Go back to ancient times to explore the case

"You—!" Yan Qingchuan couldn't bear to think that Xie Yu'an was so bold in broad daylight, she took two steps back and stared at her, trying to lose her temper, but seeing the overjoyed expression on his face, she couldn't get angry again.

The two hadn't seen each other for a few days, she saw that Xie Yu'an's face had regained color, and she seemed to have recovered quite a bit, but she still couldn't help feeling a little worried, so she asked in a low voice, "How is the injury?"

Xie Yu'an approached her, hooked her little finger with his finger and shook it, and smiled contentedly: "It's much better, thank you Lord Yan for your concern."

At this age, he is still like a child, Yan Qingchuan thought to himself, and then said: "Okay, let's go to the bedroom where Ling Jieyu was alive, and see if we can find some useful clues."

After a while, the two of them came to a courtyard that had been vacant in the palace. The courtyard was not big and there were some weeds growing. When they opened the door, fine and floating dust rushed towards them.

Xie Yu'an waved away the smoke and dust, walked to a corner of the window sill, and stared at a decayed flower pot with only leaves left.

"Master Yan, do you think this flower is the same species as the one in the closed room?"

Yan Qingchuan raised his legs and walked over to take a closer look, but the flowers and leaves were withered, and it was difficult to distinguish their true appearance, "It is difficult to judge."

Then the two of them investigated in the room, but found no useful information.There were few clues, and Yan Qingchuan's expression was not good.

The two left the hospital and were about to go to the East Palace to investigate, when they saw a furtive head protruding from the corner ahead, with big round eyes but no brilliance, the man picked up a gravel on the ground and threw it at the two of them.

The stone hit Xie Yu'an's feet, it didn't hurt or itch, Xie Yu'an squatted down, picked up the stone, weighed it in his hands, and then threw it back at the man.

The stone fell to the ground and stopped at the corner after rolling a few times on the ground. A hand with red, swollen and scarred back stretched out from the side of the wall, picked up the stone and held it in the palm of its hand.

Xie Yu'an got up and strode over, only then did he see clearly who was hiding at the corner with round eyes, it was a little court lady, she looked juicy, and she looked like she was about four or five or six.

Xie Yu'an continued to imitate the servant's soft voice, and asked softly: "Little girl, why did you throw us away?"

The little maid shrank her neck, as if she was a little afraid of her, she just stretched her neck and looked at Yan Qingchuan behind her, making a vague whine.

Yan Qingchuan stepped forward, frowned and asked, "You can't talk?"

The little maid nodded immediately, and then she waved to Yan Qingchuan again, motioning for her to follow her.

Yan Qingchuan didn't move, the palace is full of crises right now, she can't trust anyone anymore.

Seeing her like this, the little palace maid became even more anxious, gesticulating, and kept whimpering.

"You little hoof, why don't you do your work and run around! Is the concubine Yu's cicada sleeves missing? Hurry up and go back with me!" At this time, an older court lady rushed over and pulled the little palace maid The thin arm was pulled behind him, and he said to Yan Qingchuan: "My lord, I'm sorry, this little girl has disturbed your case, I will definitely take care of her when I go back."

The little maid's eyes were full of tears, she bit her lower lip and looked at Yan Qingchuan pitifully, Yan Qingchuan frowned, and before she could speak, the older lady dragged the little lady away cursing.

Yan Qingchuan looked down at the stone that the little palace lady dropped when she was taken away, bent down to pick it up, but suddenly found that it was not the one that the little palace lady threw at them just now, and there was a bright red word on the flatter side of this stone.

"Save", the handwriting is crooked, almost shapeless.

Yan Qingchuan put the stone close to his nose and smelled it, a faint smell of iron and blood penetrated into his nostrils, she handed the stone to Xie Yu'an, and looked at the direction where the little maid left with heavy eyes, "Do you think this will be another trap? ?”

Xie Yu'an rubbed the stone on his diaphragm, thought for a while and replied: "It's worth a try."

