The scholar in black was naturally aware of his gaze, but the face with human skin was white and clean, without any ripples at all.
Damn you, how can you be so calm! Mr. Luo started scratching the wall!
At this moment, I heard a scream of extreme fear coming from outside the window: "Ah!"
Bei Mingxun paused, turned sideways and looked out the window, his face darkened, and his voice was low: "Something happened."
"Huh?" Nangong Hongyan was still in a stupid state.
Bei Mingxun turned to look at Eunuch Meng, and hurriedly said: "Protect father." Then he jumped off the teahouse.
Nangong Baiye and the others followed closely behind, flying out one after another.
In the huge private room, only the emperor's personal guards and the scholar in black were left, lightly drinking tea.
When the emperor saw that no one was around, he said, "Take that thing off your face."
"It's not dark yet." The scholar in black played with the tea cup in his palm with one hand and lazily dragged his chin with the other, looking at the chaos downstairs casually.
The emperor's chest started to heave with anger. He followed his gaze and suddenly smiled: "What? Are you so interested in your junior sister?"
"Father... Your Majesty." The scholar in black laughed evilly: "You are overthinking."
Father, Father?!
Eunuch Meng took a breath, who is this scholar?
The one who dares to speak to the Emperor in such a tone...is it that His Highness!!!
Eunuch Meng's legs went weak: "Hey, this old slave is really confused. He didn't even recognize His Highness. But this face, why, why is it different from when he was a child?"
His Highness Seventh Prince has been good-looking since he was a child. He also had an unpredictable temper when he was a child. His smile was so cute.
Her red lips and white teeth exuded an evil aura.
He just doesn't like to deal with people.
But the emperor always liked to tease him...
Meng Gongzheng was thinking about it when he heard the emperor say in a cold voice: "The royal family is not allowed to take part in the martial arts test. Don't you understand this rule?"
"I don't know who is showing off to me all day long. When he was fourteen years old, he came out with Grandpa Huang on his back, secretly went to take the martial arts test, and got the first place."
Wearing a black jade ring, the workmanship of the ring is exquisite, and the polished light can make blood shine when reflected in the setting sun!
Eunuch Meng rubbed his eyes, wanting to take a closer look.
The emperor's face turned red with embarrassment: "Shut up!"
Beiming Liancheng stretched and yawned angrily.
The emperor coughed twice, with a majestic look on his face: "Eunuch Meng!"
"The old slave is here." Eunuch Meng lowered his head.
The emperor said casually: "I don't want to hear any rumors about what happened just now."
"Old slave, I understand." Eunuch Meng said, glancing at the personal guards serving the Holy Driver.
Just listen to a few bang bang bang sounds...
A whole row of guards knelt on the ground and said in unison: "I have not seen His Majesty Seventh Prince today!"
"Yes." The emperor nodded with satisfaction, waved his long sleeves, and when he looked back, Beiming Liancheng was no longer by the window.
figure.
This brat left without saying a word!
The emperor's eyes darkened. In addition to the rising mist, there was also an invisible layer of sadness...
Outside the window.
Nangong Baiye was squatting down, looking at the corpse on the ground with his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! The Yamen is handling the case!"
In the distance, a group of government officials came noisily.
Bei Mingxun's face obviously looked a little bad.
Qu Luo also snorted.
With so many government officials watching, someone actually died!
What the murderer did was undoubtedly a challenge to the authority of the royal family!
"Have you seen anyone suspicious?" Bei Mingxun asked in a deep voice.
The officials looked at each other and shook their heads.
It was such a wide street, and people died next to the ring. Logically speaking, if the murderer wanted to kill someone, he would definitely be seen by the government officials who were ambushing in the dark!
But the current situation is that when the crime occurred, there was nothing unusual at the scene!
"Who screamed just now?" Qu Luo visually measured the distance between the teahouse and the ring. It was only a few meters. He didn't feel any fluctuations in his internal energy.
