Du Juan, however, refused to give up: "You probably don't know, but the Dowager Consort and He Huan are from the same lineage. How could she possibly have killed He Huan?" Her words were full of doubt and provocation.
Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Xu Yuehuai's eyes. She frowned slightly, seemingly pondering the question. But quickly, she regained her composure: "The evidence is conclusive; the Dowager Consort is the murderer."
Seeing Xu Yuehuai's determination, Du Juan and Zhao Xi were somewhat discouraged. However, they still hurled a few harsh words at him before leaving angrily.
Xu Yuehuai watched their departing figures, her heart filled with doubt.
She picked up the book again, but her mind was no longer at peace. She began to recall the entire incident, every detail flashing through her mind. She tried to figure out what she had overlooked, or if there were any flaws in the evidence.
Whenever she thought about the relationship between the Dowager Consort and He Huan, she couldn't help but feel a little wavering. But she quickly dismissed the idea, as the evidence already pointed to the Dowager Consort.
So, if it's not too far off, who is the murderer?
Xu Yuehuai fell into deep thought. She knew she had to re-examine the entire case and find the real culprit. Only in this way could she find peace of mind and allow those innocent people to rest in peace.
Night fell silently, as dark as ink, burying the palace's splendor and clamor in endless darkness. In this tranquil night, Xu Yuehuai remained seated on the cold stone bench, her figure appearing exceptionally lonely in the moonlight. Her eyes were deep and lost, as if searching for some elusive answer.
Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew by, bringing a chill. Xu Yuehuai shivered slightly, as if she felt some indescribable fear in the quiet night. Just then, a familiar figure silently appeared before her—it was Qi Guze.
He gently draped a warm blanket over Xu Yuehuai and asked softly, "What's wrong? Why are you sitting here alone so late?"
Xu Yuehuai raised her head, her eyes flashing with a somber light: "There might be more to the case of the murder of the imperial concubines than meets the eye." Although her voice was low, it revealed an undeniable firmness.
Qi Guze frowned slightly. He knew Xu Yuehuai's personality well; once she made up her mind about something, she would investigate it thoroughly.
He gently patted her shoulder and comforted her, "Don't blame yourself too much. We'll investigate slowly, and the truth will eventually come out."
Xu Yuehua nodded, a hint of gratitude flashing in her eyes.
Qi Guze paused for a moment, then continued, "The government is also investigating the explosion on the mountain last time, and I've sent people to find out some information." As he spoke, he took out an exquisite box and handed it to Xu Yuehuai.
Xu Yuehuai took the box, opened it, and found a strange medal inside that looked somewhat familiar. She examined the medal carefully, and fragmented memories flashed through her mind.
“This medal…” Xu Yuehuai murmured to herself, as if she had remembered something.
Looking at her expression, Qi Guze felt a surge of inexplicable excitement. He knew that this medal might be intricately connected to the transmigrator organization.
Xu Yuehuai raised her head and said, "This medal might belong to the transmigrator organization! It looks a lot like an advertising logo from my time in the modern world!"
"An advertisement?" Qi Guze asked, somewhat surprised.
Xu Yuehuai explained, "It's used to promote products and various things; this is advertising."
“Oh, I see,” Qi Guze nodded. “If the person behind this explosion really is the Transmigrator Organization, it seems they’ve been secretly planning something.”
Qi Guze looked at her, a surge of indescribable emotion welling up within him. He knew they were about to face even more complex and dangerous challenges.
"Yes, we need to be on guard too," Xu Yuehuai said through gritted teeth.
As night deepened, the palace lights gradually went out. But in this dark night, Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze's figures appeared even more resolute and bright. They knew that no matter how many difficulties and challenges lay ahead, they would steadfastly continue, safeguarding the peace of the four kingdoms and preventing the transmigrators from taking advantage of the situation.
The moonlight bathed the two figures, illuminating their resolute silhouettes. In the tranquil night, their conversation faded into the darkness, but their conviction and determination were forever etched into the palace night…
On this day, sunlight shone through the layers of palace walls, falling on the white jade-like ground and reflecting a dazzling light.
Bai Yu solemnly handed a file to Xu Yuehuai. The file contained the case of the sudden death of a female member of the family of an important official in the capital.
"Go and investigate this case!"
"I obey the decree!"
Xu Yuehuai, now a lady-in-waiting in the palace, was well aware of her responsibilities. Without hesitation, she took over the case file and decided to investigate it personally.
Before leaving the palace, Xu Yuehuai returned to her residence and mentioned the matter to Qi Guze.
Upon hearing this, Qi Guze's eyes flashed with seriousness, and he said, "I'll go with you."
Xu Yuehuai smiled slightly, "Okay!"
So the two of them left the palace gates together and arrived at Minister Mo's residence.
The mansion was magnificent and imposing, reflecting Minister Mo's noble status. Xu Yuehuai was led by a servant to Miss Mo's boudoir.
The boudoir was exquisitely and elegantly furnished, yet it exuded an indescribable oppressive atmosphere. Xu Yuehuai began to carefully observe her surroundings, trying to find clues to the case.
However, she found that the clues around her seemed to have been deliberately obscured and were difficult to find. She frowned and asked the servants if anyone had touched the items in the room. The servants all shook their heads, indicating that it was not them.
Xu Yuehuai was filled with doubts; she knew this case was not simple.
Meanwhile, Qi Guze carefully observed every detail in the room, trying to find any flaws. His gaze was sharp and keen, not letting go of any possible clues.
Just as the two were lost in thought, a gentle breeze blew into the boudoir, bringing a touch of coolness.
Xu Yuehuai suddenly noticed a beautiful peony in a vase by the window, its petals seemingly still glistening with water droplets. Intrigued, she went over to examine the peony more closely.
Qi Guze followed closely behind, his gaze fixed on her.
Xu Yuehuai gently stroked the petals, feeling their smooth and delicate texture. She suddenly realized that this peony seemed to be different from the other flowers.
She looked up at Qi Guze, a bright light flashing in her eyes: "There's something wrong with this peony!"
Upon hearing this, Qi Guze stepped forward and immediately noticed the unusual peony. Its color was too vibrant, as if it had been soaked in something. Qi Guze approached and gently stroked the petals, trying to find the secret. Sure enough, he discovered a trace of strange aura remaining on the petals.
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