Chapter 441 Soft Knife

The three people who were not familiar with each other sat together, not embarrassed because of their respective origins.

The topic never stopped, but the soft knives were thrown out one after another, and the atmosphere was not as harmonious as it appeared.

After having the waiter change a pot of tea, Su Mianyue looked at Yuan Zijing and asked, "I wonder if Miss Yuan has heard of the fire in Zhengyang House? Such a good restaurant turned to ashes in a single night. The lost property was not mentioned, but many people were burned to death. It was a pity that they could not taste the good food and wine of Zhengyang House anymore. They had originally thought that they would have a chance to drink with Miss Yuan again."

Yuan Zijing's face turned pale. Zhengyang House was a disgrace that she never wanted to mention in her life. On the day Zhengyang House was on fire, she watched in the dark. The people who defiled her innocence died in that fire forever. She thought she would never remember that incident again in her life. But su mianyue's words made her unable to recall the most shameful day of her life...

Su Mianyue's eyes were filled with hatred, and the venom could be seen by Hong Yanran, who did not know the inside story. He subconsciously shrank and tried to stay away from Yuan Zijing, the snake.

"But what's wrong with Miss Yuan? Do you want someone to call a doctor? I don't think Miss Yuan's face looks very good." Su Mianyue said with genuine concern.

"No need." Yuan Zijing gritted his teeth and tried to suppress his anger, "I'm just a little tired. Just take a rest."

"Mianyue is not feeling well. She knows that Miss Yuan has not recovered yet, but she still brings Miss Yuan to tea." Su Mianyue said apologetically. Without waiting for Yuan Zijing to be polite, he asked, "Miss Yuan hasn't answered my question. Does Miss Yuan know about Zhengyang House? I have been living in the palace recently, and I don't know much about things outside. The crown prince will not care about these trivial matters. If I hadn't left the palace today, I wouldn't have known that Zhengyang House was on fire and had a human life."

Yuan Zijing's face turned ugly again, and the servant girl quickly leaned over and replied: "Miss Su, my lady was injured from drinking that day. She's been in the house for a long time. I don't know what's going on outside. The daughter of a big family doesn't always talk about people dying from running water. Please don't provoke my lady anymore. The doctor said that my lady needs to rest now. Don't be compassionate."

The servant girl's words described Su Mianyue as a small family with no upbringing, and said that Yuan Zijing was a bodhisattva, but it made Yuan Zijing's face look better, and was happy to appreciate Su Mianyue being insulted by a servant.

Su Mianyue smiled nonchalantly and said apologetically, "I'm sorry. I thought that Miss Yuan was showing the real side of himself when he was drinking that day. That's why I talked a little more today. Since Miss Yuan is not feeling well, I can't stay long. Let's leave now." After saying goodbye, he turned to hong Yanran and asked, "Is Miss Hong coming back to the palace with me, or is he going to take a stroll?"

"I'm going to Juxian Restaurant to find uncle hong. I don't know if Uncle Hong is comfortable living here. I'll go back to the palace later," Hong Yanran shook his head.

"All right." Su Mianyue nodded and pointed to the palace man standing beside him, "Miss Hong, take this palace girl with you. If there is anything, there is a message. In case Miss Hong accidentally forgets that he will not be able to enter the palace."

Listening to Su Mianyue's tone as the queen of the palace, Hong Yanran's face was slightly frozen, but he still nodded obediently and said, "Well, then I thank Miss Su for his kindness."

"I'm going first. I don't know if Yu has lunch or not. He doesn't care about his health when he's busy with state affairs." Su Mianyue said something to himself, waved his hand and left.

Yuan Zijing and Hong Yanran looked at each other. They nodded in agreement and left without saying goodbye.

After leaving the teahouse, Su Mianyue said in a low voice, "Follow those two closely and report to them immediately."

The people passing by nodded their heads in an almost undetectable manner. Only then did Su Mianyue whistle and head to the palace in a happy mood. It seemed that she could not go to Juxian Restaurant today. As for how many people were attracted by this whistle, Su Mianyue said that she really did not care.

When Su Mianyue returned to the palace, Ji Xun was still in the main hall listening to the kings and their ministers fighting, a group of civil and military fighting was very happy, and no one even noticed that lunch time had passed.

The eunuch who served at the main hall was called in. After learning that Ji Xun did not have lunch, Su Mianyue personally prepared some light dishes and porridge for Ji Xun in the small kitchen for the eunuch to deliver and instructed him: "Tell Yu that I made it myself. The next time I want to eat it, it depends on when my sister is in a good mood."

After that, Su Mianyue went back to his room to rest, ignoring the little eunuch's troubled face.

Since Su Mianyue lived in the palace, some news had been sent directly to Junn Buhui. The five little ones had no complaints about it, but Junn Buhui was so tired that she didn't even have time to breathe. However, su mianyue was so idle that she could only go to play chess and chat with duke zhou. She couldn't share it with Ji Xun all the time, could she?

Ji Xun, who had been a little tired of hearing it, suddenly smelled the fragrance of food and saw the little eunuch whispering like Su Mianyue, especially when it came to the word "Sister," her voice was trembling.

"Dinner is more prepared." Ji Xun smiled and waved his hand, then scooped up a spoonful of porridge to taste. The soft and sticky shredded chicken porridge made one's appetite rise. After several mouthfuls, Ji Xun noticed that the noise in his ears had disappeared. He looked down and saw that everyone who had just been tongue-tied was looking at Ji Xun, or at the porridge bowl in Ji Xun's hand.

When a large group of people quarreled, no one remembered that it was already past lunchtime, but when the smell of food tempted, who had the strength to continue quarreling?

"Go on, if you don't come to a conclusion on this matter, don't stop." After saying this, Ji Xun continued to enjoy his delicious food and unkindly prepared lunch for everyone.

The others did not dare to say anything else, but some people's stomachs were more real than their mouths, making a grunt of protest, but ji xun pretended not to hear it, and who would be willing to ask for a bite of food first?

At dinnertime, the issue of the token finally came to a conclusion. Everyone agreed that king qin nan could not be the one who killed Prince Xiang. After they entered the capital, there was no connection between them. Even in the past, there was no intersection, let alone hatred.

But the guard who had lost his token was dead without proof, making it impossible to determine whether he committed suicide or was framed and killed. Even the coroner could not be certain of this.

The most unfortunate thing was that Prince Xiang, as one of the princes, had died without a clear explanation, but no one spoke up for him.

The dead guard of the qin nan palace became the scapegoat for the murderer. When Ji Xun heard this, he asked the left and right sides of the court. Seeing that they all nodded their heads, he ordered Minister of Dali Temple to write a document to solve the case and asked the man dynasty's civil and military forces and the kings to sign to agree with the closing statement.

Ji Xun immediately ordered the manuscript to be sent to Prince Xiang's fief. As for Prince Xiang's body, it was left to the Dali Temple for temporary care, waiting for the son of xiang wang to come to retrieve the body and then to be relocated.

King qin nan, regardless of whether it was related to Prince Xiang or not, was guilty of not being strict. Before the son of king xiang arrived, he was responsible for preparing another compensation for chief Prince Xiang, but the exact amount was not stated.