The yamen officer pointed to the body on the ground: "He was the one who shouted. After shouting, he fell down."
"So strange..." Qu Luo touched his chin, as if thinking.
Bei Mingxun focused on the martial arts testers: "This case will be handed over to you. I will only give you seven days. Whoever can catch the murderer in the shortest time will be the winner this time."
Winner."
At this time, Beiming Liancheng had already walked over. His black robe hung down to the ground, and his long sleeves were slightly floating. He lowered his eyes and looked at the corpse on the ground. His eyes, as black as splashed ink, were actually dyed with a touch of gold, as if he had seen something interesting.
Even the corners of his mouth were a bit playful.
"Let us solve the case?! Nangong Hongyan shouted, and then realized that her voice was too loud, so she pulled her lower lip in embarrassment: "Your Highness, this does not seem to be in compliance with the rules."
Bei Mingxun smiled, still polite: "Don't worry, all the yamen will cooperate with you until the murderer is found. If you don't want to participate, it doesn't matter, just withdraw from the competition."
It means that this matter has been decided, and if we don't investigate the case, we will admit defeat.
It seems that people with a gentle appearance do not necessarily have a gentle personality.
Nangong Hongyan opened her mouth, not daring to speak anymore, and turned her head to look at Nangong Rui'er.
Nangong Ruier walked over with a chuckle: "Is this person scared to death by dirty things?"
"Scared to death?" Qu Moning also stepped forward: "How do you say?"
Nangong Ruier pointed her finger and said in a clear voice: "Look at the expression on his face."
"The facial features are all distorted." Murong Changfeng frowned.
To say that the man's death was terrifying, his nose was wrinkled, his mouth was slightly twisted, and there was an evil aura in the place where the sunlight could not be found, which made people's hearts tremble.
Nangong Hongyan shuddered and didn't want to read more, so she simply waited for Nangong Ruier's explanation.
Nangong Rui'er smiled: "When my grandfather and I were helping people exorcise evil spirits, we saw this kind of death. That person encountered something dirty and was frightened to death."
"No wonder this person died suddenly. There was no murderer. It turned out that he met a ghost!" Nangong Hongyan breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Nangong Rui'er's arm: "Sister Rui'er, you are so smart!"
"No way, I'm just talking casually." Nangong Rui'er lowered her long eyelashes and her small face showed a suitable blush. She seemed shy, but in fact she was sizing up others.
When she saw the admiring looks of Murong Changfeng, Qu Luo, and Bei Mingxun, she was secretly proud.
He even glanced disdainfully at Nangong Baiye, who was still squatting on the ground.
A bitch is a bitch, you can never compare with her!
"From Xiaomiao's point of view, this aunt is really just talking casually." Nangong Xiaomiao stretched out her tongue and licked the red candied haws, then tilted her head and smiled cutely: "Everything is wrong!"
Nangong Rui'er knew this little man. Although she couldn't see clearly just now when she was standing on the judges' bench, she could tell by the sound of his voice that he was that bitch bastard!
"You brat, what do you know!" Nangong Hongyan also waved her hands in a sneer: "Go, go, go, stay where you can and cool off!"
Classmate Xiaomiao loves to be clean, so when he saw her waving his sleeves, he took a step back and accidentally fell into Beiming Liancheng's arms.
One big and one small.
Look at each other.
One has cold eyes, while the other has a small mouth and a smile.
Qu Luo quickly stretched out his hand, brought Xiao Miao over, and whispered an education: "That person loves to be clean, don't just lean over him."
"Oh..." Xiao Meow nodded and puffed out her cheeks: "My mother said, that's not called cleanliness, that's called mysophobia!"
"Hehe, hehe..." Qu Luo felt that his mouth was about to freeze with laughter.
Beiming Liancheng stretched out his hand, picked up the little cat with one hand, raised it to his eyes, and looked at each other with their eyes...
Nangong Xiaomiao blinked her eyes, then blinked her eyes again, and then said, "You..."