Zuan looked hesitant: "Wouldn't that be too difficult for you? It's alright, I'll investigate from the outside first."
"No trouble at all, Lord Zu, please come in." Han Fengqiu smiled, but inwardly he was cursing, "If I let you investigate outside, wouldn't that mean we'd seal off the Qi Prince's mansion?"
Zu'an kept declining, but Han Fengqiu kept extending a warm invitation, to the point that he almost cried. Of all people to offend, why did those gatekeepers have to mess with this devil?
"Alright, since you've extended such a warm invitation, it would be disrespectful to Brother Han if I didn't go in," Zu An finally relented.
Han Fengqiu forced a smile: "Lord Zu, please come in, please come in!"
Anger from Han Fengqiu: +233 +233 +233...
Feeling that he had gathered enough anger, Zuan swaggered inside.
The guards under his command exchanged glances, all of them seeing the admiration in their companion. They had just been at a loss because of the Prince Qi's reluctance, but Lord Zu had easily resolved the situation with a single move. No wonder he had made so many great contributions recently.
Soon, the group was led to the back garden, where Han Fengqiu pointed to a spot and said, "This is where the concubine drowned."
Zuan noticed that the pool was quite large, practically a small lake, so it wouldn't be surprising if someone drowned there.
He pointed to the railing on the shore and said, "With so many railings here, why did the Prince Qi's concubine fall into the pool?"
Han Fengqiu replied, "These railings were newly added after the incident to prevent similar things from happening again. If you look closely, you'll see that the paint on them isn't completely dry yet."
Zuan was speechless for a moment: "So you're saying the entire crime scene was destroyed by you?"
With so many craftsmen coming and going to install the railings, any clues would be completely destroyed.
“I don’t quite understand what you’re saying, Lord Zu,” Han Fengqiu replied. “The unfortunate incident involving the concubine was clearly an accident. Why would you need to deliberately preserve any clues?”
Zuan snorted: "Whether it was an accident or not is not for you to decide. We'll have to investigate to find out."
Han Fengqiu originally intended to say a few sarcastic remarks to the other party, saying, "Why should you interfere in matters concerning the Qi Prince's Mansion when you have no say in them?"
However, remembering the loss he suffered at the door earlier, he held back. "Forget it, we won't stoop to the level of such a petty person."
Zuan sent his men to look around for any traces that might have been missed. Those who were sent to participate in this case were all professional experts, and any clues would not escape their notice.
Unfortunately, after searching the area several times, the group quietly shook their heads at Zu An, as the Qi Prince's mansion was clearly well-prepared and had thoroughly destroyed all traces of the crime scene.
Zu'an stopped pressing the matter: "Where is the concubine's palace?"
Han Fengqiu hesitated for a moment, and Zu An laughed: "What's wrong, is it inconvenient?"
Han Fengqiu felt a chill run down her spine, wondering what kind of trouble the other party was going to cause this time, and immediately said, "There's nothing inconvenient about it."
Soon, she led them to a courtyard. The courtyard was quite large, and the architectural details were exquisite and meticulous, clearly indicating that this concubine had been quite favored before.
However, nowadays there are many withered branches and fallen leaves in the courtyard, and the huge courtyard has an inexplicable sense of decay.
Moreover, the entire house was deserted at the moment. As if guessing their doubts, Han Fengqiu explained, "After the concubine's accident, this courtyard was abandoned. Ordinary maids dare not come here, fearing that there might be ghosts or something."
Zu An laughed and said, "Are you afraid of vengeful spirits seeking revenge?"
Han Fengqiu's expression changed: "Lord Zu, please don't talk nonsense. These ignorant maids are afraid of ghosts by nature, and it's nothing else."
Zuan smiled and said nothing more, then went into the house to look around.
Han Fengqiu remained expressionless. There was nothing here that could be hidden; let him investigate as he pleased.
Zu An sent his men out and went to the bedroom of the Qi King's concubine.
The bedroom still held a faint scent of face powder. As a concubine of the King of Qi, she must have used extremely precious varieties, the fragrance of which was intoxicating. It was a pity that the beauty had passed away.
He opened the wardrobe next to him and saw a dazzling array of beautiful dresses inside. He couldn't help but exclaim, "She has so many clothes!"
"After all, she is the concubine of the Prince of Qi, so naturally these treatments will not be withheld from her," Han Fengqiu replied.
Zuan nodded and casually asked, "What was she wearing when she went out that night? Her own clothes or casual clothes?"
Han Fengqiu replied, "It's her own clothes, but they're relatively simple."
Zuan looked into his eyes: "From what you're saying, it seems like she deliberately wore such clothes to avoid being noticed, as if she was going to meet someone secretly in the middle of the night."
Han Fengqiu's expression changed: "I didn't, don't talk nonsense. This concerns the concubine's reputation, Lord Zu, please be careful with your words!"
"Just kidding, Lord Han, don't be so serious." Zu An patted his shoulder and casually put his arm around him as they walked out.
Han Fengqiu stiffened, unaccustomed to being put his arm around her shoulder like that, and at the same time worried that he might suddenly launch a sneak attack, in which case she would be completely powerless to resist.
But if I push him away directly, it seems like I'll completely offend him? And then he might use that as an excuse to make trouble.
After thinking it over, he realized that the other party wouldn't attack him in a place like the Prince's Mansion, and he gradually relaxed.
While he was torn between his inner turmoil and his own thoughts, he didn't notice that when Zu An casually closed the wardrobe door, he reached inside and took a piece of clothing belonging to the Qi King's concubine, storing it in the glass bead.
After leaving the courtyard, Zu'an asked again, "Where are the maids and servants who serve the concubine?"
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