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After the farce, Miss Yu went home and had an alibi, so she was not a suspect at all. After going through the formalities, she left the government office.
As an unofficial staff member, Zhu Qinghe couldn't stay at the government office too late. Seeing that there was nothing for her to do, she left with Miss Yu.
Miss Yu was in a low mood, and Zhu Qinghe didn't know how to speak. Just as she was considering what to say, Miss Yu suddenly spoke up.
"Miss Zhu, do you suspect that Wang Ji was murdered?"
Zhu Qinghe stepped forward to walk alongside her and said, "That's possible. After all, he had no reason to commit suicide, and he hadn't been drinking, so how could he have fallen into the river for no reason? That doesn't make sense."
Miss Yu sneered, "Perhaps it's retribution."
Zhu Qinghe awkwardly pinched her ear; she couldn't respond to that.
Miss Yu reverted to her previous cold and aloof demeanor: "If that's the case, then you should investigate Shui Hong."
That will certainly need to be investigated.
Zhu Qinghe explained, "Miss Yu, please don't take it to heart. I'm not an official, just an assistant. Investigating cases isn't my responsibility, and we didn't suspect you."
After all, the alibi is right there in the open.
Moreover, even without an alibi, Zhu Qinghe didn't think Miss Yu would kill someone just because her husband cheated on her. She had the courage to divorce him in the street, so why would she sacrifice herself for someone who wasn't even worth it?
As they spoke, they arrived at Miss Yu's house. Miss Yu bid farewell to Zhu Qinghe, saying, "In any case, thank you for listening to me. It's been a long time since I've confided in anyone."
Zhu Qinghe waved her hand gently: "You're welcome. Live a good life from now on, everything will pass."
Yes, no matter what happens, everything will pass.
The sun sets and rises again; tomorrow is another new day.
Zhu Qinghe walked towards Sai Banxian's direction. Not far away, a small sparrow with jet-black feathers landed on the eaves and stared intently at her.
A cold wind blew by, and Zhu Qinghe shrank her neck, looking around. Why was it suddenly so cold?
A dark figure gradually approached, breaking the silence of the darkness. Light footsteps slowly drew near, and Zhu Qinghe's heart tightened. Her hand slowly moved to her waist.
Zhu Qinghe silently counted the time—three, two, one.
A hand rested lightly on her shoulder. She reacted quickly, turning around and swinging the dagger in her hand. However, the other person blocked her forearm without blinking, and with a twist, she was trapped in their arms.
Shen Wumei's familiar voice rang out: "What are you doing?"
Zhu Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death. I thought someone was following me."
Shen Wumei took the dagger from her hand: "With your abilities, if there are really bad people, this thing of yours is meant for them."
Zhu Qinghe was somewhat unconvinced: "I'm also very powerful, okay? It's just that I can't beat you."
Shen Wumei remained noncommittal: "Let's go, I'll take you back."
Behind her, the black sparrow on the eaves flapped its wings and flew away. Shen Wumei glanced at it from the side, her expression somewhat solemn.
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"Prince, everything has been taken care of," the person shrouded in a black cloak said in a low voice.
You could tell from her voice that she was a young woman. But she was completely shrouded in a cloak, so you couldn't see anything, and only her occasional movements revealed her slender figure.
The man sitting at the head of the table was dressed in red and looked dissolute and unrestrained. At his feet lay a scantily clad and alluring girl who glanced at him with seductive eyes and vigorously massaged his legs.
The man, however, lazily propped his chin up and squinted at the girl bowing below, lost in thought.
After a long while, he swung his leg, looking dejected: "You can go down now."
The girl's disappointment was palpable, but she dared not disobey his orders and left dejectedly.
After the girl left, the man's expression softened a bit. "Why are you standing so far away? Come closer."
"There is a distinction between superiors and inferiors; your subordinate dares not do that."
"Dale!" the man said, somewhat angrily. "Do you have to be so distant with me?"
The girl called "Dale" froze for a moment, then slowly walked a few steps away from the man and stopped: "Dale wouldn't dare."
The man in red was the same man Zhu Qinghe and the others had met on the bridge. He also had another identity: Yin Luoha, the prince of the Silver Tenon Clan.
His stated purpose in coming here was to facilitate a marriage alliance, but in reality, he was searching for medicine.
His father was suffering from a strange illness. The great shaman said that only the Soul-Regenerating Pill in the palace could cure his illness. So they took the guise of a marriage alliance to obtain the pill, which led to this marriage alliance trip.
