The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

The bright sun is shining, the summer breeze is smoky, and the branches and leaves are luxuriant, casting thick shades.

Murongci suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is Sun Yumei's death suspicious?"

Shen Zhiyan shook his head, "I went to Feng's house and inquired with Feng's neighbors. Feng Ke and Sun Yumei have a very good relationship, and the family is harmonious."

She wondered: "The fish in Xiaoyue Pond is impossible to eat people, and the fish in Luohe can't eat people. So what kind of insects and beasts bit Sun Yumei and the deer like that?"

His eyes were slightly cold, "I haven't thought that the mystery of Blood Rain under His Highness Qingyuan has not been understood yet."

In the past two days, he couldn't sleep at night, and he couldn't think of a reason even after thinking about it. He encountered an unprecedented challenge. In the past, no matter how paradoxical, no matter how miraculous homicide, no matter how precise and clever the layout, no matter how hard to catch the murderer, he could detect it. But this time, he felt a deep sense of frustration.

A song, blood jade from heaven, blood rain from His Highness Qingyuan, fish cannibalism, simple layout, but without any clue, he couldn't catch the most critical thread.

He didn't know what the terrible consequences would be if he didn't understand these things in time.

"My palace wants to visit Qingyuan Hall." Murong resigned.

"Well, I'll go too." Shen Zhiyan suddenly turned to look at His Royal Highness, stunned.

The sunny daylight shining on His Royal Highness’s face, the gorgeous beauty of the world is condensed and condensed, and it is not as good as the thrush of His Highness, especially those eyes, which are as clear and clear as colored glaze, and shine like a jade. Shen Ruoyu with slender eyebrows...It is a mysterious abyss that will sweep people's souls into it...

Murongci saw him look dazed, and asked, "What's the matter?"

He realized that he was lost, and said awkwardly: "It's nothing, it's just that something flashes by, but I can't catch it."

"What is it?" she asked.

"It's just a flash, I can't catch it." He walked forward with a guilty conscience.

At that moment, a crazy idea emerged in his mind-he, who was used to seeing His Royal Highness's looks, actually felt that His Royal Highness was a bit of a woman's beauty.

Even more beautiful than other women.

He quickened his pace to dispel the absurd and ridiculous thoughts.

When he came to Qingyuan Hall, Murongci went to see his father first.

Although rumors in and outside the palace were flying in the sky, the ruling and the opposition were shaking, and people were panicked, but the Qingyuan Palace was already closed, and no one would tell Murong Cheng these things.

She issued a blockade order, and if anyone dared to reveal a little bit to her father, she should be dealt with strictly.

The father's body recovered slowly, and he was in good spirits today, and he asked about her homework.

"Father, don't worry, your son will be a competent prince." She smiled brightly, "Father also promised his son, he would be safe and quiet."

"Good, good. I no longer believe in the nonsense of those Taoist leaders, and no longer pursue immortality." Murong Cheng smiled lovingly, "You have to learn more from the royal king, and learn how to govern the country and the country."

"Children will be."

To say a few more words, Murong resigned and withdrew, and saw the two servants put a wooden ladder under the eaves of the palace.

Shen Zhiyan said: "His Royal Highness, I will go up and take a look."

She urged: "You be careful."

The two guards held the wooden ladder to guard, and Shen Zhiyan stepped up and climbed to the top of the hall.

She walked a long distance and looked up. He climbed up gently and cautiously, looking at the roof of the temple.

The sunlight poured down, and the yellow glazed tiles glowed dazzlingly.

Finally, he stood on the highest point of the temple, waved at her, showing a brilliant smile.

If he didn't want to expose his skills, Murong Ci wanted to go up and see.

After inspecting a cup of tea, Shen Zhiyan came down.

After leaving the Qingyuan Hall, she eagerly asked, "Have you found anything?"

"I didn't find it." In fact, he had already expected this result, and he could only feel relieved by going up and inspecting it himself. "That rain washed away all the clues that might be left behind."

"This result is expected." She exhaled disappointedly.

"His Royal Highness, I think this matter is not over yet, and the people behind the scenes will not stop." Shen Zhiyan's elegant face showed a mysterious smile.

"Jade stealing the country..." Murong Ci couldn't imagine that the heavily guarded Qingyuan Palace would undergo shocking changes.

If the scene of the father falling in a pool of blood becomes a reality, how will she endure it?

The people behind the scenes will not stop, does it mean that the father is the one who has the trouble next?

In an instant, the limbs lost all strength, and the cold air rose from the soles of the feet, as if an invisible hand was kneading her heart, she was clutching her heart, out of breath...

Shen Zhiyan was surprised to see her face pale and panting, "His Royal Highness..."

She bent her legs slightly and was about to fall. He quickly supported her, "Your Highness, what's the matter with you?"

Murongci grabbed his arm and barely stabilized his body, "The next thing...will it be the father..."

Steal the country! That person steals the country...

The palace was transformed, blood flowed into rivers, corpses became mountains, and the blossoming, magnificent, majestic palace became a **** Shura hell.

"His Royal Highness, don't think about it." Shen Zhiyan calmly soothed, "All civil and military officials know what happened in the past few days. There are many discussions and speculations among them. Many people have guessed what we guessed. However, my father said, although he Quan is in the hands of the opposition, but the palace, Gyeongsong and Gyeonggi have not changed recently."

