As a medical concubine

Chapter 78 The Cause of Death (2)
"No." I hate drinking ginger soup.

Liao Zicheng raised his eyebrows, as if he said casually: "I was just wondering if you should give you some reward for blowing the cold wind for so long. It seems that there is no need for it. You are doing very well."

"Who said I'm fine? My mouth is frozen, my hands are frozen, and my feet are numb!" Huazhu glared at him, grabbed the ginger soup in his hand, closed her eyes, and murmured Gulu drank it down, and then looked at Liao Zicheng, who had a serious face but showed a cunning, and stretched out his little hand, "What about the reward? Give it to me!"

Liao Zicheng took the bowl, put it back into the food box, raised his eyebrows, and said, "You've already drunk it."

what... what?The reward is a bowl of ginger soup?
Huazhu even has the desire to curse people!

It's too stingy!How much effort did she exert after running?It's fine that he cheated her with a piece of gold last time, but this time he just sent her away with a bowl of ginger soup!

He didn't cook it himself!

Is it worth that much money?

"I made it myself." Liao Zicheng said casually as he played with the altar.

Huazhu choked and turned her face away!

The ginger soup gradually took effect, and soon, Hua Zhu was sweating all over, and she felt much more comfortable. She glanced at Liao Zicheng, who didn't like to initiate conversations, and couldn't control her small mouth: "That... just now I How did your closing statement go?"

"Hmm." Liao Zicheng responded with a faint nasal voice.

"What does 'um' mean? Good or bad? Is it clear? Is the logic confusing? Is the wording accurate enough?"

Her expression was that of a student eager to be affirmed and rewarded by the teacher.

Liao Zicheng's deep eyes slowly overflowed with a gentle light: "Well, it's okay."

good? !
Huazhu was hit again. She thought she had used the most concise sentences, the most suspenseful and smooth narrative style, so why did she only get a sentence of "it's okay"?

Could it be... is there something she has overlooked?
Huazhu racked her brains to recall what happened today, frowned, and asked, "I only invited the prince and princess, the others...you called them over?"

Liao Zicheng put down his book and looked at her with a rare solemn expression: "There is nothing wrong with declaring the truth and advocating justice, but the premise is that you have to protect yourself. Royal secrets, why do you think He Liansheng will not know about it?" Kill you after the truth? You are indeed a bit smart, and you have made him want to use it for himself, but once the secret you have mastered may threaten his position as the crown prince, he will either kill you immediately or put it away. You become his woman!"

Huazhu's pupils shrank, and Liao Zicheng said seriously: "Even if you escaped with your cleverness again, what about those who testified for you? Aunt Lu and shopkeeper Chen, how can they survive?"

That's right, what's so difficult about killing a concubine, a midwife, and a shopkeeper?
The best way to protect the insider is not to make the insider swear to keep the secret, but to publicize the secret thoroughly.

The death of her, Aunt Lu and shopkeeper Chen may not cause any disturbances, but if the patriarchs of the three major families of Langya "disappear" at the same time, it will definitely alarm the court. He was deprived of the position of crown prince.

Leaving He Liansheng aside, the three masters are not fools, maybe they are quietly gathering somewhere now to discuss how to negotiate with He Liansheng so as to maintain their common lives and interests.

Hua Zhu cleared her throat, she was absolutely sure of her mistakes and corrected her mistakes, she blinked her eyes and asked, "Then how do you think the crown prince will end this case?"

After all, they are only investigators, not judges.

The truth has been fully revealed, but how to deal with it is all in the mind of the superior.

Liao Zicheng opened the altar and said mockingly, "That's his business. It has nothing to do with us. I only care about the specific whereabouts of Lord Wang."

When he touched the Buddhist altar, a layer of melancholy would well up in his eyes.

Not knowing what came to mind, Huazhu comforted softly: "The death of the third cousin is not your fault."

In the next few days, Hua Zhu lived quite peacefully, and it seemed that nothing about Li Wan and Liu Zhaozhao had leaked out. Hua Zhu accidentally sniffed Nian Jiangzhu, but Yan Bo didn't even tell her.

Even Nian Jiangzhu would occasionally ask her, "Why has the case of Mr. Wang been over for almost a month? Didn't you investigate the case with Liao Zicheng? Have you got any clues?"

I would also ask, "The weather is getting colder and colder. The imperial doctor said that the princess will not survive this year. I wonder if she can make it back to Beijing?"

Or ask, "Miss Wang has been in a coma for several days and still hasn't woken up. Do you think her marriage with Liao Zicheng is a joke?"

Every time at this time, Huazhu would be sloppy, and I don't know if it's because a woman has been pregnant for three years, and Nian Jiangzhu is relatively easy to fool.

On this day, there was light snow in the sky.

Huazhu was reading the story book in the house, and Liao Zicheng had stopped classes at the Yan Mansion since she took over the case of Mr. Wang, so she was happy to be at leisure.But God seems to have given her a life of hard work, and before she had enough leisure, a eunuch came to pass the news—the princess concubine summoned her.

The crown princess is naturally Liu Zhaozhao who is as beautiful as an actor.

It's right to think about it, with He Liansheng's deep affection for her, how could it be possible to really put her in jail?

Perhaps Yan Bo drove the carriage to the Yamen, but He Liansheng carried her back to Li's residence.

When you see the princess, you need to be well-groomed.

Hua Zhu opened the closet and personally selected a red misty tunic skirt and a plain white slanted collar plum buttoned short jacket made for her by Mrs. Dong. And put plum makeup on the forehead with cinnabar, then put on the fiery red cloak and went to the second entrance.

The one who came was the eunuch who poured tea for her in the cemetery, surnamed Luo, about thirty years old, who had been serving He Liansheng since he was very young.In the previous life, among He Liansheng's palace servants, Hua Zhu had the most contact with Li Chongming, and he didn't have a deep impression of Luo Gonggong.

Eunuch Luo smiled slightly at Hua Zhu: "Miss Nian, please get in the car."

Hua Zhu nodded, stepped on the wooden bench, turned her head around suddenly, and asked with a smile, "Does Mr. Luo know Li Chongming?"

(End of this chapter)