"These brides are talented women, and they were once students of Master Li Cong, but the time of admission is different sooner or later."

When Feng Jiumu saw the result of the investigation, it seemed that the core figure of the case was this master.

"It's a pity that he's dead. All the clues have been interrupted by him."

He sighed helplessly. If he wanted to close the case, he could not rely on speculation alone.

If the murderer is really a ghost that can't be caught, he can only go back to the field.

The emperor will not be satisfied with the result.

If we can't find the real murderer within three days, all the guests will leave, and there will be no chance at that time.

At night, Feng Qianwei didn't sleep, but pretended to be asleep and waited quietly.

Bai Qingqiang, who had already fallen asleep, quietly got up and left the bed late at night.

When Feng Qianwei went out, she immediately got up, put on her clothes and went out with her.

She wants to see where her cousin went late at night. She has always been mysterious and suspicious.

Everyone in this case may be the murderer, even Bai Qingqiang.

She is full of hate for the sixth Prince and has enough motivation.

Feng Qianwei hopes her idea is wrong. She doesn't want her cousin to be a murderer.

"Sand! Sand! Sand!"

The night wind blew the dry leaves and made a clear sound.

Feng Qianwei, dressed in a black cloak, looked at Bai Qingqiang in plain white clothes, with long hair scattered, walking through the darkness, like a ghost in the night.

She saw Bai Qingqiang enter the mourning hall, where the white lanterns and candles were a little strange and cold.

"Call -"

Suddenly, the candles and lights in the mourning hall were extinguished by a cold wind. When Feng Qianwei rushed over, he looked out of the window. There was no one in the dark mourning hall except the coffin.

Then a hand appeared on her shoulder and patted her.

She was startled. The back of her neck stiffened and her hair stood up.

It's said that if someone pats himself on the shoulder in the middle of the night, he can't turn his head.

She held the Phoenix white moon flute at her waist, felt around with her soul, and saw the enlarged face behind her.

"It's frightening and frightening! What are you doing at the gate of the mourning hall in the middle of the night?"

She was relieved to see that the people behind her had to be happy.

"Sister, I saw you come out in the middle of the night and worried that you were in danger. Didn't I scare you?"

Xu Jihuan said apologetically that he was afraid of being unsafe at night, so he quietly guarded outside the door of fengqianwei.

He saw that after Bai Qingqiang left, Feng Qianwei also came out and protected her in the dark.

When I saw her coming here alone, I was afraid of her, so I followed up. Instead, I startled her.

"It was all right. I was almost scared of a heart attack by you."

Feng Qianwei said sadly that she couldn't feel anyone in the mourning hall.

Where did Bai Qingqiang go?

"Forget it, let's go back!"

"Yes."

Must nod with joy and follow her skillfully.

In the dark, a pair of blood red eyes stared at the direction they left.

"There are still two days left. I hope I can find out the truth in time."

Feng Qianwei is walking on the road. She has to be happy to accompany her, but she doesn't feel afraid.

There was a patrolling bodyguard on the road. She put away her cloak to avoid misunderstanding.

When she and Xu Jinhuan came back, they saw that the light in the house was on.

She opened the door and saw Bai Qingqiang sitting in front of the candlestick with a smile on her face.

Just against the candlelight, the smile had a gloomy feeling.

"Cousin, are you going out so late?"

She looked inquisitively at Feng Qianwei.