Zhen Shiyuan's expression became more and more serious. After a moment of quietness, he asked again: "Do you suspect that woman is not dead?"

"I don't know." Qiao Ran shook her head, but her expression was a little subtle, "But I want to see people and die, and I don't see her body. I can't be sure whether she is alive."

"When the woman heard that she drowned, she can go to Chang'an Government Office to ask where the woman drowned and find out if there is any evidence of anyone present." Zhen Shiyuan stroked her chin and said, "Since you doubt her death, you must first determine whether this person is really dead."

Qiao Ran responded, paused, and lowered her eyes and said, "I am really afraid that she will die and that she will not die."

I am afraid that she will die, so naturally because of this, there is no evidence of death, and many things cannot be proved. But if the person is not dead, think about it carefully. She has been with Yu Shihuan for so many years. If all of this is related to this woman, then this woman will be very terrible.

Zhen Shiyuan remained silent.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, and there is still no news when searching outside.

The house was a little quiet. After sitting for a while, Zhen Shiyuan reached out to cover his lips and yawned. Sitting there withered, waiting for him was really sleepy.

The result of the coroner was finally sent here at this time.

Pingzhuang took the autopsy result and said excitedly: "It's true that people died of suffocation, but the state of the corpse of the Fengjunzi Taoist Taoist is not right. If ordinary people are choked and suffocated to death when they are desperate, they will never be in such a state of lying flat. He doubts whether the person was first confused and then died."

Qiao Ran said: "It should be so, otherwise the neighbors would not have even heard the call for help."

The fire seemed to be something that someone had done intentionally, and there was no objection to this at the beginning.

Since there is no objection, why are you still busy in the middle of the night? Pingzhuang stared at him and thought to himself. Seeing Zhen Shiyuan yawning on the chair beside him, he was also a little sleepy. So he sat down on the chair and then said, "Is there anything else to do? I'll doze off after all."

Compared to those who are searching outside, they are already much better at staying in Dali Temple.

Originally, I was just asking politely, but I didn't expect the girl to take it seriously and nodded, "Yes."

Ping Zhuang cursed himself inwardly: Isn’t this a matter of nothing to do? It was nothing to do, but now it’s time to do it.

Compared to Zhen Shiyuan, who was yawning all over the sky, the girl sat quietly, but her eyes were astonishingly bright and she was not sleepy at all.

"That Yu Shihuan is a master of painting. I want to see the paintings he has made in recent years. Please help me go to the Imperial College!" Qiao Ran said, "Just ask the Imperial College Lord Yu."

Pingzhuang curled his lips, looked at the dark sky, and said reluctantly: "Will it be too late? Lord Jijiu is already asleep..."

As soon as he said this, Zhen Shiyuan, who was dozing off his head little by little, said: "Don't worry, no, Yu Jijiu is a night owl, and it's normal not to sleep all night. Even if he wants to go, he's still very early. You can go." After that, he yawned and snored.

Pingzhuang's expression was complicated and subtle: he really didn't know if he had offended Lord Zhen. Can't Master Zhen see that he didn't want to go? Even if he was dozing off, he didn't forget to drag him into the water.

The girl opposite raised an eyebrow at him and signaled him to leave quickly.

There was no excuse, so Pingzhuang then flattened his mouth and turned around and left.

...

The night was dark, and the torches shone on the official road, reflecting the official road, the official who was walking on the official road looked more and more serious. After checking the carriage inside and outside, the official road was released.

"Have you found it yet?" Bai Zhijun turned over and got off the horse and asked.

The official chae shook his head, his eyebrows and eyes were full of fatigue: "No."

Of course, the earlier a person is discovered, the better. The longer it delays, the more slim the hope of retrieval.

Bai Zhijun sighed: He took the initiative to help not for the sake of the Xie family, but for some personal relationship with Xie Chengze himself. He rarely had a confidant in life, and he never expected that something would happen to someone like Xie Chengze, who was born with such a smart background.

After getting an answer without any news, Bai Zhijun turned around and walked towards the two young men with a solemn expression on the official road. When he approached, he coughed lightly and said, "Shi Zhang Tian, ​​Lord Xiao Xu."

Zhang Jie and Xu Hexiu turned around and saw that it was him, so he quickly returned a greeting.

Bai Zhijun said: "I came to help on my own initiative, and I have some personal relationships with Chengze."

