After my rebirth, I was the most favored person in Beijing

Lin Xi knew that what Chen Xun said might not be true, but now that things had come to this point, there were many things she couldn't say.

"If I marry you, I can naturally use your name to go out and do things. If you don't tell me the truth now, I will cause trouble everywhere later. Do you understand?"

Hearing Lin Xi say this, Chen Xun also smiled faintly, not at all angry about what she said. However, now that things have come to this, he still doesn't want to tell Lin Xi these things.

"You know, there are some things. It's not that I don't want to tell you. It's that if I tell you, and you know it, you will also be involved in it." When Chen Xun said these words, there was a faint smile on his brows.

Lin Xi knew that what he said was true, but after what happened in her previous life, the thing she feared most in her mind now was not knowing the truth. She just wanted to know the truth.

"My life story, do you know?"

Lin Xi continued to ask, but when she asked this question, she didn't dare to look him in the eye, for fear that he would say something she didn't dare to hear.

However, now that things have come to this point, many people cannot do what she has done.

When the heroine attended the first banquet at the prince's mansion, she met the hero who broke in and killed many assassins who were hiding inside, and she also fainted due to poisoning.

The moon is bright in the sky and the lights in the waterside pavilion are ablaze.

In Prince Jing's mansion, palace maids filed out from the kitchen and arranged the seats smoothly.

Today, two cousins ​​from the Crown Prince's wife's mother's family specially hosted a welcoming banquet. In addition to the ladies with whom they are on good terms, they also specially invited Song Qingzhe, a powerful figure in the dynasty, and his brothers from aristocratic families.

Everyone was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was lively. However, Shen Yun, who was sitting at the end of the table, stared at the various pastries in front of her. She subconsciously touched her empty stomach and couldn't help but sigh.

"Aren't you trying to embarrass your cousin by acting like a poor person?" Shen Lan, who was sitting next to Shen Yun, frowned, straightened her body, and couldn't help but look at the two people sitting in the highest position.

Shen Yun was stunned for a moment. The two of them were sent here from Yuncheng by the Shen family, saying that they were to be taught the rules by the Crown Prince's wife, but everyone knew that they wanted to come to the capital to make friends.

After waiting for a long time for the banquet to start, Shen Yun was finally able to eat something to fill her stomach. Unexpectedly, the nanny sent by the Crown Prince's Consort brought her and Shen Lan to the front to introduce them to each other.

When the Crown Prince's Consort saw the two girls leaving, she introduced them to the people around her cheerfully, "Mother and the others said that these two girls are the only two young ladies in our generation. They have been wild since they were young, so they were sent here specially to ask the maids in the palace to educate them and control their tempers."

Although there were many people present, everyone understood the implicit meaning of the Crown Prince's Consort's words. They exchanged glances, and inevitably cast their eyes on the two of them, and began to discuss in a low voice.

"What does the Shen family mean by this? Why are they sending two girls to Beijing?"

"What else can it mean? Prince Jing wants to move up, so how can the Crown Prince not follow closely behind him?"

"However, these two girls are good-looking, but I don't know what their personalities are like..."

Shen Yun and Shen Lan greeted everyone with a smile, and then stood beside the Crown Prince's wife. They were both tall and beautiful, like pearls illuminating everyone's eyes at night. From the perspective of the heroine, a small figure, and the hero, a big figure, the story describes two different types of people who face the crisis together when facing the turbulence of the times. It is also a group portrait, showing the wonderful aspects of different characters in their lives.

Someone died in Nishimura again.

It was noon, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and when looking inside the village from outside, there was a layer of mist.

A carriage stopped at the entrance of the village. The coachman tilted his head, his expression gloomy and as if he had something to hide, and asked the person inside, "Girl, are you sure this is the place?"

It was strange for a young girl to come to a place where people were dying one after another.

After saying this, the young girl in the carriage got off. She was holding the box in her hand and nodded and said, "Yes."

The groom raised his head and saw a petite girl with bright eyes and white teeth. She was wearing a blue long coat and a crabapple flower pinned on her temples. She exuded a simple elegance, but the determination in her eyes made people unable to look away.

The groom pointed at the intersection and said, "This place is weird, girl, what can you do here?"

A gloomy wind blew from the West Village, and a faint fragrance wafted out from the box in her hand.

The groom had never smelled such a smell before, and was even a little addicted to it. His eyes unconsciously looked towards the box again and again.

"Rescue."

