"Compared to this, I want to know more," Jiang Zhiyu stroked his chin, "in broad daylight, wouldn't black clothes be more conspicuous?"

Xiao Lingyu: "..."

He Yanting: "Maybe, for the sense of ceremony."

Jiang Zhiyu: "That makes sense."

Xiao Lingyu: "..."

No, what you wear is obviously not the point.

The emperor is now seriously ill, and the prince's concubine who was brought to him for good luck died on the wedding day. This matter must be handled by the regent himself.

It was another assassination attempt, and the emperor was implicated. If it wasn't handled properly, rumors would spread that God didn't allow the wedding to happen, and that the apocalypse was about to come.

Then he could forget about becoming the crown prince, or maybe not only the crown prince position, but even his life was another matter.

The future seems bleak no matter how you look at it.

Xiao Lingyu's eyes were dull.

Compared to him, the other two were much more calm.

Jiang Zhiyu: "That person has been in the mansion for several minutes, but no one has come out yet. If I were one of those men in black, hiding in the dark and seeing this, I would be surprised if I didn't come out to grab the body."

He Yanting: "Indeed, not to mention now, it's only a hundred meters away from the gate of the mansion, and they heard the sound of fighting, but no one came out to check. It's obviously unreasonable."

Xiao Lingyu's fingertips moved slightly.

Jiang Zhiyu: "Normally, Xiao Yanli would be the first to go and smell the smallest things happening in the capital. But now that something has happened right at his doorstep, he's become completely deaf and blind."

"And those flying knives, there were clearly four of them, and they were all blocked. Whose was the one that stabbed Song Shiwei?"

"Hey buddy, we've come to this point, why don't you just go down and pretend to stumble upon the body and see it?"

[Once Xiao Yanli carries the body back and fabricates the evidence, then he'll have to start talking nonsense!]

[There is no surveillance here! ]

Xiao Lingyu: “!!!”

So they weren't just watching the fun, but were analyzing their own doubts?!

He suddenly realized something and quickly flew down and passed through the other end.

Jiang Zhiyu sighed softly: "You still have to rely on me."

If it weren't for that pot of golden flowers this morning, I would have almost had a fit of boredom.

He Yanting hummed.

It seemed that because he saw Xiao Lingyu, Xiao Yanli, who had not shown up until now, finally came late. He staggered and held Song Shiwei's body in his arms, heartbroken.

Jiang Zhiyu's sharp comment: "Among all the Oscar-winning actors, this acting skill can only be considered average."

"There are no layers, it's just acting for the sake of acting."

He Yanting: “…”

"After playing sadness, it's time to play anger."

As Jiang Zhiyu finished speaking, Xiao Yanli's roaring voice came over: "Who is it! Who is so cruel?!"

Xiao Lingyu looked at him silently.

Are you shouting so loudly to attract everyone in the city to see?

He suppressed his irritation and tried to keep his voice calm: "Sixth brother, calm down. I've sent for the coroner, and with the sedan bearer as a witness, we'll definitely catch the murderer soon."

Xiao Yanli hugged the body tighter: "Tell me the truth about what happened!"

"We...we just arrived here, and then several people rushed out. One person got into the sedan chair, and the sedan chair broke down. Then we saw her lying on the ground with a knife in her body, and the group of people also ran away."

The sedan bearer's Mandarin was not standard, and was occasionally mixed with local dialect, but it did not affect the expression of the meaning.

Xiao Lingyu looked thoughtful.

"Brother, I don't think an autopsy is necessary. He's made it very clear that someone deliberately assassinated him. Please, brother, immediately summon the city guards, seal the city gates, and thoroughly search every house for any suspicious individuals!"

Xiao Yanli picked up the corpse and walked towards the mansion with an angry look on his face.

Fabricating evidence.

Jiang Zhiyu's voice suddenly appeared in his ears, and Xiao Lingyu called him.

"I know you're grieving, but an autopsy is still necessary. It's true she was hit by a flying knife, but whether the knife was poisoned and where it came from are all clues..."

Xiao Lingyu raised his hand to stop Xiao Yanli from reaching for the flying knife, his voice cracking with anxiety as he asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Brother, aren't you suspicious of this flying knife? I'll pull it out and give it to you. You can investigate it however you want."

Xiao Yanli secretly exerted force.

His strength was too great, and Xiao Lingyu was somewhat overwhelmed. He could only watch as his hand and the flying knife got closer and closer.

Once the flying knife was pulled out, Xiao Yanli would have even more reason to refuse the autopsy. Xiao Lingyu gritted his teeth and used all his strength to push him away.

Suddenly, a pink handkerchief covered the hands of the two people, and then a small, white and tender hand covered them and pushed gently. Xiao Yanli leaned back, and the hands holding the corpse trembled, and he almost couldn't hold on.

Seeing him stand firm, Jiang Zhiyu's eyes flashed with pity. "I heard the Sixth Prince's screams over there, and I was worried something might happen, so I rushed over with him. What happened to the two of you? Why did you start fighting?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yanli swallowed the words that were about to hitch his neck: "Why are you here?" and changed it to: "Perhaps Censor Jiang is mistaken. How could I fight with the Crown Prince?"

Xiao Lingyu silently rubbed his numbed hands.

Jiang Zhiyu nodded, his eyes fell on the corpse, and he shouted exaggeratedly: "What happened? Why did he die?"

Xiao Yanli: "...Just now, someone assassinated me."

"That's such a pity," Jiang Zhiyu said perfunctorily, "Did you see the assassin clearly?"

Seeing more and more people gathering, Xiao Yanli became anxious and excited, "I just found out too. If Censor Jiang is interested, why not help find the assassin?"

He Yanting's eyes darkened, and Jiang Zhiyu's smile widened. "Why are you so anxious? Don't I need to get the details before I can help find the murderer?"

"That's right, Sixth Brother, don't be stubborn. Once the coroner finishes the autopsy, we'll get more clues and be able to pinpoint the murderer. Why are you so resistant?"

"Why wouldn't I resist?" Xiao Yanli's eyes were red, and the back of his hand holding the corpse was full of blue veins. "How do you perform an autopsy? You have to cut the body open. If you want this flying knife, I'll pull it out and give it to you. Why do you have to cut her open? I just want..."

"Pa" a crisp slap was heard, and the sounds of discussion and movement around stopped abruptly.

The air seemed to stop flowing, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the same place.

[How cool! I have a legitimate reason to slap this guy in the face, I must seize the opportunity!]

Xiao Yanli, who was slapped, blinked his eyes, obviously not yet reacting.

"Are you awake?"

Jiang Zhiyu's question brought Xiao Yanli back to his senses. He gritted his teeth and said, "You..."

"Pa!" Another crisp slap.

Xiao Yanli pressed his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and the pain on his face stimulated his nerves.

For the first time in his life, he was slapped twice by someone!