Princess Yaohua's body is still in Prince Chun's Mansion. In order to find out the truth about Princess Yaohua's death, she must stay in Prince Chun's Mansion.

It’s so miserable!

"Qingchen, what's wrong?" As soon as Feng Qingchen went out, Prince Chun stepped forward, looking as if he was concerned about his wives and concubines.

Of course, the premise is that Prince Chun’s eyes should not be always glued to Feng Qingchen.

If it were before, Feng Qingchen might have believed that Prince Chun still cared about his woman a little, but now Feng Qingchen just felt sick and wanted to slap Prince Chun in the face.

It was obvious that Prince Chun was not like this before. Why did he become like this after marrying Yaohua?

Feng Qingchen was a little scared by Prince Chun's change, but thinking of the purpose of her coming to Prince Chun's mansion, Feng Qingchen bit her lip and spoke.

Feng Qingchen said that the condition of Prince Chun's concubine was very serious, and she needed to stay in Prince Chun's mansion for two days to prevent anything from happening to the concubine.

Feng Qingchen took the initiative to say that she wanted to stay. Prince Chun was so happy that he immediately ordered his servants to clean up a yard for Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen wanted to stay, and Sun Sixing was unwilling to leave, but Sun Sixing was a man and could only live in the outer courtyard. Sun Sixing looked worried, and before they parted, he reminded Feng Qingchen, "Master, I really feel that Prince Chun is weird, you must be careful of him."

"I understand. You should be careful too." Prince Chun is indeed ill, mentally ill, and just like Nanling Jinfan, both have abnormal tendencies.

The courtyard that Prince Chun prepared for Feng Qingchen is the largest and most scenic courtyard in Prince Chun's mansion. When Yaohua wanted to live there, she was rejected by Prince Chun.

The decoration of the courtyard was extremely luxurious, even more luxurious than that of Zhaoyan Palace. As soon as Feng Qingchen walked in, he felt a huge pressure.

This is not a guest room, this is a palace. Thinking about Prince Chun's feelings for her, Feng Qingchen really didn't want to stay there for a moment.

That night, Feng Qingchen waved away the servants and sat alone by the window in a daze.

It's not that she wants to pretend to be deep, she just really can't sleep on that bed.

Damn, a bright red bed. People who don’t know the situation would think someone is getting married.

Thinking of Prince Chun’s perverted love, Feng Qingchen was afraid that after she went to bed tonight, Prince Chun would sleep hugging the quilt tomorrow, so she simply decided not to sleep.

Being loved by others is not a bad thing, but being loved by others so much is really not a pleasant thing.

Feng Qingchen had been sitting by the window in a daze, occasionally paying attention to the security situation outside the yard, trying to figure out when would be the best time to sneak out.

She stayed overnight in Prince Chun's mansion not to satisfy Prince Chun's love, but because she wanted to find out the cause of Princess Yaohua's death. She always felt that Princess Yaohua would not commit suicide.

If it wasn't suicide? Then who killed her? And why?

Feng Qingchen had been thinking about this question so much that she didn't even notice Lan Jiuqing standing behind her.

Lan Jiuqing had been worried since he knew Feng Qingchen was staying at Prince Chun's Mansion. He sneaked in as soon as it got dark and discovered that Feng Qingchen was in Prince Chun's Mansion without any guard at all. A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

After waiting for half a minute and Feng Qingchen still hadn't discovered him, Lan Jiuqing took the initiative to speak.

"Who?" Feng Qingchen reacted quickly and jumped away immediately, but Lan Jiuqing was still dissatisfied.

If there was someone who wanted to harm Feng Qingchen, Feng Qingchen would have fallen into their hands long ago.

"Jiuqing? Why are you here?" Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the iconic mask on the visitor's face.

I hope it’s not Prince Chun. Feng Qingchen is very afraid of seeing Prince Chun now.

Lan Jiuqing did not say that he was here to see Feng Qingchen, but said: "I am here to investigate the death of Princess Yaohua. She was a woman who would not commit suicide."

