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Room No. [-] is only for storing the corpses. To really examine the corpses, the corpses must be lifted out and placed in a place full of light for observation.Wu Zuo couldn't lift it by himself, so he went up and called two more people.Came on a wheeled bed.The three of them worked together to lift the stiff corpse onto the bed, and pushed the bed away together.

Xun Zhui followed behind these three people, and in the dim light of the torch, he could only see the inconspicuous ups and downs of the white cloth covering Le Ji's body.

People in the world are divided into three, six, and nine ranks, and those who do sensual business are always given the lowest title.Even Xun Zhui is no exception. If you say you can't discriminate, it's just lip service. From the bottom of your heart, you want to stay away from these people, and it's best not to have any intersections in your life.

But he met Koudan in Yingge Xiaozhu, a beautiful woman who personally prepared meals for him.His impression of Kou Dan stopped at his words and demeanor, and he was really surprised to see graceful and well-mannered women in that kind of place.

Le prostitutes are called Yubi, and they don't have any names worthy of attention. They catch a lot of them in the Yanliu field.

The room for examining the corpse is on the right side of the mortuary passage, and there are windows all around, so that the whole room is well lit during the day.Wu Zuo pushed the corpse into the room, and after a while he came out and asked Xun to chase him in.

"When the corpse is fresh, you can't see any external injuries on the body, but after one or two days of parking, the hidden wounds on the body can surface."

Wu Zuo uncovered the white cloth, revealing only the body above the chest.There were two bluish-purple scars about one finger wide on the chest of the corpse. Along the scars, there were also multiple abrasions on her neck.

Xun Zhuibi faced the direction of the corpse's wound, and lightly held both hands against the air.Seeing his movement, Wu Zuo immediately put his gloved hand on the wound of the corpse, "You are thinking in the right direction, the wound on the neck looks like it was pinched by something, but the direction of the finger is wrong, the thumb is at the throat , and the remaining four fingers hide the root of the hair."

Xun Zhui lowered his hands, and hid his fingertips in his wide sleeves.

"But that's not the real cause of death." Wu Zuo said.

It is impossible for a person to choke himself to death, and choking his throat in extreme despair can only cause temporary suffocation. After the body receives the information of suffocation, it will save itself. way suicide.

But no matter how I think about it, I find it strange that Yubi's suicide is nothing more than being insulted, but she can find other things to continue after her attempted suicide.Just according to the description of the two servants in the court hall, it seems that the corpse in the backyard has been linked to Yubi's death.

Xun Zhui looked back at Chu Yang who was guarding the door, Chu Yang was playing with a piece of dog's tail grass in his hand.

There are many corpse spots on the surface of the corpse, and the scars and corpse spots overlap together, and it is not clear which ones are scars.There were still several whip wounds on Yubi's leg, and the skin was torn apart in life, and after death, the turned out skin and flesh slowly rotted and leaked some disgusting liquid.

"The bones dug up in the backyard also have similar scars, and the small judgment should be made by one person." Wu Zuo said.

Xun Zhui opened his mouth and didn't speak, he didn't feel sick until now, the smell of the corpse seemed to be a little heavier than before.He walked out of the room to breathe, and Chu Yang found a stool for Xun Zhui to sit on.

Xunzhui reached out for a pen and paper, but it wasn't that Yan Zhaohe naturally didn't know what Xunzhui wanted, so Xunzhui wrote on the ground with his toes.

Chu Yang looked for a pen and paper here, and Xun Zhui wrote: "If Yan Zhaohe is still not satisfied, you let him come to me by himself."

Just as Chu Yang was about to say something, a person rushed in from outside. The person first saluted Xun Zhui, and after Xun Zhui dismissed the salute, he stepped forward and whispered something to Chu Yang.

Xun Zhui had an impression of this person, he seemed to be the forbidden army in the palace.

After the man said that, Chu Yang's face changed drastically.

"Your Majesty." Chu Yang said with a serious face, "I'm afraid I have to drive back to the palace now."

"Has the sky fallen?" Xun Zhui wrote.

"It's not that serious."

"Stay here again."

Chu Yang shook his head, "The place where the court lady lived caught fire, and the entire courtyard burned up, and a court lady died."

Xun Zhui looked at Chu Yang with fussy eyes.

"The rest of the maids died as soon as they died, but this maid is different. This maid is a little maid from the imperial concubine's palace." Chu Yang said in a deep voice, "I think Your Majesty should go back and have a look."

It doesn't matter who died, so what if it was a maid in the mother's concubine's palace?It is a fact that Xun Zhui and his biological mother were not close. The biological mother has passed away, and the maids in the palace were all assigned to serve in other palaces. Xun Zhui couldn't remember who they were.

The sky is dry, and it is not uncommon to see a fire anywhere. It is interesting to look at Chu Yang's anxious look. It is obviously his own home. Why is the grand commander more anxious than the master? The prince who has been taking care of him may not plan to be anxious at the moment.

Even if there is something wrong with burning the palace maid to death, it's none of his business.

Chu Yang insisted: "Your Majesty, please go back and have a look."

Xun Zhui quietly put the pen and paper away, and slowly smiled at Chu Yang.

Chu Yang had never seen Xun Zhui with such a triumphant smile, and then he saw Xun Zhui close his eyes, and the whole person quickly fell towards him in the opposite direction.

When the little emperor returned to the palace, he was carried into the bedroom by the commander in chief. The prince dismissed everyone and did not allow anyone to visit him.After seeing off the little emperor, the general rode out of the palace again, and in the evening Zhaowang's carriage swaggered into the palace.

