Quick wear: the blackened boss is fierce and clingy

Chapter 33 The Great Demon King Is Not Good To Coax 33
Lu Huaiqing continued: "So, most embroidery workers in the palace will stay in the palace until they die. Only a very few have amnesty and can leave."

"Embroiderers leaving the palace will have records." Lu Huaiqing's eyes were clear, and she shook Tang Shu's arm very excitedly.

"Do you know what that means?"

Tang Shu was dizzy from being shaken, and calmly pushed away the paws of the little lord.

Lu Huaiqing: "This means that we can follow this clue to find Fenniang's true identity!"

Tang Shu applauded cooperatively.

Young Master: "..."

The young master is still very excited, and can't wait to go to the palace to find a qualified embroidery worker.

Tang Shu didn't move, she stared at the pillow for a few seconds.

After a while, Tang Shu picked up the pillow and found a purse underneath.

Red embroidered surface, soft and delicate stitches, embroidered with a pair of cross-necked mandarin ducks.

The mandarin duck embroidery on this purse is completely different from other things in the room. Tang Shu saw a trace of tenderness in it, which made her whole heart calm down instantly.

Tang Shu took a few glances, then silently put the purse into her arms.

outside.

Lu Huaiqing looked impatient and urged: "Hurry up, we can go to the palace before dark."

Tang Shu clicked her tongue: "Aren't you going to question the villagers?"

Lu Huaiqing: "..."

"not going."

Half an hour later, Tang Shu and his party parted from the young master.

It was inconvenient for Tang Shu and the others to enter the palace, so the task of investigating Fenniang fell on the young master.

According to the agreement, Tang Shu took the big devil to meet up with the hero and heroine.

The two sides exchanged clues.

The prefect who just died had a regular wife and six concubines at home.

The prefect spends earth like gold in front of him, and he is extremely feminine.

There is a joke in the market that the prefect is old and strong.

When he was young, he often went to brothels. His wife, Liu Shi, had a lot of troubles, and she just turned a blind eye for many years.

However, just ten years ago, the prefect suddenly changed his mind and never went into the brothel again.

Over the past ten years, he has worked hard and occasionally went to temples with his wife and children to burn incense and pray for blessings.

The other deceased was a well-known cloth merchant in the city.

A wealthy cloth merchant, he was also an amorous libertine when he was young, and his family had many wives and concubines, which was even more exaggerated than the prefect.

In short, when it comes to cloth merchants, it is unavoidable that they are all luxurious and rich and smell like copper.

Luo Zhiyao said: "Your direction is right, Fenniang may be the breakthrough."

Tang Shu nodded. After thinking about it, she finally didn't talk about the purse.

The purse is a bit weird, but there are too few clues at present, Tang Shu doesn't plan to say it now, it may disturb other people's thinking.

After dark, several people returned to their rooms to rest after eating.

The case will be left to continue investigation tomorrow during the day.

After taking a shower, Tang Shu lay on the bed and took out the purse from her arms.

Tang Shu leaned in and smelled it. There was a nice scent on the purse. After opening it, it was indeed filled with spices.

Tang Shu wasn't sure if the purse had anything to do with Fenniang.

However, the purse looks like it has been around for some years, since it was placed under the pillow by Fenniang, it should have some special meaning.

Tang Shu stopped thinking about it, put her purse in her arms, and turned off the lights.

late at night.

Tang Shu had a nightmare and woke up covered in sweat.

It's hot.

Tang Shu sat up slowly and lifted the quilt.

His forehead, nose tip, and even his back were soaked with sweat.

The girl's snow-white cheeks were steamed into an unusually beautiful crimson color.

Tang Shu's fingers curled up, feeling that she couldn't use her strength.

Throat is dry and it feels like...a stranded fish.

(End of this chapter)