The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

Murongci asked coldly: "How are the Lan sisters getting along with other musicians and palace folks?"

Mo Fan was sweating coldly, wiping sweat after hand, and then replied: "They get along well with other palace people, and the minions are in charge of the entire Jiaofang Department. There are many affairs. It is not very clear... Maybe... Maybe There are a few older court ladies who bullied them...Oh, yes, they have a good relationship with the other two new musicians. Your Royal Highness can ask them."

The two musicians who entered the palace at the same time as the Lan sisters were named Bai Xiaorou and Qian Zi.

When they heard Jiao Fang mentioned them, they were even more frightened, and their whole bodies trembled.

The two girls who ate and lived with them died, how could they not be afraid?

If His Royal Highness believes that the deaths of the two girls are related to them, then they...think about it and feel terrible.

Shen Zhiyan beckoned them to come over, and asked: "You and the Lan sisters enter the palace together, do you eat and live together?"

"Yes..." Bai Xiaorou replied with a shiver, her chin almost poked to her chest.

"Did you bully them?" he asked harshly.

"How can the servant girl dare to bully? The servant girl, Ruoxuan and Ruowei studied music together, and stayed together day and night..." Qian Zi's voice trembled and broke.

"Did other palace members bully you?" Murong Ci asked coldly.

"It's not a bully... It's just that those older sisters who have been in the Jiaofang Si for a few years saw that the servants and maidservants were new, and their words were harsh and unpleasant."

"Have you ever beaten you?"

"No."

"Apart from you and Jiaofangsi's palace members, who else does the Lan sisters know?" Murongci asked again.

"The slave servants and them are studying music scores at the Jiaofang Division every day, and they don't know anyone outside of the Jiaofang Division." Qian Zi gradually became less scared.

"Have you seen them come into contact with anyone other than Jiaofang Division?"

"I haven't seen it." Bai Xiaojudo sounded like a mosquito, and Qian Zi's answer was the same.

"Is there anything unusual about the Lan sisters in the first two days?"

"No. As usual, study the score."

"The four of you live in the same bunk room. Did you find that their behavior was different from usual when you went to bed last night?"

Qian Zi and Bai Xiaorou thought for a while and shook their heads.

Murongci was almost discouraged, and then asked, "Isn't it strange that you didn't see them when you got up early this morning?"

Qian Zi replied: "Ruoxuan and Ruowei are very hardworking and generally get up earlier than the slaves. The slaves thought they were up this morning, and they had already gone to study music scores."

Murongci asked again: "You didn't see them later, don't you think it's weird?"

Qian Zi said: "When the slaves went to the temple of the collection of music scores and musical instruments to study the scores, it was really strange that they didn't see them. Afterwards, she never saw them. The slaves talked to Xiaorou about them, and asked other palace members and others. They all said that they had never seen them. Although the servants were a little confused, they thought that maybe they were going to do errands. I didn't expect such a big thing to happen."

Murongci thought for a while, and continued to ask: "After you fell asleep last night, did you ever wake up when you heard the abnormal sound?"

Bai Xiaoruan and Qianzi glanced at each other and shook his head to indicate no.

After asking so much, without any useful clues, Murongci and Shen Zhiyan were lost and helpless.

After that, they went to check the shop where the Lan sisters lived. Again, there was no gain.

I searched for the clothes, jewellery and bedding of the Lan sisters, but found nothing, but found a dozen taels of silver, which should have been rewarded by the son who listened to them in the Deyue Tower.

Shen Zhiyan took away the relics of the two deceased, and then asked some court ladies before returning to the East Palace.

Before leaving, Murongci suddenly remembered a very important thing: How did the Lan sisters know that Jiaofangsi recruited new students?

Mo Fan replied like this: "The minions sent people to post notices on the street. On the day of recruitment, there were more than 20 people to stand for the election. After three tests of minions, four people were finally selected."

She secretly wondered whether the Lan sisters saw the sign on the street and went to run for the election?

The guards didn't find two heads until the day faded to the west. Murong Ci passed on, and the search scope was expanded again.

"His Royal Highness, if the murderer is from the palace, then the murderer should not abandon the head of the deceased in the palace." He speculated, "It is possible that the murderer has taken out of the palace to abandon it, and it may be destroyed..."

"How did it ruin it? Can you chop up your head, cook it, and fry it?" She curled her lips.

"Just burn it." Shen Zhiyan admired His Royal Highness's heavy taste very much, thinking about it, he felt that it was an indescribable thing.

"By the way, do you want Lan Mengse to enter the palace to recognize the corpse tomorrow?"

"Better let them recognize the corpses. I will take them into the palace tomorrow morning."

After a busy day without any clues, Murongci felt exhausted and went to bed early.

In the dim, she seemed to notice someone in front of the bed, and there was a dark shadow sitting there for a long time. She wanted to wake up and tried to open her eyes, but she couldn't open them anyway, as if her soul was caught by something weird, she just couldn't wake up.

Then, she seemed to hear a deep, anxious voice, as if calling her name, Aci, Aci, Aci...

She woke up suddenly and saw the snow face that was too familiar to be familiar in the boundless darkness. Suddenly she felt relieved and wanted to rely on.

Murong Yu held her tenderness and said softly, "Have you had a nightmare?"

