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The more he thought about it, the more Mu Ziling felt that this case was a bit weird.

With doubts in his heart, Mu Ziling murmured and asked: "As far as I know, Dali Temple's investigation of the case will not be so hasty, unless the person concerned pleads guilty and the charges are confirmed... I mean, Miss Qingling, can you tell me, the client, why did you enter the death row within three days of Dali Temple's acceptance of the case? Usually, there are no exits from the death row."

"Ah? No, no, I didn't plead guilty. It's because..." Qingling hesitated for a moment, then laughed and laughed: "Because I knew you would come to rescue me, so I can stay here with peace of mind! I've grown up and haven't been in prison yet, so I just want to come and watch."

Mu Ziling couldn't laugh or cry when provoked by Qing Ling's reason, she pretended to be helpless and sighed softly: "If this is the case, then you can continue to stay here with peace of mind, and I will leave first."

"Let's go now?" Qingling was a little disappointed, but hurriedly said: "Then remember to bring me some delicious food, next time I want to eat the roast chicken from Yeyulou."

"Are you really going to live here?" Mu Ziling almost laughed out of anger, she said solemnly, "You can stay in this damn place, but I can't, so I'm leaving now, but I won't be coming again."

"You won't be so cruel." Qingling hummed twice, not believing it at all.

Mu Ziling smiled helplessly: "So while you're torturing yourself, you girl are also torturing me, right?"

Qingling hesitated for a moment, then sighed: "Anyway, you will know sooner or later, so I will tell you the truth, why I stay here."

"Yeah." Mu Ziling listened attentively, "Say it."

Qingling didn't speak directly, but kept her mouth shut: "As far as the on-site details I just told you, didn't you find anything missing?"

"Did you miss it?" Mu Ziling frowned and thought for a while before asking suspiciously, "You mean the murder weapon?"

Qing Ling snapped her fingers, and said with a smile: "Xiao Lingzi, don't say you are smart, I know that my prison will not be in vain."

Mu Ziling rolled his eyes: "According to what you said about the wounds of Princess Anya and that little princess, the murder weapon is nothing more than a knife or something, so why doubt it?"

"It's a knife." Qingling said, her tone suddenly became serious: "But do you know what kind of knife that is?"

Mu Ziling was puzzled: "What kind of knife?"

"That knife is very rare. It's what you often use. You said it was called a scalpel before." Qing Ling thought about it slowly, and then emphasized with certainty: "Yes, it is a scalpel, sharp and shiny."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling's eyes flashed with deep concentration.

She has a lot of scalpels on her, but she won't throw them away and throw them away after use.

So, how could her scalpel become a murder weapon?

The more Mu Ziling thought about it, the more he felt it was impossible: "Are you sure that the murder weapon you saw was the scalpel I used?"

"I don't dare to talk about other strange things, but I'm sure that knife is the scalpel you often take out, and because of that knife..." Qingling stopped talking suddenly in the middle of speaking.

Mu Ziling frowned, and immediately guessed Qing Ling's thoughts, she answered: "Just because I only have that knife, so those people in the palace initially identified me as the murderer behind the scenes, and then you logically took all the charges for me?"

Qing Ling behind the door seemed to be startled by Mu Ziling's words, she immediately fell silent.

Silence is nothing more than default.

This silly girl... Mu Ziling raised her hand and knocked on her head, she didn't know what to say.

She said, Qingling can't get along with the people in the palace, how could someone come up with such a sinister way to frame her?

It's either that the person wants Qing Ling to instigate rebellion and point out that she is the murderer behind the scenes, or that he really picked the wrong person, mistook Qing Ling for her, and captured the wrong person.

After not hearing any movement outside the door for quite a while, Qingling explained with some guilt: "Little Lingzi, don't think too much. Let's look at it from another angle. If you were locked up here now, what I can do is either worry or rob the prison, no matter how bad it is. In the end, it will be a disservice. The reason why I plan to take all the blame is because I know that you must have a way to find out the case."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling was angry and moved: "You can think about it, if I find out about it two days later, wouldn't your mind be moved?"

"No..." Qing Ling's tone was weak, but she was firm between the lines: "I believe in you, and I know you won't ignore me."

Well, just because of this trust, Mu Ziling couldn't say anything more, she said solemnly: "Regardless of whether the case can be successfully investigated or not, I will not let you have trouble, no matter how bad it is, as you said, I will come to the prison to rescue you no matter what..."

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It was already dawn when Mu Ziling came out of the prison.

Because there were less than three days left, after being released from death row, Mu Ziling changed into men's attire, and then rushed straight to Dali Temple without stopping.

When we arrived at Dali Temple, the sky was already bright.

From a distance, Mu Ziling saw a group of people standing at the gate of Dali Temple, the leader was Shen Siyang, an old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

This old man Shen is still as reliable and efficient as ever.

