"Yu Qingfeng," Eunuch Wang came from the stone pavilion, "The chess game between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Lord Pei has reached the third game. Lord Pei reminds you that you don't have much time."

Yu Qingfeng's mind was in chaos, with threads disappearing and appearing. She was confident that as long as there was enough time, she would definitely be able to solve the murder case and find the real culprit, but the problem was that the time limit was approaching.

Yu Qingfeng sat back in her seat, lowered her head and meditated on other common serial case routines, hoping to find a common routine that fit the current clues.

Not long after, Yu Qingfeng's thoughts were interrupted by a burst of noisy and panicked shouts.

When he raised his head, he saw that the four palace servants who were obediently waiting for rewards just now, as well as the group of palace servants watching from a distance, were all shouting in the same direction.

Yu Qingfeng took a few steps forward and pushed away the palace attendants who were blocking her sight, and finally understood why they were screaming.

I saw Little Li Zi, who was sent out by the prince just now, running towards me carrying Eunuch Zhao who was alive and kicking just now but was now vomiting blood all the way.

"Oops, this is, this is..." Wang Gonggong coughed anxiously and looked back and forth between the person in front and the stone pavilion behind.

Little Lizi ran all the way and went straight to Shiting.

The prince hurriedly stopped him, and in a hurry he coughed and shouted: "Don't rush into His Highness the Crown Prince, let it go, let it go!"

"I want to see Mr. Pei..." Eunuch Zhao spat out another mouthful of blood.

"This, this... Eunuch Zhao, what are you..." Eunuch Wang turned back to look at Shiting.

Yu Qingfeng had a flash of inspiration. Could it be that Eunuch Zhao was silenced by the murderer? With his last breath, he wanted to come back and accuse the real murderer? Fortunately, he had his own spirit and found someone to follow him. Otherwise, how could he have been rescued in time?

"Eunuch Zhao, Mr. Pei ordered me to investigate the case. If you have anything to say, you can tell me here and I will report it truthfully." Yu Qingfeng hurriedly knelt down in front of Eunuch Zhao.

"Fierce, fierce..." Eunuch Zhao opened his mouth, and another mouthful of old blood spurted out.

"Who is the murderer?" Yu Qingfeng didn't even care that blood would be sprayed on her face if she got closer. For fear that she wouldn't be able to hear, she approached Eunuch Zhao and said, "Speak directly, just say your name!"

"Fierce, the murderer... is..." Eunuch Zhao started from the beginning with difficulty and persistence while he was spewing blood.

Yu Qingfeng wiped the splattered blood on her face, wishing she could vomit blood in front of Eunuch Zhao. What kind of fine tradition is this routine of never finishing the key words before death? Should it be passed down from generation to generation?

"Say your name directly!" Yu Qingfeng wanted to beat her chest and stamp her feet.

"The poisoner is fierce, fierce...the murderer is..."

Okay, I made another prefix, but I don’t want to talk about it later. You have no external injuries, but your lips are purple and you are vomiting blood. Anyone who is not blind knows that you are poisoned, right?

"Who is it? You should tell me!"

"Yes...yes..." Eunuch Zhao rolled his eyes and died.

Yu Qingfeng remained still, resisting the urge to scream to the sky and tear the screenwriter apart with her hands.

"He said it five times." A strange man's voice came from behind Yu Qingfeng, interpreting the classic "three parts sarcastic, three parts cool and four parts careless".

Yu Qingfeng turned around, raised her head, and looked up at Pei Wuyan, the minister of Dali Temple who had walked out of the stone pavilion at an unknown time.

This guy is more stunning up close than from a distance. He is tall and tall, has a face like a crown jewel, and has bright eyes. Yu Qingfeng has to admit that this little web drama has at least succeeded in casting, or in other words, it has successfully catered to the market.

In a suspense drama without love scenes, choosing a beautiful man as the male protagonist is an attempt to promote the drama. In the final analysis, this is just a suspense drama that ancient puppets put on.

