Crazy criticizes the regent for reading my mind and his character collapses

Chapter 27

Lan Jue couldn't bear to look directly at him. When she passed by him, she couldn't help but patted his shoulder and said sincerely: "Xia Rui, if you have time, ask the doctor to check your brain."

When Li Qingmo took a medicinal bath, Lan Jue was beside him.

"How is Mi Meng Pavilion?" Li Qingmo closed her eyes slightly, with the word 'Chuan' twisted between her eyebrows.

Today's medicinal bath seemed different from the past, and I could feel a slight pain in the meridians in my body.

Lan Jue: "There are rumors in the world that there is internal strife in Mimeng Pavilion. The pavilion master is injured and his life and death are unknown. Master, I believe Li Jiang will be back soon."

Even now, he still can't believe that Li Jiang would betray me.

But there are indications that this is the case.

Moreover, he also discovered one thing.

"Sir, the man in black tonight seems to be very familiar with the terrain in the mansion."

Li Qingmo opened his eyes and asked, "Has Li Jiang's identity in Mimeng Pavilion been found?"

Lan Jue is out these days just to investigate this.

He nodded with a serious look on his face: "He is the deputy master of the Dream Pavilion, codenamed Kui, and has been in the Dream Pavilion for seven years."

"Haha." Li Qing smiled nonchalantly, but there was a faint murderous intent in those peach blossom eyes.

Lan Jue did not sympathize with Li Jiang: "Sir, a month ago, Kui took over the order to assassinate you, and the person behind the scenes was Prince Gong's Mansion."

He was about to ask if he wanted to buy King Gong's head at double the price, but he heard Li Qingmo say: "Tell Marquis Bo'an this news."

Lan Jue understood instantly.

The Marquis of Bo'an has always wanted to win over me, but he has not dealt with King Gong. If the Marquis of Bo'an knew about this matter, he would definitely try his best to find clues and try to put King Gong to death.

But I didn't need to waste a single soldier, just watching the fight between Bo'an Hou's Mansion and Prince Gong's Mansion.

"Yes." Lan Jue responded and glanced at the prescription on the table next to him.

The handwriting on it is crooked and you can barely make out a few words.

"Master, what is this recipe?"

Li Qingmo: "Take the medicine according to the prescription."

"But your illness is obviously..."

Li Qingmo's faint eyes swept over.

Lan Jue shut up knowingly, walked over and picked up the prescription, "I'm going to boil the medicine right now."

Li Qingmo said nothing more and slowly closed his eyes.

……

The next day, it was foggy and rainy.

When Nan Xi went out, Cerebro held her legs and wouldn't let go, acting coquettishly and cutely.

She couldn't resist the temptation and got into the carriage with it.

Li Qingmo, who got into the car first, frowned. Just as he was about to say something, Nan Xi's big watery eyes looked over.

His voice was soft, "Your Majesty, Yuan Bao is still so young and curious about the outside world. Moreover, he is very well-behaved and will definitely not get you into trouble. Just take him with you, okay?"

He wanted to refuse, but Li Qingmo insisted on not saying a word, and just allowed Nan Xi to play in his carriage with his cerebellar ax in his arms. He clearly hated the noise the most in the past, but now there is no resistance at all in his heart. Never arisen.

At three o'clock in the morning, they arrived at Hao's house in the north of the city.

There are government officials guarding the door, and Jingzhao Yintang has been waiting for a long time to pay his respects.

"Your Majesty, please see the Prince Regent." He bowed to Li Qingmo.

When he saw Nan Xi following Li Qingmo from the carriage, he was shocked.

The prince actually allowed this woman to ride with him. It seemed that their relationship was anything but ordinary. "Your Majesty, everything in the Hao family is as it was when the incident occurred, untouched." Tang Jingjing turned sideways and gave up his seat at the door.

Nan Xi followed Li Qingmo in and looked around with curious eyes open in his arms.

"This place has been disturbed." Nan Xi looked around and said, "I left some medicinal materials for Uncle Hao when I came here yesterday, but now those medicinal materials are gone."

Li Qingmo looked at Tang respectfully.

Tang Jingjing called the yamen servant outside to inquire.

For fear of being punished, the yamen officer quickly said: "Sir, we have been guarding here and not a single fly has been put in. This place is absolutely the same as when the crime occurred."

It's not like he's telling lies.

There is only one possibility.

Nan Xi looked at Li Qingmo: "Did the murderer take those medicinal materials?"

But this is unreasonable.

"Those medicinal materials are not valuable."

What she left for Uncle Hao were all prepared medicines that were suitable for the situation. Even if others took away the medicinal materials, it would be of no use.

Someone from the village passed by and became angry when they saw Nan Xi.

"Why are you here, a murderer?"

He was a farmer carrying a hoe. His sleeves, legs and feet were rolled up, and his shoes were stained with mud. He must have just returned from working in the fields.

He glared at Nan Xi angrily and walked in with a hoe in his hand.

Lan Jue stepped over and stopped the person.

"Bold! The regent is here, don't mess around!" Tang respectfully scolded.

Regent?
The biggest official the farmer had ever seen was the village's Li Zheng. Now when he saw the prince, his legs suddenly became weak and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

He also stuttered when he spoke: "Cao, Cao people have seen the regent."

"Cough cough cough..." Li Qingmo covered her lips, her body stooped from coughing, and the corners of her eyes were flushed. The anger that seemed to be inherent in the trowel faded away, "Are you familiar with the deceased?"

The farmer lowered his head and answered: "The grass people live not far away. Uncle Hao has been suffering from tuberculosis for several years and has been bedridden. Usually when Aunt Hao goes out to make money, the grass people and the grass people's family take care of Uncle Hao."

He raised his head, with tears in his eyes, "Please, Your Majesty, let Aunt Hao and Uncle Hao make the decision and punish the murderer severely."

He stared at Nan Xi, it was obvious who the 'murderer' he mentioned was.

Nan Xi couldn't help but defend himself: "I really didn't kill the people. I didn't know them. Why did I kill them?"

The farmer didn't understand the motive for the murder. "Anyway, you were the only ones who suddenly appeared in the village yesterday. How could it be such a coincidence that Uncle Hao and Aunt Hao died. Who else could have killed them if not you?"

Nan Xi felt like a scholar meets a soldier. She stepped forward with her cerebellar ax in her arms and asked, "Since you live not far from here, when was the last time you saw Aunt Hao and Uncle Hao?"

"Not long after you left, I was going to work in the fields. From a distance, I saw Aunt Hao burying something on the west side of the house." The farmer said.

Li Qingmo glanced at Lan Jue.

Lan Jue understood, went to the yard, found a handy shovel, and started digging at the west end of the house. Soon, he found something.

"Father."

Lan Jue came back with two packages of medicine.

Nan Xi took it and smelled it, "This is the medicine I left for Uncle Hao to suppress tuberculosis. How could it be buried by Aunt Hao?"

The farmer didn't like Nan Xi, the murderer, and muttered: "Of course I don't believe you. Hao Duan suddenly shows up to give you free medical treatment. He doesn't even charge for medicinal materials. Who dares to take your medicine?"

Seeing that the farmer looked unkindly to Nan Xi, Cerebroaxe frequently made fierce expressions towards him and defended Nan Xi very much.

(End of this chapter)