While Mu Ziling was thinking secretly, Yun Xiaoma had already brought her to the gate of Dali Temple.

Before the horse stopped, Shen Siyang rushed up to greet him, clasped his fists and bowed: "Your Majesty, see Wangfei."

Mu Ziling pulled the reins and led the Yunxiao horse around Shen Siyang, teasing in a seemingly speechless manner: "I said old man Shen, we haven't seen each other for a long time, but you don't want to be so close to me as soon as we meet, right?"

Hearing this, Shen Siyang is a good follower, he stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "Girl, long time no see, you are getting better and better."

"If you want to talk about finesse, how dare I compare with you old Jiang." Mu Ziling giggled, and then said seriously: "Looking at this posture, I know that you are already ready and waiting for me."

Shen Siyang tacitly said: "It's not too late, let's go now?"

Mu Ziling responded readily: "Let's go!"

...

The place where the two of them agreed to go was not to drink tea to reminisce about the old days, but to the scene of the murder of the two princesses.

A relatively quiet palace in the palace at the scene of the crime was the bedroom where Concubine Xiao lived. However, due to the tragedy that happened a few days ago, this place has been sealed off and surrounded by heavy guards.

With Shen Siyang, the minister of Dali Temple, leading the way, Mu Ziling entered the crime scene very smoothly.

On the way here, Mu Ziling learned from Shen Siyang that this case was very complicated and confusing. After a few days of investigation, they only found a few clues that were dispensable, so until now, the scene of the crime has remained the same.

As soon as the door was opened, a fishy smell mixed with a strong stench rushed towards the room.

Mu Ziling covered her mouth and nose subconsciously, while looking at the situation inside, she wondered: "The two princesses died, why did the people above allow you to leave the corpses of the two daughters for so many days, and let them stink and rot?"

Shen Siyang raised his hand to his mouth, so he said in a low voice, "The Empress Dowager is bedridden because of the pain of losing her granddaughter. As for the Emperor, who is worrying about the war on the front line recently, this case is now fully handled by Dali Temple."

The implication is that he is in charge of this case now, and before the case makes any progress, no matter who dies here, the scene cannot be destroyed.

Mu Ziling knew it by heart, she rolled up her sleeves, and said with a smile: "Since you are in charge, then I won't be polite."

Shen Siyang seemed to be frightened by Mu Ziling's appearance that he was ready to do whatever he wanted, he quickly reminded: "Girl, the old man brought you here, not for you to cause damage, you should take it easy and don't mess around."

"Alright." Mu Ziling gave him a stable look, and said helplessly, "I asked you before I was going to do anything, okay?"

Only then did Shen Siyang nodded in satisfaction, indicating that it was feasible.

In order to show that he was serious about helping to investigate the case, Mu Ziling took out a mask and latex gloves and put them on.

Seeing her crisp and simple dress, which looked more like a job than her, Shen Siyang was stunned for a moment, and then a warm and kind smile appeared on the corner of her mouth covered by the beard.

Mu Ziling first walked to the side of Princess Anya who died nearby, and casually looked at it, without any intention of looking through it.

Standing by the side, Shen Siyang explained in detail bit by bit: "Princess Anya's fatal wound was on her chest. She was killed by gouging out her heart. After death, her facial muscles became stiff, her pupils dilated, and her whole body was in a tense state. It can be seen that she was in a state of extreme panic at that time..."

How could she know that Mu Ziling's mind at this moment was not in Shen Siyang's patient explanation at all, she looked at the terribly dead Princess Anya in front of her, and suddenly felt that fate was really tricky.

Thinking back not long ago, the dead man in front of her had sternly told her to wait, but she never thought about how long it had passed, and what made her wait was the news of her untimely death.

"Ah..." Mu Ziling sighed pretending to be regretful, and didn't intend to stay with Princess Anya any longer, so she stood up and walked inside.

Shen Siyang was still stroking his beard and thinking about it, seeing that Mu Ziling was leaving, he pulled the corner of his lower lip imperceptibly, and followed in.

Compared with the absent-minded look at Princess Anya just now, Mu Ziling's expression on the face of the little princess who was tied to the chair was much more serious.

As Qing Ling said before, when he lowered his body to look at the face of the little princess, Mu Ziling also unexpectedly felt a sense of horror in his heart.

Said that the child smiled ferociously and horribly, and did not crack down on fakes at all.

Mu Ziling's mind froze, and he began to look up and down the little corpse in front of him.

Shen Siyang seemed to feel that his explanation just now was ignored by this girl, which made him inexplicably depressed about Niu playing the piano.

So at this moment, Shen Siyang was not willing to speak out to explain, but stared straight at him with deep eyes, as if he was always on guard against Mu Ziling's sabotage.

Who knows...