Yinluoha stared at her for a while, still dissatisfied. "What are you wearing? Change it."
Dale's voice was low and devoid of emotion: "As the prince's shadow guard, this is how I should dress."
Shadow guards, as the name suggests, are guards who are like shadows. They must accompany the prince at all times, take care of his food, clothing, shelter, and protect his safety.
Small and inconspicuous like a shadow, yet omnipresent, always at your beck and call.
"Who asked you to be a shadow guard? Change it tomorrow." Silver Lohar started to throw a tantrum without restraint, standing up and pulling down the hood from Del's head, revealing a pale face.
If Zhu Qinghe were here, she would definitely recognize her as the girl in black who called Wang Ji "trash."
The light in the room made Del take a step back uncomfortably, but she forgot that the hood was still in Silver Lohar's hand. With that tug, her heavy black cloak slipped off.
Deir stood there somewhat bewildered, wearing a black bodysuit with the shadow guard's signature pattern embroidered on the cuffs.
Yinluoha tossed the black cloak in his hand aside with disdain: "How can you wear such an ugly outfit?"
"I remember you used to be quite vain."
Dale's long eyelashes trembled, and she unconsciously bit her lower lip.
before.
If she could, she would like to go back to the way things were before.
Unfortunately, remembering her master's warning, her eyes cleared up a bit.
She clasped her hands together in a gesture of respect, saying, "If Your Highness has no other business, I shall take my leave."
Without waiting for Yinluoha's reply, he turned and left.
Yinluoha stared at her retreating figure, the nonchalance on his face slowly fading, replaced by a sense of melancholy in his eyes.
Why did they end up like this?
But it's okay, once he resolves everything, things can go back to normal.
must.
No one paid much attention to Wang Ji's case. The government intended to close it as an accident. Since even his relatives didn't want to pursue the matter, the government naturally didn't want to cause any more trouble.
However, Shen Wumei always felt that there were suspicious points in this case. Although Wang Ji's character was not very good, it did not mean that he should die for no reason.
"So," Zhu Qinghe asked leisurely as she sat with him by the river, her legs dangling in the air, "are you planning to continue your investigation?"
She has now become a hands-off manager of Sai Banxian, while Ruyi is now far more skilled in the business than she is.
Moreover, once the initial novelty wore off, not many people sought her out for fortune telling anymore. Now, most people were asking for talismans and compatibility analysis based on birth dates, which she would handle in the evenings.
Originally, fortune telling was her main job, and investigating cases was just a side job, but now the whole thing has been reversed.
Shen Wumei countered with, "Do you think I should continue investigating?"
Zhu Qinghe looked at him somewhat flattered: "Does Lord Shen also seek other people's opinions?"
Shen Wumei replied naturally, "You're not just anyone."
Zhu Qinghe's heart stirred, and a smile appeared on her face.
"If you want to investigate, then investigate. I support you."
Although the clues are few, it is not impossible.
Although the case was not taken seriously, they did not need to explain themselves to anyone.
Even if it's just the two of them, they can still continue the investigation, right?
“Oh, right,” Zhu Qinghe suddenly remembered something, “Do you remember the girl in black I told you about?”
Shen Wumei nodded: "I remember her. What happened to her?"
"She is the girl on the bridge back then."
"The girl on the bridge?" Shen Wumei clearly didn't remember. "Who is she?"
"That's the girl who was next to the young man in red back then."
The young man in red? Shen Wumei remembered him; that pretty boy.
"So what?" Shen Wumei asked in a cool tone.
Zhu Qinghe poked his cheek and teased, "Lord Shen, we're talking about serious matters, why are you looking so serious? Give me a smile."
Enraged, Shen Wumei pulled her hand down and gripped it tightly: "Are you going to talk or not?"
Zhu Qinghe stopped teasing him, briefly recounted what had happened, and offered her own perspective.
"I always felt that they didn't seem like people from Licheng."
Her clothing, demeanor, and appearance were unlike anything she had ever seen in any local. Considering that the only known person to have recently arrived in Licheng was the eccentric Silver Tenon Prince, Yin Luoha, she could only think of him.
So, was that girl his concubine? She doesn't seem like it.
They're not exactly a perfect match.
Shen Wumei sneered: "It would be even better if it were him."
It was a good opportunity to settle both old and new scores at once. Before he could even go looking for them, they came to him of their own accord.
Meanwhile, the person they were talking about was out enjoying himself, eating, drinking, and having fun.
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