Since Lin Mengya came back from the study, although she still smiled faintly, she no longer liked going out of the main gate of Liuxinyuan.
Jiang Ruqin and Lin Mengwu didn't leave after all, but because of Lin Mengya, they didn't show off in such a grand way.
Regarding this result, the servants in the mansion were all happy and excited, except for a few in Liuxinyuan.
"Tell me, did the master have a quarrel with the prince?" Bai Shao lowered his voice and looked at the big door of the main house with worry.
With nothing to do, four people, including Lin Zhongyu, were sitting in a small pavilion in Liuxinyuan, communicating secretly.
"I don't think the master is getting along with the prince. Don't worry so much. It would be bad if the master hears it."
Bai Ji, the eldest, is very popular with the people. She mended all the damaged clothes and shoes of the three little ones.
Therefore, he has the most say.
"My sister is not that stingy. If I look at it, those two vixens must have made my sister angry!"
Lin Zhongyu's beautiful little face was filled with anger. Only now did he realize that his sister's life was far from being as glamorous as it seemed on the surface.
But he had no way to help his sister.
It would be nice if he wasn't so useless.
Compared with the gossip group outside, the group inside the house is even more bizarre.
Lin Mengya was sitting on the desk writing and drawing, while Qinghu was lying leisurely on the beauty's couch.
"Little girl, no matter what I say, it can be said that you are beautiful and delicious. Why are you such a heartless little thing? Every time you see me, you act like you haven't seen me before."
Qinghu still had that toneless tone, but Lin Mengya, who was used to it, didn't care at all.
In the past few days, Qinghu was still stealing imperial edicts from various houses, but time was running out.
According to him, the buyer was also impatient, so he no longer had to deal with the errands.
"If you really change your career and become a flower picker, I warn you to stay away from the people in my yard. Otherwise, I don't mind having you castrated and sent to the palace to be a eunuch."
Without raising his head, he threw out a warning to shut up Qinghu.
After a while, Qinghu, who was really bored, walked over slowly and looked at a piece of paper that Lin Mengya had been working on since the morning.
It was densely filled with words he didn't recognize.
With green fingers, he clicked on the paper that was dazzled by circles, and asked curiously.
"Which country are these characters from? Why don't you recognize any of them?"
Lin Mengya raised her eyelids and drew the finger away with her pen.
"Well, because you are uneducated."
It's strange to understand. Lin Mengya is using the memory method of her previous life to sort out recent events.
First, someone paid a big price to have the Taohuawu killer take his life.
Later, the queen sent this Mingsha Guanyin.
In the end, it was Qinghu who stole the imperial edict from every house.
All of these seemed unrelated, but she intuitively felt that these things were not as simple as they seemed on the surface.
In fact, as long as Qinghu reveals the patron behind the scenes, everything may have a definite answer.
But who knows, this guy has quite a spirit of contract.
No matter how much I tried to coerce or lure him, I just didn't say anything and just strolled around my yard leisurely every day.
Fortunately, those three girls and Lin Zhongyu were his confidants, otherwise, there might have been some rumors spread.
"What kind of treasure is culture? If I have it, can I understand the words you write? Tell me, where did you get this thing?"
Qinghu's eyes widened, as if he had seen something interesting.
Lin Mengya had a helpless smile on her lips, thought for a while and said.
"If you are ugly, you should read more. If you read more, you will be literate."
He shook his hands, balled up the large piece of paper, and threw it into the wastebasket.
"Damn girl! If you dare to call me ugly, I won't play with you anymore!"
The smiling face that was next to her just a moment ago disappeared in the next second.
Lin Mengya looked at the wastebasket without any surprise, and sure enough, the ghost talisman was gone.
If she doesn't know, is this dead fox here to be a spy?
Playing Infernal Affairs with her, this dead fox is obviously not good enough.
"You four, take good care of your house. I'll go out for a walk for a while. I'll be back soon."
Finally, Qinghu was kidnapped, and Lin Mengya walked out of Liuxinyuan.
Lin Kui had been waiting for Lin Mengya in the dark for a long time. He nodded, and the two of them quietly walked to the back door of the palace.
I got on a small carriage, which was inconspicuous at all, and gradually disappeared into the crowd.
The carriage was driving very fast, and Lin Mengya watched secretly, but finally stopped at an inconspicuous little door.
"This was once the largest teahouse in the capital. Because there were rumors of being haunted, the prince bought it at a low price. The woman's body is in the ice cellar."
Lin Kui whispered, and Lin Mengya took a look and found that the place where she came in was the back door of the teahouse.
