The morning light was dim, and the pale golden sunlight filtered through the thin window paper and fell on the soft wool carpet in the hall.

Chi Xinian was sitting in the middle of the hall, a layer of fatigue appeared on her beautiful face. She had not slept all night, and she was much less energetic than usual.

But even though her eyes were faintly bloodshot, she still stared motionlessly at the mess in front of her.

At that time, when Chen Mei and Zhou Guiren fell to the ground yesterday, they knocked over something.

The people in the food palace have sorted it out, but only the bowls and chopsticks are still in their original places...

As the night passed, she vaguely noticed something was wrong, but specifically, she couldn't say what was wrong.

"Your Majesty, do you want to wash your face?" Xinyi came in with a basin of water, wrung out the silk handkerchief and handed it to Chi Xinian, "You have been looking at it all night, why don't you take a rest?"

Chi Xinian took the handkerchief, wiped it on his face carelessly, and asked: "At this hour, Your Majesty should have been up, right? What does he say about Xiaoqin? Or do you insist on treating the person as a murderer?"

"Yes..." Xinyi nodded with difficulty.

Immediately, he quickly added: "But His Majesty will go to court later, so all the affairs of the harem will be handled after he goes to court."

"That means he won't be able to deal with Xiaoqin until nearly noon?" It seemed that there was more time, but Chi Xinian did not show any joy at this.

Because she knew very well that it was almost impossible to find clues that could not be found all day and night in just two hours in the morning.

But she still doesn't want to give up...

"Your Majesty, you must obey fate. Whether it is the traces at the scene or Xiaoqin's confession, you have read it countless times. If you really can't save her, it will be her fate. You don't have to be too sad."

He advised Chi Xinian to be at ease and waved to Qingyun who was outside, gesturing for her to bring breakfast in.

After receiving the instruction, Qingyun immediately carried the tray inside.

Xinyi also quickly found a small table so that Qingyun could place the porridge and side dishes one by one in front of Chi Xinian.

"Mother, please eat something." The two advised, "You have stayed up all night. If you don't eat something, your body will not be able to bear it."

"good."

Chi Xinian was not a pretentious person. Since the breakfast was already placed in front of her, she directly picked up her chopsticks and ate.

But the moment her eyes dropped, she suddenly paused.

"What's the matter, my dear? But the breakfast prepared by this slave is not to your liking?" Qingyun was frightened and immediately wanted to withdraw the meal and leave to prepare again.

But Chi Xinian quickly held her wrist and asked in a daze: "Do you usually arrange the dishes and chopsticks like this? Is this the rule of the palace, or is it your own habit?"

"Reply to your Majesty, it's a rule in the palace." Qingyun's wrist was painfully held by Chi Xinian, and she trembled before she answered in panic, "There are rules for walking, sitting, lying, eating and clothing, and you can't violate them easily.

Therefore, no matter what time, the dishes and chopsticks must be placed according to the rules."

"What about theirs?!" Chi Xinian pointed to the opposite side excitedly, "Why is the placement of their staple food and dishes different from my own?!"

"This..." Qingyun looked along what Chi Xinian was pointing and couldn't help but be stunned.

Although the overturned bowls, chopsticks and tea cups make the table look a little messy, as long as you look at it a little, you can find that the dishes are in the wrong place on the table.
Chapter completed!