First of all, because the boss's wife is just a widow, she said that she would reduce too much trouble.

Secondly, she needed a doctor to see why she lost her memory. She was eager to know who she was.

Especially on that night, after she killed those people like flowing, she became more and more interested in knowing who she was.

There was a mess in her mind, as if someone had disrupted her memory. Although she knew that she had the information she needed in her mind, she got a bunch of tyrants.

It's like the source code with a password locked. It seems that only by finding the password can the source code be arranged correctly and the truth of the matter can be understood.

She was deeply afraid of the casual casualness and casual killing moves she used when she killed people.

What kind of past does a person have such self-protection instinct?

...

In the royal city of Canglan Empire, Mo Zhi was still wearing a white fox fur coat, standing in the screen, standing leisurely on the tall pavilion, looking down at everything in the royal city in front of him.

The portrait of the woman has been completed, and he has also made people quietly search and inquire. However, so long has passed, but there is no trace of information.

A burst of rapid footsteps came from the corridor behind him, and followed by Xia Tianyou's quite excited voice.

"Criminal, there is news."

Mo Zhi's expression suddenly rose, and his joy was overwhelming: "Where is she?"

Xia Tianyou's smile couldn't help but slacking off, and then he said dryly: "Criminal, it's not... it's news about that dress..."

They had already asked someone to follow the clues of the clothes left by Feng Qingcheng, and it was not until now that they had a little clue.

Mo Zhi said "Oh", couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and then said lightly: "What's the news about clothes? Tell me."

"Didn't the national teacher ask for clues from the style, texture and workmanship of this dress? Can the prince guess what we found?"

Because there was no news from Feng Qingcheng, Mo Zhi still had a faint look of loss and replied absent-mindedly: "If you have something to say, don't keep it."

"We followed this dress and directly found the territory of the Beiyuan Empire, and then learned about it through our informant."

Mo Zhi's expression finally had a hint of solemnity and expectation, and his burning eyes stared at him: "What's the news?"

"The texture and style of that dress are extremely particular. It is obvious that only wealthy and powerful families can afford to wear... And a year ago, two major events happened in the Beiyuan Empire."

Xia Tianyou said excitedly: "One thing is that the princess of the Beiyuan Empire, Mu Rourou, suddenly disappeared overnight. Another thing... At almost the same time, a woman named Feng Qingcheng killed the emperor's beloved concubine when she met the emperor, and then fled for fear of guilt..."

Mo Zhi frowned: "A princess and a murderer are gone?"
Chapter completed!