After writing the reply, Xuan Yu was sent to the palace.
After Jiang Xiaohua got A Jing’s letter.
The letter from home was placed under her pillow. When she missed Ah Jing, she would take it out and read it.
It relieved a lot of her thoughts.
Jiang Xiaohua smells good when you sleep at night.
That night, a murder occurred at Mr. Han Anhan's house in the capital, and the murderer was extremely cruel.
It's quiet here in the Prince's Mansion.
Over there at Dali Temple.
More than half of the officials stayed up all night.
There was also the commander of the city guard, Gu Qing'an, Lord Gu and his men, who searched almost every corner of the capital but found no suspicious person.
In the Han family, all the masters were killed overnight, and all the servants of the Han family were tied up and thrown into the ice cellar.
When the people from Dali Temple find them.
They were all frozen to death.
I asked the servants of Han Mansion and got very little information.
It's just that those people were covering their faces.
After entering, he said nothing.
I don’t know if they are locals or from out of town.
The attack was particularly ruthless.
Kill with a knife.
Lord Lu Qinglu of Dali Temple and Lord Gu, the commander of the city defense, were together.
Under the candlelight, the eldest son of the Han family was lying on the bed. He was the only one still breathing, and he smelled strongly of blood.
Mr. Xue was called over to help.
Mr. Han's eyes were closed tightly, his head was covered with cold sweat, his eyes were black and blue, and his whole face was filled with an unknown deathly gray color.
If it weren't for the slight fluctuations in the position of his heart, at first glance, he would be no different from a dead person.
Mr. Xue sat beside the bed and checked Mr. Han's pulse.
Pulse condition is very poor.
Mr. Xue could hardly feel his pulse.
It is no exaggeration to describe Qi as a gossamer.
This is a sign of death!
Mr. Xue frowned tightly.
Lu Qing saw him and asked, "Mr. Xue, how are you doing? Can you save me?"
Mr. Xue shook his head: "I can't do anything! If you really want to save me, you can only..."
Speaking of this, Mr. Xue suddenly stopped talking.
Lu Qing and Master Gu both asked curiously: "Mr. Xue means that someone can save his life!"
The person Mr. Xue was thinking of was none other than Crown Princess Jiang Xiaohua.
But now, the Crown Princess is pregnant, and her status is so precious...
If anything goes wrong, how will Mr. Xue explain it to the prince?
Lord Gu, ask again.
Mr. Xue just waved his hand.
Lu Qing frowned: "Mr.
Clues, how to catch the murderer hiding in the dark!"
When Lu Qing said this, he suddenly stopped when he saw the embarrassment on Mr. Xue's face and said, "You mean the Crown Princess can save him!"
Mr. Xue nodded in embarrassment: "If there is anyone in the world who can save him, the only one is the Crown Princess. However, you also know that the Crown Princess is pregnant now. This... I'm afraid it won't work on the Queen's side."
Lu Qing and Master Gu looked at each other.
This is really inappropriate.
Can……
I watched helplessly as Mr. Han disappeared.
The clue just ended.
The two of them were unwilling to give in.
Lu Qing sighed and said to Mr. Xue: "Mr. Xue will give him medicine to hang his life. I will go to the Prince's Mansion right away and have to try it."
Gu Qing'an also said: "I'll wait here!"
Lu Qing nodded and went out immediately without delay, riding straight to the Prince's Mansion.
When Jiang Xiaohua was called.
It was midnight.
Linghua whispered a few words in Jiang Xiaohua's ear and explained the reason clearly.
Jiang Xiaohua's still somewhat dazed mind immediately came to her senses and said to Linghua: "Bring the clothes here and tell Xuan Yu that I will get up soon and I can go!"
Yunxiang was waiting at the door. When she heard what Jiang Xiaohua said, she quickly ran out and told Xuanyu who was waiting in the outer courtyard.
Lu Qing was with Xuan Yu. After hearing Yun Xiang's words, he felt relieved.
Xuanyu did not dare to delay and quickly prepared the carriage.
Jiang Xiaohua moved very quickly, and within a quarter of an hour, Jiang Xiaohua and several maids around her appeared in front of Lu Qing.
Jiang Xiaohua didn't bother to ask any more questions and said directly to Lu Qing: "Master Lu, let's go!"
When Jiang Xiaohua arrived.
Mr. Han's life was almost hanging by a thread.
When Jiang Xiaohua was still on the carriage, she held the silver needle in her hand.
Such times of crisis.
Using needles works best.
Jiang Xiaohua had already taken a medical mask and put it on, and also wore special gloves on her hands.
Several maids from Linghua are waiting outside the door.
Lu Qing and Master Gu were also kicked out.
Only Mr. Xue, Jiang Xiaohua and Young Master Han were left in the room.
Jiang Xiaohua leaned over and rolled Mr. Han's eyelids. Fortunately, his pupils had not dilated yet.
There is still help.
I briefly checked the injuries of Mr. Han.
The most fatal wound on Mr. Han's body was the dagger in his heart.
I don’t know whether the murderer was not strong enough or whether Mr. Han just avoided it.
Anyway, the dagger was inserted into Mr. Han's heart, but it only penetrated three centimeters.
If he pushed it in harder, Mr. Han would die.
Logically speaking, such an injury is not fatal, and a person should not remain unconscious like this.
Jiang Xiaohua thought for a while, then took the silver needle and tried several acupuncture points on Mr. Han's body.
He frowned: "Poisoned! How could he be poisoned!"
Mr. Xue said with certainty that there was no peculiar smell in the room.