The Princess's Deadly Daily Life

The prime minister slowly stood up and adjusted his official uniform, then got off the carriage and said to Long Qi: "Take her back for now. As for the rest, you don't have to worry about it. I will make my own arrangements."

"Okay." He replied with his arms crossed.

Seeing the prime minister walking further and further away, Li Xi was stuck in the carriage and could not get out. She could only say to Long Qi: "I thought you were in danger, so I took the risk to come up and warn you. Now, although the little beggar has escaped, he will not escape from Chang'an City. If you really want to find the culprit, you can go to the streets to investigate. If you spare no effort to find the little beggar, the truth will naturally come to light. Why do you have to arrest a weak woman like me to interrogate me?"

Long Qi looked at her with his eyes that penetrated her flesh and bones. The height difference created an oppressive momentum. He snorted coldly and said meaningfully: "Do you still remember the good show that was performed at noon today?"

Li Xixuan felt that the change of topic was inexplicable: "What do you mean by a play at 7:00 pm? If you want to watch a play, go ahead and watch it. Why are you still discussing this with me now?"

Long Qi's eyes dimmed, "You don't admit it?" When his lips moved again, Li Xiying covered his mouth with her backhand.

"Stop talking!" Li Xi was startled, not knowing what he was shocked about. It seemed that he was more annoyed by his noisiness.

In her peripheral vision, there was a tavern. There was a figure as tall as a mountain, leaning on the railing opposite the tavern with a sharp gaze. He was not drinking or ordering food, but was inspecting something inside with a few people.

The shopkeeper was confused and didn't dare to disturb him.

Fourth Uncle was standing with his back to her, holding a portrait in his hand. Seeing that she was not in the tavern, he asked everyone he met.

Li Xiying felt ashamed. She never expected to run into her fourth uncle wherever she went.

Fourth uncle, fourth uncle, the people of Chang'an should all recognize this portrait. How can she face others?

Long Qi's tall height just blocked the view from the attic, but when she saw her fourth uncle was about to turn his head to look outside the street, she was so scared that she got into the carriage.

Long Qi frowned. The mouth that she had just covered felt smelly. What kind of filthy thing was that on her hand and wrist?

Later, he stretched out his fingers and rubbed his lips, and sure enough, there was black mud!

She didn't know if it was because she had just covered his mouth that made him angry, because he let go of her hand after a few breaths. He didn't continue discussing the script, but looked at her hand seriously. No other emotions could be seen, but a chill inexplicably rose around them.

Li Xiying finally reacted and looked down at his palms and even wrists. Hey, so this is what he was angry about!

This is the mud I got from catching the little beggar just now.

She said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it... but..." She suddenly changed her tone and said seriously, "But the dirt on my hands counts as evidence, right? That beggar was dirty and slippery. I used all my skills to catch him!"

His mouth had been rubbed red by his thumb, bright red, and he felt extremely annoyed when he saw her trying to excuse herself, "What kind of evidence is this?"

She was not annoyed by the cold water poured on her, and said: "Okay, if you want to investigate thoroughly, then I will cooperate, but if you want to use private punishment to force a confession, then... I would rather die in glory than live in disgrace!"

Since you can't get rid of it, try your best to ensure your own safety.

After thinking about it, it would not be a bad idea to hide in his mansion for a few days. Fourth Uncle could not go to the official's house to search. If they needed to help identify the little dirty ball, she could do it. After following the clues to find the culprit and the truth was revealed, she could also be cleared of all charges.

With his bright red lips, he looked like he had just eaten a child. He snorted coldly: "It's not up to you whether you cooperate or not."

Two hours ago, she appeared before him in the same dress and with the same face, both with tears in her eyes.

Even if one is hopelessly stupid, one should know that something happening twice in one day will inevitably make people remember it vividly... So, is avoiding answering the question he raised a sign of guilt?

She tried so hard to get into the prime minister's residence, even at the risk of her life. What was her purpose?

Hearing his answer, Li Xi raised her eyebrows. He wanted to irritate her, and the more she couldn't do what he wanted, the more she bit her teeth and said, "Okay."

Li Xixiao approached the carriage curtain and slightly leaned his head out, glancing at the tavern behind him. Thinking that his fourth uncle should have left, he relaxed and walked calmly past him, stepping on the stool that the purple-robed official had just walked on.

The horse on the ground had a broken bridle and was lying on its side with blood foam oozing out of its mouth and nose. Its body was covered in black blood and it was impossible to tell whether it was dead or alive.

It was so dangerous just now that she finally realized what was happening and breathed a long sigh of relief. She thought about how she had spent a copper coin on the beggar yesterday and foolishly comforted the woman who had her money taken away, saying that she had just spent money doing good deeds. But now she realized that the pity she saw was not really pity. She should have asked the woman to arrest him on the spot and bring him to the authorities to teach the little dirty ball a lesson on what to do and what not to do, rather than growing up to be a useless pest.

She didn't stop for long and followed the prime minister in the direction he was heading.

Firstly, she didn't want to wait for the man in the carriage to come down and escort her, and secondly, she was afraid that her fourth uncle was still nearby.

Long Qi looked at her back as she followed the prime minister, then looked down at the horse, wondering what she was thinking.

Turning his head to look in the direction where she had covered his mouth, he saw an ordinary tavern called Zuiyanlou. There were guests in groups of three or four drinking and chatting happily inside. There was nothing strange about it.

Suddenly, a scroll of painting floated over his head from the building, and was about to fall in front of him. He had always had a good eye, so he took a quick glance and saw the face of the woman in the painting.

His expression was slightly tense, so he took his hands and opened them to take a look.

So she covered his mouth with her dirty hands just now because she saw an acquaintance looking for her with this portrait?

She must be very important, as such a detailed portrait was drawn to find her.

He put the portrait away and looked up, just in time to see a man upstairs also looking at him.

Upstairs, Li Jian saw a young man picking up a portrait. He nodded at him and asked him from a height of a foot: "Sir, have you seen the woman in the portrait?"

Long Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced in the direction where Li Xiying left, then looked back and asked, "Who are you?"

Li Jian didn't know that he would be curious about his identity, so he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but if you have seen her, please let me know."

Long Qi nodded without stopping, and in an instant the next words of the man upstairs were drowned out by the noisy environment.

"Please return the portrait to me."

If his guess was correct, Li Xiying must have some connection with this man. No matter what grudges she had with him, he was not interested. As long as today's poisoned horse incident had nothing to do with her, no one else would be implicated.

Li Xian looked downstairs at the direction Long Qi left and said to the guard, "Who lost the portrait?"

"it's me……"

The guard was sweating profusely because the waiter had bumped into him when he was serving wine, and then...

Li Zhen did not make things difficult for him and only asked him to take the portrait back. The plainclothes guard then rushed downstairs to find the man who took the portrait.

But when I got downstairs, there was no sign of anyone there.