Ansair looked at Darlene coldly, and pulled his arm from her arms.

"Your Highness, please trust me," Darlene said with a pale face, which looked even more pitiful against the black hair.

"I don't believe the words of any elves." Ansair's eyes were cold: "If the elves still have medicine to save them, the holy spring will not freeze."

"Your Highness, how could you do this!" Darlene looked at Ansair in disbelief: "That Colin, it's not that simple at all. On the night my sister died, I saw him with my own eyes. He was peeping in the dark. Like a god of death, without a trace of expression!"

Ansair was silent and didn't make a sound.

"Our elves on Cleveland Road got together for a meeting and shared the hidden rules they know. Your Highness, do you know? Hunters have the consciousness of killing gods. When they are emotionally extreme, they will kill unconsciously. Maybe Colin He didn't even know he killed someone, but he was a hunter!" Darlene was breathing heavily, her chest heaving.

"Think about it, did Colin have extreme emotions on the night of my sister's death?" Darlene looked at Ansair eagerly, and glanced at the door from the corner of her eye, for fear that Colin would break in suddenly.

Ansair's face was a little pale.

"Your Highness..." Darlene's eyes were full of tenderness, and she hugged Ansair slowly: "You are the savior of our elves, I admire you, and I will not deceive you."

"Get out." Ansair dodged Darlene's leaning body in disgust, pushed open the door and walked out: "You make me sick, it's best not to let me see you again."

Darlene stood there aggrieved, tears rolled in her eyes, but she refused to let them flow out.

Ansair walked to the door and found that Colin was standing at the door, playing with the golden ball containing the incense pills.

"Why didn't you come in?" Ansair was a little dissatisfied: "I was upset by that woman, and you didn't come to save me."

Qinglan raised her head and glanced at Ansair with a meaningful look.

"Let's go." Ansair felt a little uncomfortable being watched by Qinglan.

That night, the king and queen summoned Ansair inexplicably. Qinglan stood guard in front of the gate and waited for nearly two hours before seeing Ansair and Duke Eddie come out together.

"Duke Eddie." Colin saluted Duke Eddie.

Duke Eddie's expression was not very good. After saying goodbye to Ansair briefly, he left in a carriage.

Ansair had a pensive expression all the way, and Colin didn't bother him.

After returning to the castle, Ansair said, "The king asked me to give a lecture. Our whereabouts during the day have been exposed."

Qing Lan frowned slightly, she didn't feel anyone following her during the day.

"Let me keep my identity, don't have too much contact with those lowly people, and said a lot of truth." Ansair complained to Qinglan, more like reporting the situation: "Also, there have been several cases of nobles missing recently. The case seems to be very difficult."

"I understand the truth, but why did you call Duke Eddie to watch?" Ansair grabbed Qing Lan's hand and pressed his chest.

"What are you doing standing up? Sit down." Ansair was somewhat dissatisfied with Qing Lan's indifference: "You also dislike me for having contact with that idiot?"

Qinglan wanted to sit down as promised, but Ansair held her hips in mid-air with one hand, wrapped her arms around her waist, and transferred Qinglan to her lap.

Qinglan stared fixedly at Ansair, who showed a satisfied expression, hugged Qinglan tightly, and took a few deep breaths on Qinglan.

Ansair leaned into Qinglan's arms with a face of enjoyment, and moved his hands on Qinglan's back a little unsteadily.

"Qinglan, trust me, I just want to protect you." Ansair's voice was full of charm.

Qing Lan lowered her head, looked at the top of Ansair's hair, and gently kissed her.

Ansair's body froze, he raised his head a little excitedly, met Qing Lan's chin and Bai Nen's neck, and couldn't help kissing them lightly.

Qing Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, and her breathing became longer subconsciously.

Ansair slightly rubbed Qinglan's white chin with the tip of his nose, and kissed the lips of the man in his arms. The tip of his tongue lightly touched and moistened the lips of the two. Qinglan responded to Ansair unskillfully There is a faint blur in the eyes.

The holy spring of the elves in the real world suddenly burst into waves, and the priest stood beside the holy spring, watching the holy spring bubble up in dumbfounded.

The temperature of the air seemed to be rising slowly, Qinglan suddenly pushed Ansair away, stood up from Ansier's lap, took two steps back, her face was slightly pink.

Ansair looked at Qinglan innocently, and pulled the quilt aside to cover up some criminal evidence.

"Honey." Ansair looked at Qinglan innocently: "Help me get the book on the table in the study?"

Qing Lan left in a hurry, with nine points of pretended calm on her face, but she couldn't hide her emotion.

Seeing Qing Lan leave, Ansair lifted the quilt and glanced somewhere, then glanced at the clock on the wall with a reddish face.

"Qinglan...I'm sorry..." A murmured voice sounded in the room, accompanied by the "tick" of the clock, it seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Qinglan was looking for the book Ansair mentioned in the study. There was a stack of books on the desk, but Ansair didn't say which one he wanted.

Qing Lan picked up the books and flipped through them one by one, and found that Ans Ayer had recently read books about history and the Royal Brief. Qing Lan opened the Royal Brief and browsed quickly. After a younger brother and two sisters, there was no follow-up.

