Stunning beauty

"Taotao, are we familiar with Marquis Wenxin?"

In the early morning, in the inner courtyard of Li Garden, Li Ziye looked at Taotao who had started busy not far away and asked.

"Unfamiliar."

Taotao responded with a smile, "However, we have business dealings with the eldest grandson's family, and we naturally interact with Marquis Wenxin. It is reasonable for the young master to go and burn incense."

"That's good."

Li Ziye smiled slightly and said, "Xiaosi, let's go, let's go over together to pay homage to Marquis Wenxin and express our feelings."

"Yes!"

Xiao Si took the order and pushed his young master towards the outside of the courtyard.

"Xiao Ziye, aren't there more people?"

In the next room, Lord Yunying opened the window and joked, "You are now a thorn in the side of the Dashang royal family. Aren't you afraid that someone will chop you down in the street?"

"In broad daylight, in full view of everyone, who dares to commit murder in the streets of a large commercial capital."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "If he dares to come, I won't be able to welcome him in time. In this way, I can use the topic again."

"That's right. If your physical and mental eyes can't kill you, you will be in big trouble." Holy Lord Yunying agreed.

"I just thought the Holy Master was praising me."

Li Ziye responded and left with Xiaosi.

"Peach."

After the two left, Holy Master Yunying looked at Butler Li Yuan in the room not far away and asked, "Why did Xiao Ziye go to offer incense to Marquis Wenxin? What kind of show is this? Cats cry and mice pretend to be compassionate. .”

"In acting, you still have to perform the whole thing."

In the room, Taotao put down the account book in her hand and said with a smile, "Besides, those who went there today are basically the victims of Huaqing Pool. It would be good for everyone to connect with each other."

"Victims' fraternity?"

Holy Master Yunying had a strange look on his face and said, "It's so pitiful. Those victims couldn't guess that the real mastermind behind the scenes is actually among them."

However, this little thing shouldn't be worth a trip in person. It's strange, what exactly is Xiao Ziye going to do?

If Marquis Wenxin's death was arranged in advance, then today's incense burning must be as well.

So, then?

My head hurts so much, I can't think of anything.

Just about to use his intelligence to figure out someone's purpose, Holy Master Yun Ying shook his head vigorously and gave up on this unrealistic idea.

Forget it, these unrefined tricks are not suitable for her!

While the two were talking, Xiao Si pushed his young master in the front yard. In the courtyard, Li Junsheng was already waiting.

The three of them then got on two carriages and rushed towards Wenxinhou's Mansion together.

About half an hour later, far away from Wenxinhou's mansion, Li Yuan's carriage stopped and could no longer move forward.

I saw that the street where the Marquis's mansion was located was already occupied by carriages and sedan chairs, which shows how much of a sensation the death of Marquis Wenxin caused in the capital.

This is much more influential than the deaths of Zhang Qizheng and Prince Teng a few days ago.

Does Marquis Wenxin have such a great reputation? Of course not. What really caused a stir in all parties was that everyone was in danger under the shadow of the royal family.

Everyone was scared, so by offering incense to Marquis Wenxin, they came to hug each other to keep warm.

"It's so lively."

At the end of the street, Li Ziye got off the carriage, looked at the two rows of carriages and sedans parked in front of him, smiled and sighed.

During his lifetime, Marquis Wenxin probably did not expect that there would be such a grand event after his death.

Xiao Si pushed the young master on the machine chair towards the front mansion. Li Junsheng followed beside him, and soon he arrived in front of the Hou Mansion.

Before entering the mansion, the extremely lively scene in the mansion came into view.

None of the royal dignitaries who had finished offering incense had left, and they didn’t know what they were waiting for.

"Senior Ganyang."

After Li Ziye entered the house, many people came over to say hello. However, many people stood still. Obviously, Li Ziye was not the person they were waiting for.

Li Ziye saw everyone's different reactions, but didn't take them seriously.

He knew that the protagonist today was not him, but someone else.

In the mourning hall, Li Ziye and Li Junsheng offered incense to Marquis Wenxin and immediately came out to wait.

"The Fourth Highness and the Ninth Princess are here!"

Not long after, a loud voice spread throughout the mansion, and everyone in the mansion immediately became excited, except for the uncle and nephew of the Li family.

Everyone is waiting for someone, but the people the uncles and nephews of the Li family are waiting for are different from everyone else.

"Fourth Highness!"

After Mu Bai entered the mansion, all the royal dignitaries came forward and saluted respectfully.

Murong followed behind. Seeing the excitement and panic in everyone's eyes, he immediately understood that their eldest cousin's death was worth it.

In front of everyone's attention, the two people entered the mourning hall to offer incense. At this time, a rather harsh sound sounded outside the Hou Mansion, which made everyone present change their expressions.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess has arrived."

What was different from everyone else's reaction was that when the uncles and nephews of the Li family heard that Mu Xizi was coming, their eyes lit up.

"Why is she here? How dare she come and not be afraid of embarrassment!"

"Don't talk nonsense. With so many people, it's easy for something to happen."

"What are you afraid of? Her scandal has spread all over the capital. It's really disgusting."

In the mansion, everyone was talking a lot. Although the royal officials and dignitaries present were not clean and had done many unethical things, it was their nature to be lenient on oneself and strict on others. It would be disgusting for others to do what one can do. Shameful.

Under the strange looks of everyone, Mu Xizi also entered the mourning hall and offered incense to Marquis Wenxin.

"Second uncle."

Li Ziye reminded him, then turned the machine chair and walked forward.

There is a saying that everything that comes comes comes.

So how could he not do something?

"Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness, Princess."

After Mu Bai and Murong left the mourning hall, Li Ziye stepped forward and said consolingly, "My condolences."

Murong heard the word "sorrow" spoken by the people in front of him. For some reason, the sadness in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he even felt like laughing.

A cat cries a mouse?

"Brother, you talk to everyone, and I will have a few words with Professor Li."

Murong warned, stepped forward and pushed the machine chair, pushing away someone who was an eyesore.

"Your Highness Princess, I still have something to say to Your Highness the Fourth Highness." Seeing this, Li Ziye said with some dissatisfaction.

"Tell me if you have anything to say!"

Murong gritted his teeth and replied, "Li Jiaoxi, you are really our good ally. Why don't you give me an explanation for today's matter?"

"explain?"

Li Ziye looked confused and asked in confusion, "What do you mean by Her Highness the Princess's words?"

When Murong heard someone's answer, he became even more angry and said, "Just pretend."

"Isn't this result bad?"

Li Ziye smiled slightly, looked at the people in the mansion, and said softly, "Marquis Wenxin, you deserved to die."

While the two were talking, not far away, Li Junsheng stepped forward and walked to Mu Xizi, reminding him, "You shouldn't have come."

Mu Xizi glanced at the people around him and said with a complex expression, "Everyone is avoiding me, Junsheng, you should avoid suspicion too."

"When have I ever cared about other people's opinions?"

Li Junsheng said calmly, "Your Highness, the eldest princess, I am here to discuss something with you. Qingxuan, do you still recognize our daughter?"

(p.s: I’m writing now!)