"Fellow folks, I think you are all people with a sense of justice. You will never let anyone die here in vain. I can guarantee that she did not die of a plague. You can rest assured on this."
…
After saying this, the eyes of the people changed again. No one dared to say anything about dragging them away and burning them. The official's expression was unbearable and he waved his hand.
"Carry it back to the Yamen."
"My lord, if my lord is willing, I can carry her to the Prison Department. All other matters will be handled by me down here, and they will have nothing to do with me. How about that?"
Hearing what Xiyue said, the official touched his chin. Anyway, one more thing would be better than one less thing, so he happily had the body carried and rushed all the way to the Prison Department.
Huanong and Magpie didn't understand why the lady was doing this, but when they looked at the corpse, they became more and more frightened, and the more they looked at it, the more they looked like a person.
"Miss……"
Magpie stepped forward and followed Xiyue closely. Xiyue reached out and shook her hand, telling her not to be nervous. The group of people quickly ran towards the prison department.
When they arrived at the Prison Department, they beat the drums and were called into the Yamen. Xiyue specified that she wanted to see the Seventh Prince, which surprised the Yamen servant. Later, she reported Wei Ying, the personal bodyguard of the Seventh Prince, and Wei Ying came out to see him.
Xiyue immediately knew her identity, turned around and rode a fast horse to invite the prince.
The corpse was carried into the widow's house, while Xiyue was waiting for the Seventh Prince in the main hall. When the Seventh Prince came in a hurry, his handsome face was smiling, his eyes were soft and greasy, and his brocade robe made him look rich and handsome.
In the main hall, seeing that Wei Ying was right, it was indeed Xi Yue, and he was so happy that he stepped forward.
"Miss Xiyue, why are you here?"
"Seventh Prince, I need your help with something, so I have to come."
Xiyue stood up and saluted the seventh prince Xuanjin with his fists raised. The seventh prince was as happy as a big boy. He sat down with Xiyue, looked at Xiyue's face and said with a smile.
"Xiyue, take off the mask, I don't like to look at other people's faces."
"kindness--"
Xiyue smiled and nodded. With a thought in her mind, the spirit bead was touched, and a touch of red cinnabar appeared between her eyebrows. The light flickered, and Xiyue's face magically returned to its original appearance.
The seventh prince was dumbfounded and sat where he was without moving at all.
At this moment, there was nothing but amazement in his eyes. He was originally ignorant of his love for Xiyue, but now... the feeling of first love slowly expanded, and it was out of control, and his heart was beating wildly.
As he did so, he actually made a prince's face turn red.
He likes Xiyue, he really does.
"What's wrong? Is it scary?"
"No -" the seventh prince shook his head with a smile, his eyes gentle, "It's just that I didn't expect that the good-for-nothing young lady from the Murong Mansion was rumored to have such extraordinary powers. This is the first time I've seen someone change her face like this.
"
"You've hidden it so well. Fifth brother is so lucky?"
Listening to his sour tone, Xiyue put down the teacup with a smile and refused to talk to him.
"Don't test me with these words. King Jing doesn't know everything about me. When he pierced my heart with a hairpin and killed me, he hated me and turned me into a useless person."
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The seventh prince's face changed greatly, and he stood up quickly, staring at Xiyue fixedly until he was sure that the person sitting in front of him was Xiyue. Xiyue, who was not injured, let out a long breath. After sitting down again, he discovered that