Yan Qingchuan raised his leg, "I'll go."

Xie Yu'an followed with a smile: "How could I be missing here."

The two walked in the direction where the little maids left, and after a while, they arrived at the Washing Division. There were young little maids in the courtyard, sitting in rows in the courtyard and carefully cleaning the precious clothes of the masters of the harem with their hands.

Xie Yu'an caught a glimpse of the little maid who threw the stone just now from the group of court ladies, who is also washing clothes at the moment, with a pair of small hands soaked in the ice water, trembling slightly, and tears falling drop by drop into the basin.

Xie Yu'an walked up to her and said condescendingly: "Little girl, Qingtian Secretary Yan Shaoqing has something to ask you, come and lie down with our family."

The little maid suddenly raised her head, her face stunned.

"Let's go." Xie Yu'an imitated that high-pitched voice, which was called a restoration.

The little maid seemed not to be afraid of her anymore, she quickly got up, wiped off the water stains on her body, and followed Xie Yu'an to leave the washing department.

After coming outside the courtyard, Yan Qingchuan looked at her and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to say?"

The little maid immediately squatted down and scratched on the ground, crooked handwriting was scratched on the thin ashes on the ground, Xie Yu'an was confused.

"Okay, stop making gestures, I'll go and find out the identity of this little girl first." After finishing speaking, she turned around and entered the Huanxi Department again, and asked a little maid at random for questioning.

After a while, Xie Yu'an returned to Yan Qingchuan's side, and brought back information about the identity of the dumb little maid.

This little maid was originally the maid of Ling Jieyu who was said to have died in a confined room with the guards. Later, something happened to Ling Jieyu, and these servants were sent to other palaces. to do chores.

The little maid opened her mouth to yell, but couldn't utter a clear word. She was anxious, and Xie Yu'an was even more anxious.

Xie Yu'an silently walked to one side, and called out the system that had a weak sense of presence recently.

"System father, can you show your power and let me communicate with this little girl without barriers? Wait online, hurry up."

The coldly received system said indifferently: "This system does not have a gender identifier, but a female onomatopoeia is used when the meta-program is created. The host can call this system mother, but not father."

"..."

"Okay, as long as you are satisfied and you are happy, mother, help me quickly."

The system was silent for a while, and then while playing a piece of music in the background, "If you have a daughter-in-law, forget your mother", he said: "Unlock the authority, touch the target character, and you can read the character's inner thoughts."

Xie Yu'an listened to the magic voice, and said with disgust: "You are poisonous, are you infected with the virus?"

"Eunuch Xie." Yan Qingchuan called out, and Xie Yu'an immediately raised his head to respond: "Here we are."

The few steps she walked, the background music in her ears became louder.

After returning here, Xie Yu'an patted the little maid's shoulder, and as soon as her hand touched it, a large number of overlapping phonetic fragments squeezed into her brain, her eyes widened unconsciously, and her brain quickly sorted out the information clear.

Yan Qingchuan saw her dull face, vacant eyes, and her body was even more stiff, thinking that her after-effects from the injury had appeared, so he quickly shook Xie Yu'an's shoulder: "What's wrong with you?"

After the person standing upright trembled, his pupils refocused, Xie Yu'an looked at the little maid who had read all her thoughts, and said in a low voice: "I will help you find out who killed Ling Jieyu. "

When the little palace maid heard it, tears rolled down her face, and she mumbled a muffled "thank you" in her throat.

After the little maid left, Xie Yu'an led Yan Qingchuan to a secluded corner, simplified the information he had just obtained and told Yan Qingchuan.

It turned out that this little maid was not born dumb, but was poisoned dumb the day after tomorrow. As for how she suffered from this misfortune, she had to start with her working in Lingjieyu Palace.

She was sold into the palace by someone else, and she had no money to make connections, so she could only do the lowest jobs, but then she was accidentally spotted by Ling Jieyu, who was being favored, and took her to serve her, and Although this young and beautiful master is arrogant because of being favored, he treats his servants well.

