In the darkness, their eyes met and then quickly looked away, and their hands groped on the ground at the same time, trying to pick up the only source of light, until they accidentally overlapped.

Yuan Xi felt the warmth on his hand, and suddenly felt ashamed and embarrassed. He tried to pull his hand out, but the hand held it tighter. His eyes gleamed in the darkness, and his voice was low and seductive: "Why are your hands so cold?"

"It's because I was scared by you!" Yuan Xi tried hard to suppress the words that were sliding down to her throat. She blushed and pulled her hand out. Finally, she touched the candle and lit it again. In the flickering candlelight, she found a pair of inquiring eyes staring at her. She felt a little guilty, so she sorted her hair and lowered her head, not daring to look him in the face.

Xiao Du couldn't help but sneer in his heart. He just left the body in the room just to see if anyone would come back to spy. Unexpectedly, he didn't see the real murderer, but saw his restless new wife. Now she was acting like a frightened young wife, as if he had bullied her. Very well, since she didn't want to say it, he had to ask her.

"Why are you here?"

Yuan Xi felt that the person in front of her was emitting a dangerous aura, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became oppressive and unbearable. Fortunately, her mind was still clear, and she knew that only by telling the truth at this time could she dispel his doubts as quickly as possible, so she lowered her head and whispered: "I... I think there is something wrong with this body?"

"Oh?" Xiao Du narrowed his eyes, looked at her curiously, and said, "You only looked at it from the outside for a few seconds. Why do you think there is something wrong with this body?"

Yuan Xi didn't dare to look at him. She just pointed at the bloodstains on the wall and said softly, "If she died from being hit against the wall, the blood should have spurted out from the back of her head and splashed everywhere, but the bloodstains flowed evenly, so..."

"So what?" Xiao Du asked quickly.

"So I guess this blood was poured on the wall by someone after she died."

Xiao Du's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood many key points. He glanced at her and said, "Why do you young ladies from the Prime Minister's Mansion still need to learn how to solve cases?"

Yuan Xi knew that he was teasing her on purpose, and she felt a little unhappy, but she still replied honestly: "No... I just like reading this kind of book, and I only learned a little bit."

"Just based on the theories in your books, should I believe what you say?" Xiao Du took another step closer to her with his hands held high.

"It can be confirmed!" Yuan Xi turned around excitedly, but when she met the close gaze, her heart was in turmoil again, and she quickly turned her face back to the corpse. Xiao Du suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, why in her eyes, he seemed to be more terrifying than this corpse.

Yuan Xi calmed down, walked to the body with a candle in hand, shone the light on the wound on the back of the head, and said, "If we just use a knife to cut open her head, we will naturally know how she died."

Xiao Du was half-believing and half-doubting, and then he casually replied, "Why don't you do it quickly?"

Yuan Xi's face, reflected in the candlelight, was stunned for a moment, and then he said with some embarrassment: "I have only seen the illustrations in the book, but I have never really touched a corpse. If I am not steady and accurate enough, I am afraid that I will destroy important evidence."

Xiao Du frowned and said, "Then let's ask the coroner to come over." He paused for a moment, and immediately realized that if he asked for a coroner, it would mean that the government would be involved. If anything unexpected happened at that time, it would not be something he could suppress.

Yuan Xi did not say anything, but her eyes were fixed on Xiao Du's hands. These hands were steady, broad, and the knuckles were raw. They must be used to holding knives and guns, and used to life and death. If they were used to use knives, it would be perfect. Xiao Du followed her gaze and immediately understood what she meant. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and roared: "I am the dignified Marquis Xuanyuan, and you let me help you to perform an autopsy!"

Seeing that he was angry, Yuan Xi could only persuade him softly: "You don't have to do it. You can find any military officer. But they all seem drunk. It seems that we can only wait until tomorrow."