Upon hearing this, Xu Hexiu thanked him quickly.

Bai Zhijun looked around and then whispered: "Is there any hidden secret in Chengze's disappearance? I heard that it was him who conspired to murder a prisoner in Dali Temple. Since that's the case, he should be regarded as a suspect, but why do everyone look so anxious when searching?"

It is natural to be anxious to search for a suspect who wants to escape, and there is no need to make mistakes. There is nothing wrong with being anxious, but for some reason, he always feels that these people are anxious and not afraid of the suspect being lost, but are even more afraid of something happening to Xie Chengze.

Hearing his question, Zhang Jiemo said, "General Bai is right. We are indeed afraid something happens to Chengze." He paused and said, "This matter is a bit troublesome, so it is not convenient to explain in detail, but we suspect that Chengze, who appears to harm others, is not the Chengze we know."

Bai Zhijun looked surprised: "Are you talking about impostors?"

"Absolutely." Zhang Jie said, "but there is no evidence at the moment, so it's hard to make a statement. I'm afraid that if this is the case, Chengze's situation will become very dangerous."

Bai Zhijun knew it: "Then we must find the person as soon as possible."

However, it is not easy to find someone in the huge Chang'an City, not to mention that this person may leave the city.

Bai Zhijun thought for a while and suggested, "Do you want to ask Lord Qiao?" It is like looking for a needle in a haystack. He has personally learned about Lord Qiao's ability on Shanxi Road. If someone can find a needle in a haystack, he believes that the girl must be one of them.

"Ran Ran is in Dali Temple." Zhang Jie looked at him thoughtfully and said, "Since General Bai wants to help, why don't you go and ask her what she means. I can't cooperate with her in time outside the city, so I want to ask General Bai to take care of him."

"Okay." Bai Zhijun responded concisely when he heard this, and then turned over and left.

When the night wind blew, Zhang Jie suddenly frowned: "He Xiu, do you find it strange?"

Xu Hexiu was stunned: "What's strange? General Bai?" His mind was now in chaos, as if it had stopped, like a puppet carrying a string, unable to think.

"No, it has nothing to do with General Bai." Zhang Jie explained, thought about it carefully for a while, but shook his head and said, "I can't say it either. I always feel that this incident gives people a sudden feeling."

As for where he suddenly couldn't say it for a while, he just always felt a subtle sense of incongruity.

...

Pingzhuang also felt a strange sense of incongruity. He looked at the girl who was spreading the scroll in front of him and could not help but say, "Can you understand?"

The girl raised her eyelids: "What do you think?"

"I don't know." Ping Zhuang said, unable to help but look at her and said, "But you can see what you can see when you look at the painting like this."

He needs to be good at paintings. Even if he doesn't understand paintings, he has seen people who understand this way carefully look at paintings. In short, it is definitely not like her. Seeing her line up the paintings in sequence, rubbing her chin and thinking deeply, she always feels that it is not like looking at paintings, but more like finding something from the painting.

At this moment, Tang Zhongyuan led a man from outside and said, "Mr. Qiao, General Bai is here."

Pingzhuang looked back at this man who looked elegant but gave him a sense of oppression, and thought to himself: Even the general is here, the Dali Temple is really lively at night.

Bai Zhijun's arrival made Qiao Ran's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "General Bai is here just right. You were a Jinshi before. Maybe you know the way of painting better than me."

"I just understand a little." Bai Zhijun said and walked over, following her gaze at the paintings lined up, stunned, and said in surprise, "All portraits?"

Qiao Ran nodded and said, "Yes! I found all the portraits of Yu Shihuan from the past few years and lined them up to see them."

Although I don’t know who she is talking about, I can guess that she wants him to observe these paintings. Bai Zhijun lowered his head and glanced at the portrait paintings arranged in sequence on the ground, and then said, “Although I understand a little, I think he is really talented in painting.”

Qiao Ran nodded and responded, smiled and asked him again: "Can General Bai see anything else?"

Bai Zhijun was silent for a moment when he heard this, and looked at it again. After a while, he said: "Why do he like to draw women more than to draw men, and his pen sketching is more detailed."

"What else?" the girl asked again.

Bai Zhijun looked at her suspiciously, picked out the dozen portraits of women, arranged them side by side, and then said: "Xizi, Mingfei, Luo Shen, Xuannv... The Yu Shihuan you mentioned seems to be good at painting beauty."