The little maid was grateful for Ling Jieyu's kindness and served her with all her heart, but the emperor's favor was like a flash in the pan, it came and went quickly, Ling Jieyu fell out of favor not long after, and hid in the palace every day facing the mirror Lamented, the little maid felt sorry for her master but there was nothing she could do about it.

But not long ago, the little palace maid found that the gloomy master had a smile on his face again. He dressed himself up every day, and often copied poems at his desk. Those poems were all about love and love.

The little maid is not very old, but she has a clever mind after all. She soon realized that her master might have done something that was taboo in the harem, and she cheated on her.

As the emperor's woman, this is a matter of killing the nine clans.She didn't care about the difference in status between master and servant, and she didn't care about anything else. She tried hard to persuade Lingjie not to make any more mistakes, but Lingjieyu turned a deaf ear to her, and even bluntly said that she was pregnant with that person's child, and that person agreed He will definitely marry her in the future, and give her and the child in her womb an aboveboard identity.

Speaking of this, Xie Yu'an and Yan Qingchuan looked at each other silently, they dared to say that they could marry the emperor's woman, and what kind of identity this person is, needless to say, their faint doubts before had come true at this moment.

The prince and the concubines in the harem are living together, what a big royal scandal it will be, and how the royal majesty will plummet, and become a joke among the common people.

Xie Yu'an thought of Emperor Yuan Qian's weak body, and was afraid that his soul would return to the west after learning the truth.

"However, where did you learn these things?"

This question was really on point, Xie Yu'an looked at Yan Qingchuan's puzzled face, feeling that she couldn't explain it, so she decided to make a blow.She immediately pulled down the corner of her mouth and made a look of grievance: "Master Yan, don't you believe me?"

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Yan Qingchuan frowned, and she was about to open her mouth when Xie Yu'an put his index finger on her lips, and said affectionately, "Trust me, don't ask me."

For a moment, Yan Qingchuan's expression couldn't be described simply as complicated.

Xie Yu'an thought he had escaped the question of being questioned, and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when his ears were caught off guard.

Yan Qingchuan pinched her ears and twisted them lightly, and scolded: "Where did you learn this nonsense every day, talk to me well, behave yourself."

She didn't use much force, but Xie Yu'an has always been a person who likes to magnify the pain. She cried out for pain while leaning against Yan Qingchuan, "It hurts, it hurts, Mr. Yan is merciful."

"No matter how unruly you are, it's not as simple as twisting your ears."

Yan Qingchuan's light words made Xie Yu'an feel alarm bells ringing in her heart, she immediately stood up straight, showing a standard smile, "Received."

Yan Qingchuan glanced at Xie Yu'an's slightly red ears, and couldn't help but wonder if she hadn't used her strength just now. After hesitating for a moment, she stretched out her hand, touched Xie Yu'an's hot ear, and gently squeezed the soft base of the ear Son, asked: "Does it hurt?"

Xie Yu'an was very comfortable being touched by Yan Qingchuan, she half-closed her eyes, and said vaguely: "It doesn't hurt, I just want Master Yan to love me more."

Since the two expressed their intentions and completely tore off the window paper, Yan Qingchuan felt that Xie Yu'an's words became more and more straightforward and unscrupulous, and she became more and more overwhelmed.

She opened her thin lips lightly, but she didn't make a sound for a long time, and after a while, she lowered her eyes slightly while closing her hands and said: "You don't need to act, I will naturally feel sorry for you."

Xie Yu'an, who never expected to get a response, was stunned for a moment, let alone such a straightforward response from Mr. Yan, one must know how much psychological struggle it took for the arrogant Yan Qingchuan to say these words.

Xie Yu'an was greatly moved, and the joy in his heart turned into a bright smile on his face.Facing the sun, her brows and eyes were dyed with warmth, "Then Lord Yan will love me so much from now on."