The reason why Meng Hui thought that the beginning of this incident was Sun Yian and Song Ming's love was because she felt that this relationship was too coincidental.

Song Ming did not appear early or late, but he broke into Sun Yian's sight two months ago. This time was when the candidates for his relatives were about to be decided.

Of course this can be a coincidence, but Meng Hui still plans to investigate the coincidence that appeared in the palace.

"Does the princess think that the Song family has boarded the third prince's ship? Could it be that the guard Song also arranged a move?" After Duofu left, Chenxiang quickly understood what Meng Hui meant.

Meng Hui looked at her with appreciation, nodded and said, "It is not ruled out that there is such a possibility. If Song Ming was really arranged by the third prince, then this secret room case would not be revealed in a short time."

"Huh? Does the princess know who killed the princess?" Zitan asked curiously.

Meng Hui shook her head and said, "There are still many doubts that have not been solved for the time being, so I can't say I know." She had some vague guesses in her heart, some were hidden in the fog and couldn't see them clearly, and some were difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.

However, Meng Hui, who was determined to exceed the task, was no longer as impetuous as before. No matter how many unknowns and difficulties there were, she would do her best to solve them and break through them one by one!

*

In a blink of an eye, it was dinner. Meng Hui had dinner with Princess Xian, and heard Zitan come to report that Duofu was back and was waiting for her to come over and ask questions in the bedroom.

He hurried back from the main hall, and the sky was getting darker. He stepped back to the bedroom with the last few sunsets. Duofu had been standing at the door honestly for a long time.

"Come in and tell me what you've found."

Meng Hui sat in the main seat of the hall, with four imposing maids standing beside him. Duofu stood half-bearing and reported clearly.

"Reported to the princess, the little one walked around the small stall in Nancheng and pretended to be a vendor in the incense paper business. He soon found out from several stall owners that several families in Nancheng had recently been mourning. There was no Song family among them."

Seeing Meng Hui signaling him to sit, Duofu bowed, carefully half-sitted on the stool, and then began to tell.

"Since the princess said that there was a young man in his family, it was obvious that something was wrong if he didn't die. So he went to the wine shop, teahouse, and...hehe, brothels... and found some half-drunk drunkards to inquire about the news."

A servant who doesn't visit brothels is not a good spy, and Meng Hui really wants to give him a thumbs up.

"Just pieced together like this, I really found out something. There is indeed a young man from the Song family named Song Ming, whose courtesy name is Guangji. He used to be a guard in the palace. He is said to be handsome and talented, and there is no one in the entire Nancheng who can match him."

If the princess can fall in love with it, it must be the most beautiful boy in gai. Meng Hui doesn’t think it’s strange.

"It's just this Young Master Song..." Duofu frowned and said in a tangled manner, "He is so male! According to a drunkard who did not want to be named, Young Master Song has admired the Third Prince for a long time and before he became a guard, he was determined to surrender to the Third Prince's disciple!"

Meow Meow Meow?

What's going on?

Meng Hui didn't expect that Duofu would find out such gossip news!

"I saw that Zhao Dabao really knew the Song family, so I quickly asked him if he knew where the guard Song was buried."

Meng Hui stroked his forehead: "Duofu, you have revealed his name." What about the promise? A strict speech? A bad review!

Guarantor Chenxiang: "..."

Duofu, who accidentally sold the informant, smiled awkwardly, coughed twice, and pretended nothing happened seriously. "As a result, the drunkard whispered to Xiao that Mr. Song was not dead at all, but became a monk in Ruoshou Temple on the west mountain outside the city!"

After Duofu finished reporting, Meng Hui quickly asked Chenxiang to take out the prepared reward and gave him a lot of money in a generous manner, because it was not her money anyway.

"Thank you, Princess! The little one will forget the matter when he walks out of this door and will never tell anyone!" When Duofu left happily, the sky was almost dark. Meng Hui was very excited and had someone brew a pot of hot tea and use his fingers to dip it in water on the table.

First, Song Ming was not dead. His "sudden death" was only used to target Sun Yian.

Second, Song Ming liked Sun Zhao, so he was willing to be used.

"Princess, why did the third prince make Song Ming involved with the princess? Why did he let him die suddenly? It's really hidden?" Zitan held his chin in both hands, sat on the small stool and frowned, unable to figure out the key points.

One of the mysteries in Meng Hui's mind was successfully opened, and her tone became much easier. She did not explain the reason directly, but instead stroked it from the beginning to make her thinking clearer.

"Sister Pingyang likes to read folk tale books, which is well known. In the boring palace life, a young man with the protagonist of the tale book suddenly appeared. He could satisfy all her fantasies and she would naturally fall easily."

Song Ming's own conditions were already very good, and Sun Zhao mentioned it very well, and he knew very well how to please Sun Yi, so that she could get deeper and deeper in just one month.

"When the love is in full bloom, Song Ming suddenly died. You can imagine what kind of impact Sister Pingyang will be. At this time, only if someone needs a little guidance, she can put herself into those words that cannot achieve the right result."

A lover with a huge difference in status will always be hit by the villain elders in the story, and the shit that made Song Ming "suddenly" may be detained by Sun Zhao on the head of the emperor.

When Sun Yian was immersed in grief and resentment, the news of the marriage was revealed and became the last straw that crushed her.

"The princess means that the princess committed suicide?!" Chenxiang, who had always been calm, showed surprise, "But didn't the adults who investigated the case rule out this possibility? And from the princess' wounds and various situations, it wouldn't be a suicide!"

"Wrong!" Meng Hui said firmly, "The reason why we think that the adults who investigated the case ruled out the possibility of suicide was because we heard Fangqing say this from the beginning. And Fangqing...is not worth believing at all!"

They had never spoken to the investigators from beginning to end, and their only contact was Coral's eavesdropping. Judging from the eavesdropping, it was impossible to determine whether the case was designated as "murder".

"So she has been misleading us!" Zitan said angrily, "When you think about it carefully, Aunt Fangqing's narrative seems to be pinching her head and tail, and it is not as useful as the ones we coral eavesdropped on!"

Coral proudly straightened her chest: "That's!"

Amber, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly asked, "But what's going on in the secret room?"

Meng Hui was about to tell them his speculation, but suddenly there were palace lanterns lit outside. The eldest aunt beside Princess Xian knocked on the door and walked in, bowed with a worried look on her face and said, "Princess, please clean up and enter the palace with the princess. What happened to the Liang Concubine."
Chapter completed!