Of course, the appearance of these legendary characters depends entirely on Yu Shihuan's imagination, and many of them were fabricated based on the poems left by predecessors.

"Huh?" Bai Zhijun suddenly said "Huh" and said strangely, "There seems to be some stains under the necks of these people. Is it a problem of using paper?"

"No." The girl looked at the women's neck with a burning look, "It's two moles."

Bai Zhijun looked at her in surprise and saw the girl's hand trembling, and she shook off another portrait painting rolled in her hand. However, this portrait was much more dull than the charm of the beauty in Yu Shihuan's painting. The portrait was a pretty girl with two small whirlpools on her cheeks, which looked cute but not as beautiful as it was.

"This is the portrait of the government brought from the Chang'an Mansion." Qiao Ran said, pointing to the neck of the portrait and said, "Do you think this place looks familiar?"

Bai Zhijun's eyes stagnated: "How could these two moles be located..."

"It's exactly the same." Zhen Shiyuan, who was dozing off on the chair, woke up at some point and said with a faint look, "The young man's mind is all drawn." His tone was not without emotion.

Qiao Ran said: "Actually, I didn't think deeply about this before. Now when I think about Yu Shihuan's actions, I should have thought of this possibility long ago."

If Yu Shihuan really just treated that girl as an ordinary maid, how could she have been with her for so many years? Even now, in their opinion, Yu Shihuan is a golden and beautiful woman, but before the incident of Quelou happened, it was not difficult for Yu Shihuan, a romantic talent from a scholarly family, who was born in a scholarly family to deceive a woman's happiness.

"Why didn't I think this layer was because of the traces of the woman being beaten and beaten. We were preconceived and thought that Yu Shihuan was dirty and shameless." Qiao Ran said, "Of course, this might be Yu Shihuan's beating her, but if you guess in a strange way, it would be possible that she made it herself and even made it with rouge powder."

As soon as these words were spoken, Bai Zhijun inexplicably seemed to hear the words that he often heard on Shanxi Road.

Although bizarre, it is not impossible.

At that time, I felt that she was mocking Zhou Shilin when she said this, but now he suddenly felt that she was making serious inferences. No matter how bizarre reasoned, it was within her consideration.

Yu Shihuan is a master of painting. The woman who followed Yu Shihuan for many years may not have the ability, but she should still have the ability to draw some bruises on her body.

Zhen Shiyuan subconsciously glanced at Qiao Ran, and saw her chin supporting her, as if she was in deep thought.

"Yu Shihuan is twenty-three years old this year, and the engagement has not been decided." The girl suddenly said, "and several children in the Yu clan who are about the same age as him have already made a engagement or have already gotten married. He alone claims to be a romantic talent and never made a engagement."

What originally looked not strange and the weirdness of the two moles seemed to be moving towards that bizarre possibility.

Thinking of her previous guess that the woman was not simple, Zhen Shiyuan looked a little strange.

If this is true, then Yu Shihuan is actually under the control of the woman. If so, the woman has other intentions and said to Yu Shihuan that she wants to return to his side, will Yu Shihuan kill and set fire under her inspiration? Zhen Shiyuan shivered and inexplicably felt a sense of fear.

If this is the case, this woman is too terrible. It is not scary for people who are attracted by being charming with a charming posture. After all, it is hard to get a beautiful woman again. Beautiful beauty is natural, and it is only a matter of getting addicted to such beautiful beauty. But if Yu Shihuan, who is considered a romantic talent, is addicted to this woman, then the methods of this woman are really powerful. It is not surprising that she can play with Hu Yuanzi in applause with this method!

Of course, all this is just speculation. However, if this is true, the strangeness of the couple who found their daughter seemed to be explained. Could it be that the daughter found was actually happy with Yu Shihuan and was angry? No, no, if so, the woman would not need to make any scars from the beginning if she wanted to return to Yu Shihuan. Under this inference, such actions were really unnecessary.

Zhen Shiyuan felt a little painful in his head, as if this could not be explained.

"Actually there is another explanation," the girl said, with her eyes burning. "Don't forget that the consequences of this incident are that the Tubo and the Great Chu alliance are in danger of tearing it apart. If she came for this from the beginning, there might be another explanation for her identity."

Zhen Shiyuan's face changed drastically.
Chapter completed!