Jiang Kang'an held up the plum blossom and looked at Xiao Lingyu with innocent eyes.

Lu Yaozu's face flushed red, his lips moved slightly, and he was about to speak when Xiao Lingyu stopped him with a look: "Did anyone see Master Jiang picking plum blossoms?"

Jiang Kang'an lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "At that time, there was a servant who seemed to have passed by me."

He paused suddenly. "No, it wasn't a servant. That man's steps were light. Now that I think about it, he must be a martial artist!"

Xiao Lingyu's body trembled: "Mr. Jiang, do you remember which direction that person went? Did he leave the house?"

Jiang Kangan's sharp brows gathered together. "At that time, I went towards Merlin. After we passed each other, he was heading towards the main gate of the Marquis' Mansion. As for whether he left the mansion, I don't know."

The direction of the main gate of the mansion? They were all there at the time.

Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Xiao Lingyu frowned.

At that time, everyone's attention should have been on him, and no one would care about the whereabouts of a servant.

How to check this?

[He hasn't left the house yet. He's good at hiding. He's still thinking about enjoying everyone's helpless expressions. How could he bear to leave?]

Jiang Zhiyu's voice rang in Xiao Lingyu's ears like the sound of nature.

He stared at Jiang Zhiyu without blinking.

Stop talking about these useless things, the important thing is to tell him who the murderer is!

It’s not fun to be a riddler!

Lu Yaozu's face turned purple, and he didn't notice Xiao Lingyu's gaze. His eyes were always on Jiang Kangan.

"Why do you have to do this?" His voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, sounding extremely cold and chilling. "My brother is already lying in bed. He will be a useless man for the rest of his life! Why are you still trying to kill him so ruthlessly?!"

From what he said, he had already regarded Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Kangan as the real murderers.

Jiang Kangan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Master Lu, I think I have made it clear enough just now."

Silent smoke filled the air, and everyone was infected by the tense atmosphere and couldn't help holding their breath.

Xiao Lingyu's lips curled up, his expression gentle, but his voice was a bit cold. "Master Lu, there's no blood on Master Jiang's body. Besides, the plum blossoms haven't withered yet, so they're freshly picked. At least on this point, Master Jiang isn't lying. Besides, it's impossible for him to appear so clean after committing the crime in such a short time."

"If you don't believe me, Master Lu can go up and smell and see if there's any blood on Master Jiang's body."

[Not bad, not bad. The prince is a smart man.]

Xiao Lingyu chuckled softly, and looked at Lu Yaozu with a warning in his eyes: "I know how sad you are for losing your brother, Master Lu. I have already said that I will find the real culprit and bring justice to your family. I hope Master Lu will be patient."

He enunciated each word of the four words "Be patient and don't be anxious".

Lu Yaozu's eyes were bloodshot, but he didn't dare to speak again. He could only hum, pick up the teacup, and take a few big gulps.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Xiao Lingyu withdrew his gaze and looked at Jiang Zhiyu again.

It’s so annoying! If he hadn’t interrupted me, Jiang Zhiyu would have already revealed the identity of the murderer!

Now that the subject has been changed, why would she mention the murderer at all?

Xiao Lingyu coughed lightly: "Miss Jiang, what do you think about this matter?"

Jiang Zhiyu: “???”

I watched while standing and sitting.

[No, why does this sound familiar? ]

[However, in my opinion, the number of people Lü Daizong offended is like the number of Xiangpiaopiao milk tea bottles. If you put them together, they could circle the earth three times.]

[This person's action can be considered as eliminating harm for the people.]

Xiao Lingyu: "..."

Is that what he wants to hear?

He wanted to hear where the murderer was!

Jiang Zhiyu bowed and saluted, "Your Highness, based on what I just saw, I think the murderer should not have left the palace at this moment, and there is a high possibility that he is still watching us."

“!!!”

Everyone looked up when they heard this, their expressions were shocked, and there was a hint of fear in their eyes.

Xiao Lingyu raised an eyebrow slightly: "What do you mean by that?"

Jiang Zhiyu pointed at the bloodstains on the ground - the inner room was flowing with blood. Xiao Lingyu and Lu Yaozu walked to the innermost part. Later, Lu Yaozu vomited violently and it was Xiao Lingyu who helped him out.

No matter how careful Xiao Lingyu was, blood still stained his shoes and he brought them outside.

"The bloodstains haven't dried yet, proving they weren't dead long ago. The murderer was able to slaughter an entire room without anyone noticing, so he must have been a skilled martial artist. However, for someone with such advanced martial arts skills to commit a crime without leaving the mansion first, and instead pass by my eldest brother, it's a deliberate act."

Everyone fell into deep thought, and Xiao Lingyu nodded in agreement.

The wife of the Marquis of Anle snorted softly, her voice hoarse. "What flaw? Whether this person exists or not is another matter. Jiang Kang'an was alone, so it's not unreasonable for him to deliberately fabricate such a person in order to clear his suspicion. Using this as evidence is ridiculous!"

"Besides, my mansion is not a place where people can come and go as they please!"

When she said this, did she really think that the Marquis' Mansion had no defenses at all?

Jiang Zhiyu: "... a nitpicker."

She pursed her lips. After all, Lu Daizong was dead, and it was none of her business. She only said these things because Xiao Lingyu asked.

"Since the lady has already identified my brother and I as the murderers, no matter how much Zhiyu says, it will be like talking to a cow."

Jiang Zhiyu's expression was calm, and he looked at her without any fear.

The wife of Marquis Anle clenched the edge of the bed with her fingers, and she did not let go even when her fingertips turned white. She stared at Jiang Zhiyu with eyes as cold as ice.

She was about to continue speaking, raised her eyes, but met another gaze.

He Yanting looked at her calmly, his eyes were dark and his smile was shallow, which made Lady Anle Hou feel cold in her heart, and she swallowed back all the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Lady Anle Hou was recalling things frantically in her mind. Suddenly, her expression changed and her gaze suddenly stopped at Jiang Zhiyu.

I see!

At first, I thought that He Yanting came to this meeting banquet because Anle Hou and his father had fought on the battlefield together and because of their old friendship. It turned out that he came for her!

Her face suddenly tensed.

In that case, didn’t they also offend He Yanting?

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and her eyes revealed a bit of helplessness.

At this moment, the servant hurried in: "My Lord! My Lord is back!"

The sound of footsteps in the snow followed behind him, and each step seemed to be stepping on one's heart.