The groom just thought she was joking. Since ancient times, there has never been such a young girl saving people. He didn't take her words to heart at all.

Xie Ruan raised his eyes, his eyes were heavy, and he took out a few more strings of copper coins from the silver bag and said, "Thank you. Please help me find a way to the Song family."

The groom was stunned, his hands paused, his eyes widened, wondering if he had heard wrongly, and asked in disbelief: "Girl, you said...the Song family?"

"Ah."

The groom's hand trembled as he took the copper coin, and the coin immediately rolled to the ground. He stepped back repeatedly, his face turning pale: "The Song family was wiped out three months ago. What are you doing in the Song family, girl?"

Xie Ruan looked at his expression, frowned slightly, and asked, "Destroy the whole family?"

"Mr. Song and his entire family died in a mysterious fire."

"Only Mr. Song's engaged youngest daughter survived, but she became insane and always spoke nonsense. The family that was engaged to her canceled the marriage. The villagers thought she was crazy and were worried about her. They wanted to send her to a charity institution, but they didn't expect Miss Song to disappear."

"That is, after the incident at the Song Mansion, two or three brides died in Xicun. These brides were all the same age as the eldest daughter of the Song family."

Xie Ruan's eyes were heavy: "Since the whole family was wiped out, then where is the murderer?"

The groom shook his head: "This is the government's business. What's more, some people say that Old Master Song doesn't want to live anymore and wants to take his family to die."

"The Song Mansion is weird. If what you want to do is not important, you'd better not go!"

"Thank you." Xie Ruan didn't say anything, carrying the box and heading into the small path of West Village.

The old master of the Song Mansion was once the prince's tutor, a first-rank official, and he himself was a great scholar. Now there are many of his students in the court. The surname Song is also a family surname in Suiyang County, with a high status. Later, because of the involvement of the deposed prince, although he moved to Xicun, His Majesty specially granted the title of Anbohou to the old master Song to appease the people.

Old Master Song once saved her life, so after receiving the letter from him, she hurried back from southern Xinjiang.

How could a person who wrote a book asking her to come back for treatment commit suicide?

The road to the Song Mansion was more difficult to navigate than she had imagined. What Xie Ruan did not expect was that there were Jinyiwei people standing at the gate of the Song Mansion. She paused, pursed her lips, and clenched her hands slightly.

The Jinyiwei had never imagined that a young girl would appear in such a gloomy place.

She is still a woman with good looks.

Xie Ruan felt several gazes, and he walked slowly and firmly. He glanced at the corpse on the ground with his almond-shaped eyes, and walked past calmly with a serious expression and his clothes fluttering in the wind.

"Stop. Who is it?"

The first person to speak was the Jinyiwei who had been staring at her.

"Your Excellency, I am here to investigate a case at the Song Residence." Xie Ruan happened to stop at the steps at the entrance of the Song Residence. Her thin body was as straight as a bamboo. She opened her red lips and said softly, "Save someone."

The Song Mansion is now in ruins, overgrown with weeds and no trace of its once prosperous population remains.

"Investigating a case?" The Jinyiwei's mouth twitched slightly, with mockery in his eyes.

"Yes, investigating the case."

The Jinyiwei looked her up and down. This girl had a fair complexion and didn't look like someone who would roll around among a pile of dead bodies, so how could she have the skills to perform an autopsy?

Relying on his good looks, he looked at them and tried to deceive them.

He shook his head. How could he be so brazen?

"Are you crazy? Are you here to make trouble? Go away! If you continue to interfere with our investigation, I will take you to jail."

Tell lies without even a good excuse.

The Jinyiwei couldn't help but roll his eyes and motioned the person next to him to go in.

Xie Ruan stood under the eaves, the sunlight cast a shadow under her long curly eyelashes, "I want to see Shen You."

"How dare you." The Jinyiwei drew the sword from his waist, the blade emitting a cold bluish-white light, "You can call the lord by his name."

He took a few steps towards Xie Ruan, his sword almost reaching her neck.

"My last name is Xie. Please pass me on."

The Jinyiwei looked at her, motionless under the hilt of the sword, with some surprise.

Xie is a common surname.

Moreover, she was so calm even when she addressed the master by his name. He was worried that someone who should not be offended had come. He said to her, "You just wait here. I will go in and report to the master first."

Not long after, the man asked her to come in.

The Song Mansion has become a ruin. When you step into the courtyard, you can still smell the smell of cigarette ash left by the fire a few months ago.