Everyone guessed, is the little emperor bad again?

The prince opened the window to ventilate, and the palace people were cleaning outside.

Wang Gonggong turned his head to Xun Zhui who was sitting on the ground playing backgammon and said: "Your Majesty has been bored for a while, this old slave will take you out for a walk to get some air."

Xun chased and raised his chin, the prince smiled and said: "King Zhao hasn't come yet, I will let you know when I come."

As soon as the words fell, the prince said, "Here we come."

Xun Zhui jumped up suddenly, kicked all the chess pieces under the bed, and then got into the bed made by himself.Eunuch Wang took a few quick steps to spread the quilt neatly. Before he straightened up, the sound of King Zhao's footsteps had already reached him.

"His Royal Highness Zhao Wang." The prince said softly, "Your Majesty has just rested, and the nightmare has been raging for a while."

After Wang Gonggong stepped back, Yan Zhaohe said immediately: "Is it fun?"

Before Xun Zhui could answer, Yan Zhaohe lifted the quilt and pulled Xun Zhui up with one hand.

The man's breath suddenly approached, and Xunzui shrank back subconsciously.But Yan Zhaohe didn't give him a chance, and pressed him one step further to trap Xun Zhui's actions.Xun Zhui hurriedly opened his eyes, facing Yan Zhaohe's eyes, the distance between the two was extremely close.Yan Zhaohe pinched Xunzhui's chin, and Xunzhui immediately felt a little pain.

"Don't move." Yan Zhaohe warned.

How could Xun Zhui listen to Yan Zhaohe's words? He struggled hard, but broke free when Yan Zhaohe was not paying attention.Yan Zhaohe grabbed Xunzhui's collar, and Xunzhui leaned to one side, but he was still not controlled by Yan Zhaohe.Yan Zhaohe suddenly let go, and Xun Zhui lost his strength and immediately fell off the bed, and then Yan Zhaohe grabbed his ankle and dragged him onto the bed.

"Oh!"

Xun Zhui knocked his shoulder against Li Huamu's bedside, and his blood surged so painfully that he couldn't distinguish between east, west, south, and north.

"Li Xunzhui, do you think human life is not important?" Yan Zhaohe said coldly.

In return for Yan Zhaohe, there is only the growing anger of the young man.

"Le prostitute wants to strangle herself, do you know what it feels like?" Yan Zhaohe put his left hand on Xunzhui's neck and slowly exerted force, "It doesn't matter if the maid is burned to death, it's worse than the bones buried in the morgue. nice."

Xun Zhui grabbed Yan Zhaohe's hand tightly with both hands and wanted to take it off his throat. Yan Zhaohe's left hand seemed to be the same as his right hand.

"Let go..." Xun Zhui said angrily.

"When Le prostitute wanted to die, she never thought of letting go." Yan Zhaohe sneered, "I raised you in the palace for so many years, but I completely forgot how to teach you how to be a man. His Majesty handed you over to me at the age of five. I think you are a Poor child without father or mother."

The man stopped his voice and carefully looked at the young emperor's immature cheeks.

"It seems that you are not so worthy of pity."

As soon as the words fell, Xun Zhui lowered his hands.

Today's Yan Zhaohe seems to be a different person, the superficial morality of those gentlemen has subsided, and now this fierce and angry look is like the one he saw in Lingshu Temple.

After all, the Yan family is still a general.

Xun Zhui began to cough hastily, and soon the coughing ground turned red, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.The body trembled under the lack of oxygen and coughing, and gradually convulsed.

Yan Zhaohe let go, and he fell back to the bed powerlessly.

Xun Zhui is buried in his arms, he can't tell what kind of mood he is in right now, he just feels that this Yan Zhaohe is very vivid.

"I'll call the imperial physician." Yan Zhaohe said to call the imperial physician, but he didn't act.

Xun Zhui laughed softly, "I'm afraid Wu Zuo has faster legs and feet than the imperial doctor."

"I'm sick and confused, can't talk but brain?" Yan Zhaohe leaned over and hugged Xun Zhui back to the center of the bed, Xun Zhui covered his face and didn't show him.

It was you, Yan Zhaohe, who got confused, not me.

Yan Zhaohe slowly comforted Xun Zhui, and after the flush on Xun Zhui's face faded, he became even more haggard and pale.He was not in good health, and his complexion was nothing but superficial things.

I'm afraid Yan Zhaohe can't stand what he writes now, what if he insists on writing and angers Yan Zhaohe?Xun Zhui is not afraid of Yan Zhaohe, and the pressure Yan Zhaohe brought to him has not frightened him.The more tense the atmosphere, the more he wanted to laugh.

Xun Zhui smiled slightly, "I am the emperor."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Yan Zhaohe tidied Xun Zhui's clothes, just now the two of them moved too much, two of Xun Zhui's belts were torn apart, and one tied a knot by himself.

Xun Zhui held Yan Zhaohe's hand for arranging the belt, and sat up along with his hand, the belt hooked Yan Zhaohe's index finger, most of the skirt slipped from his shoulder, exposing the boy's fair chest.

The young man was thin, with flesh and bones wrapped around his bones. He showed an almost mocking expression to the man in front of him.

"You just wanted to kill me."

"The minister is guilty."

Where Yan Zhaohe couldn't see, the boy tightened his hands, and then slowly loosened them.

Xun Zhui moved half a step forward with his knees, opened his eyes wide, and his eye sockets gradually turned red.He plunged into Yan Zhaohe's arms, shrugged his shoulders and sobbed muffledly.

"What I did was wrong, you teach me, I will never dare again."