The emperor fell asleep, so An Jiu took out her needlework. She didn't know how long it had been before she heard footsteps. When she looked up, she saw the tyrant, who was tiptoeing and sneaking towards the door.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?"

Anjiu's voice frightened the tyrant.

놛 turned his head, and the curly hair on his head seemed to stand up out of fear.

An Jiu was speechless. What happened? So panicked?

Did he really kill someone?

An Jiu waved: "Come here."

The tyrant stood at the door without moving.

Anjiu was afraid that he would run away.

"Come here and comb your hair, otherwise people will think you are crazy when you run out."

The tyrant still stood there without moving, his eyes rolling around.

【Little 깇 is lying. 】

[She must have known.] 】

[I’m going to be scolded again!] 】

놛 frowned, struggling over whether to go over.

Then I heard Xiao Ji say: "If you leave now, don't come back again."

These words hit the tyrant's sore spot accurately.

놛 exhaled.

【The little one is very scared. 】

[Even more terrifying than my mother.] 】

[More terrifying than my father.] 】

[Even more terrifying than Nanny Chang.] 】

“…”

Anjiu looked at him with amusement.

"Come here."

The tyrant moved over reluctantly.

"sit down."

The tyrant sat down obediently.

An Jiu took the comb and combed 놛's hair.

"Your Majesty, why didn't I see you last night?"

The tyrant shuddered: "You didn't see me last night."

An Jiu nodded: "Yes, where did you go?"

The tyrant repeated: "Yes, where have I been?"

An Jiu was speechless. This guy, whenever he didn't want to answer a question, he would just pretend to be stupid and repeat what she said.

But today she won't let him get away with it so easily, she must know what happened last night.

"Your Majesty, I don't like cunning and lying children."

The tyrant swallowed.

Xiao 깇 is definitely not talking about 놛, 놛 is not cunning and 껩 does not like to lie.

An Jiu asked again: "Tell me, where did you go last night, okay?"

The tyrant was silent.

An Jiu waited.

After a while, the tyrant said: "Then you are not allowed to hit me, and you are not allowed to scold me."

An Jiu was speechless. Why did the tyrant say that? When did she ever hit or scold me?

She looked at the tyrant's face in the mirror and smiled at him: "Of course not."

tyrant"……"

I always feel like Xiao 깇 is a little scared...

"Yesterday...I went to Flower Street."

An Jiu nodded: "What are you doing in Huajie?"

The tyrant swallowed his saliva and said, "Eat candied haws..."

An Jiu was stunned: "What?"

The tyrant said with a desperate attitude: "Eat candied haws and some snacks..."

Anjiu's brain stopped working for a while, and he looked at Tyrant: "So... you went to Flower Street just to eat?"

The tyrant looked puzzled.

An Jiu: "..."

She really...

"Then, what happened after you ate?" An Jiu asked.

The tyrant thought for a moment, patted his head and said, "Little 깇, I bought you a very beautiful hairpin, it's made of gold and very valuable."

An Jiu had seen the hairpin, which was on the emperor's desk and was stained with Miss Yao's blood.

The tyrant frowned: "It seems I lost it."

An Jiu asked: "What happened next? Do you remember what happened next?"

The tyrant looked at her.

An Jiu said: "After you bought the hairpin, did you go to an alley?"

The tyrant looked at her in surprise: "Little girl, you are really amazing. You even guessed this."

An Jiu was a little anxious: "What did you find in the alley?"

The tyrant asked, "Is there a reward for remembering it?"

An Jiu was so angry that he laughed and slapped him on the head: "Think about it quickly."

The tyrant covered his head.

[Another headshot…]

[Father, please don’t hit my head...]

[Mother, please don’t…]

An Jiu hit him again.

"Think quickly."

The tyrant was angry.

[Unhappy.] 】

An Jiu gritted his teeth: "I want to~"

The tyrant thought about it very seriously, and suddenly saw that 놛 stood up. Because he stood up in a hurry, his head hit Anjiu's face. Anjiu felt a thump in her head. She covered her nose, and blood dripped from her fingers...

The tyrant was frightened. An Jiu covered his nose with a handkerchief and looked up at him: "I'm fine, don't be afraid."

The tyrant was still standing there stupidly, staring at the blood on Anjiu's hand.

"Blood..." The tyrant said to An Jiu, "Little 깇...blood...that woman was covered in blood yesterday..."

An Jiu wiped his nose and endured the pain and said, "Did you kill that woman?"

The tyrant's head shook like a rattle.

"Not me, I didn't."

An Jiu wiped the blood from his nose, looked at the bewildered Tyrant, and smiled to comfort him: "I'm really fine."

A tyrant is like a child who has made a mistake.

"I smelled a scent and went to the alley, and the woman said a lot of strange things to me."

The tyrant didn't remember what Miss Yao said, he just felt it was noisy and he also smelled that fragrance.

놛 asked: "Where does the smell come from?"

Miss Yao paused: "What?"

The tyrant became impatient and shouted, "The taste."

Miss Yao seemed to have completely collapsed. She covered her face and cried, and said something else. The tyrant felt even more annoyed, but Xiao 깇 said that he would not kill anyone casually, so he left. After walking a few steps, he found that the gold hairpin he bought for Xiao 깇 was missing, so he went back to look for it, and found that the hairpin was stuck in Miss Yao's neck.

The tyrant walked over with no expression. Miss Yao was already dead. He calmly pulled out the hairpin...

An Jiu didn't know what to say.

This is indeed a trap.

Someone used scent to lure the tyrant Miss Yao over, and Miss Yao confessed her love to him. For a rich lady, this required a lot of courage.

The tyrant didn't understand at all, so Miss Yao collapsed...

Was it a coincidence that the tyrant lost his golden hairpin?

Did Miss Yao commit suicide out of despair? Or did someone kill her after the tyrant left?

What if the tyrant didn't go back and take the hairpin?

Maybe the murderer will create some other noise to get 놛 back...

The tyrant squatted beside Anjiu.

"Little 깇, I am very obedient. I didn't kill anyone. That woman is a lunatic." The tyrant explained.

An Jiu exhaled and said to 놛: "That woman is not crazy."

The tyrant frowned: "What is that?"

놛 thought he was a lunatic, yelling at him for no reason.

I'm so annoyed.

An Jiu exhaled and said, "She fell in love with someone, but that person didn't like her. She was very sad... and did something impulsive."

An Jiu had inquired and found out that Miss Yao was only sixteen years old, in the prime of her life.

She liked the emperor, perhaps not in the right way, and she was only sixteen.

She is still a little girl.

Who says they won't make stupid mistakes at the age of sixteen?

The crime does not warrant death.

Miss Yao did not deserve to die. The tyrant was right, and the emperor was even more right.

"The real murderer is the one who deserves death." An Jiu said hatefully.

The tyrant understood and nodded in agreement.

It’s good that it’s not, it’s good that it’s not, it’s good that it’s not, I’m scared to death…