First of all, the bloody handprint was too strong. It was as if someone had stamped a palm full of blood. There was not even a trace of space left between the lines on the palm.
If Queen Ming Ao had left that palm print herself, she would not have been able to leave a clean palm print alone if she was seriously injured. Instead, there would have been traces of dragging from top to bottom.
And if she left that bloody palm print in order to seek help, why did she have to crawl back to the middle of the house and die a few times later?
Secondly, Queen Ming Yao died in the center of the inner room, and the blood stains around her could also indicate that all the fights occurred around the body, and there was no blood stain going towards the window.
In this case, the bloody handprint could not have been printed by Queen Mingyao herself.
The two bloody traces that continued to slide further proved that someone had painted their hands full of blood on them. The blood was so full that it soaked through the window paper, and the weak window paper could not bear it, so it slowly fell.
Only the actions of the murderer can explain all this.
After the murderer killed Queen Ming Ao, he deliberately left his palm prints to alert those who came after him that there was something strange in the house, so that he could immediately find someone with reasonable reasons to break open the doors and windows, so that everyone could discover everything in the house, and be used as a scapegoat.
Queen Mingde.
As for how Queen Mingde was forced into the house by the murderer, creating the illusion of a secret room, she had already figured out the key the moment she violently pushed open the door on the left side of the murder scene.
That was the most inconspicuous thing at the murder scene, a small object that she couldn't find just now.
Presumably, the murderer had already destroyed all the furnishings in Queen Mingde's house.
"It's just..." Yu Qiansi lowered his eyebrows slightly, and there was a trace of doubt pouring out of the corners of his eyes: "There are still one or two things that are not yet clear."
Boyi had long been prepared to go through fire and water for this matter, but he didn't expect that Yu Qiansi was so quick. He only saw a few traces of the scene ten years ago and already understood everything.
For him, the nightmare that had plagued him for the past ten years, the haze that could not be dissipated even if he ran wildly, finally found a ray of breeze. It was an exit and salvation.
Now it's just one or two things, so what's the difficulty?
"It's just a matter of one or two things, but it doesn't matter, it's all up to me!" He looked like "it's all on me".
Hearing this, she smiled slyly, like a lazy cat on the eaves under the moonlight.
"Okay, I need to check the body of Queen Ming'ao. Thank you for your hard work."
Boyi's dark eyes froze, and a trace of embarrassment flashed through his face: "This... needs to be discussed in the long run."
The two empresses Mingde and Mingdao were buried alongside the late emperor. Even if I had the courage to do so, I couldn't go and tear up the tombs of my parents...
Yu Qiansi shook his head gently and stopped teasing with him: "Although the autopsy is important, it is not the only way to go. Now there is another clue... If this way is feasible, maybe it won't be necessary.
An autopsy may also reveal clues to the real culprit."
"Is this the second thing you said?"
She nodded and pursed her lips tightly. Boyi didn't know how to explain it, but he was sensitive to the fact that this was the worry in Yu Qiansi's heart just now.
She sighed softly: "Do you still remember the first time we went to Lingyun Pavilion, what happened?"
Even though he was deep in the abandoned palace at night, his heart was warmed by the word "us" and he couldn't help but smile as he recalled it.
"That day..."
Suddenly, the smile on his lips froze, and he remembered what happened that day.
It was Yu Qiansi's attitude towards that matter that made him determined to seek help from Yuli Pavilion.
"That day, Yayin used the furnishings of Lingyun Pavilion to design a revenge for her former sisters..."
He looked at Yu Qiansi as if in disbelief, but saw the look in her eyes that seemed to confirm his absurd idea.
"When I first arrived here, I noticed that in this third-level palace, there are palaces on the left side of each row, the corridor is in the middle, and the flower beds are on the right side. The doors and windows are all of the same color and style, and there is no distinction outside the door.
Place."
The corridor is deep and the arc leading to the main hall is not obvious. The remaining flowers and tree roots in the flower bed also look the same.
If someone steps into it, it may be difficult to tell where they are.
Boyi thought of this and swallowed hard.
Because she was worried that her description would be wrong, which would affect her ability to find out the truth, she asked those people to tell her everything in detail.
"I remembered that the old people in the palace once said that although the women who came to the palace to pray for blessings were all nobles, the nobles were also divided into high and low... Although they were divided into three different levels according to their status as much as possible.
In the palace, there are always those whose birthdays are favorable to the late emperor and enter the third palace. To prevent them from disturbing the nobles, no plaques are hung at the door of each palace to distinguish them."
According to the requirements, during those three days, everyone in the Prayer Hall can only designate one attendant to enter each palace in the Prayer Hall at dusk every day to clean up the master's residence. At other times, only the selected prayers will be available.
When he heard this, he just felt puzzled. These women from scholarly families and nobles in the palace were all daily attendants. They would not bother to remember the place where they lived, especially in such a similar place.
