As a medical concubine

Chapter 120: Charming and knocking the prince unconscious (5)
After the rehearsal was completely over, everyone except He Liansheng returned to the flower hall.

Liao Zicheng did not announce the case information he had learned to the public, but took out the skull again, dipped a cotton swab in vinegar, and smeared the skull.

Then, everyone saw that three strange patterns appeared on the surface of the skull.

The first one is somewhat like an ancient well.

The second one, it's kind of like... a box?cage?Anyway, it is a boxy and very closed space.

The third, more clearly, is a flame.

"This... what does it mean? Why do you want to paint on the head? It's still hidden!" Yan Bo really admired the other party's IQ!
Liao Zicheng's clear eyes swept across everyone's faces with different expressions, and said seriously: "This looks like a very exciting game. The murderer wants to make three people disappear into the ancient well, the cage and the flames under our noses. .Leng Rou is the first, and next, there are two more victims."

Everyone's hearts tightened suddenly, and Liao Zicheng's voice seemed to suddenly become ethereal and ethereal: "At present, there are too few clues to deduce the murderer's motive. But if the murderer is really related to the naval battle six years ago, then , you all have to be careful."

In the naval battle six years ago, the three major families all mobilized some forces.

Yan Kuan, Yan Bo, Wang Qing and Wang Heng looked at each other and fell silent.

After leaving the flower hall, Liao Zicheng and Huazhu strolled on the path full of wintersweet, the breeze blew, and the rain of flowers fell on the top of Huazhu's hair.

Hua Zhu didn't notice, she just walked forward without knowing what was going on in her heart.

Suddenly, Liao Zicheng stopped and turned around.

Huazhu bumped into his arms.

"So eager to throw yourself into your arms, why? Didn't you hug enough just now?" It was his low chuckle, with a hint of banter, which sounds like a mysterious note in the dark night, which can make people intoxicated.

Huazhu took a step back, and glared at him angrily, wanting to scold, but afraid of offending him, he didn't care about her anymore.Now the only person who can restrain He Liansheng, there is no other person except him.

Turning her face away, Huazhu pouted and asked, "I'm really a suspect?" Really going to jail?

"The Yan family is so big, it's safe to look at a suspect. Of course, I will report this matter to the court. If the court thinks that the Yan family is inappropriate, I can only put you..." Liao Zicheng suddenly stopped when he spoke slowly. .

Huazhu blinked her misty eyes, "Put me in jail? That's fine too."

Liao Zicheng glanced at her strangely: "I would rather go to jail than enter the palace, why?"

"And why didn't you marry Wang Xin?" Hua Zhu asked back.

"The Wang family resigned my marriage." When he said this, he seemed helpless.

Huazhu shook her head: "If you really want to marry, you must tell them as soon as possible that you have become the admiral of the navy." In this way, the Wang family will not withdraw their marriage no matter what.

Liao Zicheng spread his hands and said innocently: "I went to the south of the Yangtze River to find medicine. It was very hard and dangerous."

As if to say "I am sincere to Wang Xin".

Hua Zhu shook her head again: "You searched for the medicine only out of guilt. You think it was the curse of the shrine that killed Wang Xin, whom you have a marriage contract with."

Liao Zicheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her flickering, glass-like eyes: "You tried every means to prove that I don't like Wang Xin, why?"

Hua Zhu's eyelash feathers trembled slightly, and Liao Zicheng asked speciously: "Or you... don't want me to like Wang Xin?"

Hua Zhu frowned, and stared at him: "Sure enough, the world is as black as crows, you and He Liansheng are hopelessly narcissistic!"

After finishing speaking, turn around and leave!
Liao Zicheng flicked his jade-like fingers on the wintersweet tree a few times, like an elegant prince, playing a famous tune: "I don't think you are suspected, let's go acquitted!"

The pause of Huazhu's footsteps will really pinch her weakness!

Slowly turned around and stared at him angrily!
Liao Zicheng raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Huazhu gritted her teeth, stuffed the emotions of wanting to run away bit by bit back into her heart, and forced out a dry smile: "What orders does the admiral have?"

Under the plum tree, lay a large rock.

Liao Zicheng bowed, walked through the plum branches, and sat down gracefully. The dark blue veil was like a cloud of misty fog, leisurely covering the boulder.

He patted the stone.

Huazhu walked up to him, and sat down on the seat that was obviously occupied by him, leaving only a small space for her.

So she had to be next to him.

Even though they were separated by each other's heavy clothes, she could still feel his warmth gradually spread to her arms.

Blinking, Huazhu moved to the other side, almost falling to the ground.

Liao Zicheng took out a piece of sheepskin from his arms and handed it to her, "The map in Liu Zhaozhao's hand is only a part of it. If you want to spell out the complete map, you must find the fifth daughter of Qimeizhuang."

Not only is it so easy to find, but you also have to get a map from them.

Whoever wins Meizhuang wins the world, who can resist the temptation of Meizhuang?

Huazhu's light white fingertips lingered back and forth on the map: "Before Liu Zhaozhao died, Yueling brought me a sentence, 'Don't look for Meizhuang'. I think she actually wanted to tell you through me, look for The trip to Meizhuang can be difficult and dangerous."

Liao Zicheng looked into the boundless night, Yuehui outlined his profile perfectly and sternly, but his voice revealed a heart-wrenching melancholy: "After the death of my father and Yan Che, I buried the altar in the ground. .I told myself that there is nothing to lose in this life. Since God wants to give me a lonely life, I will live alone. I don’t care about plum blossoms or curses, and I don’t care about them.”

Hua Zhu's throat slid, and she opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but suddenly felt that she was at a loss for words.

"But the human heart is a very strange thing, and sometimes it is out of control. Or maybe, a small choice of any person will produce a series of huge butterfly effects." He clenched an expired ticket in his palm .

Huazhu knew that he had something in his hand, but if he didn't show it to her, she wouldn't look at it, but she couldn't restrain her curiosity in her heart. Whose small choice awakened his faith that had been buried for six years?But he doesn't seem to intend to give her an answer.

(End of this chapter)