Yu Qingfeng's legs were numb from squatting on the ground, and she wanted to get up, but found it a bit difficult. An idea came to her, and it was a good time to do the old routine.

She tilted her body and fell towards Pei Wuyan.

Pei Wuyan raised his weight four times and only took a slight step back.

Yu Qingfeng didn't have the expected embrace, not even an outstretched arm. She lost her balance, her legs were really numb, and she fell forward.

Plop, he knelt on his knees and put his hands on the ground as a gift! Because of his inertia, he almost kowtowed to Pei Wuyan.

"Eunuch Zhao just repeated it five times. If you hadn't interrupted him five times, maybe he would have been able to tell the name of the real murderer." Pei Wuyan's voice came from high up, teasing and taunting.

Yu Qingfeng was totally dissatisfied and raised her head to retort: ​​"Impossible! Even if I don't interrupt him, he will definitely not be able to tell the name of the real murderer!"

"Why?" Pei Wuyan was aloof, lowered his eyes, glanced at Yu Qingfeng's face, turned around quickly, and asked with a half-smile.

Because this is an ironclad routine!

Of course, Yu Qingfeng couldn't say this answer. Then she thought about it, since it was an iron-clad routine, why did she prompt Eunuch Zhao to directly say his name just now with the slight hope of changing the routine, which was more difficult than changing his life?

In vain, everything is in vain.

"Little Plum, what on earth is going on?" Yu Qingfeng rubbed her numb legs, stood up slowly, and asked the panting Little Plum beside her.

Xiao Lizi knelt down and reported directly to Pei Wuyan: "I have been secretly following Eunuch Zhao. Eunuch Zhao entered Guanhua Palace through the back door. I lost him as soon as I entered. Later, I heard something coming from a remote room.

There was a sound of breaking. When I went in, I saw Eunuch Zhao sitting next to the broken tea cup, vomiting blood. Eunuch Zhao asked the servant to carry him back to Shiting to find Mr. Pei."

Pei Wuyan turned to look at Yu Qingfeng, "The time limit for the third round is approaching. It's up to you whether you want to receive a reward or a punishment."

"So fast?" Yu Qingfeng suddenly felt that a disaster was coming.

"One more piece left." Pei Wuyan stretched out his hand, holding a white piece between his fingers.

The mess in Yu Qingfeng's mind was instantly solved when Xiao Lizi said the three words "Guanhua Palace". All the previous clues fell into place. When combined, plus some reasonable guesses, it happened to be a complete

reasoning.

However, this reasoning is very bold, a bit bloody, cruel, disgusting and perverted.

To put it bluntly, if you are lucky and hit the red heart, it is okay, otherwise, the result will be more tragic than the forty big board.

"How?" Pei Wuyan urged, then lowered his voice and said, "You have a humble status, but you dare to openly seduce the prince in public; you are not good at water, but you don't hesitate to risk falling into the water and drowning. In my opinion, you don't seem to be a bad person.

You're a timid young man who lost the battle?"

This Pei Wuyan - could he be giving her a hint to tell her that bold reasoning?

Could it be that Pei Wuyan also made the same reasoning, but because he was careful to protect himself and was afraid of saying something wrong, he didn't dare to say it, so he wanted to use her, a little maid, to try and make mistakes?

If the reasoning is right, he, the minister of Dali Temple who delegated power to the little maid, is the first to do so; if the reasoning is wrong, he, the little maid, will be held accountable?

Will the male protagonist have this kind of character? Maybe? What if Pei Wuyan is a black lotus?

Yu Qingfeng couldn't make up her mind, she just frowned and stared at the Dali Temple Minister with a suspicious and guessing look, who looked relaxed and smiled, but in fact was very likely to be very scheming.

"In that case, let's go forty." Pei Wuyan was impatient and turned around.

"No, no, I already know who the murderer is."

Yu Qingfeng decided to make a bet. Even if the male protagonist was a Black Lotus character, he would not use the fate of a maid as the price for claiming credit. That would be too dirty and would definitely not pass the trial.


Chapter completed!