The grindstone in the inkstone has dried and solidified, and there are a few messy papers spread on the table.

"From near to far to east and west, from deep to shallow clear streams. From close to close to far apart..."

Li Jinran picked up one of the papers and read it. The last words were stained by ink, making it impossible to tell what was written.

"Afraid of hurting my motherly love, I secretly flow to my pillow..."

Li Jinran frowned. These poems all hinted at the sadness in his heart, especially this one, which hinted that he couldn't bear to hurt his mother and cried alone at night.

There was another piece of paper that was stained with ink and had a corner missing. That corner was also placed on the table. On it was the paper that the prince was holding before he died, with Xiao and a dot written on it.

The handwriting is somewhat distorted, and it can be seen that the prince suffered great pain before his death.

What did Li Jinran think when she looked at the character "Xiao"? It was weird. It was written a little small. Logically speaking, people cannot control well when they are in pain, so the characters they wrote should only be bigger. However, the character "Xiao" was written a little small, like It's like a half-written word.

"Half of the words?" He murmured to herself, and she thought of a possibility. Maybe this was half of the words, and the other half was stained by ink.

Bei Yujue stood aside the whole time, not daring to talk. He knew that Ran Ran was in a very bad mood now, so it was better for him to speak less.

"Ah Jue, inform the steward of the Prince's Mansion that I want a list of everyone in the Prince's Mansion." Li Jinran said with a solemn expression.

Bei Yujue immediately sent someone to find the steward of the Prince's Mansion. About a quarter of an hour later, the steward of the Prince's Mansion came running out of breath, holding a roster in his hand.

"This servant has met King Xiaoyao and the princess."

Li Jinran glanced at him. He was in his early forties, with sweat on his forehead, and he looked honest.

"Where is the list of people in the mansion?"

The steward of the Prince's Mansion quickly presented the roster in his hand, "Princess, the names of all the people in the Mansion are on it."

Li Jinran took off the gloves in his hands, threw them on the table beside him, found a stool to sit on, put the roster on the table, and rummaged through the pages.

Li Jinran didn't find the name he suspected until he flipped through the roster.

"How come there isn't?" Li Jinran was worried.

Bei Yujue comforted him softly: "Ran Ran, what are you looking for? I'll help you find it."

"Sister Princess."

Xiaoying came in from the door, looking slightly sad.

"Xiaoying, you are better at poison than me. What kind of poison is this inkstone?" Li Jinran pointed to the inkstone on the case, "Be careful, the poison may penetrate through the skin."

"Yes." Xiaoying also put on her gloves, took out her handkerchief and wiped it around the inkstone, "I'll use the tea cup."

Xiaoying picked up the tea cup on the side. The cup contained the tea brought by the servant just now. She put the handkerchief that had been wiped on the inkstone into the tea and soaked it. Then she pulled out a hairpin from her head. This hairpin was made of silver. Drug test.

The hairpin was put in the tea for a long time and did not change color. "The inkstone itself is not poisonous."

Li Jinran said with a normal expression: "Well, let's try the ink."

There is nothing wrong with the inkstone. The poison is probably in the ink. Now that the ink is dry, I wonder if it can be detected.

Xiaoying added a few drops of tea, grinded the ink, and tried it with a silver hairpin. It was indeed poisonous.

"Xiaoying, can you tell what kind of poison it is?" Li Jinran asked seriously.

"What are the symptoms of poisoning?"

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