"I remember that the maids in the palace all use this kind of scented soap. There are tens of thousands of maids in the palace, not to mention that some of the palace maids have more than one piece of scented soap. After checking..."

It's simply like finding a needle in a haystack.

"I thought so too, so I went to the place where Yan Chongrong fell and took a look. It was a rockery aisle, big enough for three people to pass by at the same time, but I didn't understand how Yan Chongrong fell.

", Wen Xian said softly.

Meng Chengye picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea: "It's not difficult. If there is someone kneeling by the aisle, then Yan Chongrong will have to walk aside. Plus the person supporting Yan Chongrong, there will be exactly three people.

"

Wen Xian raised her eyebrows: "But that's what's strange."

Wen Xian lowered her voice and continued: "I asked someone to ask Qingteng privately. Qingteng said that there was no one around at the time, and Yan Chongrong also fell while walking."

Meng Chengye frowned: "Then there is something that kept her from getting in the way."

Wen Xian held the tea cup and blew the tea leaves on it: "I think so too, but I don't know what made Yan Chongrong move aside. If I can find this thing, maybe I can find it."

The man who emerges from behind the scenes.”

Meng Chengye nodded: "Yang Fu, send someone to carefully check the place where Yan Chongrong fell."

Yang Fu responded and stepped back respectfully.

Wen Xian pointed to the piece of rockery that had been ground down and said, "Look, Your Majesty, this rockery has been polished to be extremely sharp."

Meng Chengye waved his hand, and the little eunuch holding the rockery consciously stepped forward and knelt on the ground, raising the thing in his hand above his head.

Meng Chengye picked up the stone and looked at it carefully, and said, "This was ground with a file. Look, there are still some lines on the file here."

Wen Xian glanced at it and coughed lightly: "Your Majesty, this was made by my concubine when she was rubbed off."

Meng Chengye was stunned for a moment, then put down the stone in his hand and said, "I was reckless."

You didn't tell me earlier.

I have lost all my old face.

Just when Meng Chengye was sighing with emotion, Wen Xian noticed that the stone seemed a little rounded.

Except for the sharp corners.

"Your Majesty, what do craftsmen usually use to polish rockeries?" Wen Xian asked aloud.

Meng Chengye held his head and thought for a long time, then turned around and said, "I don't know either."

Wen Xian glanced at Meng Chengye who was holding his head and looking unfazed and sighed: "What do you know, Your Majesty?"

The Dog Emperor is of no use at all.

Meng Chengye spread his hands: "I don't know anything."

Hey, I don’t like hearing what you say, I can obviously handle the trouble.

I know astronomy from above and geography from below, how can it be of no use at all?

When Wen Xian saw that Meng Chengye couldn't explain the reason, she simply changed the topic: "The imperial doctor said that Yan Chongrong's face may not be restored to its former self."

Meng Chengye nodded: "I know this."

"What do you think, Your Majesty?" Wen Xian put down the teacup in her hand and looked at Meng Chengye.

Meng Chengye thought for a while and said: "Let's wait until Bai Shuyuan gives birth to the child and see if there is anything we can do. If she can't do anything, I'm afraid Yan Chongrong will have to live with that scar."

It's okay, I don't care anyway, it's not her appearance that I like, let alone her as a person.
Chapter completed!