Xie Changan was silent for a moment and said, "Mr. Yao, let me go to the north of the city with you."

Yao Zhuoyu couldn't ask for it: "Okay, with you here, you will definitely be able to find that secret passage soon."

Several people divided into two groups, playing and handling the case, and the division of labor was very clear.

Cheng Qingqiu looked at the street outside the curtain with a little depressed depression: "What's the fun in the south of the city? Why would you like to go and see the female corpse? Princess, why did the corpse not rot after a hundred years?"

"In ancient times, in order to prevent corpses from rotting, some people specially made antiseptic drugs, which could allow the corpses to be preserved for a long time, or the female corpse was wearing antiseptic objects."

Cheng Qingqiu suddenly realized, and then became even more curious: "Who would put the person under the bed? I was a little curious about the identity of the woman."

Is it an identity?

Xu Anan smiled faintly, without saying anything.

If you can appear in the West Courtyard and be well preserved, it should be the spoiled and domineering princess of Prince Sheng’s Mansion.

But why she had to study in depth before she was rotten there? The Japanese who came and went to the library to read the history books was interrupted by Cheng Huaiye's sudden anger.

Xu Anan was also thinking these days that his strange behavior and his unwillingness to let her touch the portrait of Queen Wen, was it targeted everyone or only her?

Some things are worth pondering.

Xu Anan felt that Cheng Huai hated her too, and this feeling was quite strong from the beginning. She suddenly became a little curious about how he endured his disgust for her and deliberately approached her.

The autumn wind duct in the south of the city is spacious and clean, and there are Linlang shops next to the road, but it is a bit lonely compared to the hustle and bustle in the center of the city.

Xu Anan looked at the ubiquitous candied haws boss, and she looked at Cheng Qingqiu: "Do you eat candied haws? I'll treat you."

Cheng Qingqiu: “…”

She didn't know what was delicious in this kind of sour food. With their value, shouldn't she go to Jingshuilou for a meal first!

Xu Anan spent four cents to buy four strings.

One person, one string.

He Min looked at the candied haws in her hand and whispered to thank him: "Thank you, Empress."

Fuling felt her teeth sore, but every time Xu Anan had to buy her portion together. Even if she had sour teeth, she had finished eating it. Who told Xu Anan to spend money on this? Even if it was not very expensive, Fuling cherished it very much.

He Min looked around and said, "My concubine, Qiu Fengdao mostly sells jewelry. Do you want to go and see jewelry with the princess?"

Xu An'an said: "You often come to the south of the city before?"

He Min was stunned for a moment before nodding: "When my subordinates were young, my parents died in an accident, leaving me with a young sister. In order to make a living, they almost came to the south of the city to find work. So my subordinates have been used to walking around the streets since childhood, and they can go wherever they have money."

Cheng Qingqiu's sympathy immediately became flooded: "Your situation looks like Mu Ci. He also died of both parents and lived alone with his sister. Unfortunately, his sister was killed."

When she talked about Mu Ci, her mood became depressed again. He Min was silent for a while before saying, "Princess, please feel sorry for the death. People cannot be resurrected. This is all fate."

She also knew that this was Mu Xue's life, which made her feel the malice in the world in advance at the age of fourteen.

Cheng Qingqiu clenched his fist and said viciously: "Don't let me catch that evil man, otherwise I will have to cut him into pieces!"

Xu Anan continued to ask, "Where is your home?"

He Min scratched her head: "It turns out that she lives in the north of the city, but because of the murder, her subordinates have moved out of there."

Cheng Qingqiu looked scared: "Fortunately you moved quickly, and it was scary there."

He Min smiled: "Actually, it's okay. I am a person who is used to living in it, and I don't think there is anything scary."

But that's true, He Min probably hasn't walked through the alleys in the north of the city at night.

Cheng Qingqiu, who originally didn't believe in ghosts and gods, changed his mind at that moment, and it's not impossible to believe it occasionally.

Xu Anan suddenly asked, "What are your sister doing at home?"

He Min glanced at Xu Anan, thought for a while before saying, "She was only interested in fragrance. Her subordinates personally set up a house full of fragrance for her. She stayed in the house every day waiting for her subordinates to come home."

"Wow." Cheng Qingqiu exclaimed: "Your sister is so happy to have a brother like you. She has set up a house for her. Unlike my brother, it's cold and cold, but it's still very fierce. If he wasn't my brother, I wouldn't care about him."

Cheng Qingqiu's brother He Min naturally knew that he was the current emperor, so he dared not to respond and complain, and could only laugh.

"Baoshi, you can even throw something into it. What's the use of you? You might as well die now and make me feel more comfortable."

There were several people coming out of a jewelry store in front of me. The woman led by me was dressed gracefully and luxuriously. A middle-aged servant was next to her, and behind her was a woman dressed in a very shabby dress.

She held a lot of things on her hands, and the black hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat. She looked very tired.

She kept bowing her head and reimbursing: "Princess, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'll pick it up."

There was a scattered box on the ground, and a ruby ​​bead hairpin fell to the ground.

She put the thing in her hand on the ground, bent over and picked it up, but before she could touch it, the beautiful woman kicked over her. Her forehead hit the stones on the ground, and bright red blood flowed out in an instant.

Cheng Qingqiu looked at this scene in amazement, and she and Xu Anan had seen the people in front of her.

One is Princess Pingle, Cheng Qingqiu's eldest aunt, and the woman with blood seeping on her forehead is Qiao Xiangsi.

"Don't touch my hairpin with your dirty hands. It's so unlucky. I'll let Yuan'er settle you sooner or later. You bitch, I don't know how he slandered him, he just refused to settle you."

Qiao Xiangsi endured the pain, and the blood flowed on her eyes, she didn't dare to wipe it. Instead, she knelt down and apologized: "Princess, calm down, I will pay attention next time, I will not touch your things with my hands again."

Princess Pingle was upset when she saw this face. Because of her, her son could not marry a noble daughter now. The more she looked at the stick at the door of the store, she raised her hand and smashed Qiao Xiangsi's head.

The stick was forced to stop three inches from Qiao Xiangsi's head, and a fair and small hand grabbed Princess Pingle's wrist.

"Princess Pingle please think twice. This is on the street, and it is not good to have a life-threatening person."

Princess Pingle looked at the master of her hand angrily. It turned out to be Cheng Huaiye's favorite concubine, and she seemed to be named Xu An'an.

She thought that someone dared to get in trouble with her. It turned out that she was just a lowly concubine. Princess Pingle's eyes were cold: "Let go."

Xu Anan winked at Cheng Qingqiu, and she immediately helped Qiao Xiangsi up, and Xu Anan let go of her.
Chapter completed!