Chapter 155 His Broken Ribs Were Really Worth It

It gets dark early in winter, and by now it is already dusk.

As both bodies were headless, the identities of the deceased could not be determined, and Lu Xinran's system was unable to help, so he could only reply and wait for further news.

Song Junyan called Ding San and asked him to bring people to escort the two sisters back home.

Lu Xinran revealed the fact that Song Junhe raised private soldiers in Jiangnan at Sun Mansion today. Many people heard it at that time, so this matter could not be kept secret.

Especially with Song Junhua around, it is possible that he had already passed the news to the palace by now.

If it was something else, the emperor might have continued to turn a blind eye and let Song Junhe go, but raising private soldiers touched a taboo, and the emperor would definitely punish him.

Song Junhe was in a desperate situation just after returning to Beijing, and no one knew what he would do.

If he wanted to take Lu Xinran with him to die... Thinking of this, he felt that it was not enough to just let Ding San bring people to escort the two sisters.

Lu Xinran sat in the carriage and looked through the window at Song Junyan riding on horseback, then turned to Lu Xinlan in confusion.

"Is he going to send us back personally?"

When did the two sisters become treated so well?

Lu Xinlan looked at the street scene outside the window, his expression becoming increasingly solemn.

"Wait a minute, if something happens on the road, you must find a way to protect yourself. If we are thrown out of the carriage again, remember to protect yourself at all costs."

She will bite hard at any cost.

The doubts and strangeness in Lu Xinran's heart became more and more serious. After Lu Xinlan said this, it was like a gourd with its mouth sealed, and he said nothing more.

She could only nod randomly and then look out the window at the street market with a feeling of confusion in her heart.

On the wide street, all the surrounding shops were preparing to close, as curfew would be in less than an hour.

The night gradually enveloped the earth, and the air was filled with the smell of smoke from cooking fires.

Song Junyan's heart was already in his throat outside the car. When he turned the corner ahead, he remembered that it would only take a cup of tea to reach Lu's residence.

So if he were Song Jun Hyuk, he would definitely choose to strike before turning the corner.

"Master, there are people ambushing ahead, but... those people have been cleared out."

Ding San, who was walking in the front, had already checked the situation ahead and turned back.

"Someone gestured to us to pass quickly."

He felt more and more strange, and always felt that the origins of those people were also very strange.

Song Junyan had some vague guesses in his mind. Song Junhua dared to repeatedly force Song Junhe not to let him leave immediately. He must have been prepared to protect Lu Xinran at any time if any accidents occurred.

Having the other party take the lead would save a lot of trouble and would not expose the situation to Lu Xinran.

He could sense what his father was thinking, and he didn't want Lu Xinran to realize that others could eavesdrop on her thoughts.

Little did she know that the soliloquy in her heart would be extremely credible.

And since they are credible, as long as more than one person hears these voices, they can be used as evidence.

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians in the market, and the wheels make a creaking sound on the bluestone road.

Lu Xinlan's body was already tense, ready to pounce on Lu Xinran as soon as something happened.

The carriage drove steadily around the corner and then swayed to a stop at the side gate of Lu's mansion, but the expected assassination did not occur.

There were already servants waiting at the door, and they immediately came over to greet the carriage when they saw it.

In the light of the lantern, the clueless Lu Xinran saw the cold sweat on Lu Xinlan's forehead.

"Sister, are you feeling...unwell?"

"Well, maybe he caught a cold at the market. I'll go back and ask the kitchen to make him a bowl of ginger tea."

Lu Xinlan calmly wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, turned around, and took Lu Xinran with him to thank Song Junyan who was still on horseback.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for escorting us sisters back home. We have new clues in this case. Please, Your Highness, please call us sisters to help at any time."

What she said sounded a little awkward. Song Junyan just nodded slightly, glanced at Lu Xinran's face, then lightly picked up the horse's belly belt and left.

Great, another day without hearing the word pervert.

His broken ribs were worth it.

They came back late, and Pei and Zhao had already returned.

Although the two did not go to the funeral home today, they ran around the entire afternoon and all the places they went to were places where corpses were dumped. They still felt like they had some smell on them.

So after entering the mansion, the two of them first went back to their rooms to wash and change clothes, and then went to Zhaoyun Courtyard.

When Pei heard that they had returned home, she sent someone to the kitchen to prepare a table full of dishes for them.

There is no need to follow the rule of not talking while eating or sleeping in her room. It is just right to chat while eating.

Zhao and Kong were also there. Although Zhao was still feeling awkward, as if something was stuck in her chest, she was waiting for Lu Xinran to admit his mistake and apologize to her to ease the tension.

But today, when she met Zhang Shui'er again at Sun's residence, her idea of ​​marrying her as her daughter-in-law began to rekindle.

She knew that the damn girl would not be willing to help her, but it didn't matter because she still had Xin Lan.

The daughter she raised with great care would definitely be willing to help her, and would also definitely want to see her brother find a good marriage.

Pei looked at Zhao who kept looking outside, sighed and shook her head slightly.

The eldest daughter-in-law still didn't know why the families she had her eyes on were unwilling to marry their daughters to them.

Who would believe that a mother who treats her own daughter so harshly would be a good mother-in-law?

As soon as Lu Xinran entered the room, he met Zhao's eager gaze. Both of their faces froze, and then they turned away, secretly cursing in their hearts.

Pei smiled and waved for her to come over and sit down.

The news of this murder in the busy city has already spread to various places, and many people are speculating on what the inside story of this case is.

Especially after discovering that Song Junyan and Tang Quyan invited the Lu sisters, they became more concerned.

With a system that allows cheating, the murderer should be brought to justice quickly, right?

Pei's brows were deeply furrowed as she listened to Lu Xinran talking about what happened throughout the afternoon.

"The identity of the deceased has not been discovered yet?"

If the identity cannot be found, Lu Xinran’s system cannot be used. This murderer... why does she always have the feeling that she is coming for Lu Xinran?

Lu Xinran sighed: "I hope that the Fourth Prince and Lord Tang can find new clues soon."

With a clue, maybe her system could start to help.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Come, have a meal. You must be hungry after being busy all afternoon."

Inviting everyone in the room to take a seat, as soon as Pei sat down, Zhao waved to Lu Xinlan to sit over.

Lu Xinran looked at Zhao's plan in the booklet and snorted with contempt, the abacus beads about to break on his face. Did he really think we were all fools?

Zhang Er prefers his cousin, and if his cousin is not available, there are others.

Even if others are not capable enough...it may not be Lu Yuanheng's turn.

Listening to her mumbling, Mrs. Zhao almost broke her chopsticks. How could her precious son be considered nothing more than a spare tire in the mouth of this dead girl!