Murong Yan came to the Marquis' Mansion early in the morning. He brought breakfast from the palace and filled the table with it.
Ye Wanqing had already gotten up and was washing her face with sleepy eyes. Shen Xu's body was not just weak. She had only moved around a little last night, but when she woke up this morning, her whole body ached and she couldn't even lift her arms.
You need to exercise more.
"The answer is barely correct, but the handwriting is too sloppy. I'll rewrite it after dinner." Murong Yan flipped through the homework on her desk and looked at it carefully.
"What! I spent several nights writing this. It's fine as long as the meaning is correct. Are you going to cripple my hands by rewriting it?"
Murong Yan closed the book, picked up a bun and started eating. He said in a gentle and lazy voice, "It's okay if you don't rewrite it. Since you are so perfunctory, then I will be perfunctory too. The case is not important. I just need to investigate it casually and get my job done."
"Your Highness, that's your brother. How can you be perfunctory in finding the murderer?"
"Since you don't take my words seriously, I might as well save my energy." Murong Yan lay down on her lounge chair carelessly, crossed her legs, and looked like a fox lying lazily on the beach basking in the sun.
When Ye Wanqing heard about rewriting, she felt like a deflated ball, slumping down on the table.
"Your Highness—" She dragged out her voice and complained, "My wrist is really going to break. I'll practice my handwriting later. Please don't rewrite it this time."
Murong Yan looked at Ye Wanqing, only to see her hunched over the table, complaining dejectedly, with a hint of blue in her eyes. So he deliberately raised his voice and said, "Then I won't tell you the results of my investigation today."
"What investigation results? What have you found these past few days?" Ye Wanqing was immediately interested. She sat down on the cushioned armrest of the recliner and looked at him expectantly.
"Well, I started investigating Second Madam Ye and Second Miss Ye, and discovered that the shop run by Second Madam Ye had recently suffered a large loss. During my investigation, I learned that an accident had occurred at the herbal medicine shop and farm run by the Ye family."
"What?"
"Someone placed an order for a large quantity of medicinal herbs. When the Ye Mansion was preparing to deliver the goods, the farm's herb fields were suddenly attacked by wild boars. Since the order was not delivered on time, the other party demanded ten times the contract value as compensation."
Ye Wanqing exclaimed softly and asked in a low voice, "How much silver will it cost?"
Murong Yan shook his head and said, "It should be a considerable sum. Old Ye is currently counting and selling off his land. However, when he was about to check the accounts, the accounting office of his herbal medicine shop suddenly caught fire, and all the account books were burned, making it impossible to check the accounts."
Ye Wanqing suddenly realized something and deduced, "I understand! Someone must have embezzled the money from the herbal medicine shop and stole the arsenic from the herbal medicine shop to poison the murderer."
Murong Yan hummed, "It's very likely."
"Have you found out who set the fire?"
He shook his head and replied that he didn't know yet and there were still doubts that needed to be investigated.
Ye Wanqing immediately concluded, "The person who killed me must be between Ye Xueruo and the Second Madam. Maybe they conspired together!"
"Hmm... there are still some doubts. We need to investigate and find evidence." Murong Yan pondered and added, "The motive for the murder is not clear either."
"They have motives. The Second Madam was born a concubine, and Ye Xueruo is a concubine's daughter. It's inevitable that she is suppressed by me. The mother and daughter have always disliked me in the mansion. When I was a child, they often made things difficult for me and my brother."
"Now that my brother has gone to the border, she must have seen that no one in my family would stand up for me, so she took the opportunity to hire someone to kill her." Ye Wanqing thought of the desolate scene at her own funeral, and felt extremely uncomfortable.
"They burned down the accounting office. There must be some crucial evidence inside that was destroyed. How can we convict them if this continues? Is Shen Xu's death going to be in vain?"
Murong Yan suddenly held her hand, gently stroking the calluses on her fingers with his fingertips, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, as long as a person has done something, it will definitely leave traces. Don't worry, I won't let the truth be buried for too long, and I won't make you wait too long."
Ye Wanqing raised her watery eyes, "I believe you, Your Highness."
Murong Yan exhaled lightly and said gently, "Our goals are the same. I also want to help Ah Xu and avenge this as soon as possible."
"I was too hasty. After all, you are not Shen Xu. From now on, if you want to do what you want to do, just do it."
"Ah?" Upon hearing Murong Yan's sudden reassurance, Ye Wanqing repeated herself, "Your Highness the Crown Prince doesn't want me to rewrite my homework?"
Murong Yan nodded and said, "Everyone's talents are different. I can't use Ah Xu's standards to restrict you, nor should I make decisions for Ah Xu's body. Ah Xu is dead, but you have to live like him. This is unfair to you."
Ye Wanqing suddenly felt that what he said made a lot of sense. She had actually thought about one thing: after catching the murderer and taking revenge, what should she do next?
"Don't be too moved. I can tolerate you running around without doing your homework and deliberately offending me. But I absolutely cannot tolerate you crying so ugly using Ah Xu's body, secretly applying powder, and wearing women's clothes!"
"Murong Yan!" Ye Wanqing stood up and was about to attack him, but she saw him leisurely crossing his legs and touching her hand as if it was a matter of course.
She narrowed her eyes, and suddenly the corners of her lips curled up. She took advantage of the situation and grabbed his hand, turning around and pressing him onto the recliner. "Oh? It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really likes to see brothers wearing women's clothes. Could it be that he is really a homosexual?"
Murong Yan's face flushed red, and he tried his best to explain: "Don't use Ah Xu's body to do anything strange. My brother also has to save face."
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