Then she raised her head, looked directly at Xiao Lingyu, and smiled meaningfully.

Xiao Lingyu's heart suddenly hung in the air.

Speaking of which, Jiang Zhiyu hadn't mentioned the poisoning since the coroner mentioned it again. Could it be that she knew...

"However, besides me, there seems to be another person in the house who has not been searched."

After hearing her words, Xiao Lingyu's heart finally settled down.

The guards from the Ministry of Justice were also startled when they heard this, and subconsciously looked at Xiao Lingyu, then quickly looked away.

Are you kidding? That’s the prince!

Who dares to search the prince's body?

Everyone and the guards were thinking the same thing. A flicker of regret flashed across Song Shiwei's eyes. Lu Yaozu and Anle Hou exchanged a glance, then sternly said, "Don't try to force your arguments. How could the Crown Prince..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by another voice.

He Yanting's voice was cold and stern, "The Crown Prince should lead by example. If he doesn't even dare to allow himself to be searched, how can the Marquis dare to entrust this matter to the Crown Prince?"

Marquis Anle frowned and stared at Xiao Lingyu with sharp eyes.

Xiao Lingyu still had a smile on her face that made people feel like spring breeze. "Miss Jiang and Yan Ting's words make sense. Let's search."

He whispered, "Ask Qingyu to come in."

The maid who was kneeling at Marquis Anle's feet hurriedly stood up and said, "Yes."

But she seemed to have been kneeling for too long, and she stumbled and fell headfirst onto Xiao Lingyu.

Xiao Lingyu supported her. The maid's face was full of panic. Queen Cang retreated: "Your Highness, please forgive me, Your Highness, please forgive me..."

She seemed to be terribly frightened, and just kept repeating this sentence over and over again.

Xiao Lingyu frowned slightly: "I forgive you for your innocence. Get up and call Qingyu in."

The maid rushed out.

In Jiang Zhiyu's mind, seals clapped.

[Okay, okay, this week's Oscars for Best Actor and Best Actress are awarded to you!]

[Look at this acting, look at this little expression, how natural it is.]

[Who would have thought that they were the real culprits of the poisoning?]

Xiao Lingyu: "..."

He looked over, his eyes a little darker than before, and in just a moment, Qing Yu hurriedly ran in from outside.

"This is what the prince brought this time," Qing Yu took out the things in his hand, a jade pendant, a sachet, and a piece of incense stone that Song Shiwei had just given him.

"In this way, you can put your doubts to rest."

Xiao Lingyu chuckled.

Marquis Anle bowed to him, tears streaming down his face, "Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

Xiao Lingyu reached out and helped him up: "I know what you mean, sir. I don't take it to heart, sir, don't worry."

Anle Hou's eyes flickered slightly, and Xiao Lingyu changed the subject: "Miss Jiang just said that the real murderer is still in the house. Now, is that person still there?"

Jiang Zhiyu: “…”

He asks questions. By asking this, does he mean he's assuming I know who the murderer is?

How does he know that I know who the murderer is?

Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Lingyu suspiciously.

Xiao Lingyu knew he had spoken out of turn, so he tried to make amends, "Miss Jiang's speculation just now seems quite reasonable to me. Now that the Marquis's Mansion is under tight security, I believe the murderer will naturally not be able to escape. What do you think, Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Zhiyu's thick eyelashes drooped. "I also agree very much with what the Crown Prince said."

Although tight defense was useless to Liu Jie, watching the show was extremely attractive to him.

Of course he won't leave.

Liu Jie?!

Such a popular, even ordinary name made Xiao Lingyu and Jiang Kangan's eyes droop slightly.

This man once fought against three thousand elite soldiers alone. He took the head of the enemy general from a distance of one hundred meters and then walked away without a scratch.

Another time, he massacred the entire town, including the old, weak, sick and disabled, and even babies in swaddling clothes. However, the reason for the massacre was simply because the man wanted to eat a cake but couldn't buy it.

Why would Lü Daizong provoke such a person?

Xiao Lingyu smacked his lips, and the thought that he was still in the house made him feel a chill in his heart.

This man is like a madman, doing things without any rules. Even if we find him now, the imperial prison may not be able to lock him up.

Rather than arresting him, it was more important to find out why he killed Lü Daizong. Was it a spontaneous act, or was it someone else's fault?

A cold look flashed across Xiao Lingyu's eyes.

The twilight outside the house is like mud and sand suspended in a turbid stream, slowly settling in stillness. The setting sun gushes out like blood, wantonly and ostentatiously, as if wanting to burst out all its strength to cleanse the world's dust.

Xiao Lingyu withdrew his gaze from the window and looked at the tired people in the room. He said, "It's getting late now. Please go back to the house first. If you think of anything, please send someone to send a letter to me."

When they heard that they could return home, everyone's eyes and brows showed a hint of joy. Fearing that he would change his mind, they hurried out of the house.

"Prince..."

Lu Yaozu spoke hurriedly, somewhat anxiously.

Didn’t he just say that the real murderer is still in the house? If we let them go back now, wouldn’t it be even harder to find the real murderer?

Xiao Lingyu's eyes fell on him, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and Lu Yaozu suddenly fell silent.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't bother to care what he was planning. After all, Lu Daizong was dead, and it was a harm to the people. As long as it didn't involve her, it was fine.

She doesn't have the time to help them find the murderer.

Jiang Kangan thought similarly to her. The two looked at each other and followed the crowd tacitly.

He Yanting did not move.

When Jiang Zhiyu cast a doubtful look at him, He Yanting chuckled softly, his eyes softening, "Marquis Anle and I still have something to discuss."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded slightly when he heard this.

After most of the people had dispersed, Marquis Anle looked at He Yanting and asked, "What does Mr. He want to discuss with me?"

It can’t be because of Jiang Zhiyu, right?

He Yanting lowered his eyes, his dark pupils still without any ripples.

He was so calm, but Xiao Lingyu's heart suddenly felt hanging in the air.

There is a sense of foreboding.

Xiao Lingyu stared at him closely. This ominous premonition was exactly the same as the one he had when Jiang Zhiyu suggested searching him just now.

Under Xiao Lingyu's gaze, He Yanting opened his thin lips lightly: "It's nothing serious, I just want to tell the Marquis not to let the dark fall on your face."

After he finished speaking, he left without caring whether Anle Hou understood or not. He only stopped when passing by Xiao Lingyu and said, "Your Highness, I think you can understand."

Xiao Lingyu: "..."

He cursed in his heart, and when he felt the gaze of Marquis Anle, he pretended to be calm: "What do you mean, Master He?"

There was a hint of a smile in He Yanting's deep eyes. He reached out and patted Xiao Lingyu lightly, then turned and left without saying anything.

Xiao Lingyu looked at his back, and her eyes instantly turned cold.

He originally didn't know how Jiang Zhiyu knew about his poisoning, but judging from what he had just seen, could it be that He Yanting told her?