"Shen Taifu really said that?" She stared at him, her weak and restless eyes with infinite expectation.

Yes, Qin Ruo had already sent someone to stare at the movements of the Imperial Palace, staring at the movements inside and outside the city, she couldn't possibly be ignorant of any changes.

She was too nervous.

He nodded solemnly, and His Highness's eyes were filled with deep panic and apprehension.

Accompanied by His Royal Highness for so many years, it is the first time that he has seen His Royal Highness react so much, revealing his true feelings.

The palace walls are crimson, the palace roads are deep, and the summer breeze passes by.

Murong Yu turned out from a palace gate and watched the two people in front of him slowly walk away.

Shen Zhiyan supported Murongci, like a traveler in a violent storm, hand in hand, life and death dependent.

Xunfeng brushed away the coldness in Murong Yu's face, but could not remove the layer of frost in his eyes.

...

There are thousands of lights in Luoyang City, and the palace is shining brightly.

The night breeze blows, and the swaying branch shadows leave a chaotic shadow on the vermilion palace wall.

Qin Ruo came back from the outside. She lowered her head, as if she was worried, and asked casually: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you go to take your Royal Highness's robe?"

"It's nothing."

Qin Ruo walked into the bedroom and carefully put his Royal Highness's robe into the red sandalwood suitcase.

Murongci sat in front of the case, holding a book and reading, "Qin Ruo, why is it so late to come back?"

Qin Ruo has always been clear-cut and has his own opinions.

Qin Ruo came over, "His Royal Highness, when the slave went to the Liushang Palace to pick up his clothes, I heard something that was a bit unusual."

The robes of the master of the palace were not washed by the clothes, but by the Shangfu Bureau under the Liushang Bureau, and the robes of the Prince of the East Palace were also in charge of the Shangfu Bureau. The Liushang Bureau is located in the inner courtyard of the harem, far away from the east palace.

If Qin wanted to leave today, he would personally go to Liushangju to take his Royal Highness's robes.

"What's the matter?" Murong Ci's interest was aroused, and Qin Ruo felt that something unusual must be weird.

"The slaves listened to the court ladies of the Shangfu Bureau discussing under the wall. They said that two people had died in the Spring Wuyuan." Qin Ruo replied.

"Oh? Who?

"The minion doesn't know. The minion took the clothes and rushed to the Spring Wuyuan, just to see the four servants dragging two sacks out, trying to drag the corpses out of the palace and throw them into the mass grave."

Located in the northwest of the imperial palace, Chunwuyuan is the most remote, dirtiest, and darkest courtyard. The concubine who committed the crime, and the concubine who was relegated to the concubine of the crime, were all locked up there. As long as they step into the threshold of the Spring Wuyuan, it means that their lives are over and there is no more hope.

Murongci thought it was something weird, and his eyes returned to the booklet, "Isn't it normal that people die in Chunwu Courtyard every day?"

Qin Ruo said: "The slaves heard the maids say that the two of them had been dead for three or four days, and their bodies were pale, different from ordinary dead people."

Murongci seemed to think of something, and immediately stood up, his eyes condensed slightly, and he said after a moment: "Ruyi, change clothes for this palace."

"It's so late, your Royal Highness is going to go out?" Ruyi just came in and heard His Highness's words, and immediately objected, "Your Royal Highness, your wind and cold are not yet complete. It's night again. You can't leave the palace."

"Qin Ruo." Murong Ci unbuttoned his robe on his own, winking at Qin Ruo.

Qin Ruo stepped forward in silence to change his Royal Highness's clothes.

Ruyi angrily said to Qin Ruo: "How can you let your Highness go out for danger? These few days are not peaceful, and so many things have happened, and this turbulent one has to go out, just in case... Can't your Highness stay in the East Palace in peace?"

Qin Ruo chuckled, "My good wishes, you and I can't stop what your Highness decides. You stay here to deal with it, and be smart."

While speaking, Murong Ci had finished changing his clothes. She patted her bulging face, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "It's up to you here."

Ruyi watched them leave and sighed long.

It’s out of time to go out from the gate of the East Palace at this time. It’s safest to leave the palace from the secret path.

Riding on two horses, Murong Ci and Qin Ruo went straight to the Taifu's Mansion.

The lantern at the gate of Taifu's house was hanging high, Murong waited by the side, and Qin Ruo knocked on the door.

Not long after, the next person opened the door, poked his head out and asked: "Who are you looking for?"

"Excuse me, is Shen Shaoqing in the mansion? I am from Dali Temple, and I am in a hurry to find Shen Shaoqing."

Qin Ruo politely said that only by lifting out of Dali Temple can he see Shen Zhiyan the fastest.

When the man heard the words "Dali Temple", he immediately went to report.

Because the eldest master said, anyone from Dali Temple should report it immediately, without delay.

Within a moment, Shen Zhiyan hurried over, and when he saw Qin Ruo, he knew that His Royal Highness was outside.

He dismissed his servant first, then walked over to Murong and said in a low voice: "Why is your Royal Highness leaving the palace so late? But in a hurry?"