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Because of these words, Zhao He almost tripped and fell. Even though he was supported by Li An's quick hands, his mind was blank.

Li An quickly asked, "This little brother, can you tell me which memorial hall it is?"

Li An looked at Zhaohe's pale face and found it a little hard to bear. She had just recovered from a severe illness, and all her hopes were placed on this big sister of the Xie Estate. Now that she suddenly heard the bad news, how could her tiny body handle it?

"Why are you asking so many questions …" Suspicion flashed within the attendant's eyes, as he was unwilling to speak.

Li An smiled gently. He didn't get angry, but took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and gave it to the little brother.

"My sister has always been on good terms with this Lady Zhu'er. I really can't bear to see her soulless body without a place to return to."

These two brothers and sisters had a good heart …

The young man hesitated for a moment before accepting the silver. He felt a sense of sadness that came from being a servant as he said, "Sigh, that place in the west side of the city. A servant like us can only be left there after we die."

Li An thanked him, then left with Zhao He in his arms.

On the other side, Yan Jiuke did not return to the princess' mansion as usual. Instead, he returned to his own mansion, a rare occurrence.

The moment he entered, Mo Ying appeared from the shadows and followed closely behind him. After he entered the study and sat down, his thoughts were finally clear.

He then instructed them in an orderly manner, "Go and check if there is anything abnormal with the Xie Clan before Xie Zhangxin's accident." "Also, did the Xie Clan's coffin contain her corpse or not?"

However, no one had ever seen the corpse of the third miss of the Xie Clan before. To the public, Xie Zhangzhen had fallen off a cliff and died, and when they found him, his corpse was so badly mutilated that it was a sight to behold.

Mo Ying accepted the order and silently retreated.

He even had a little bit of pride in his heart. His lord had given such a strange order, but there was no hint of curiosity on his face. He shamelessly praised his own professional ethics in his heart.

Yan Jiuke sat in front of the table, the expression on his face obscure and unexplainable. This was probably because he had discovered that he was abnormal, but was also unable to explain how he was abnormal.

When he thought of the blurry figure in front of the manor, his mood turned even worse. He had no idea why he cared so much about this woman.

At this time, the west side of the city also welcomed a couple of guests. A man and a woman, the man having a gentle and refined appearance, exuding a scholarly aura as he raised his hand. "The woman looked young, and only her sad, tired eyes could be seen beneath her veil.

"The two of you are …" Brother and sister? "

There was no master in the memorial hall, and the person who had been responsible for keeping watch over the body all year round was a man in his forties. He also had a cold aura of death, probably because he had been dealing with the dead all year round.

While Lee Ang was still conversing with the widower about their relationship, Zhao He had already found Zhu'er's corpse. She was still wearing the clothes she had seen before leaving the manor, so she looked extremely familiar.

"It's this lady. She has been here for quite some time. If no one comes to retrieve her, she might enter the unmarked cemetery."

Zhao He thanked the guard in a low voice.

When they arrived, the sky was already showing some signs of overcast. At this moment, there was actually snow falling from the outside.

The first snow of the winter.

Li An exclaimed as he reached out his hand to rummage through Zhu Er's corpse.

"Doctor Li, my sister's death …" Is there anything wrong with that? "

Li An cast a sidelong glance at Zhao He, muttering to himself irresolutely.

"This is poison killing."

In Zhao He's mind, the bowl of lotus seed soup that Lu'er offered appeared in his mind. The scene of her passing it to Zhu'er was clearly played back.

Seeing Zhao He's strange expression, Li An didn't continue speaking. Instead, he took out a silver needle from his sleeve and gently inserted it into the corpse. When he pulled it out, the part where the silver needle had entered the corpse had already turned black.

"No doubt about it."

A gust of wind blew outside, and the body guard saw that the snow was getting bigger and bigger. The house was not strong, so it couldn't collapse anymore.

The lotus seed soup fell down a cliff, and when things happened together, it formed a clear outline.

Zhu'er, after drinking a bowl of lotus seed soup by mistake, became her own scapegoat.

Her foolish actions of begging for self-defense and tolerating everything in the Xie Clan manor would only result in unscrupulous murder and a fresh life for Zhu'er.

Her royal father had always liked to use the ruler to beat her while he was still alive. As he knocked on the door, he asked, "If anyone bullies you, causes you harm, or degrade you, how about it?" Zhao He's eyes swept over the grief and exhaustion he felt earlier. In that case, he would tolerate it and eliminate it.

"It's my fault. You've been implicated and suffered a lot after following me."

Zhao He spoke to Zhu'er's corpse as if he was talking to himself.

"I will not let you die in vain. Just you wait below. I will not let go of those who harmed you."

At this moment, Zhao He was feeling sad over the death of Zhu'er. Back then, the Second Prince was not in a very good mood as he walked through the snowstorm back to his residence.

After entering the veranda in his courtyard, the Second Prince stopped in his tracks. The attendant behind him who was holding an umbrella silently withdrew his umbrella and retreated to a place not too far away.

"Your Highness, congratulations."

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the corridor. The Second Prince looked over in search of the source of the sound and could not suppress his anger. He then patted the snow on his fox skin cloak with a sinister gaze and sneered.

"Joy? What do I have to be happy about? "

The person who came was none other than the Alchemy Master from his house, Taoist Master Alchemy.

It was only because this strange person had some ability in alchemy, and the Second Prince needed to rely on his ability to please the Emperor, that he was rather courteous to him.

The Daoist Priest seemed to not have noticed the Second Prince's displeasure and was unable to contain his joy as he said:

"Today, the sky was snowing heavily, and this is an auspicious omen. There is also a Qilin within the mansion who has descended from the sky."

The Second Prince looked at the sky and then looked at the Daoist leader.

Even after holding back for a long time, he still couldn't find the words to say, "Have you gone stupid from refining pills?"

"Where is the talent at Kirin that Taoist spoke of?"

The Taoist moved to the edge of the veranda and said, "It's far away from the sky and right in front of your eyes."

The Second Prince followed his gaze and walked into a white-clothed gongzi from the end of the veranda.

The white robe looked as if it had been washed until it turned white, and the Second Prince's gaze swept over the people. He didn't find any of the gold, silver, or jade that young masters usually wore.

This confirmed his identity, cloth-clothed.

And it was a very poor piece of cloth.

Sure enough, that person stood not far in front of him and greeted him with a gentle gesture.

"This humble commoner from the Southern Huai City greets Your Highness."

This was the naked person who wanted to walk through the back door and introduce someone to him. The Second Prince muttered to himself as he thought about how he could tactfully reject the Daoist leader of the stage.

The Taoist leader did not know this, but maintained a foolish smile on his face.

"This King..." The Second Prince steeled his heart and refused, "This king has nothing to do. My good intentions will not go away."

There was another sentence that he did not say out loud.

You should go back and practice pill refining.

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