Xie Ruan looked at the corpse placed in the yard. There were bruises on the corners of his lips and forehead. His body was covered with a cloth, so the rest of his body could not be seen clearly. Then his eyes fell on the man in front of him.

He had a high nose bridge, sharp cheeks, and a red mole in the middle of his eyebrows, which made him look distant and aloof. His eyes were deep and sinister, making people dare not ignore him. He was wearing an indigo-colored shirt with thunder and cloud patterns. He looked at her and casually threw the handkerchief he was using to wipe his hands on the ground.

Xie Ruan could tell that the handkerchief was a piece of Shu brocade worth a fortune.

"You said, can you solve the case?" Shen You looked at her gloomily, rubbing the crystal clear ring with his right hand.

"Yes."

"lie."

Shen You lowered his eyes and looked at Xie Ruan in front of him, his expression was calm. He approached her step by step, and grasped her fair and slender neck with his broad hands. He said in a very calm voice: "In my case, lying will kill you."

Xie Ruan's eyes were solemn and she frowned as she said, "The deceased at the door was eighteen years old, a female. There were obvious marks on her neck behind her ears. She was strangled to death. The marks on her forehead and the corners of her mouth were caused by her struggle. Judging from the color of the body, she must have died yesterday afternoon. It should have been ten hours since then."

Shen You was surprised and blew down his eyelids. His bony fingers loosened slightly, giving her a chance to catch her breath.

"Sir, can you let me take a closer look? If I can't see anything, or if I'm lying, you can kill me."

Seeing that Shen You had no intention of giving in, Xie Ruan continued, "The silk that the deceased was wearing came from the Southern Silk Supply House, and there are not many households in the capital that can use it."

"After a brief elimination, the only ones left are Marquis Yanbo in the south of the city, Marquis Guanxi in the east of the city, and Marquis Zhenbei. Among these families, the only legitimate daughter of Marquis Zhenbei was the one who left last night."

Shen You stared at her and stopped what he was doing.

A faint cold wind blew in the courtyard, and even on a sunny day, it made people shiver.

But Shen You in front of him seemed to sneer, looking down at him, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Since when do cats and dogs have the qualifications to negotiate with me?"

"Although this case is not complicated, it involves the reputation of a woman." Xie Ruan looked up at him, trying to make her eyes meet his, "I am the best choice."

After a long silence, Shen You looked at her and turned his head to look at the box in her hand.

When the wind blows, the fragrance in the box spreads everywhere.

His eyes were heavy, and he curled his lips coldly towards her, and said slowly: "It's really interesting."

"Someone is coming."

"exist."

Shen You's most capable subordinate Qingsong appeared in front of them.

"Autopsy."

Shen You opened his thin lips slightly, his eyes cold.

Qingsong asked Xie Ruan, "Miss, do you need to prepare anything for the autopsy?"

Hearing this, Xie Ruan looked calm, his eyes fell deeply on the body on the ground, walked to the body, put down the box, and said softly: "No need."

Qingsong watched Xie Ruan open the box, which contained some autopsy tools that he was unfamiliar with.

He gave her a suspicious look.

The box in her hand was completely opened, and a long and lingering fragrance overflowed.

Even the Jinyiwei standing outside the courtyard could smell it.

The fragrance is very light, but it has an indescribable sense of enchantment.

Xie Ruan's own sister was humiliated and died in a wealthy family's mansion. The heroine found the answer after performing an autopsy and was ready to avenge her sister. She saw the hero's men recruiting people.

It's noon.

A carriage rushed into the end of Lark Street. A girl in a blue-white dress opened the curtain, jumped out of the carriage, and ran into the yard full of white sails.

Xie Ruan looked at the coffin lying in the middle of the yard, tears welled up in her eyes, and she knelt down in front of the coffin with a plop.

The person lying in the coffin was her elder sister.

Her elder sister was only two years older than her and was in good health. But suddenly, news came from home that her elder sister had a sudden illness and passed away.

Xie Ruan kowtowed three times, then stood up and said to the person beside him, "I want to see my sister."

"Aruan, your sister's coffin has been nailed down. Do you want to make your sister rest in peace after her death?" The sister-in-law at the side shouted.

Xie Ruan raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth and pushed away the group of people blocking her way.

"When did Sister leave?"

"Last night at noon."

"What symptoms?"

The sister-in-law hesitated, her eyes dodging guiltily, and she tugged at her eldest brother's sleeve, mumbling, "What other symptoms can there be, girl?"