C42 Part1

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In the vast sky, the stars were shining, and the moon was like a shining yarn that night.

The lantern lights were brilliant, and the Palace was deeply immersed in the blurred lights and shadows.

Running across the Palace roads, through the small gardens, turning around the hand-shoveled yards and Pavilions...

Murong Yu dragged her little hand almost across the entire Palace, rushing wildly for a long time.

Finally they arrived to Chang Qing's residence.

Murong Ci panted violently, with her face flushed, her legs dizzy, and she couldn't say a word.

"Are you ok?"

Seeing her look like this, he blamed himself a little bit.

He was in a hurry and didn't think enough.

'How could I expect His Highness to follow my pace in her current state?'

She waved her hand in response, as she couldn't speak properly with her throat dry and uncomfortable, and her robe wetted with sweat and pressed against her body.

'If it were in the past and not in this situation, what would be the point of rushing this way?'

But today was special...

She was injured and was bleeding.

'Why are my legs so dizzy?'

With a quick glance, Murong Yu saw her legs trembling.

He let go of her hand, and put half of his arm around her back.

When he encountered the Nephrite Jade-like body again, his firm mind was shaken leisurely again.

At this time, many Palace men and women gathered in the front yard, whispering and all talking about Chang Qing's death.

With all eyes in sight, she quickly broke away from his embrace, feeling her body getting warmer,

"This Prince is fine..."

Liu An came out of the Palace Hall, saw them, and immediately walked over and bowed to salute,

"This servant pays his homages to Your Royal Highness and the Prince Regent."

Murong Yu waved his hand to let him get up,

"This King will go in and take a look."

He resigned to Murong Ci in a low voice,

"Why doesn't Your Highness rest for a while?"

Murong Ci felt better and moved forward.

The Courtyard was occupied by the Palace people of the Internal Service Bureau.

There were many common shops and single or double rooms.

Chang Qing used to live in a double room with a roommate.

His roommate was on duty tonight, so he was not here now.

Murong Yu walked in, Murong Ci followed from behind.

The room was neat and tidy, and there were no signs of fighting.

Chang Qing was lying on the hardwood bed, quiet and peaceful, as if he had just fallen asleep.

However, his face was blue-black, his lips were purplish, there was black blood at the corners of his mouth, and his fingers were black, which all looked like signs of poisoning.

Murong Yu picked up the tea cup on the table, leaned his nose close to it and smelled it,

"It's arsenic."

"Chang Qing didn't seem to struggle or suffer when he died.

His facial expression seems very peaceful.

Various signs show that he died of poisoning."

Murong Ci came to the conclusion, but she needed Shen Zhiyan to re-examine it tomorrow to finalize the case.

"He should have committed suicide by taking poison."

Murong Yu put down his tea cup, and his beautiful falcon eyes swept across the corpse inch by inch.

"Why did Chang Qing kill himself by taking poison?

Could it be that he guessed that sooner or later we would find out that Xiao Yin was not purified?"

"There are two possibilities to explain why Chang Qing would commit suicide:

One is that he couldn't bear taking the responsibility over Xiao Yin's crimes.

He knew that he couldn't escape, or get rid of his connections with Xiao Yin;

The other one is that once he's dead, all the secrets that he had kept for more than ten years would be buried with him and would never be known or made public."

"The secret that he's kept must be related to Xiao Yin, but what exactly is the secret?"

Murong Ci wondered.

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END of CHAPTER 42 PART 1

.....................to be continued