So I asked casually: "Then how do they tell them apart?"
The man said: "Each noble person will put a flower he likes outside the door as a distinction."
His heart trembled, and Yu Yuqian's eyes crossed.
Just like the little one standing outside the Yayin Gate of Lingyun Pavilion.
If someone exchanged the flowers or moved the flowers away, would...could the mother think that she had returned to where she lived, and then...been set up by the murderer?
While he was distractedly sorting out all this, Yu Qiansi had carefully restored all the traces, and the two left along the way they came.
The two of them walked side by side on the corridor, as if they had returned to that day in the Yongning Houfu Villa. The two of them walked together on the trestle in the back garden, looking at the gurgling water under their feet. At this moment, if there was water in the courtyard, it was empty and clear.
On the same day.
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"Could it be that Yayin..."
He couldn't imagine that the woman who sacrificed her life for her late friend would be related to the past ten years ago.
What's more, ten years ago, Yayin should have been a young child in Wu.
Rows of identical palaces around him were left behind them, staring at him as if dormant in the darkness, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
Now, he has finally figured out the first puzzle he had back then, but
Seeing his troubled and worried look, Yu Qiansi couldn't help but comforted and said: "Don't worry, all your questions will be clear when you leave the palace tomorrow to find Yayin."
Boyi nodded. Near the end of the corridor, he walked up to Yu Qiansi and jumped off the wooden corridor first. Following the vague traces of green bushes when he came, he led Yu Qiansi towards the outside of the prayer hall.
go.
When he passed through the palace wall between the Third Hall and the Second Hall again, he had to face a problem.
At that time, the palace doors between the three palaces were locked. If there were no attendants who took advantage of the dusk to enter, then it would have been someone who lived in the third palace at that time to commit the crime.
It's just that...all the lists in the Prayer Hall were secret, and they were buried with the late emperor. At that time, all the palaces were full of people, and it was difficult for anyone to remember everyone.
Could it be...that we really have to enter the imperial mausoleum to find clues?
Thinking of this, he felt a little discouraged.
When the two of them left the Prayer Hall completely, his footsteps were also a little dull.
Even so, ten years of military life in the northwest were enough to wake him up.
The moment Yu Qiansi fell, he was keenly aware of a subtle discordant sound in the grass.
He immediately stretched out his long arms to protect Yu Qiansi behind him, facing the suspicious blue bush, his whole body tense.
After the sudden silence, a rustling noise suddenly arose, which was the sound of clothing material rubbing against grass blades.
It seems like a beast in the water is swimming under the deep pool, causing a deep green wave.
Could the person who came here late at night be related to what happened back then? Boyi went after him without even thinking about it.
Yu Qiansi stopped him in a hurry.
"Don't go, this is the palace after all."
He suddenly came to his senses and suppressed his excitement and nervousness.
She was right, he couldn't alert the enemy. He closed his eyes and led her back.
As for Yu Qiansi, when Boyi turned his back and left, he stared at the slightly messy blue clump of wood, his eyes widening and then deepening. After a while, he followed Boyi's footsteps and returned to Qingning.
The residence within the palace.
As soon as Boyi entered the house, he lay on the ground as if he had lost all strength.
Within a moment, the ink-like window paper gradually turned into the color of snow from top to bottom, and in the blink of an eye, it completely turned into the usual white window paper.
He stared blankly at all these changes, which seemed to be completed in an instant. Birds were chirping outside the window, and the fragrance was gradually dyeing.
It was as if last night, the terrifying place that looked like the underworld and could eat people alive was not the same place as the vibrant life in my ears.
This is the inner palace.
It silently devoured the secrets of ten years ago, like a glutton that tirelessly devoured each living soul alive, and finally added a new tile to this exquisite cage, a source of nourishment, attracting more greedy souls.
People are willing to enter and perish.
The coldness of the blue brick on his back gradually spread throughout his body. He shuddered and slowly sat up, sitting cross-legged, holding his eyebrows, his eyes full of disgust.
The Daming Palace really made him evil as always. When things happened here, he must leave as soon as possible, as far away from here as possible.
No, I can't leave yet.
He thought of those clear eyes.
He could clearly feel that Ah Ru hated this place as much as he did, but why was he willing to stay with Wang Song?
What is the secret in her heart?
She helped him, how could he just walk away? How could a man live in this world without repaying her kindness? Naturally, he would also repay her.
Thinking of this, a kind of expectation arose in his heart, and he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, and his eyes also shone brightly.
Yes, if she needs him, if he can be with her, even this boring capital city doesn't seem to be that difficult.
At worst, he would hide in secret and protect her, and if he could solve the difficult problems with her now, he would wait until she was willing to leave the capital.
After all, there are so many fine wines in Fajintang, so we can't give others away in vain.