Jun Molin opened the booklet and began to read. Yun Qingran leaned over to read with him. The two of them were head to head, and the white paper reflected the light onto their faces, illuminating their two stunningly beautiful faces.
Watching this scene, Jiang Yunqi felt a faint sadness, but he tried his best to maintain a calm and blessing expression.
"Huh? Ranran went to the clinic three times. Doesn't the Yun family have a physician? What's she doing going to the clinic?" Yun Qingran asked, pointing to the contents of the booklet with a puzzled look.
Jun Molin turned the page; the next page contained the prescription Ranran had obtained from the clinic.
"Medicine for injuries, and for very serious external injuries that have been present for some time." Yun Qingran took the booklet and looked at the prescription recorded in it, feeling even more puzzled.
“I haven’t heard that anyone in the Yun family has suffered a serious external injury recently,” Jiang Yunqi said.
"Huh?" Yun Qingran's pretty face showed even more confusion.
"What's wrong?" Jun Molin asked her.
“The person who prescribed this formula is someone who is quite skilled in medicine. The doctors at Ruyi Hall could not have prescribed this formula,” Yun Qingran said.
Ruyitang is the clinic that Ranran went to. Yun Qingran had been to this clinic before and was quite familiar with the doctors' medical skills.
"This prescription might have been given to Ranran by the injured person, so that Ranran could get the medicine according to the prescription. Who could this person be?" Yun Qingran gently tapped the booklet with her fingers, making a rustling sound.
Jun Molin held his breath and remained quiet, trying not to disturb her, allowing her to think slowly.
"Xuanling!" Yun Qingran suddenly straightened up, her eyes wide open, looking both beautiful and a little cute.
"You mean the injured person is Xuanling?" Jun Molin asked.
“Yes, recently, among those connected to Yun Xiyue, only Xuanling suffered severe external injuries, and Xuanling is skilled in medicine. Judging from his sinister appearance, it's reasonable to say he knows Gu magic,” Yun Qingran said.
"So how do we find Xuanling now?" Jiang Yunqi understood; Xuanling was probably the murderer.
"Ranran." Yun Qingran and Jun Molin said in unison, then looked at each other.
Ranran walked listlessly down the alley, carrying a box of pastries. When Madam Xiao, the wife of the Grand Tutor, gave her to the young lady, she had been told that she would live a life of luxury with her.
But in reality, the young lady was gentle and generous in public, but capricious and often abused herself and her other maids and sisters; she was simply cruel.
That's not all; now she's hooked up with Prince Ye of Southern Chu and wants to go there with him. Southern Chu is so far away; she doesn't want to go!
"hello!"
"Ah!" Ranran, who was distracted by the question, was startled by the hello. Upon closer inspection, she saw that it was the young lady.
"This servant greets Miss." Ranran curtsied and greeted Yun Qingran.
"To maintain her slender figure, Cousin Xiyue never eats pastries. These pastries must be for His Highness Ye of Southern Chu. Cousin Xiyue is so thoughtful and considerate." Yun Qingran crossed her arms and looked leisurely at the Wufangzhai pastry box in Ranran's hand.
"Young Miss, you already know?" Ranran's face showed a hint of fear.
“Not only do I know this, I also know that Yun Xiyue is related to Xuanling. The reason why Princess Zhaohua and my grandmother wronged me is because Xuanling put a curse on them.” Yun Qingran leaned against the wall and spoke leisurely, looking at Ranran with a smile in her eyes.
Ranran dropped the pastry box in her hand, her eyes wide with horror as she stared at her. "How did you know, Miss?"
"I deduced it." Yun Qingran straightened up, looking at her with clear eyes. "Tell me, where is Xuanling?"
"No, I don't know." Ranran shook her head.
"Are you sure?" Yun Qingran smiled slightly.
"This servant really doesn't know where Master Xuanling is. It was Miss who contacted him herself." Ranran pretended to be genuinely unaware.
As soon as she finished speaking, three figures suddenly landed around her. Ranran looked and saw that it was Lord Jiang, Pei Chen, and His Highness the King of Beihan!
Seeing that all three people were looking at her, especially Jun Molin, Ranran almost fainted from fright.
“Recently, you’ve been frequently going to the pharmacy to buy medicine for injuries. You’re buying it for Xuanling, aren’t you? You still dare to say you don’t know where he is?” Pei Chen’s voice was slightly loud, and his gaze was cold and ruthless.
Ranran was so frightened that she fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Jun Molin pursed his lips. Three grown men scaring a woman like this—it would be so embarrassing if word got out. But Yun Qingran insisted on doing it this way, saying it would save time and effort, and they could get the answer immediately. He objected, but to no avail…
"Ranran, where exactly is Xuanling?" Yun Qingran knelt down on one knee in front of Ranran, a slight smile on her lips, and continued, "Have you thought this through? The people in front of you are Jiang Yunqi, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, and Jun Molin, the Prince of Beihan."
Jiang Yunqi, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, is young but ruthless. None of the stubborn prisoners under her command have a good ending. She is known as the Living Yama of the Court of Judicial Review.
The Northern Cold King Jun Mo Lin went to the battlefield at the age of fourteen. In his first battle, he killed countless people, crushing horses with his head. Over the years, he has killed countless people and is the number one war god in the four seas.
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you," Ranran said, her composure crumbling. "Xuanling is in that small house at the end of Willow Lane in the west of the city."
Yun Qingran glanced at Pei Chen, who understood and delivered a chop to the back of Ranran's neck, knocking her unconscious.
"Let's go to that little house at the end of Willow Lane in the west of the city," Yun Qingran said, gently placing Ranran's head on the ground before standing up and looking at the three of them.
"Okay." The three nodded and followed her to the small house at the end of Willow Lane in the west of the city.
Upon arriving at their destination, Yun Qingran was about to climb over the wall when Jun Molin stopped her, saying, "You all wait for me outside. I'll go in and explore first."
After saying that, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and floated into the courtyard, landing on the roof.
"Is your prince alright?" Yun Qingran asked Pei Chen with some concern.
Xuanling is a highly skilled martial artist with ruthless and cunning moves. Back when I fought Xuanling at Xiangshan, if it weren't for the difference between my martial arts style and that of this dynasty, coupled with Xuanling's underestimation of me, my chances of winning wouldn't have been great.
"Don't worry, Miss Yun, the Prince will be fine," Pei Chen reassured her.
Just then, the door opened from the inside, startling the three people at the door.
"Jun Molin, why did you come out?" Yun Qingran looked around and, not seeing Xuan Ling, quickly asked as she saw Jun Molin emerge from the inside.
“Xuanling has escaped.” Jun Molin’s expression hardened slightly.
"Impossible! We investigated so quickly, and we arrived as soon as we found out. We didn't even have time to mobilize our troops. How did he know we would come?" Yun Qingran was completely incredulous; this was illogical.
After saying that, she drew a soft sword from her waist and went inside. Jun Molin also sensed something was amiss and followed her in.
Jiang Yunqi and Pei Chen exchanged a glance and followed them inside.
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