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Wuming and his guards searched the ruins of the fire scene for two full hours.
Nothing was found.
The entire courtyard was completely burned by the fire, leaving nothing behind.
Not even the body could be found.
Wuming originally wanted to look at the scene to see if there was anything left by the murderer. Maybe he could trace the whereabouts of the murderer based on his breath.
Unfortunately, the fire burned away all traces.
Coupled with the heavy rain, no traces were left at the scene...
It seems that it may take some time to find the perpetrator.
Wuming sighed, turned around, and was about to leave.
Suddenly, I heard the steward's voice coming from outside.
It was still raining, so I couldn't hear clearly what the steward said.
Wuming held on to the umbrella tightly and was about to go out to see the situation, when suddenly a figure flashed over.
It is the pride of the East.
He didn't take an umbrella, his whole body was soaked by the rain, his hair was messy and stuck to his face, and he looked very embarrassed.
He walked unsteadily and looked dazed.
Behind him are the steward holding an umbrella and a large group of maids.
The expression on his face was very anxious.
"My lord, why are you here?" Wuming hurried over and moved the umbrella above Dongfang Aoshi's head.
"What did you find?" Dongfang Aoshi didn't answer, but asked Wuming directly.
Wuming shook his head and let out a long sigh, "The fire burned everything, and with the rain, nothing was left."
Dongfang Aoshi swayed and almost fell down.
Wuming and the steward quickly stretched out their hands to support him.
"My lord, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Dongfang Aoshi's voice was very hoarse, as if he had been dry for a long time.
"How could everything be fine?" The steward worriedly handed over the dry cloth, "Your Majesty's illness has never recovered. He just vomited blood, and now he is exposed to the rain... Your Majesty, there is an unknown gentleman here, you should go back to your room and rest first.
Otherwise, the condition will become more serious!"
Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the steward indifferently and ignored her, "Where is she?"
"She?" Wuming was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what Dongfang Aoshi was asking about Wen Wen, "There was nothing at the scene."
He originally thought he would find bodies in the fire scene, but he didn't.
Wuming glanced at the steward, "Has anyone touched this place?"
"Tian Jin brought the guards here to deal with it." The steward paused here, glanced at Dongfang Aoshi, and then slowly continued, "The guards found several corpses here and carried them out."
"Where?" Wuming frowned, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.
He also thought that since there was nothing at the scene, Wen Wenwen might still be alive.
When the steward said this, Wuming could no longer remain optimistic.
"This..." The steward glanced at Dongfang Aoshi again.
"My king is fine." Dongfang Aoshi said calmly, his voice so calm that it was scary.
His face is already so pale, how can he be okay?
The manager was very worried and really didn't want to talk about it.
But Dongfang Aoshi and Wuming both looked at her and had to say, "My subordinate asked Tian Jin to put them in the side hall..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Dongfang Aoshi and Wuming walking out.
The steward quickly caught up with an umbrella and said, "Your Majesty, your body..."