"Qianqian County is mainly on night duty, and the patients here need her. His Highness also decided to stay and guard her while waiting for news from the residence."

"Your Highness is here, how can I leave at will?" He bowed his hands and said, "I will go over there and have a look."

Look, what are you looking at?

Xia Chengan couldn't tell.

For a civil servant like him, the war of words in the court is his battlefield.

When faced with fighting the enemy and rescuing the people, he was at his wits' end.

This realization made him feel powerless for the first time.

An hour later, the sound of rapid horse hooves came closer and closer.

Geng Zhong stood up and dismounted, bowed his hands and said, "Your Highness, we found the bamboo forest house."

The car curtain opened, and the voice asked urgently, "How?"

"As His Highness expected, hundreds of black-lined mice were found in the bamboo forest,"

Geng Zhong replied: "We also found ten corpses in the house, all of which died of poisoning."

"Feng Wei actually guessed where we would go." Ji Zimo said in a deep voice, "Any clues?"

"Did we find this on those corpses?" Geng Zhong held a white towel in his hands and handed something over.

Under the flickering light of the lantern, several silver needles glowing white are neatly arranged on the white scarf.

Xia Qianqian poked her head out of the carriage, her eyes fixed on the silver needle.

He reached out, took the white towel, and took out a silver needle. After visual inspection, he said with certainty: "It's my father's silver needle."

Summer pool.

Ji Zimo looked at her side face, "How are you sure..."

"Silver needles look similar, but they are different. The silver needle my father holds has a tiny, undetectable dot on the handle. This is the mark."

Xia Qianqian explained, "These five silver needles are three long and two short."

Her heart dropped and she lost her voice: "Feng Wei is warning me, let me take care of myself, otherwise my father will be in trouble."

"Can this silver needle also convey this meaning?" Mr. Liu disagreed, "Girl, don't think nonsense. When Xiao Yong captures Feng Wei alive, he can only save your father."

"Where are they?" Xia Qianqian can't wait any longer.

Xia Chi is in danger.

Ten corpses were Feng Wei’s biggest warning to her.

To kill Xia Chi, she believed he could do it.

"Take me quickly to see the body."

"You don't have to go."

Ji Zimo stopped her and said, "Feng Wei is a fish on the shore and can't make any splash. Don't worry, leave everything to me."

He jumped off the carriage and left with Geng Zhong and others.

"Wait!"

Xia Qianqian jumped out of the car in a hurry, ran forward, and held his wrist.

Their eyes met, and she looked serious, "Squid, I believe you. However, I also believe in Feng Wei."

Her hands trembled slightly, "He is more cruel and cold-blooded than you think."

Ji Zimo's eyes darkened, "I know him better than you. He used to be my companion."

"When you met, he was an innocent child. After a person experiences family destruction, his character will change beyond recognition." Xia Qianqian emphasized.

"You know him very well?" What he said was sour.

Xia Qianqian answered truthfully: "I have some fragmented memories in my mind."

"About him?" His voice became deeper and deeper, and he slowly stepped forward and held her in his arms.

Under the dim light of the fire, his eyes became darker and darker, like a deep pool with no bottom, a rotating black hole, and he was pressing every word. Under the strong oppression, people could not resist it.

"Yes!" Xia Qianqian was a little nervous and hurriedly explained: "Those memories are not good to me. You don't have to worry about them."

She described it as a bad thing, and this word very well soothed his mood.

"I can take you there," he promised, "but you are not allowed to reminisce about the past in front of my life."

"How could it be?"

Xia Qianqian frowned and denied: "We have no old friendship."

This sentence sounds so comfortable.

Their eyes met, and the two smiled in unison.

Several people who were watching turned their faces away and looked away.

Afterwards, several people got on their horses, and Geng Zhong led the way on horseback.

Seeing this, Xia Chengan ignored the obstruction of his subordinates, pulled a horse and chased after him.

Half an hour later, a group of people arrived at the house by Yanyu Lake.

This is an old house, but it is well maintained.

Red bricks and blue tiles, towering courtyard walls, and heavy black wooden doors exude an antique charm.

Several people dismounted, walked forward slowly, and entered.

Xia Qianqian followed Ji Zimo, her eyes scanning everything in the courtyard.

The courtyard is well laid out, with pavilions, pavilions, rock gardens, and the fragrance of various flowers lingering in your nose.

However, a faint, indescribable alternative smell was mixed with the fragrance of flowers, and she couldn't help but frown.

"Where are the people who were silenced?" she asked proactively.

"Over there." Geng Zhong responded with his hand, "We have ordered all the corpses to be moved to the open space in the backyard. After the autopsy is done, they will be sent to the orphanage."

"Let's go see the body." Xia Qianqian suggested.

Xia Cheng, who was following behind, jumped in his heart and looked at Xia Qianqian with extremely complicated eyes.

In the capital, everyone from the upper class is a lady, everyone is virtuous, gentle, and behaves politely.

Going to see a corpse is such a dirty thing. If you avoid it, who would want to see it?

"The person who was murdered and died must have a hideous appearance. Are you sure you want to go and see it?" Xia Chengan said in a low voice, with a hint of threat in his tone.

"Why not?"

She looked indifferent, "I am a doctor who treats diseases, whether they are living or dead. For me, only by looking for the cause of death from the dead can I save more people's lives. In this case, the living and the dead are all in my eyes.

He is an important person and has nothing to do with life or death."

She repeated: "Take me to see it quickly."

Faintly, she felt that Feng Wei had a bigger conspiracy, and the clues might be in those corpses.

Several people walked through the corridor and came to the backyard.

On the grass in the backyard, ten corpses were lined up, covered with white sheets.

Geng Zhong was about to step forward to pick up the white cloth, but Xia Qianqian stretched out her hand to stop him and said: "I'll do it myself, you all stay back."

"Qianqian." Ji Zimo was worried.

"I can do it." She ordered with firm eyes, "Geng Zhong, let me light a few more torches."

She took out a bunch of things from her crossbody bag and began to prepare them one by one.

Wear a surgical cap, goggles, mask, gloves... everything is ready.

She stepped forward and lifted the white cloth, her bright eyes focused on the corpse's face.

Under the dim moonlight and the flickering firelight, strange vine-like patterns appeared on the face of this male corpse.

"How could this be?" Geng Zhong held a torch forward and said, "When I met you in the afternoon, I didn't have this characteristic."

Hearing this, Xia Qianqian became more cautious.

"Don't come close!" She slowly opened the collar of the corpse.

Under the torch, on the pale and purple neck, there are messy purple-red vine-like lines, like little blood-sucking snakes, wrapping around the human neck.

Just when Xia Qianqian's hand touched her skin, a strange scene happened.

Those purple-red vine-like lines, as if being summoned, slowly stretched out from the corpse's skin, blossomed enchantingly, entangled together, and twisted into a rope.,

The tail of the rope flicked, wrapped around Xia Qianqian's fingertips, and climbed towards her wrist with lightning speed.
Chapter completed!