This conclusion was too arbitrary. It was too absurd to infer that Fan Liang was the cause of death based on just one painting. However, Jian Yao could not erase that strong intuition, so he had to look at Jian Mu Cheng for help.

Jian Mucheng stood up, hugged Jian Yao into his arms, and whispered: "Don't worry, I will take care of these things!"

"Deputy Governor, what's wrong, someone from the Prince's Mansion came here to send a message, saying that His Highness the Prince has not returned for three days!"

Huaisha, who was lying on the bed and waving the folding fan, immediately sat up after hearing this and asked loudly:

"You haven't returned home for three days, why did you delay reporting until today?"

The maid who delivered the message lowered her head in aggrieved tone. Huaisha stood up and walked anxiously in the room. The beads of sweat on her forehead gathered like streams and kept falling down. The wedding ceremony was currently being held in full swing.

, Jimo happened to go missing at this time. Huaisha was pregnant and had a higher body temperature. Coupled with the urgency, most of her clothes were wet.

After thinking again and again, Huaisha suddenly stopped and ordered loudly:

"Prepare the car immediately, I want to enter the palace!"

Jian Yao leaned quietly against the window edge, with a paintbrush in her hand gently touching her delicate lower lip, watching the palace ladies walking beside the flowers. She sniffed the faint fragrance in the wind, and glanced at the blooming flowers of the tree unintentionally.

I couldn't help but smile. The green leaves were covered with fluffy cilia, and the jagged edges made the broad leaves stand out in the wind.

The silk is flexible, each cluster of flowers is composed of six pale pink buds, and the five buds protect the middle flower like stars holding the moon. In some flower clusters, the middle flower has already bloomed, and the pink petals have faded into

The white and yellow stamens make the flowers unique! Take a deep breath, and the light floral fragrance is fresh and natural, just like the light smell of brother Mu Cheng.

So I lowered my head and made a few hasty strokes. When I looked up again, a breeze blew by, and the flowers just fell with the wind, leaving only sparse shadows and a faint fragrance...

Jian Yao lowered his eyebrows slightly and was about to feel sorry when he suddenly heard someone coming from outside the door to report: "Yi Huaisha, deputy commander of the Mang Army, wants to see you!"

They sat down, watched tea, and smiled. There seemed to be an unexplainable embarrassment between the two of them. Huaisha came angrily at first and left without saying goodbye because of Jimo, but then he thought, even if Jian Yao said something, Jimo's

His temperament was mostly within his expectations. He and Jian Yao laid out the story that day. It turned out that

It was made very clear that even if Jimo was hurt, Jian Yao was not at fault, but standing outside the door impulsively, Huaisha regretted it and came in. Seeing that Jian Yao was in a good mood, he was free to meet him.

He was given a gift and given a seat, which only made her feel even more embarrassed.

"I wonder what happened to the Deputy Governor this time?"

Huaisha's cheeks were slightly red. Although Jian Yao's complexion was fine, he was a little too aggressive when asking questions. Huaisha was silent for a moment, looked up at Jian Yao, and asked slowly: "Princess, have you seen Jimo these days?"

Jian Yao shook his head. In fact, Jian Yao has not heard from Jimo since that day. The two heating pads are still there, and he is quite relieved every time he sees them. In Jian Yao's opinion, if he is destined to marry in this life,

, Marrying Jimo may be the happiest thing. Coupled with the reconciliation with Jian Mucheng, Jian Yao is much relieved about this marriage.

Just as Jian Yao was thinking about what was on his mind, Yi Huaisha, who was pregnant with Liujia, knelt down with a plop. Jian Yao was so shocked that he was at a loss.
Chapter completed!