After Returning Home, the Crown Prince’s Concubine’s Vest Could No Longer Be Hidden!

Chapter 48 Something big happened!

Lu Qian frowned slightly when he heard the sound, "The water in the mansion is so noisy, and it is an assassin who is putting out the fire back and forth. The old prince has nothing to do and has never left the house?"

"Yes." Ye Wuchen nodded, "Grandfather likes all kinds of spices, like before going to bed, he will definitely light a calming fragrance. This fragrance has a miraculous effect on sleep aiding sleep. Even if there is thunder and rain outside, it will not be alarmed at all."

"Ah, that's good. As long as the old prince is safe and sound, the minister will be relieved." Governor Yu wiped his sweat and laughed dryly.

Lu Qian looked at Ye Wuchen and shook his head slowly, "I think something is wrong. It makes sense to say that this incense has a sleep-enhancing effect, but it's just that the thunder and rain are not that loud. But now there are assassins in the mansion and are leaving. The watery ones, rescued and put out the fire, chased and picked up assassins everywhere, and the noise was so loud that the old prince could still sleep peacefully?”

Mu Zhao lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Wuchen with a smile on his face, "Little Prince, can you take us to the old prince's yard to check one or two? If the old prince is really fine, we can leave with peace of mind."

Ye Wuchen nodded with a smile, "Of course, I would like to thank you for your grandfather for this concern."

"Yes, yes, so good, so good." Yu Governor looked around with a smile, turned around and asked Wu Yong who was attending the side, "Where is the third girl?"

The third girl was quite unhappy.

She thought that after saving Huo and killing the assassin, she should go back to her house to make up for her sleep. Who would have thought that the governor would come and call her again?

After getting off the car, the third girl looked up at the starry sky in the night and sighed deeply.

Chen Buyu, Wei Ling and others all looked at her secretly, and when her eyes swept over, they pretended to be calm and retracted their gaze.

The third girl seemed calm on her face, but in fact she had a little more impatientness between her eyebrows and eyes.

The governor Yu followed Ye Wuchen, Prince Mu and others to trot all the way.

When everyone arrived at Liang Wang Zhengyuan, they saw that the courtyard was pitch black and silent.

Several servants living in the side room rushed out and quickly saluted and met everyone.

"Should you wait." Ye Wuchen ordered the servant to push him forward and knock on the door of Lao Liang's room in person.

After knocking for a long time, he called "grandfather" a few times, and there was silence in the house, no one responded.

Ye Wuchen couldn't help but frown, and a trace of indescribable look slipped across the slightly gloomy face.

"Can the old prince be in the house?"

"Here." A thin layer of sweat oozed out of the servant's forehead and answered seriously. "The old prince was just like usual. He ordered someone to light incense and rest at the first update."

"Then the Anshen Xiang is so powerful? I can't hear even knocking on the door and shouting??" Ye Wuchen also became suspicious.

"It shouldn't be." The servant hurriedly stepped forward and pushed the door, and turned around and reported in sweat, "Little Prince, this room is tied from the inside."

"Why don't you get it open!" Ye Wuchen frowned and shouted angrily.

"I'll do it!" Wei Ling stepped forward, kicked her feet, and fell to the ground when the door of the house fell to the ground.

Ye Wuchen ordered people to push his wheelchair into the house. Everyone stepped in on the door panel, and only a sweet fragrance came to their noses.

The third girl coughed first, and took a silk chewy face from her sleeve and covered it with a slim face. Her disgust was beyond words.

Everyone looked at her silently and withdrew their gaze.

"Grandfather, grandfather." Ye Wuchen shouted a few times, and when no one responded, he quickly asked his servant to push him to the bedroom inside.

Mu Zhao, Lu Qian and others realized that something was wrong at this time, and they followed in.

He heard the servant scream and pulled the little prince's wheelchair back.

"Grandfather!" Ye Wuchen bent down and patted the wheelchair armrest, and a grief screamed in grief. "Put out the little prince first." The prince's face turned dark and hurriedly ordered.

The scene was messy, and the old prince's body could be said to be terrible!

The governor Yu's legs were weak and almost collapsed to the ground. Wu Yong hurriedly reached out and held his arm and called "Sir" several times.

"It's over, it's over!" Governor Yu murmured to himself.

King Liang was sent to Weizhou for retirement today, but he died for no reason in his jurisdiction. This is the rhythm of Wusha being about to be lost!

The Yu governor's eyes were dark, and he was even weak and powerless.

Yu Linlang glanced at the old man and looked even more contempt.

The ground was in a mess and there was almost no way to get off.

Wei Ling asked everyone to retreat to the main hall, ignited Atractylodes and put on her hands to prepare for the autopsy.

Yu Linlang followed everyone away, but was stopped by Wei Ling halfway, "Miss Three, please help me."

The third girl's expression was particularly numb.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

After everyone left, Wei Ling said, "Please help me record it. If my test is wrong, please point it out."

Yu Linlang kept silent, took the booklet handed over by his servant, and looked at King Liang's body.

In contrast to King Liang, the corpses in front were whipped or tattooed after death.

The Liang King's body and head are different, and the shape is a bit like being dismembered by five horses. Not only is the upper body hollowed out, but the lower body is even more scattered and hard to see.

Wei Ling said while examining, Yu Linlang recorded one by one.

Seeing that she was writing with her left hand, her speed was not slow, Wei Ling couldn't help but look at her again.

"In the opinion of the third girl, will this be the same murderer commit the crime?" Wei Ling asked.

"It's hard to say." Yu Linlang said the truth, "But judging from the prince's body, it's indeed like a master's dismemberment."

"Look at the neat section of the incisions of the old prince's limbs, it is not like the one who has advanced skills." Yu Linlang picked up a piece of the broken arm and looked carefully. "Such a flat and artistic incision is like a cut off sword energy, and the perpetrator will inevitably be behaved. You must have more than ten years of internal skills.”

She turned her head and saw Wei Ling staring at her stupidly, and silently put down her broken arm.

"Miss Three, I'm just frank, have you really never worked in the yamen in the past?"

Yu Linlang stood up and turned to walk out, "I'm almost done with the test, and I'll report it first. This old King Liang has a noble status. I guess the mansion will not let someone take the body to the charity village to see it again."

The two came out one after another, and first saw the governor Yu wandering around the house.

Ye Wuchen fell on the wheelchair with a depressed face, and his face was still a little wet, "I have ordered someone to call Zhao Ji. Today, she is bathing incense for her grandfather and serving her grandfather to sleep peacefully. What is the situation? I still have to ask. Only after she can you know the details.”

"This Mrs. Zhao is the old prince's pillow. You should know what the old prince is going tonight."

Ye Wuchen looked very tired, reached out and pushed his forehead, sighing softly, "My grandfather's body has always been strong and old. There have always been more than ten concubines in his beautiful Jiyuan."

"Some are rewarded by His Majesty, and some are worshipped by the people. Zhao Ji has been loved by her grandfather recently. She has served her grandfather and lighted incense to fall asleep for half a month."

While speaking, a gust of fragrant wind blew on his face. Before the sound of the person arrived, the Mrs. Zhao cried softly and charmingly, "My old prince..."

(End of this chapter)