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Chapter 2012 If the prince doesn't speak, it means acquiescing

Long Qian walked into the wing first. If possible, she didn't want too many people to go in.

Chu Dongling seemed to have noticed her little thoughts, stopped and waved his hand.

The people behind him stopped.

Long Qian looked around the hall, opened the door to the inner room, and walked in.

Chu Dongling remained silent and stepped to follow.

The operations of the two people were a bit confusing.

No one knows why the prince would trust such a small follower.

Except Yun Tianjing and Yun Hongsi.

They knew Long Qian's identity and had seen her abilities, so they couldn't help but have some expectations in their hearts.

"This is..." Long Qian stopped by the window.

Yun Hongsi looked at Chu Dongling and strode over: "What is it?"

Long Qian picked off a small piece of black stuff on the windowsill and whispered: "Is there a cup? Bring a cup over."

"Yes." Yun Hongsi took the cup and came to her side.

Long Qian smelled the small black lump on his fingertips, and frowned lightly: "It's soil."

She raised her head and looked at Yun Hongsi: "Go out and see if there are any more outside."

The soil samples are too small and difficult to distinguish.

Yun Hongsi nodded, opened the window, jumped, and turned over.

"There are also outside."

Long Qian came to the window sill and leaned out: "Find a way to collect some and put the cup on it."

Yun Hongsi took the cup and bent down.

Soon, she stood up again.

"That's all, okay?"

The mud block is not big, but it is much bigger than the one on the windowsill.

Yun Hongsi really doubted it just now. If she were let in, she would never find dirt on the windowsill.

Sure enough, the princess was still attentive.

Long Qian returned to Chu Dongling and whispered: "Your Majesty, I want to take the soil sample back for study."

If she could find special ingredients in it, she might be able to narrow down the scope.

Chu Dongling looked at the cup in her hand and said nothing.

"Your Majesty's silence means he acquiesces." Long Qian pursed his lips with a half-smile.

"Hongsi, let's go, we can leave this place to the prince."

Without saying a word, Long Qian hugged the cup and left with satisfaction.

She is not a detective, so she can only do what she can and leave the rest to this man.

Yun Hongsi looked at Chu Dongling and followed Long Qian.

The princess said that by not speaking, the prince acquiesced that she would help the princess.

"What do you want the soil for?" Yun Hongsi left the side room and asked.

"It's useful." Long Qian raised his head and looked at the servant not far away, "Is there an empty wing? I want to use it now."

When the servant saw that it was the famous man next to the prince, he nodded quickly: "Yes, please come with me."

Long Qian nodded and followed up.

"Hurry up, Red Silk, time is running out!"

No one knew what Long Qian was going to do, not even Yun Hongsi could figure it out.

All day long, the door to the wing was almost broken.

Either the brothers brought back soil, or the servants brought something designated by Long Qian.

Yun Hongsi came in and out, and stayed by Long Qian's side when nothing happened.

As night falls, the brothers bring meals.

Yun Hongsi went out to get it, closed the door, and went back.

"Princess, soil is soil, how can there be any different ingredients?"

She didn't question it, she just didn't understand.

The princess asked people to bring back some soil from nearby hills, forests, wastelands, etc.

They said they need to analyze the composition to see where the soil is similar to the soil found in Miss Mo's wing.

Yun Hongsi looked at it all afternoon, but she couldn't see anything special about it.

"Princess, there are stir-fried river shrimps, do you want to eat them?"


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