This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Seriously speaking, Tsing Yi was not completely unaware of the abnormality.

When she first arrived, she felt that the dragon energy in the palace was weakened, and it was a bit like Yin and Yang declining, but Emperor Chen was already seriously ill at that time, and Queen Du was linked to the previous dynasty, which meant chaos. There is such a weather in the palace, which is normal.

But this month, the fat cat wandered around in the palace looking for clues about the Pluto Pearl, and she didn't really eat, sleep, sleep and eat like a cripple.

Today, I went to Chengtian Palace for this trip. First, I really wanted to find the trouble of that bad old man, and second, I wanted to find out the origin of the strange atmosphere in the lower palace.

As a result, as soon as she stepped in today, she felt something was wrong.

The entire Chengtian Palace was filled with a rotting dead aura, and Emperor Chen exuded a steady stream of this smell, but ordinary people couldn't smell it at all.

She wandered around the palace following the smell, and found the ever-bright lamp. The next discovery was interesting, she couldn't help but want to praise the caster.

What a **** genius!

The goods locked the three souls of Emperor Chen on the lamp, and cut the wick with candles every day, just like using a knife to cut the three souls with a knife.

Even if he doesn't wake up, that lousy old man is still a brainless man. The most thoughtful thing is that he actually uses corpse oil to light a lamp. Haha, isn't this the same as putting that lousy old man's soul in a cesspit as pickles?

Wonderful! How wonderful!

If this guy hadn't robbed her of the top spot, Tsing Yi really thought about it. After killing this guy, he might just recruit the other party under his command and study a new criminal law for torturing evil spirits for her Tsing Yi Palace.

The fat cat sneered when he heard of her idea, "You can do it, it's hard to do business! Now when those new ghosts hear that they have been assigned to our Tsing Yi Palace for trial, they can't wait to die again. There is one who loves research. The queen of hell, who tortures ghosts with perverted criminal law, it's hard for her brothers to be ghosts!"

Tsing Yi had just finished bathing and dressing. Hearing the words, he glanced at it with a knife, "What a big resentment, is this seat treating you well?"

good? Do you touch your conscience?

Oh, sorry, I forgot that you **** has no heart at all.

"It's very good, it's nothing more than less money and more things. The new ghosts will run away when they see it, and when the New Year is over, they will dig soil on Huangquan Road to seek food and clothing." Fat Cat sneered.

Oh, it's still rhyming, see what you can do?

A certain ghost king was unmoved, and nodded, "There is still soil to eat, which is not bad. Next time you can change the taste, the taste of the Wangchuan River should be better, and the Yellow Spring soil in the province will be eaten by you. When it's gone, there's nowhere for the other shore flowers to bloom, and the dead ghosts from the other halls came to me to complain about the little goblins who bullied them."

The fat cat rolled his eyes.

Qing·Insensitive·Mode Feeling·Ghost King·Yi, win!

"Seriously, did you find the Tie Hanhan who performed the surgery?"

Tsing Yi yawned, "I'm not in this imperial city anyway."

"That bad old man has three souls soaked in corpse oil, and one soul is gone. It's a matter of time. Let's not know about this, it just happens to be about to hit. If he doesn't care, wait for his soul to return to the underworld. We will inevitably be implicated if the unidentified incident occurs." The fat cat began to analyze the pros and cons.

Speaking of this, Tsing Yi frowned.

She hates trouble.

However, she didn't intend to stand idly by about this.

Mainly still profitable.

Making wedding dresses for others, don't talk about the door here, there are no cracks in the windows!

"If the old man is going to die, he has to break the marriage contract to this seat before he can die," she snorted arrogantly and rolled her eyes, "Since you said that the new year will eat dirt, then we have come up this time, incidentally. The whole big fish will be sent to the ground, and it will be more than a year for us in the Tsing Yi Palace."

The fat cat can't give a thumbs up, but can only pay tribute.

Lord Ghost King, your ideological awareness has greatly improved.

"But since the big fish is outside the palace, we can't catch it if we stay in the city wall all the time."

"Don't worry." Tsing Yi lay down on the bed, tucked herself a little quilt, closed her eyes and said, "Du Rufeng keeps putting eye drops on the old witch of the queen mother, why does it have to be useful?"

The fat cat laughed when he thought about it. Every time he wanted to sleep, someone handed him a pillow. How could he not answer it?

"However, I still don't worry about Chu Ziyu's side. Let's go to the front line to fight the enemy bravely. This little boy is passionately stirring **** in the back, and he can become a fart when he touches himself!"

Tsing Yi turned over and mumbled: "Worry about it, isn't there a dog-headed military officer by his side?"

...

After Chu Ziyu parted ways with her, she did not return to the East Palace, and went directly to the military headquarters to find his dog-headed counselor, oh no, the regent Xiao Jue is gone.

Xiao Jue's eyes drooped slightly, and half of his face was hidden in the shadows. He looked at the silk sweat towel in his hand, with a lot of oil stains in the center.

"Who else knows about the Everbright Lamp?"

"There are also those palace servants in Chengtian Palace, but I have sent people to keep an eye on them." Chu Ziyu's voice became heavy, staring at the silk sweat towel and said: "This lamp oil must be weird, that kind of fishy sweetness. Just smelling it for a while makes people feel a little uncomfortable. Those dog things in the house guard are so daring, this matter must be strictly investigated!"

Xiao Jue pondered for a while, then put the sweat towel stained with lamp oil aside, "I will definitely investigate, but as the eldest princess said, you can't startle the snake. If Your Highness trusts the minister, it is better to leave this matter to the minister to deal with. ."

Chu Ziyu's expression softened, "Among the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, only Brother Xiao is the one that I can trust. I have no reason to worry."

Xiao Jue nodded, "His Royal Highness will pay more attention to the Chengtian Palace. Be sure to send someone to look after the ever-bright lantern and make sure that it is not damaged. That is the key physical evidence."

Chu Ziyu responded repeatedly, worried that there would be another incident in the palace, and did not stay for a long time.

After he left, Xiao Jue immediately had someone bring a basin of water.

Chu Ci stood beside him watching his lord wash his hands, and curiously picked up the sweat towel on the table and smelled it: "My lord, this lamp oil really has a fine smell of fishy sweetness, do you think this oil is mixed with it? what?"

"That's not lamp oil."

Xiao Jue said lightly, picked up the handkerchief next to him to wipe his hands, and said calmly, "It's corpse oil."

vomit--

Chu Ci's face changed instantly, he threw the sweat towel far away in disgust, and looked at his claws with a sense of panic, no wonder the lord wanted to wash his hands!

"Isn't corpse oil stinky? How could it smell like this! How dare you put corpse oil in His Majesty's ever-bright lamp?"

Xiao Jue ignored his question and said, "Let's start with the procurement from the palace, and see where the lamp oil flows into the palace from."

Chu Ci handed over his orders, endured disgust and wrapped the sweat towel, and couldn't help but tut twice: "That eldest princess is really a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, the smell of corpse oil can't be smelled at all, she I can even find the problem, and the nose is really brilliant."

Xiao Jue's eyes flashed, and he said with a meaningful smile, "I'm afraid it's not just her nose that has her inspiration..."