She pursed her lips and sternly said, "Your Highness is not often in the capital, so you might not know. I remember when I was seven or eight years old, there was indeed a popular vaudeville troupe in the capital that raised wolf demons, dog demons, and even bear demons. It attracted a lot of people. At that time, I was curious and asked my mother to take me to see it. But at that time, I felt that it was devoid of spirituality and forced animals to learn human things for people's entertainment. So, I didn't go see it again. After about half a year, that vaudeville troupe probably made enough money in the capital and went somewhere else, so I never heard of it again.
At that time, I was young and didn't think too deeply about it. Now that I think about it, those monsters and bear demons were really strange. No matter how skilled the vaudeville troupe was, animals were animals after all. After being whipped countless times, they could be trained to do the corresponding actions when they heard keywords. But learning to write was really too strange. I felt that there might be a problem here, so I asked Chun Niang to help me ask around. "
"Other than that, I can't say for sure, but I found a similarity –" Ning Shu slowly drew three circles on the small table and then drew a line between them to connect them.
"Did Your Highness find it? Whether it was the Imperial Astronomer, Weiyang Palace, or Wenfang Palace, the method of committing the crime was surprisingly similar. "
Xiahou Qing took over and slowly said, "They were all under the watchful eyes of everyone, and they all had each other's companions as witnesses. But in one place, the signature was swapped. In another place, the concubine selection was made into a ghost under our eyes. In another place, a living person disappeared without a trace."
"That's right," Ning Shu nodded, "Just like every lock has a key. The concubine selection key was the dead Shen Xing, so the other two locks must also have the key to unlock them. As for the key to the curse of the eight characters, I suspect that there was a problem with one of the eight eunuchs that Imperial Concubine Qi sent. And Qi Juanyu was kidnapped, so the key is very likely to be with the "wolf demon" that she killed and came back to take her life after nine years. "
She and Xiahou Qing had discussed the matter of the Imperial Astronomer before. It was really too difficult for someone in the Imperial Astronomer to succeed, because every later step could be discovered. Furthermore, she had carefully examined that piece of paper before she went to the banquet, and there were no traces of magic. Therefore, only those eight people had the opportunity to commit the crime. Moreover, on the night the lot was taken and sent to the palace, it was raining heavily. The lights were all extinguished, giving that person an opportunity to take advantage of. As for whether he was a true confidant or a fake confidant, don't forget that a person's heart was separated by their bellies.
Ning Shu said, "Those eight eunuchs are all Imperial Concubine Qi's trusted aides. I am unable to appear personally, so I can only ask Your Highness to send someone to investigate. As for Shen Xing, although she is dead, the matter is not over. "
"You want to investigate the death of Wen Cairen six years ago?" Xiahou Qing's hand, which was habitually twisting the bones in his palm, suddenly stopped.
Ning Shu nodded slowly. "Yes."
Xiahou Qing lightly sneered between his teeth. "Secret matters deep in the palace, imperial concubines secretly fighting, behind the scenes represents an unfathomable power struggle. The person has already been dead for so many years, and you want to bring up this old debt, your courage is not small."
Ning Shu was not the least bit afraid. She beamed and said, "Don't I have Your Highness to support me?"
When she was flattering others, Ning Shu's voice was especially obedient, just like the most famous honey milk soup in the Chasing Cloud Chasing Moon Restaurant. The beef cheese that was brewed perfectly was brushed with a thin layer of fresh and sweet honey. Then, a circle of ice was poured over it and hurriedly delivered to the guests' tables. Spoonful by spoonful, it was cool and sweet.
Since the age of seventeen, Xiahou Qing had lost his sense of taste. Fortunately, he didn't care much about eating, and these years, he didn't have too many regrets.
Only recently, he suddenly remembered the sweetness he had tasted in the past ten years.
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