Black Lotus Concubine's Case-solving Notes

Li Yunyu stood up and said calmly, "I don't think I need to send you off. I just saw your second brother while hunting in the distance. He will come to you soon."

"Xie Haoxuan?" Feng Jia frowned, "Why is he here?"

Li Yunyu also frowned: "Don't you know that your second brother has joined the Zhonglang Camp, is a fifth-rank official, and is now the royal guard of the Princess of Nancheng?"

"And this time at the Cheng'en Temple Buddha Bathing Festival, Princess Nancheng is also on the list of invited guests."

Xie Haoxuan actually pledged allegiance to the Princess of Nancheng?

Princess Nancheng has always been on good terms with the Ninth Prince. Does this mean that Xie Haoxuan’s real master is the Ninth Prince Xu Mao?

Feng Jia couldn't help but think of Xiao Jun. It was obvious that he was from the Prince's Mansion, so even if Xie Qian was not loyal to the Prince, at least there was a conflict of interest. Xie Li from the third room was loyal to the Seventh Prince of the current dynasty and was not in the same faction as Xie Qian. She knew this in her previous life.

In the end, only Xie Hui from the fourth room was left.

Feng Jia didn't know who he was loyal to. Xie Hui was an unpredictable person. No matter if it was his colleague in the court in his previous life or his fourth uncle whom he was in contact with in the Xie Mansion now, he gave people the feeling that he would stay out of everything that had nothing to do with him. But if his interests were violated, he would stab you in the back. Such a person was more insidious and terrifying than Xie Qian.

Li Yunyu said, "I guess the Princess of Nancheng met the Xie Mansion's carriage on the way, and when she heard that you were missing, she sent your second brother to look for you."

"Maybe." Feng Jia came back to his senses.

"I should go now." Li Yun glanced at the sky. "When you leave the temple, keep going south and you will meet your second brother."

"Thank you," Feng Jia said sincerely, and then remembered something, "I will do what I promised you, but how can I pass the message to you?"

"Just stay here. If I need anything, I'll find a way to contact you." He put the hat he had taken off back on his head, his tone cold.

"You'd better think of an excuse here, how to be chased and how to be rescued."

Feng Jia immediately understood what he meant and said with a smile: "Brother Yunyu, don't worry, I won't mention you, let alone reveal your whereabouts."

It's easier to talk to smart people. Li Yunyu nodded and said, "Xie Lanzhao, we will see each other again."

After saying that, the black figure flew out like lightning and quickly disappeared into the woods.

The smile on Feng Jia's face also came to an abrupt end. She took off all her disguises and her expression became as dull as water.

She sat down slowly, picked up a wooden stick that was burnt black by fire, and wrote the two words "Yun Yu" on the ground.

No last name, probably a pseudonym.

He is a martial arts expert, can come and go freely, and has great martial arts skills, unlike an ordinary thief.

The black iron sword on his back was only five feet long, shorter than an ordinary sword. The pattern was very ordinary and the material was not precious, so its origin could not be guessed for the time being.

Unlike the people in the green forest, they know everything about the palace. People in the palace?

But his martial arts style is not like that of Jinyiwei or Zhonglangying. Maybe he is a deadpool or secret agent raised by some noble family.

This person has a cold personality, but he is willing to help her when he sees her in trouble. At least he is not a purely bad person.

Feng Jia threw the stick into the fire until the flames licked away, then she stood up and slowly walked out. That man was too dangerous, and forming an alliance with him was like seeking the skin of a tiger, so it would be better to see him less often in the future.

The scenery outside was beautiful. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the dense forest onto Feng Jia, making her feel warm.

She untied the cloth wrapped around her chest, threw it on the ground, and then headed south.

……

"Sir! We found Miss Nine!"

"Where!" Xie Haoxuan grabbed the messenger's collar, his pupils bloodshot with anxiety.

The messenger pointed to one side: "It's in the woods ahead!"

Xie Haoxuan ran for several miles and saw the unconscious Feng Jia not far away. She was lying there with no sign of breathing.

Xie Haoxuan was shocked.

He reached out and checked for breath.

Fortunately, I'm alive.

Xie Haoxuan exhaled a breath of foul air, his tense muscles relaxed, he carefully helped her up, and gently patted her bloodstained face: "Xiaojiu, wake up."

Feng Jia slowly opened her eyes.

"It's me, I'm the second brother!" Xie Haoxuan said anxiously.

"Second brother..." Feng Jia seemed to regain consciousness slowly. After seeing the person coming, big tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. Her trembling hands tightly grasped the corner of Xie Haoxuan's clothes: "Second brother, someone wants to kill me..."

"Who is it?" Xie Haoxuan looked at her bloodied body and felt so distressed. "Who is so bold as to attack the girl from the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"I don't know," Feng Jia bit her lip, "I only know that it was four men in black. They said they were hired by my employer to kill me. They knew my name and my appearance clearly, and even knew the route we were taking to Cheng'en Temple. They ambushed me along the way..."

His ninth sister had been in the capital for less than two months. Who had she offended that she had the nerve to hire someone to kill someone on the official road?

"Could it be..." Xie Haoxuan didn't say anything else.

In his eyes, this ninth sister is innocent and kind, just a half-grown child. He doesn't want her to be exposed to the inner house struggles too early.

"Brother will help you investigate this matter," Xie Haoxuan asked her to stand up, and then he found the wound on her chest. His eyes immediately became fierce, "If I know who that person is, no matter who it is, brother will help you get revenge!"

Even if that person was his stepmother, the eldest lady in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The only person Xie Haoxuan could think of was Meng. Only she had the motive and financial resources, and knew so much information.

"I'll take you back to Xie Mansion now." Xie Haoxuan picked up Feng Jia and carried her sideways.

"No," Feng Jia shook her head, "Second brother, take me to find the Xie Mansion's convoy."

"You are so badly injured, why are you still going to that damn Cheng'en Temple? When you are better, I will accompany you there again!"

Sometimes when she looked at Xie Haoxuan, she would think of her brother Feng Yu. Brother Yu would also stand by her side without hesitation like this and use his shoulders to protect her from the wind and rain.

Feng Jia smiled sincerely: "Thank you, brother, but I can't go back."

"Why?" Xie Haoxuan was puzzled.

Feng Jia looked at the sky from afar: The person who wanted to kill me must be very happy now, but I won't let her have her way! Not only do I want to go back, but I also want to be healthy and stand in front of her intact, so that she will be furious and furious! She will be so angry that she dares not say anything! Isn't this wonderful?"

Xie Haoxuan was stunned.

He didn't expect that the ninth sister, who looked innocent and cute, was actually a white-cut black?

But this idea sounds like...

It’s really cool!

Feng Jia said: "Second brother, before that, I want to go to another place."

Is there any other place that we must go? Xie Haoxuan wondered: "Where?"

Feng Jia said: "The crime scene."