Ye Wanqing rolled her eyes. That's why they say the Crown Prince and Shen Xu are like brothers. Even their way of speaking is the same, so mean.

"Is it you?"

Seeing her asking him this question with a serious face, Murong Yan was puzzled and asked, "Why are you so concerned about her all of a sudden?"

Without waiting for Ye Wanqing to speak, he suddenly looked as if he had suddenly realized something, "You like her? That's why you deliberately approached Miss Ye Er and teased her in every way, just to get her attention!"

"What are you talking about!"

"Chen Xu, why didn't you say you liked it earlier? Old Ye is worried about not being able to marry off his daughter. Just propose directly. If all else fails, let my father grant the marriage."

Ye Wanqing sighed in disdain and immediately slammed the table, saying, "How is that possible? Let's get down to business."

"Then why do you care so much about her death? Do you have any unspeakable secrets with her?"

"Stop interrupting me on purpose. Did you kill him?"

"How could it be me? Do I have such a narrow mind? This ignorant and rude girl should be taught a lesson. I can't just kill her with a sword if I don't like her."

Ye Wanqing gritted her teeth and looked at Murong Yan without saying a word.

Murong Yan paused, thought for a moment, and added, "Although I went to the General's Mansion and asked Old Ye to treat Miss Ye to a little Qingzhu, please don't be too moved. I'm not speaking up for you. I just don't like her."

"I'm so touched by you~" She scooped two mouthfuls of wontons angrily and gobbled them up.

I cursed Murong Yan in my heart, you are so awesome, maybe Shen Xu will really thank you!

"Eat slowly, be careful of the heat." Murong Yan fanned her a few times with concern, looking at her angry face with a confused expression.

"Ah Xu, are you really angry? Are you mad that she died too quickly and you didn't get your revenge?"

Ye Wanqing buried her head in eating wontons, suppressing her anger and not bothering to pay attention to him.

"Ah Xu, if you're really that angry..." Seeing that she ignored him, Murong Yan speculated for a moment and said, "Otherwise, let's call A Rao, put a sack on Old Ye, drag him into the alley and beat him up."

"Murong Yan!" Ye Wanqing angrily picked up the wontons in front of him, turned her hand over and put it upside down on the table, and the soup spilled all over his legs.

Murong Yan jumped up in shock. He patted his thigh that was splattered with soup and said angrily, "Ah Xu, what are you doing? You are becoming more and more lawless, aren't you? If you don't want to eat, why did you lift my bowl?"

Ye Wanqing's shoulders rose and fell. She turned over the bowl and pushed the wontons on the table into his bowl. She clapped her chopsticks and said, "You want to eat? Eat!"

"Are you sick? Can't you bear to see me drinking the soup?" Murong Yan looked at the white wontons in the bowl and couldn't figure out why she was so angry.

While eating, he muttered, "How can we waste food?"

"Yes, yes, I'm sick. I just can't stand seeing you drink soup!"

"Being unreasonable."

Ye Wanqing really had no words to express her pain. Although her life as Chen Xu was better than that in the general's mansion, and she didn't have her half-sister and stepmother to annoy her, she still wanted to be Miss Ye in the general's mansion again.

I have a father who loves me and an elder brother who pampers me. I can drink tea with my best friends, chat about everything, and wear whatever I want.

But now my body is dead and I can’t go back!

If one day, Shen Xu suddenly returned to this body, wouldn't I become a lonely ghost?

Homeless, not even knowing how he died.

"Your Highness, can you do me a favor?" She grabbed Murong Yan's sleeve and spoke in a depressed tone.

"What?" Murong Yan was still angry about the bowl of wontons. Seeing her pulling at her sleeves in a depressed mood, his tone softened. "Tell me what happened first, then I can help you."

Ye Wanqing hesitated for a long time, not knowing where to start. In the end, she swallowed the words that it was actually Shen Xu who died, and stammered, "I don't know how to say it."

"What? What do you want to say?" Murong Yan was a little annoyed by her shyness. He picked up a handkerchief and wiped his wet knees, while tentatively asking, "What happened between you and Miss Ye?"

Ye Wanqing hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"She is pregnant with your child!" Murong Yan widened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

Ye Wanqing covered his mouth in panic and quickly denied it, "No! Absolutely not, don't say that!"

"Chen Xu, why have you suddenly become so shy, like a girl? You weren't like this before." Murong Yan leaned closer to look into her eyes suspiciously, trying to find some unreasonable details.

"What was I like before?" Ye Wanqing felt a little embarrassed when she was stared at. She subconsciously avoided his gaze and raised her hand to tuck the loose hair on her cheek behind her ear.

"Anyway, it's not like you." Murong Yan looked at her unintentional little movements in confusion, stroking his chin and guessing: "Could it be... that you killed that person?"

"I killed you, why would I ask you?"

"Then tell me what you want me to do for you."

"I want you to help me find out how Miss Ye died, who the murderer was, and why she was killed?"

Murong Yan uttered an "oh," shook his head, and refused, "I can't help it. This case is handled by the Dali Temple. You know, my third brother, Duke Liu, and I have always been at odds. They will definitely not show me the files, and they might even find an excuse to impeach me."

"Aren't you the prince? Can't you think of a solution?" Ye Wanqing was immediately disappointed when he heard that.

She originally thought that Murong Yan, being in a high position, could do anything, but she didn't expect that he was unwilling to help her with such a small favor. The prince was indeed just like Shen Xu, good for nothing except good looks!

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