"I want you to prepare something for me. Have you prepared it?"
Lin Kui's expression changed slightly, and he took out an exquisite oilcloth bag from his arms.
"This was made by the best craftsmen. Princess - you really want -"
Lin Mengya nodded and took the oilcloth bag.
"The corpse is the last language left in this world. I must interpret it well."
This is a sentence that a classmate of forensic medicine often repeats. In the past, Lin Mengya didn't take it seriously, but now she realizes that it really makes sense.
But Lin Kui, who was following him, felt cold. This princess was really not that bold.
One after another, they entered the ice cellar below. In the originally dark and cold place, there were several people standing.
Long Tianyu stood at the very back, carefully examining the swollen and deformed body that had been soaked in water, his face gloomy.
"princess."
Everyone watched Lin Mengya salute. She took the initiative to walk in front of the body without any formalities.
"You all stay away. I'm going to dissect this body later. If you don't like it, you can go out."
Lin Mengya's words instantly changed the eyes of several men.
I thought to myself, the princess is not afraid of even a woman, so if a grown man like them shrinks, wouldn't it be a joke?
But what happened next was something they would never forget.
Since there were no rubber gloves, Lin Mengya asked Lin Kui to prepare washed casings and sew them.
In the oilcloth bag, lined up, look for scalpels specially made by skilled craftsmen.
The mask was also made by Lin Mengya herself, with a layer of plant ash in the middle.
Carefully observing the unrecognizable corpse, he refused to let go of any clues.
"My lord, is the princess a little bit——"
Although Zhu Qiang was a military general who killed countless people on the battlefield, he had never looked at a corpse like this.
"Don't talk, be quiet."
A cold voice came, and Zhu Qiang immediately shut up. From now on, he would have to ask for favor from the prince. If he died on the battlefield, he would not be treated like this by the princess.
Using scissors to cut off the woman's clothes, Lin Mengya dissected the body with ease.
At first, there was some hesitation, but later, Lin Mengya became completely familiar with the process.
He looked skilled, as if he had done it many times before.
"Princess...Princess...how long do you want?"
This time, Zhu Qiang, who was still a little resentful towards Lin Mengya, was completely convinced.
He also became respectful to Lin Mengya.
"Okay, come and take a look."
Lin Mengya looked at those pale-faced guys, they were still grown men, and they were all so shameless.
After sorting the internal organs into categories, it seems that she got all A's in the anatomy class in the three years of medical school and has not yet fallen behind in her skills.
"The deceased was a 'female'. She was about forty-five to fifty years old. She had given birth. The cause of death was poisoning. Based on the time of death, she was definitely not the one who broke into my yard that day."
Several people looked at each other, could it be that a ghost had happened?
"It's not a ghost. She is already dead. Someone is using her to create ghosts."
Lin Mengya took off her gloves that had been dyed dark red and pointed at her limbs.
"Her hands and feet were broken with great force before her death. There were strangulation marks on her hands and feet, and her tongue was cut off. It can be determined that it was caused before death. In other words, this 'woman' had been tortured.
for."
Lin Mengya looked at the blue-white body and remained silent.
She hates killing innocent people indiscriminately, and there are countless ways to obtain information.
She will not show mercy to those who are full of evildoers.
It's just that this woman is just an ordinary person, but she is treated like this. It can be seen that this pretender is also quite cruel.
"Lin Kui, you go to this woman's home and settle her down. Let her be laid to rest as soon as possible."
"Wait a minute, Lin Kui, go buy a set of shrouds. I'm going to sew up her body to make her look more decent."
Lin Mengya picked up the needle and thread and sewed it up on the corpse like embroidering flowers.
Everyone looked at the princess in silence, handling the broken corpse one by one. In her hands, this mutilated corpse even looked a little human.
"Okay, let's go buy a coffin."
Putting down the needlework in her hands, Lin Mengya was the first to walk out of the ice cellar.
In everyone's eyes, they all felt the slightest touch.
They originally thought that the princess didn't care about the life or death of others. But at that moment, they saw the respect the princess showed for a corpse.
Maybe, they all misunderstood her.
"You -" Long Tianyu was thoughtful. That day, in the study, he had accused Lin Mengya like that.
But now, everything she does is a silent protest against herself, in her own way.
"My lord, is there really a disguise technique in this world? If that woman was disguised by someone else that day, then how many of the palace members are her own, and how much of it is a trick sent by the enemy?"
A faint voice came, and outside the ice cellar was a small flower garden overgrown with grass.
