Besides, Lu Qi took the prince to the residence where Doctor Xue and Madam Mu were killed. The scene was indeed not destroyed, and even the clothes he had changed on the screen did not move.

This was Lu Qi's second time, but when he came for the first time, he was too shocked and worried about Su Qinghuan and walked in a hurry, so he didn't check it carefully.

"Cousin, look at this rice paper-" The prince stood in front of the desk and reached out to lift the top of the stack of rice paper. "There are traces of ink stains. Look at this piece again, it has not been washed after using it... My mother said that Doctor Xue was very stern in his work and hated the messiest most. Madam Mu worked hard for him, but often could not get his recognition..."

"Yeah." Lu Qi responded, looked down at the shallow scratches on the table that could not be seen without looking carefully, and felt thoughtful.

It was cloudy when he came last time, so he didn't notice this place; today the sun shines through the window, and it is shining on the table at this moment, with a tiny bit exposed, so the scratches are revealed.

He remembered Su Qinghuan's way of drawing flowers with a charcoal pen, and someone took a charcoal pen, spread the thin rice paper on the scratches, and lowered his head and applied the rice paper little by little with a charcoal pen.

The prince came over and looked at the pattern gradually appearing on it, biting his lips and breathing, feeling something was about to come out.

Finally, a vague pattern appeared on the rice paper, which looked familiar, but it was hard to remember.

Lu Qi and the prince exchanged glances, and both saw a little bit of meaning from each other's eyes, and they couldn't help but frown and think deeply.

But after thinking for a long time, neither of them came up.

"Why should I take it back and ask my mother?" said the prince.

Lu Qi hesitated, not knowing that Su Qinghuan had already learned the truth from Su Mingjun, who could not hold back his anger. After thinking for a while, he said, "Let's see if there are any other clues. Your mother can't worry about it now, let go of other things."

The prince said: "Cousin, I think it's time to treat my mother in another way? Is it bad for us to pay too much attention to her?"

"No," Lu Qi did not hesitate about this, "I have been with your mother for so long and have never seen her like this. Now in her most difficult time, I have to accompany her, let her wait for her. We are not her, and we cannot know the pain in her heart, but we can always do it with her."

There was another saying he didn't say, she was always so sensible, trusted him without reservation, loved him, lived and died for him, and was wandering with him.

Now, it's his turn to accompany her.

Thinking of Su Qinghuan, Lu Qi couldn't stay any longer and said, "We have checked around. We have been out for so long. Your mother is afraid that she will be anxious. Let's go back first."

"Okay." Awu didn't know if she woke up. After finishing her breastfeeding, the old lady burped her breasts... The prince was worried and went back with Lu Qi.

After the two went back, they found that Su Qinghuan was no longer in the house, and Bai Zhi was placing bowls and chopsticks, as if she was preparing to have a meal.

Lu Qi was furious: "Where did the madam go?"

"Here!" Su Qinghuan came in from outside with a cup of soup himself, "I went to the kitchen to make some angelica chicken soup for you, and what are you doing when you scream!"

Although she didn't smile like before, she already had a bright look in her eyes.

Lu Qi actually felt confused, standing there and staring at her blankly, not knowing what to say.

"Fool." Su Qinghuan walked up and brought the warm chicken soup to his hands, "Try it, is it the taste of the past?"

"Yoyou, are you okay?" Lu Qi felt the heat coming from the blue and white porcelain bowls, and then he seemed to wake up, looking at Su Qinghuan without a moment.

"Not good." Su Qinghuan said frankly, "But it will be good. You always have to look forward. With you, I can always cross this threshold. Taste chicken soup, Bai Su, go and serve a bowl of the prince."

Lu Qi showed a long-lost smile on his face, but said, "I'm not honest during confinement and run around, and I should beat you. I should be beat you so thin."

"Drink the soup first." Su Qinghuan smiled and looked up at his handsome face, "Heming, thank you."

Not everyone can have her blessings to meet a man like Lu Qi who never leaves her.

He has never been a patient and meticulous person, nor has he a good temper. However, on her most difficult days, he used all his patience to take care of her and accompany her.

No one owes anyone, and he cannot take his kindness to her for granted just because he loves her.

He is also a physical body and can be tired.

"It's really time for family law to serve me, and I'll say thank you." Lu Qi glared at her, but joy overflowed from his eyes. He raised his head and drank the chicken soup and said, "It's very delicious."

The two of them were warm and the prince found a reason to visit Awu and retreated.

"Don't force yourself to think about it, give yourself more time," Lu Qi was not relieved, afraid that Su Qinghuan would force it, and even more afraid that she would pretend, "Don't pretend, it's uncomfortable."

"It's both uncomfortable and uncomfortable," Su Qinghuan took the bowl and used his fingers to trace the blue and white porcelain patterns on the soup bowl. "But I want to know more about who the master and Madam Mu were harmed?"

Lu Qi was shocked: "Who is gossiping in front of you?"

"My elder brother told me all." Su Qinghuan sighed and said, "You shouldn't hide this matter from me. I just didn't expect it for a moment. Think about it carefully, Xiyan really doesn't have that ability. Do you have any clues when you go this time?"

"I didn't want to tell you before finding out the truth, so as not to let you go with your emotions." Lu Qi asked instead of answering the clues, "Do you know, who does the master and Madam Mu have a rift with?"

Su Qinghuan shook her head: "No, at least after the master accepted me as his disciple, I have never seen or heard of anyone they have had a grudge against. But I thought about it carefully. Madam Mu used to serve Concubine Duan and later died Concubine Duan. The master went in and out of the palace and diagnosed the concubines. Perhaps it was related to these old things? After all, I could sneak into the house without realizing it, and still killing people so quietly. I felt creepy when I thought about it."

The royal family also made her feel this way.

"Maybe." Lu Qi took out the pattern drawn with a charcoal pen from his arms and handed it to her, "Look, this was written down on the master's desk. Now I don't know if it was the craftsman who did it deliberately or if the master wanted to take the opportunity to tell us something."

Su Qinghuan took the rice paper, looked at it over and over again several times, and almost frowned.

"I must have seen this thing, but where have I seen it?"

Her reaction was exactly the same as Lu Qi and the prince.

Lu Qi was afraid that she would think too much, so he returned to her previous state, so he comforted him: "This matter is unhurried, maybe you will remember it inadvertently."

"Yeah." Su Qinghuan nodded, "Give me some more time. By the way, Heming, I want to go to the palace."
Chapter completed!