouzhai's gate is unusual. Moreover, the chief minister of Zhou is the imperial order officer. This king finds this case quite interesting."

The light in the carriage is slightly dim, but his facial features become more refined and white, like a pile of clear snow.

She had to admit that he made a very correct analysis, sorted out his thoughts, and then said: "First, Zhou Zhai has no obvious signs of fighting. Wang Yazuo said that everyone died in the middle of the night, and the owner of Zhou's family died in the middle of the night. In his own bed, the murderer hits him with a single blow, and he is quite familiar with the Zhou family. It is very likely that an acquaintance committed the crime."

Murong Yu knew that her ability to deduct the case had surpassed that of the hero, Shen Zhiyan, but his heart was still shaking, and a trace of surprise flashed across his deep eyes, "Continue."

Murongci seemed to have returned to the scene of the murder, his eyes were far away, but his expression was flying high, "Second, the murderer should not have encountered resistance in the process of the murder, or the murderer was extremely powerful, or knew a little about his fists. When he killed the servant of Zhou's family, the servant Did not struggle to resist."

"When it's ugly, the night is quiet, and the servant should have stopped a long time ago. Why did he die outside?" He frowned slightly.

"The murderer should have killed Zhou's master first. After all, he made a little movement. The servant woke up from his sleep and came out to take a look. This was bad luck."

"However, it is impossible for most of the servants to come out."

"The murderer made a series of movements, and some servants came out one after another. Judging from the robes of the corpses, they were all mid laners or coats."

He nodded, "What else do you find?"

Murong replied: "Thirdly, each deceased had multiple stab wounds on his body, and blood was dripping on the ground. It can be seen that the murderer was crazy or venting his monstrous hatred. The palace is more inclined to the murderer against Zhou's family. The family cherishes hatred that is not shared, so even the servants are not let go."

Murong Yu stared at her, her slender eyebrows were dark and sheen Ruoyu, her eyes were as bright as stars, clear as autumn water, shining brightly, and the more she looked, the more pleasing she became. He continued: "Anything else?"

"There are 30 people in the Zhou family, but the palace heard from Wu Toutou said that there were only 28 corpses. In other words, two of the servants escaped the catastrophe, and the housekeeper Luo Quan was one of the lucky ones." She helped. Forehead.

"Do you have doubts about Luo Quan?"

"According to Luo Quan's preliminary confession, two days ago, he was ordered by Lord Zhou to go to the countryside to collect rent, and he rushed back early this morning. When he went to report the crime, it was the time when the murder was discovered in the palace."

"That said, this person can basically rule out suspicion. What about another person?"

"The other person is Feng Ying. Wu Tau said that he had diarrhea for two days, his hands were soft, and he was lying at home. However, these two survivors are suspected and must be brought to Dali Temple for questioning."

His deep eyes flashed quickly with an imperceptible surprise, "After Shen Zhiyan's autopsy, there should be more clues."

Seeing him looking at him, Murong Ci quickly turned his head to look at the wall on the other side of the car.

His gaze turned to the official document, but a small face of pure and beautiful Xueyan appeared in his mind, and a pair of clear water like glass...

...

Finally arrived at Dali Temple, the carriage stopped.

Murongci hurriedly stood up and jumped out of the carriage, but his arm was held by one hand. She turned her head and saw Murong Yu close in front of her. She was shocked and almost fell off.

He doesn't have three heads and six arms, and he doesn't know how to eat people. Is he so scared?

"This king is pulling you, you go down slowly."

Murong Yu's deep and indifferent voice was shocking.

She thought silently, this palace is not a weak woman.

"no need."

She tried to earn her arm, but she couldn't earn it at all.

He clasped tightly, insisting on protecting her and asking her to go down carefully.

Murongci was annoyed and embarrassed, but here was the gate of Dali Temple, how many eyes were staring at him.

The servants of Dali Temple opened their eyes and looked stupid and petrified.

Why is the royal king so protective and considerate to His Royal Highness?

Who is Yuwang? He is the regent who holds six parts in his hand and controls the affairs of the state, and his power is in the hands of the people, and even his Majesty gives him three points in court. Furthermore, the imperial king is the banished immortal in the fairy mountain, the jade in the Qionglin, the expert in the sea of ​​clouds in Penglai, the spring boudoir dreamed by many ladies and the princesses and princesses of the countries. Bai Yueguang.

And now, he and His Royal Highness were standing on the carriage pulling and pulling.