Qinglan turned to an article about Ansair. Ansier's name here is not Ansier, but Heinhill Albert Edward Windsor.

The last time I heard Duke Eddie called Ansair "Hine", Qing Lan hadn't looked into it carefully yet.

Qinglan followed Ansair, turned forward, and found Ansair's parents, who are the current king and queen. The king has three younger sisters and one older brother.

elder brother?Qing Lan remembers that the titles here are based on primogeniture. Since Duke Eddie is older than the king, why is he a Duke instead of a king?

Qing Lan carefully studied the background of Duke Eddie, and as expected, Duke Eddie was really not the son of the previous queen.

Duke Eddie's biological mother was not recorded in the brief history, and Qinglan suddenly remembered Ansair's complaint today.

The only thing I and Ansair did wrong today was to take Darlene into the apartment. If the king and queen blamed Ansair, the only reason was that Ansair "hidden a girl in a golden house", and there was still a hidden one. Female branch female.

Then why call Eddie Duke?Perhaps, it was for Ansair to learn from it. Duke Eddie is a good old man, and he has never had any gossip with his daughter-in-law. The only daughter-in-law who has contact with Duke Eddie is likely to be Duke Eddie. The unnamed mother.

If Duke Eddie is the murderer who killed the daughter-in-law, then some things can make sense, such as the inspector, who was originally blocked by Ansair, but then suddenly calmed down.

The reason is very likely to be the scented pills from Duke Eddie on Qinglan. Duke Eddie may have other plans for sending the scented pills to Qinglan. Duke Eddie must have left behind at the scene where the second female branch was killed. The smell of this incense pill is likely to be on the body of the dead female branch girl.

This fragrant pill is made of Longyanxiang, which is very expensive. Why does a female Zhinu have this smell on her body?Either it was infected by the benefactor or the murderer, and the benefactor and the murderer are likely to be the same person!

Relying on the smell, the inspector has basically determined that Qing Lan is the murderer, so the inspector calms down, and if there is a suspect, all he needs to do is find evidence.

Coupled with the previous consciousness of killing gods, Qing Lan thought of Duke Eddie's very bad face today, there must be a murder case tonight!

Qinglan put down the book in her hand, and just took two steps when she suddenly remembered something.

Qinglan looked in the direction of Ansair's room, since you think so, then I will do as you wish.

Qing Lan left the castle without hesitation, lurking opposite Darlene's apartment.

Qing Lan watched a man in a black cloak enter the apartment, and when Darlene's screams sounded, Qing Lan rushed into the apartment and found Darlene's room accurately. In a state of panic, the man in black scratched the back of his left hand and chest.

The man in black resisted desperately, finally escaped from Qinglan's hands, and left the apartment in a staggered manner.

Qing Lan looked at Darlene's terrified eyes and bleeding stomach with a blank face, and watched her take her last breath indifferently.

Qinglan pulled up the chair she had fallen down on and sat for a while before the inspector came with someone.

"It really is you!" The inspector rushed forward.

"It's not me." Qing Lan said extremely calmly, "I stabbed the murderer on the back of his left hand and chest. You can search the whole city."

"Sophistry!" The inspector arrested Qing Lan involuntarily, and Qing Lan didn't have the slightest intention of resisting, and was arrested and thrown into prison obediently throughout.

Early the next morning, Lance looked at the newly detained Colin with disbelief on his face: "Hey, buddy, I was still counting on you to lead me to prosperity, why did you come to this poor place first?"

Qinglan looked up at Lance, without any sense of being a prisoner: "For love."

Ke Lin has received great attention from the society by brutally murdering three female branches one after another. Reporters from newspapers have been interviewing Ke Lin. Ke Lin also emphasizes that he is not the murderer. , and chest.

He was obviously in prison, but he was treated like a celebrity, and even the interrogation was too late, and reporters from various newspapers followed one after another.

Ansair saw the report about this incident early in the morning. After a slight sigh, Ansair called the housekeeper and asked the housekeeper to convey a message to the prison, expressing that he was concerned about this matter and that he was not allowed to torture the suspect. And demanded better treatment of suspects.

Qinglan stayed in prison for five days in a row, and there were only a few reporters interviewing them. Every day during this period, Lance came to chat with Qinglan to relieve boredom, and handed Qinglan the broth he made by the way.

"Every time you make a mistake, I have to help you. I'm really unlucky." Lance talked to Colin through the iron railing.

"Remember when you were ten years old? You made your brother's beloved pony vomit and diarrhoea, and died within a few days. I took out my pocket money and ran seven or eight villages with you to find it. The same little pony came and fooled your brother." Lance sighed: "You are still 12 years old, you insisted on stealing wild berries from the nobleman's house next door, what happened? I was caught and taught a lesson Fan, you slipped away. Since then, I have hated these noble lords so much, but fortunately you are smart and hate them with me, otherwise I will beat you up."

Lance took out his pocket watch and glanced at it: "Forget it, I won't tell you kid, I'll go to inspect."

Qinglan watched Lance leave, and silently poured the broth that Lance brought to a secret place, seeing that the broth was gone, put the empty jar back in place.

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