"It's just right. I also want to investigate the cause of Princess Yaohua's death. Shall we go together?" With Lan Jiuqing leading the way, she wouldn't have to worry about the guards of Prince Chun's Mansion.

"Don't tell me that you moved into Prince Chun's Mansion under the pretext of investigating the cause of Princess Yaohua's death?" Lan Jiuqing's tone was filled with anger.

This stupid woman, has she forgotten that she has a man? She has to take risks on her own.

"Of course, otherwise why would I come to Prince Chun's Mansion? The backyard of Prince Chun's Mansion might make me sick to death." When Feng Qingchen thought of this backyard, with a bunch of his stand-ins and the bright red quilt, he got goose bumps all over his body.

"Disgusting? Why does this place make you disgusted?" Lan Jiuqing is good at grasping the key points and asking questions that he cares about.

Feng Qingchen was feeling depressed, and Lan Jiuqing was always tight-lipped, so Feng Qingchen didn't think much about it and told him that most of the people in the backyard of Prince Chun's Mansion were her substitutes.

"You said that most of the women in Prince Chun's backyard look like you?" Fortunately, Feng Qingchen did not tell anyone that Prince Chun called out her name when he was having sex with her, otherwise...

Lan Jiuqing was definitely going to kill someone, but even so, Lan Jiuqing was filled with murderous aura.

"Why are you angry? I'm the one who's angry. I feel sick just thinking about this." Feng Qingchen rolled his eyes unhappily. "I don't know the details either. I also learned about it from that concubine. This matter needs to be verified further."

"Does that concubine look like you?" There's nothing to verify about this matter. Just kill her.

Feng Qingchen nodded: "The eyes are very similar." That's why she believed what the concubine said. After all, when they met again, there was indeed something wrong with Prince Chun.

"Since they look alike, then this is most likely true. Who would have thought that Prince Chun is so bold that he even dares to covet the Ninth Prince's woman?" Lan Jiuqing's tone was cold, with a hint of disdain and arrogance. For a moment, Feng Qingchen felt...

"I suddenly feel that you and the Ninth Uncle are somewhat similar." Feng Qingchen said what she was thinking. Seeing Lan Jiuqing suddenly staring at her, Feng Qingchen hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. I mean, your arrogance that sees everyone as ants is just like the Ninth Uncle."

This is really the only thing. She has been loyal to the Ninth Uncle for a hundred years and has no change. She has no other thoughts about Lan Jiuqing.

"Really?" Lan Jiuqing couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved, but his tone sounded a little listless.

Unwilling to talk about the affairs of Prince Chun's Mansion anymore, Lan Jiuqing proposed that he and Feng Qingchen go together to check Princess Yaohua's body.

With Lan Jiuqing leading the way, Feng Qingchen could walk freely in the backyard of Prince Chun's Mansion. The guards along the way were just decorations. For a moment, Feng Qingchen really wanted to ask, what was Lan Jiuqing's purpose?

A person who can move freely in the imperial palace must have extraordinary lethality.

However, thinking that no matter what Lan Jiuqing did, it would not take her life, she suppressed this doubt.

Princess Yaohua's body was placed in the main hall of Prince Chun's mansion, which had been set up as a mourning hall. Judging from the intentions of the Emperor and Prince Chun, Princess Yaohua would be buried as soon as possible. In this way, even if there was any problem with Princess Yaohua's death, Xiling would not be able to find evidence.

"There are people in the mourning hall." Feng Qingchen saw a few figures from afar, so he turned around and asked Lan Jiuqing, who just leaned forward...

Feng Qingchen touched the cold mask on Lan Jiuqing's face and hurriedly stepped back, but her foot slipped and she fell backwards. Feng Qingchen was startled, and just when she thought she was going to fall, Lan Jiuqing hugged her around the waist.

It really seems like that!

Feng Qingchen was stunned again, staring at Lan Jiuqing's mask in a daze...

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