Xiao Du stared and weighed the options, and finally had to admit that it was the easiest and most reliable to do it himself. But he was a little unwilling to accept it. This woman looked so weak, how could she always eat him up? So he put on a stern face, reluctantly took out a dagger, walked to the corpse and looked at it carefully.

Because it had been there for so long, the body had already stiffened. Xiao Du skillfully cut along the wound with his knife until he cut off a piece of flesh from the skull. The rotten smell emanated from it and immediately filled the room. Xiao Du's hand stopped. The familiar smell of rotten meat and the feeling of the blade piercing the flesh reminded him of some memories that he had deliberately forgotten. Now these memories flooded over him, making his whole body cold and he wanted to vomit but couldn't. At this moment, a fragrant scent penetrated into his nose. It turned out that Yuan Xi was eager to know the result and leaned against him unconsciously. Xiao Du rubbed his nose and felt for the first time that the incense on a woman smelled so good. Yuan Xi didn't know what he was thinking. She pointed at the peeled flesh and said excitedly: "Look, the color of the blood on this wound is different!" Xiao Du hurriedly moved closer to take a closer look. Sure enough, the blood on the outer edge of the wound was brighter, while the area near the skull was brown-red, the color of old blood, and the traces of hard objects piercing the skull could be vaguely seen. He immediately understood that someone stabbed her to death with a hard object first, and then deliberately slammed the body against the wall to form a new wound, and the bright red blood was also deliberately sprinkled there later.

He thought again: Zheng Long once said that he had indeed had sex with the maid, and the marks on her thighs could prove it, but the maid had clearly died a long time ago, so how could this be explained? Thinking this way, he looked over there. Yuan Xi followed his gaze all the way down. Since she had read medical books, she certainly knew what the sticky substance was. She blushed at this moment, and it was not right whether to look at it or not.

When Xiao Du saw her like this, he immediately felt that he had turned the tables, so he deliberately sighed, "You can't let me check this place." After saying this, he deliberately fixed his eyes on her.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Xi nodded with a red face and continued, "We need to find an experienced nanny to come and check this out."

Xiao Du's smile froze on his face, and he felt frustrated. At this time, Yuan Xi said, "I think the murderer should be a woman?"

"How do you know?"

"Look," Yuan Xi pointed at the scars on her neck and said, "These scars should be caused by a woman's nails." Her voice paused, and suddenly her eyes widened, and she suddenly reached out to the neck of the corpse...

"What? You mean I slept with a dead person!" After hearing what Xiao Du said, Zheng Long's face turned pale and his expression was as ugly as if he had just swallowed a fly.

Xiao Du was amused, but he still said with a straight face: "You should ask yourself this. Look carefully, is the one who helped you into the room her?"

Zheng Long looked at the swollen face on the bed and suddenly felt a sour feeling in his stomach. However, he was too drunk at the time, the maids were all dressed similarly, and the face of the corpse was covered with scars, so he really couldn't make a judgment.

Seeing him sweating profusely from fear, Xiao Du finally let out a lot of his anger that he had been holding back all night. He said slowly, "Don't worry. We've asked the maid in the mansion to check. There's no body fluid in her body, so it's not the one you had sex with. And we found a piece of nail polish-painted broken nail on her neck, so she must have been killed by a woman. I think someone deliberately lured you into the game, and then took advantage of you sleeping and moved the body to frame you."

Zheng Long heaved a sigh of relief, then immediately became furious and said, "If I find out who dared to harm me, I will peel off her skin and pull out her tendons!" He looked at Xiao Du's tired face and said with a tearful face, "It's all my fault that I was so obsessed with lust that I ruined the Marquis' wedding night."

Xiao Du was stunned when he heard this, then walked to the window, raised the corners of his lips and said, "That's fine. Prime Minister Xia's daughter is quite interesting. Before I find out her background, I won't give her a chance to have a child." His eyes became stern again, and he slowly opened the window, then said, "Now I just want to know who is the one who put on such a good show!"

