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

Chapter 64: The corpse is gone

"It's enough to report it to the court in fact." Mu Zhao lowered his eyes and said lightly, "Since Wang Baitian is dead, the case is settled. You can also write annual summary notes when the governor Yu cleans up."

"Yes, yes." Yu Governor nodded repeatedly, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

What the prince said was just in his opinion, and he was still worried that the prince would like to investigate. Since the prince said so, it was very good!

Although Wang Baitian died in prison without understanding, it was considered to have settled the old case, and the court made an explanation.

Lu Qian was silent for a long time, and after leaving the government jail, he couldn't help but chase Mu Zhao for a few steps and whispered, "Huaizhi, do you know that the fire is strange, so you don't plan to investigate?"

"The officers all said that they heard the strange flute sound last night, saying that someone was robbing the prison alone..."

"So it's a disaster?" Mu Zhao asked lightly.

Lu Qian was suffocated and paused, "The officers just counted the number of people in the prison, and there was not a single one."

"So what else should I check?" Mu Zhao continued to move forward.

"But many officers said that they fell asleep in a daze after hearing the sound of the flute last night. They were not in a hurry to put out the fire until the smoke choked them up."

"Well, what does this mean?"

Lu Qian almost smiled, "Huaizhi, you pretend to be confused, you really don't look like you at all."

"It means someone went to prison last night, and the small dark room happened to catch fire again, burning Wang Baitian to death, and everything was over!"

"It's a good ending." Mu Huaizhi nodded with a smile, "Isn't this the result the court wants? Just report it like this. To be honest, it's normal for the prison cell to be disrepaired for a long time and the weather is dry and the water is drained."

Lu Qian was speechless.

He didn't believe it, and with Mu Huaizhi's cleverness, he couldn't tell what was wrong here!

He just saw through it and didn't say it out loud, turned a blind eye to let the matter go...

That night, Mu Mansion Pavilion.

The secret guard Changzhi quietly jumped into the study and bowed to present something, "Crown Prince, my subordinates have checked it inside and out, and only found this little bit of shattered copper and iron."

"The copper lock on Wang Baitian's body cannot be burned out. The most likely one should be rescued overnight."

"Looking at the style of this fragment, the person who came should have used his true energy to shoot and cut open the crisscrossing copper locks on his body."

"I think that more than one person should be coming. They quickly cleared the fire and took away all the evidence that would reveal their identities."

"Wang Baitian is a man in the world. Could it be the work of his good brother in the world? Prince, I will continue to investigate."

Mu Zhao shook his head, "Just go, don't check again. I will handle the normal cancellation of Wang Baitian, and there will be no such person again in the future."

With a final say, Changzhi held his fists and left.

On the other hand, the Liang Palace, in accordance with the instructions of the saint, must bury the old Liang king before the New Year and buried it nearby in Dongshan, quickly breaking the old case.

However, the weather was not good. On the day when Lao Liang went up the mountain and was buried, it started to rain before dawn, and it was wet all the way.

Ye Wuchen was pushed to the mountain by the servant in the rain, wearing a straw hat but his head and face were covered with rain.

The servants of the Liang Palace held the coffin and tried hard to climb up the mountain, which was really miserable.

Ye Wuchen looked up at the misty sky.

Suddenly, a white light flashed by.

A "pop" suddenly hit the lid of the coffin.

The huge force shocked everyone who was walking in the coffin and fell to the ground with their feet, staring at them in great fear.

The lid of the coffin was shattered into pieces by one blow, and the rainwater poured into the coffin was poured.

The old Liang King was sewn intact and his face was clean and blue and white. At this time, there was a hint of strangeness in the light of the sky.

Ye Wuchen held the wheelchair armrest tightly, trembling all over, "What are you doing while standing there? Why don't you hurry..." Before he finished speaking, he heard rustling sounds from the grass on both sides of the corridor.

Everyone turned their heads and saw more than a dozen **** dogs with claws suddenly jumping out of the grass.

The servants were so shocked that their legs became weak and screamed, "The wild dogs are attacking!"

"Protect the Prince of Pingkang to go first!"

"Grandfather, grandfather!" Ye Wuchen showed a look of regret, reached out to hold the wheelchair armrest tightly, and looked back again and again.

I saw a group of servants without any weapons, and were driven by wild dogs and fled to the point of panic.

Another part of the wild dogs jumped into the coffin like crazy and stepped forward to tear the old prince.

While the old prince's body, which had been sewn for a while, was split into pieces again.

"Grandfather!" Ye Wuchen looked back frequently, staring at the remains of King Liang who was taken away by wild dogs, and beat his chest and stamped his feet and cried loudly.

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"Chestnut steamed flower cake, butter abalone snails, and three bowls of osmanthus and thirst ear soup. Three girls, all the eight dishes you ordered are served, please use them slowly~" The guy smiled and bent down and quickly retreated.

"Girl, it's so delicious." Jiujin took a sip of osmanthus and tremium, "The dessert in Fanlou is really well-deserved. It's delicious, we'll come next time!"

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

"Even eating can't block your mouth." Baliang glanced at her.

"It's really not bad. I'll take Mrs. Huang to try it next time." Yu Linlang nodded.

"Yeah, yeah, after Mrs. Huang tasted it, she will be able to cook it for us at home in the future." Jiujin nodded happily.

Baliang glanced at the crowd and then lowered his voice, "Last night, the governor of Yu sent Wu Yong to lead people up the mountain in the rain, searching for a circle and not even picking up half of the old prince's bones."

Jiujin ate while gently tickling, "It's so miserable, no wonder the corpse is gone."

"Although the old prince has been buried now, he is just a magnificent dress with a bright appearance."

Yu Linlang snorted coldly.

Baliang leaned forward again and said to the two in a lower voice, "Wu Yong found one in the coffin, a gold-hot King of Hell."

"Ah." Jiujin exclaimed softly, "I mean, is this done by the people from the King of Hell Palace?"

Baliang shrugged and said it was unknown.

Yu Linlang gently stirred the tremite in the bowl, held her chin with one hand and looked at the window, and suddenly saw snowflakes falling.

If you look closely, what kind of snowflakes are there?

They are small pieces of paper, flying all over the sky.

There were people coming and going on the street, and everyone was curious to look up.

Yu Linlang reached out of the window and gently clamped a small piece of paper with her two fingers.

When I took it back, I saw lines of small words written on it.

The old Liang monarch has harmed many women over the past eight years, and it is hard to write about it. The sky thunder struck the coffin, the king of **** seeks his life, and the wild dogs eat bones, and it is his own fault! The laws of heaven are clear and unobstructed. The evil deeds should be made public to the world and despised by all the people!

He took the note over nine jin and eight liang, and read it three times in a row and smiled happily, "I deserve it!"

"It should be that the old dog will be in peace after death, and bear the eternal infamy, it should be!"

Yu Linlang glanced out of the window.

Wu Yong led a squad of officers to come over quickly and drove away the people who were lowering their heads and picking up notes.

Yu Linlang pursed her lips and waved her hand, and her true energy was stimulating.

The note that originally landed nearby suddenly flew up and rolled into the air.

(End of this chapter)