"Because I searched and caught a small team in the dense forest. They saw that we were too many and outnumbered, so they hanged themselves on the spot." Murong Jingyu lowered his voice and said, "He only wrote a secret letter to Zong Yu Mansion without catching the news of his life."

It is claimed that someone pleaded guilty and was escorted to the imperial capital to lure the snake out of the cave. Whether it is to save companions or kill people to silence them, some clues will always be left behind.

"Oh, it's related to the Dark Sect Alliance?" Yunguan wanted to know the most whether those dead soldiers were related to the murder of her father.

"This possibility is not ruled out. A total of five people are dead. There is no way to verify it. I just find nothing except silver needles." Murong Jingyu gritted his teeth. He took thousands of guards to arrest him, but in the end he only carried back five bodies.

Neither avenged Yunguan and King Huanyi nor made contributions, Murong Jingyu wanted the emperor to look at him with admiration.

Since marrying Shen Yihan, Murong Jingyu has only the enviable title of Prince Consort. All his talents and merits are not as good as the eldest princess' husband. Who knows the pain and depression in his heart?

"The causes of those people's death were poisoned by the silver needle?" When the Yin needle was mentioned, Yunguan's nerves became tense, afraid of missing a trace of useful information related to her father's case. She just wanted to avenge Duanmu Chongze as soon as possible, but the clues she had at present were really pitiful.

"Well, not all of them. Two of them committed suicide by biting their tongues, two of them committed suicide, and the remaining one was suspected of being poisoned." Murong Jingyu patiently answered Yunguan's question. After all, it was a case related to Lord Duanmu, and he should have made it more detailed with Yunguan.

"Why are you saying that the person is suspected of being poisoned? What are the evidence?" Yunguan's previous communication with her father was mostly about talking about the details of the case.

Yunguan liked to ask questions and learn about the case. At that time, she was innocent and childish, and kept asking her father what she later.

It was as if Yunguan was listening to Duanmu Chongze talking about strange stories, but all the dead were later passed away, and most of the murderers would be brought to justice, and few people could truly escape the impunity.

"I didn't find anything unusual in his body, I just found a silver needle. It was because of this that I guessed that the man died of the silver needle poison. It was just inference." Murong Jingyu was full of apology. He also wanted to arrest the real murderer quickly to comfort Duanmu Chongze's spirit in the sky.

But things in the world are impermanent and innocent dead are persecuted. Murong Jingyu doesn't want Yunguan to suffer too long because she is waiting for the truth.

"In addition, no silver needle was found on those four people?" Yunguan was very confused. All the news related to the Ancient Sect Alliance could make her more sensitive, and she was unwilling to let go of any doubts.

"No, I have really searched it over and over again. There are no other useful clues except a silver needle." Murong Jingyu couldn't bear to see Yunguan's lost expression.

"Is it possible that among these five people, only the people from China Yinzhen are related to the Ancient Sect Alliance?" Yunguan's speculation is reasonable. Perhaps the people from the Ancient Sect Alliance infiltrated the bandits and wanted to use their power to plot against evil.

"This possibility is not ruled out. In short, it is inseparable from the Ancient Sect Alliance." Murong Jingyu also thought that although these dead soldiers were uniform in costumes, it is impossible to judge based on this that they are all accomplices, and it is possible that they were framed by others.

"There must be motivated to do things. They robbed food and grass to hurt King Huanyi, and they chose to commit suicide after being buried. I really don't know who will use these people." Yunguan shook his head and sighed.

Life seems meaningless to those people. How can we commit suicide collectively for ideals and beliefs? They are all poor people who are deceived by fallacies and evil sayings and find it difficult to control their own destiny.

"This is exactly what I can't figure out. Suppose Lord Duanmu is killed, the Qingzhou Prefect was killed, and the collusion with Qingzhou bandits to attack the official fortune was done by the Ancient Sect Alliance. So what exactly can connect these three unrelated things? As far as I am aware of the Qingzhou Prefect does not know Lord Duanmu." Murong Jingyu frowned and thought.

Except for Yunguan, no one cares so much about the Ancient Sect Alliance. It is just a routine matter for the people in the Zongcha Mansion to find clues related to it.

"Hey, there may be many kinds of theoretical things. Even I have doubted whether my father was killed by the Dark Sect Alliance, and whether he was seeking revenge like Lord Liu." Yunguan became more and more disappointed. The clues in her hand were like kites with broken strings, and she didn't know where they would float.

"Wan'er, don't worry, I will help you find out the murderer so that Lord Duanmu can rest in peace, but it will take some time." This is Murong Jingyu's second guarantee to Yunguan.

The first time was when Duanmu Chongze was buried, Yunguan seemed to be deaf at that time. Even though he knew that others were talking, he could not hear a word clearly.

"When? Could it be that I have to wait for the murderer to show off my feet?" Yunguan asked blankly. She could not count on the Zongcha Mansion, but except for the government, Yunguan had no other way to investigate her father's case.

"Maybe... I'll do my best." Murong Jingyu didn't dare to guarantee anything more, for fear that he would not be able to do it and would be disappointed Yunguan again.

"Thank you brother Jing for your hard work." Listening to Murong Jingyu's efforts, what appeared in Yunguan's eyes was Shen Yishuo's promise to her. When Yunguan thought that the third prince would be his future husband, he felt inexplicably at ease.

"Jingyu hasn't left yet." Shen Yihuan came out of the palace with a thick cloak. When he saw Murong Jingyu and Yunguan were talking, he was very puzzled why these two people met here.

"Hello King Huanyi~" Yunguan hurriedly said hello. Shen Yihuan in front of him seemed to have become a different person, without the former respect and shrewdness, leaving only haggard and as if he had been aged ten years old, which made people feel very pitiful.

"I'm running all the way, why don't my brother rest in the mansion? Are you going out again?" Murong Jingyu didn't expect that Shen Yihuan would be seen by Shen Yihuan in a chat with him.

"I'm fine. I just want to go to Zongcha Mansion. Business matters are important. Why haven't you returned yet? It's really a fate to meet Sister Yunguan here? Cough cough~" Shen Yihuan coughed lightly while examining the person in front of him. He originally believed that Murong Jingyu was a loyal and honest person and would definitely fulfill his wish for him, but the scene in front of him made him feel anxious about Shen Yihan.

Because Shen Yihuan's wish is simple, as long as Shen Yihan is happy, he always thinks that Murong Jingyu can give it.

"Reply to King Huanyi's words, I'm going to have nothing to do, and I happened to meet Brother Jing. King Huanyi's health is better?" Yunguan was not afraid of Shen Yihuan's gaze. She felt that she was doing right and having a clear conscience was enough.
Chapter completed!