An hour later, Shi Bing came back, and he brought back a body, Madam Chai's body!

Madam Chai returned to Xihua Hutong last night. Princess Yongen heard that she was back, and without asking a question, she went to teach Xiaolong to practice calligraphy step by step.

This morning, Princess Yongen remembered this incident and asked the little maid to call Madam Chai over. The little maid knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came to answer the door. A few tyrants saw it and hurriedly asked the little maid to report to the princess. Princess Yongen felt strange and asked someone to knock the door open. Madam Chai was already dead.

The servants could not have funerals in the mansion. Madam Chai's family was all in Shu. When Shi Bing went, Madam Chai's body had been sent to the charity house.

Unfortunately, Shi Bing found the charity village and brought back the body of Madam Chai from the charity village.

"Princess, the little one has seen Madam Chai's room. After the accident, many people have gone in. Because they suspected that it was a murder for money, Princess Yongen also asked someone to search Madam Chai's room. The gold and silver ingots she had saved were all there. The little one went into the house and looked in a mess. The little one did not find it. Fortunately, the Yizhuang was outside the city and it took some time to leave the city. The little one found Madam Chai's body had just been sent over, and the people from the Yizhuang had not moved it yet, so the little one brought the body back."

Hua Jingyao nodded and handed the body to Miss Luo Si for inspection.

Miss Luo Si had just made a mistake and was depressed at this time. When she heard that the body had come again, she did not dare to neglect. She was so energetic that she immediately entered the mortar room with her assistant.

Pei Huan looked at Miss Luo Si's hot back and couldn't help but smile.

He liked the character of Miss Luo Si and the lively family in Jianming's mansion. He thought that was the way home. He had never thought of getting married before. He thought he was the Lone Star of Tiansha and was destined to die alone. Until that day in Jiangnanchun, he saw a girl with a spirit through the crack of the door, and his thoughts changed.

"Mr. Pei."

A familiar voice came from behind, and Pei Huan turned around and saw Hua Jingyao standing behind him.

"Prince, what instructions do you have?" Pei Huan was sent by the emperor from the Ministry of Justice to assist in reporting the case. He should have followed Hua Jingyao's orders, but Hua Jingyao had never taken care of him. He would do whatever he wanted.

"The instructions are not considered as a matter of the Tao of Wuwei." Hua Jingyao said softly.

Pei Huan was slightly surprised that these three words that had not been long-lost were mentioned again. Since the battle of Shunde Prefecture, almost no one has mentioned the Way of Inaction in front of him.

Seeing the surprise flashing in Pei Huan's eyes, Hua Jingyao was calm and composed: "Duke Yongguo and Lord Pei went to Shunde Prefecture to suppress bandits. Now that Duke Yongguo is not here, I have to ask Lord Pei for advice."

In the battle of Shunde Prefecture, Pei Huan's biological mother Xin Zhichen committed suicide, so later everyone deliberately stopped mentioning the way of inaction in front of him.

If it were normal, Hua Jingyao would definitely not have exposed the scars in other people's hearts, but now she can only do this for the sake of the case.

What Hua Jingyao didn't know was that what she asked only after she had no choice but made Pei Huan's heart completely relax.

Only he himself knows best that when some things can be brought up lightly, it is the real past.

"Since that time, Yan Baiju has been missing, and even the Qingyun Sect's various temples in the north have disappeared. The news of the Baishui Sect occasionally comes out, but it has been much more restrained than before. Among the cases reported by the Ministry of Justice, no case has been related to the Qingyun Sect's Baishui Sect in the past two years."

After Pei Huan finished speaking, his heart moved slightly and asked, "Does the princess think that the current case is related to Wuwei Dao?"

"Well, that's what I think." Hua Jingyao said straightforwardly without beating around the bush.

Pei Huan looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "I hope to hear the details."

Hua Jingyao cleared her throat and said, "I'm just guessing. Wuweidao is good at using poison, and it just so happens that Mr. Wuyou is good at making poison. Wuweidao's people are elusive, and Mr. Wuyou is also elusive. I wonder if Lord Pei still remembers that the time of the battle in Shunde Prefecture is not a few days apart from Zhao Mengyu's death."

Of course Pei Huan remembers it!

At that time, he and Shen Xiao had just returned to Beijing, and Gong Qing called Chen Xiao away. Later he found out that Zhao Mengyu was dead.

Although Gong Qing did not tell him clearly, anyone with a discerning eye knew how Zhao Mengyu died.

Zhao Mengyu was sentenced to death by the emperor, but because he was a descendant of Zhao Xiang, it was not announced to the public, and only said that he committed suicide due to his crime.

"The princess suspects that Zhao Mengyu was pretending to die?" Pei Huan asked.

Hua Jingyao had doubted this matter more than once, until Chen Xiao told her that the dead Zhao Mengyu and the living Zhao Mengyu had the same smell, and she suppressed the doubts in her heart.

But just now, Miss Luo Si made a mistake, which made Hua Jingyao suddenly realize that Miss Luo Si could make mistakes, so Chen Xiao, wouldn’t he smell the mistake?

"Yes, I suspect that the person who died was not Zhao Mengyu, or Zhao Qing, or someone else."

"The princess suspects that there is a third person in this world who looks the same, besides Zhao Mengyu and Zhao Qing?" Pei Huan was puzzled.

"Just do we have an experiment?" Hua Jingyao said.

A moment later, a middle-aged woman walked into Shuntian Mansion. Half an hour later, Pei Huan looked at the reduced version of Zhao Mengyu in front of him, and was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

Yes, Zhao Mengyu!

No, maybe it was Zhao Qing. After all, what Hua Jingyao sent to the middle-aged woman was a portrait of Zhao Qing.

"But the height is different." Pei Huan asked.

Although the person in front of him is quite tall, he is still a little shorter than Zhao Mengyu.

Hua Jingyao smiled slightly, pointed at Pei Huan, and said to the fake Zhao Qing: "Can you put this face on his face?"

Fake Zhao Qing smiled and said, "What's the difficulty? Should I try it?"

A man makes a girlish silver bell sound from his mouth, and the weirder it is.

But Pei Huan could no longer suppress the idea of ​​trying it out, and he happily agreed.

So, Miss Luo Si, who walked out of the mortar room with the corpse, saw her expectant husband being taken away by herself.

"Zhao Mengyu?" Miss Luo Si opened her mouth wide in surprise.

"Hey, do you know Zhao Mengyu?" Hua Jingyao asked curiously.

"Oh, I know all the young men who are good-looking in the capital, but I know them, and they don't know me." Miss Luo Si lowered her voice. Although Pei Huan had gone far away, what if someone heard it, right, she loves her image very much.

"Li Bu'er's work." Hua Jingyao said with a smile.
Chapter completed!