Murongci's breathing eased, and he pulled out his hand to prepare to go down, but he heard him ask, "What do you want to do?"

"My palace is thirsty..."

"Don't come down, I'll pour tea."

He hurried to pour a cup of tea, and when he came back he held the cup to her lips.

She took it and drank it all, and he took the tea cup back and put it on the case.

"What time is it?" She looked out, Ruyi was very asleep, and wanted to come and be spotted by him.

"It's still early, Hai Shizheng." Murong Yu's voice was exceptionally gentle.

Murongci got out of bed and stood in front of the window. The night breeze was chilling, and I stepped into the window, the chill chilled his sleeves, his cheeks and fingertips.

Her temples fluttered in the night breeze, her sleeves fluttered, and the cold made her mind more sober, "Are you still out of the palace?"

"Today there are a lot of government affairs, and when the memorials are approved, it is already dark." Murong Yu stood beside her, dressed as the wind, rich and graceful, "You have to take care of your own body when you are investigating the case. Don't be tired. fell."

"It's a mere case, I can't get tired of it."

"I heard that there was a murder in the palace, and it was a headless female corpse."

She nodded, surprised at Ning He's mood at this moment, and she could talk to him peacefully, "This case is quite bizarre. The two deceased's palaces met twice in Deyuelou half a month ago, but they didn't expect them. Will die in the palace..."

She briefly talked about the murder case, and also said all the parts involving Qin Gongzi, "Qin Gongzi and Zhuijinfang should not be suspected. If they want to kill, they are unlikely to kill in the palace."

Murong Yu said in a low voice: "This case is indeed strange and weird. Two thin horses from Yangzhou became headless female corpses in the palace, and they were spread out. It was terrifying enough. The storyteller of the teahouse and wine shop has a new story to tell. It is indeed impossible for Zhuijinfang. , And I don’t have the guts to enter the palace and kill people, Young Master Qin...I don’t want to jump to conclusions."

"Now my palace and Zhiyan have no idea."

"Lan Mengse took the risk of seeking help from Shen Zhiyan in the Taifu's Mansion in order to find two younger sisters. It is also considered to be affectionate and righteous. It is often said that Yangzhou Slim Maduo is a kind and righteous person. I didn't believe it before, so I wrote it back."

"Could someone push the Yangzhou thin horse to the Imperial Palace?" Murong Ci joked.

"In the first half year of my return to the court, there were indeed many people who went to the palace to squeeze all kinds of beauties, including Yangzhou thin horses with good looks." Murong Yu laughed at himself, "Do you know why the Huaiyang area is popular to raise thin horses?"

"The Huaiyang area is rich and rich, the rich and the rich live together, and the poor are desperate for extravagance. In order to satisfy the absurd and lustful desires of the rich and the rich and pursuing novelty, they bought beautiful-looking girls from poor families and taught them for a few years. Sell ​​them to rich people at high prices as concubines. In the final analysis, it is your men's peculiar needs for **** that have a woman's miserable fate." She stared at him badly, as if she regarded him as that kind of man.

"Salt merchants live in the Huaiyang area. It can be described as one of the richest. The poor are extremely eager to be comparable to the royal family. It is these salt merchants that make Yangzhou become prosperous and prosperous. I want to know how the rich and powerful salt merchants choose thin horses. Is it?" He said calmly, deliberately piqued her interest.

Murongci shook his head, "How to choose?"

Murong Yu said: "Yangzhou thin horses are divided into three grades. The top graders have good looks and temperament, are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy. It can help the husband with housework; the low-grade ones are not good looking, illiterate, and good at knitting female celebrities. The rich and wealthy people must choose the top-grade thin horses, the price is two to three thousand taels. If it is stunning, the price can reach five thousand taels. "

Murong's speech is astounding, it turns out that Yangzhou Slim Horse still has this kind of doorway in this industry.

"Like Lan Mengse, it's a top-grade thin horse."

"It should be a top-grade thin horse." He smiled slightly, "The Lan Ruoxuan and Lan Ruowei you have seen should also be top-grade thin horses."

"But even if these women enter the rich and powerful people's house, they are still concubines. How can they have status? Are they not the life of being bullied?" She sighed for those women with miserable fate.

"Then it depends on their good fortune."

"You know so much about Yangzhou Slim Horse, did you buy it?" She raised her eyebrows.

"Jealous?" Murong Yu asked without answering, with a smile.

"Who is jealous?" Murong Ci snorted coldly, don't look away.

He stretched out his arms and rubbed her into his arms, and hugged her from behind, "The night wind is sour."

She tried her best to break his hand, but she couldn't break it. She couldn't help but annoyed and said, "Don't let go?"

He chuckled in her ears, "If you admit that you are jealous, I'll let go."

She quietly lifted her foot, preparing to step on it hard, but found that she was flying into the air-being picked up by him!

He held her straight to the bed, and she jumped down neatly, "You can stay, sleep on the ground!"

Murong Yu put on a broken heart and hurt, "You have the heart to let me sleep on the ground? It's very cold at night now."

"If you don't sleep on the ground, then roll away, my palace will not see it."

"Okay. Where's the quilt?" He wanted to cry without tears, looking like he had been bullied and hurt.

"Go and get it in the closet."