At this moment, the first blush of red appeared in the sky, a thin mist began to rise, and birds began to sing. This night was finally coming to an end.

Yuan Xi was worried about serving tea to her parents-in-law in the morning, so although she was extremely tired, she did not dare to fall asleep. She just took off her outer robe and took a nap on the bed. When she heard the drum sound, she hurriedly asked An He and Nanny Yu to help her wash and dress, and then she tied her hair into a bun and hurried out.

When he walked to the door of the veranda with hanging flowers, he saw Xiao Du standing by the pillar with his arms folded, wearing a moon-white palace robe with a round cloud pattern. In the morning sunlight, he looked like a beautiful tree, shining brightly. When he saw Yuan Xi coming out, he smiled at her and said, "Did you sleep well last night, my lady?"

Yuan Xi couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart, and reluctantly responded like him, but secretly sighed: Why is it that after a night of sleeplessness, this person can recover so quickly, while I have to desperately apply powder and rouge to make my face look less ugly. Li Ma and An He beside her also hurriedly greeted Xiao Du. An He was caught by him when she was guarding outside the door yesterday. When she saw him, she was like a mouse seeing a cat. She hurriedly bowed and hid behind Yuan Xi, not daring to speak.

Yuan Xi followed Xiao Du through the corridors and courtyards, and finally arrived at the upper room where the old marquis and his wife were. As soon as she entered the room, she saw people standing or sitting in the room, all dressed in gorgeous silk clothes. The golden hairpins on their hair swayed so much that she felt dizzy. Her feet were already a little weak due to fatigue, and she accidentally tripped when she stepped over the threshold and fell forward suddenly.

Just when Yuan Xi was thinking angrily that she was going to be embarrassed in front of everyone, a pair of big hands had already held her firmly. When she raised her head, she met Xiao Du's concerned eyes, and he gently reminded her, "My lady, be careful." As if he was the most gentle and affectionate husband in the world, Yuan Xi blinked in surprise, forgetting to be shy for a moment, and was helped into the house by him in a daze.

Xiao Yunjing, who was sitting at the head of the room, nodded, seeming to be very satisfied with the scene. Mrs. Zhao, who was sitting next to him, had a dull expression, and only glanced at Yuan Xi. Her eyes, as calm as an ancient well, showed no emotion.

Yuan Xi calmed down and quickly knelt down in front of the two of them. She took the teacup from the maid beside her, took a deep breath, and said, "Dad, Mom, have some tea."

Xiao Yunjing took the tea, smiled and took a sip, took out a red envelope and handed it over. Yuan Xi looked up to thank him and took the opportunity to look at the two parents-in-law: the old marquis had a square face, broad shoulders, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and had a unique heroic demeanor of a military general. In comparison, Xiao Du's facial features were a little too delicate. Although Madam Zhao was adorned with accessories, it was obvious that she was very weak, but she also had a fragile style. Her sickly face could not hide the color of her former love for the country. But those eyes, even when they were smiling, had no warmth, and when they stared straight at her face, Yuan Xi's hands trembled inexplicably.

She lowered her head quickly to hide the panic in her heart, and then she realized something: what should she do next? At this moment, the room suddenly became quiet, and everyone tacitly stopped talking, waiting for the new bride to say a few compliments. But Yuan Xi had never dealt with such a scene before. The more nervous she was, the more blank her mind became. She couldn't think of what to say.

Seeing Yuan Xi frowning in frustration, Xiao Du couldn't help but hide the smile on his lips with his fist. How could a new bride be so dull as her? However, it seemed that she was indeed ignorant of the world, or she was too cunning to deceive them all. As for which one was her true self, he had plenty of time to slowly verify it.

Yuan Xi stood in the middle of the room awkwardly, and saw her husband standing leisurely beside her, with no intention of helping. She was so anxious that she broke into a sweat. Fortunately, at this moment, a sweet voice came from far outside the door, breaking the awkward silence. "Oh, I'm late!"