She was calculating clearly in her mind, and she even began to think about how to use the second concubine to overthrow the first wife.

However, the role of the Second Aunt in the Prime Minister's Mansion is not as simple as dealing with the First Lady.

In fact, to deal with the likes of the First Madam, you can only be more cruel and ruthless than her, Luo Xue Ning thought, compared with the First Madam, in terms of cruelty and scheming, the Second Madam is at best a paper tiger. If you really hope to let the Second Madam overthrow the First Madam, it would be too difficult for her.

The reason why Luo Xue Ning took so much trouble to rescue the second concubine was, on the one hand, because the second concubine held many of the first lady's secrets, and on the other hand, she was used as a scapegoat by the person she had always followed. The second concubine might hate the first lady even more than Luo Xue Ning herself. She didn't have to worry that the second concubine would have two minds, because their interests were the same.

On the other hand, Luo Xue Ning had other plans for Second Concubine. She believed that Second Concubine had been able to rise to the position of Concubine from a maid in the same room all these years, not just because she was only showing off behind the First Madam. Second Concubine had also gained some influence in the Prime Minister's Mansion over the years, and Luo Xue Ning wanted her to use her influence to protect Concubine Ye.

Madam Ye's poison has been almost cured now, and her health is gradually improving. However, in the Prime Minister's Mansion, there are too many people who are unwilling to see Madam Ye doing well.

Luo Xuening decided to leave Second Aunt at home to look after Aunt Ye, so that she could focus on doing her own things.

......

In Prince Jing's Mansion, ever since Long Moxun received the emperor's secret order to investigate the secret room murder case in the capital two years ago, he has never slacked off. In the past few days, Long Moxun has been reading the files.

There were a total of twelve closed-room murder cases, and the murderer used the same modus operandi. However, although all the victims had something in common, there was no connection between the victims at all. The murderer brought these twelve completely unrelated people together and created a closed-room murder case that could only be accomplished by establishing a close relationship.

This case once caused a great sensation in the capital. Two years later, countless detectives were mobilized and countless efforts were spent, but no trace of the murderer was found. It was really a huge challenge for Long Moxun to take on this case.

"Your Majesty, we secretly interviewed the family of the victim two years ago, but did not find any useful clues."

The news reported by the secret guard made Long Moxun's already bad expression even more solemn. The secret guard took a deep breath and hoped that he would not be scolded too badly by the prince.

"Well, go down."

However, this time, Long Moxun was not angry. In fact, he had expected this result. The murderer had been able to hide safely for two years under the supervision of the whole nation, so he would not reveal his tracks so easily.

Long Moxun rubbed his brows and waved to the secret guards. The secret guards were about to retreat when they heard another person coming to report in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, a corpse was found in a village in the western suburbs of the capital. The cause of death is very similar to that of a closed-room murder case."

Long Moxun's expression of indifference, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, changed when he heard these words. He stood up with his hands behind his back, and his indifferent face showed a maturity that was inconsistent with his age.

"Follow me and take a look."

The secret guards immediately followed and prepared the carriage. Long Moxun got on the carriage. The coachman was about to drive to the western suburbs when he suddenly heard an indifferent voice coming from the carriage.

"Go to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Ah?" Everyone was surprised. Aren't they going to investigate a case now? What does it mean to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion?

However, although everyone was surprised by Long Moxun's order, they did not dare to question it. Soon, the carriage of Prince Jing's Mansion stopped at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The stunned guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion, seeing Prince Jing intruding without permission, couldn't help but struggle over whether they should take responsibility first or perform the greeting first. As a result, they just stood there in a daze and forgot to greet each other.

Under normal circumstances, if someone dared not to salute Prince Jing, he would be considered a traitor. Long Moxun would not have to say anything, the guards would just drag him out and chop him up. But today, it was clear that Long Moxun took a lenient approach.

He rushed straight to Luo Xue Ning's room. At that time, Luo Xue Ning was holding a book, putting the book on her head, closing her eyes, and sleeping in the sun.

Under her was a large hammock. Luo Xuening had someone make a large hammock. She found two big trees and tied it to them. When she had nothing to do, she would lie in the hammock to bask in the sun. It was so comfortable and pleasant.

Luo Xue Ning's big hammock made the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion extremely jealous, but they looked everywhere and couldn't find such a big hammock for sale, because Luo Xue Ning made it herself.

Long Moxun's tall figure completely blocked Luo Xuening's light. He looked at the leisurely Luo Xuening and snorted in his heart, "You seem quite comfortable."

"Luoxue Ning, get up."

Long Moxun rudely dragged Luo Xuening out of her sleep, without any mercy at all.

"My Lord, what are you doing?"

Luo Xue Ning's voice was still a little hazy, but her expression was very bad. Anyone who was treated like this would be unable to help but get angry, but the person in front of her was Long Mo Xun, so Luo Xue Ning endured it.

"I'll give you ten counts to follow me out."

"?" Luo Xuening didn't even have the time to consider why Long Moxun came here. She jumped down from the hammock, stretched her legs, put on her shoes, and placed the book next to her. The whole process took less than five seconds.

Long Moxun doesn't believe that this speed is not the result of good training. Luo Xuening, the older you get, the more interested I am in you.

Luo Xuening didn't know that Long Moxun was still observing her at this moment. She just rubbed her eyes and asked impatiently.

"My Lord, what on earth are you going to do?"

"There is a case. Come with me to check it out."

Long Moxun arrived at the crime scene, an old house located in the suburbs of the capital. This place was remote and quiet. There were few people around the house, so when the body was found, it had already been chewed and looked ugly. The grass outside the yard was also growing in a mess. Obviously, the owner of this place had been dead for a long time.

The coroner brought by Long Moxun was examining the body, while the officers and soldiers cordoned off the scene as quickly as possible.

"The deceased, Ms. He, was the mistress of an official of our dynasty. Her body was found today by an old farmer who went up the mountain to chop wood. Her death was very similar to the closed-room murder case in Jingzhou two years ago."

Perhaps because this case involved so many things, Long Moxun looked quite serious when describing the case. His brows were furrowed and his eyes were fixed on the body of the deceased on the ground. It was obvious that he attached great importance to this case.

Luo Xuening originally thought that this was just a simple murder case, but hearing Long Moxun's tone, this case did not seem as simple as a murder case.

"Do you suspect this is a serial murder case?"