Chapter 172
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With two dark circles under his eyes, Huimo gently knocked on the small door of the west corner of Duke Ning's house. Forsythia, who had been guarding there, heard the noise. She opened the door and greeted Huimo. Then she went in to report to Ning Shu.
Soon, Ning Shu, who had changed into a short coat, came out of the house. She got on the other horse that Huimo brought along. The two horses, one black and one red, were both good horses. They stepped on their hooves and flew steadily and briskly into the moonlight that shrouded the top of their heads. They blended into the bottomless night of the Imperial City.
"Lady Ning, I've investigated the corpse of the poisonous bee you gave me before. It's called the ghost bee. Its stinger is very poisonous. If you are stung by it, the venom will flow into your blood and into your heart. If you don't get treatment, you will die in a few days. And its symptoms are very similar to coughing up blood during the epidemic, so it's easy to ignore. "
While riding the horse, Huimo quickly shared with her the result of staying up late these two days. He was very tired, but his eyes were shining. "This kind of poisonous bee can only be found in Nanjiang. It can only breed in the humid and hot environment there. We don't have it in the Central Plains."
Ning Shu listened quietly. The moon was bright tonight, but her eyes were not inferior to the moon. Instead, they were more clear and bright. "So it means that, first, this kind of poisonous bee can't be touched by ordinary people. Second, Thirteenth Princess didn't lie to me. Wen Cairen's death was not caused by the epidemic or an accident. It was a deliberate murder. Third, Shen Xing really wanted to avenge his close friend."
Huimo followed her thoughts and thought for a long time. Then he put forward a vague speculation. "The information about the poisonous bee and Wen Cairen's death were both given by Thirteenth Princess. Is it possible that she also participated in it to avenge her mother?"
Ning Shu said, "Without conclusive evidence, we can't determine who is the suspect out of thin air. Anyway, let's check the corpse first and see if we can find any useful clues."
In the moonlight, she bent over and rode the horse. She held the reins in her hands tightly. The horse galloped in the direction of the Imperial Mausoleum. Twenty miles away from the Imperial Mausoleum, they ran into the guards of the first inspection. Ning Shu took out a copper pass from her bosom and rode her horse past the checkpoint.
In order to find clues from the dead, an autopsy was necessary. Ever since she mentioned it to Xiahou Qing, in less than twenty-four hours, she received permission to explore Feiling with Hui Mo at night.
It didn't take long for them to reach the second checkpoint. Before they reached the third checkpoint, Ning Shu and Huimo pulled the reins and turned the horses to the left.
According to the Imperial Academy of Medicine's report, Wen Cairen had died of an epidemic. Under such circumstances, it was not suitable to be buried in the Imperial Mausoleum. Otherwise, it would ruin the Imperial Family's True Dragon Qi. Thus, a separate area was set up five li northwest of the Imperial Mausoleum and she was hastily buried. Buried with her, there were many abandoned concubines who had died of madness, exhaustion, and loneliness in the Cold Palace.
As for the mausoleum keeper, there was actually one arranged. It was an old eunuch with grizzled hair, blurred eyes, and deaf ears. As soon as the sky turned dark, he began to feel drowsy. If it weren't for the fact that he could still breathe, people would have thought that he was one of the old zombies of this mausoleum.
As for guarding against tomb robbers?
Don't make a fool of yourself. Which concubine buried here could get a generous burial gift before they died? To be able to be changed into a neat palace dress, they already had to thank His Majesty.
The people of the Southern Pacifying Lord's Mansion were peerless people. The horses of the Southern Pacifying Lord's Mansion were also extraordinary horses. They had already covered more than ten li in less than two hours.
"Neigh —"
With a soft cry, the horse slowly slowed down its four hooves. At this time, the moon was slanting to the west at a moderate angle. The nights of the fourth month were no longer cold, but Ning Shu still felt desolate for no reason as she stood in front of the silent mausoleum.
It was as if there were countless young, old, sad, and resentful women's sighs coming from all directions. The bright moon above her head was also immersed in the icy water.
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