The psychic Xi ​​Lan

Chapter 19
"Ping An, in your opinion, how did this imprint come about?" Li Huai, who was always emotional, changed his eyes gradually.

Only then did Xue Pingan dare to look up, turned around and looked around in the wing room, then looked at the maid Yaotong who was waiting outside, and replied softly: "Go back to the lord, Pingan thinks someone was in the room just now."

The marks on the neck clearly indicated that someone wanted to kill Miss Ji. Fortunately, the prince arrived in time to stop the murderer.

It's just that there is only one door in this wing room, and the windows are intact. At this moment, they are all tightly locked from the inside, and there are no secret passages and hidden compartments here. When Li Huai comes in, no one will go out from it.

Where is the murderer?

After hearing what he said, Li Huai frowned slightly, which was also something he didn't quite understand.

At this moment, Xue Ping'an raised his eyebrows and carefully looked at Li Huai's cheeks, and said cautiously: "Ping'an has something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Why, even Ping'an, you think this courtyard is haunted?" Although Li Huai is a prince, he has some friendship with Xue Ping'an. In the early years, because he was never married, there were rumors in the palace that he had a broken sleeve with the gentle-looking imperial physician Xue. Feelings.

Xue Pingan hurriedly lowered his head, admiring King Xu's ability to read other people's minds.

"Ping An dare not speak nonsense, but with the first two times..."

Li Huai interrupted him and said, "I don't believe in ghosts and gods!"

Xue Pingan immediately closed his mouth, and said respectfully: "Miss Ji must be too weak. She was cold and exhausted, so she didn't wake up for a long time. Ping An went out to write a prescription and let Chen Niang cook it herself."

With the approval of the prince, he withdrew.

Li Huai did not leave, he stood in front of the bed, staring at the weaker woman on the bed, his eyes rippling like silk.

Not long after, Liu Jin stepped in and saw the prince guarding the bed with tired eyes, so she said softly: "My lord, it will be five o'clock soon, why don't you let the little one guard Miss Ji here, and the lord go back to rest. "

Li Huai didn't answer, and Liu Jin immediately understood the meaning, so he didn't say anything else, and stayed quietly by the side.

At dawn, thin light shines through the paper window and shines on the head of the bed.

Li Huai pressed his temples with his slender fingers, glanced at Liu Jin who was squatting by the corner and taking a nap, walked over lightly, and stretched out his hand to check Long Xilan's breath, he was still alive!

He seemed relieved, the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, then he turned around and kicked Liu Jin awake on the ground.

"Damn it, you accidentally fell asleep for a while!"

Li Huai smiled lightly. "You didn't just sleep for a while!"

"My lord!" A strict voice came from outside the house.

Coming back so early, Li Huai helped his sleeves and said to Liu Jin: "You stay here, if you sleep again—"

"The little one sewed his eyelids up with a needle!"

Li Huai looked back at Long Xilan who was lying in the curtain, and then strode out.

He returned to his room in the pear courtyard, Yan Ting followed. "My lord, the man who sold the lanterns we sent over last night has already finished the trial at Dali Temple!"

Li Huai changed into another normal clothes for the servants who were here to wash and prepare for the master earlier, and recombed their hair and put on their crowns.

"Say!"

Yan Ting replied: "The surname of the lantern seller is Wang Ming Daqiang. He is from the eastern suburbs. He usually does some odd jobs and makes a living by making lanterns. One of his wives died early. Half a month ago, he went to work in the city and met a lost girl on the road. With evil thoughts in his heart, he tricked her into his home. The girl resisted, and he injured the girl by mistake, and the blood was mixed into the paint he used to tie the lantern. The people from Dali Temple had already rushed to his home in the eastern suburbs, but no one was found. The sleepy girl only found some clothing fragments and hair in a dark hut, presumably the girl has fled!"

Wang Daqiang's confession after being tortured was that the girl was only injured, and the Dali Temple did not find the girl's body, so he concluded that she had fled.

Li Huai only asked: "Can the girl's identity be found?"

"Wang Daqiang didn't know it himself, he just described it, asked the artist to draw a small picture, and his subordinates brought a picture back, please look at it, my lord."

Yan Ting handed Xiaoxiang over, Li Huai rinsed his mouth and glanced at it.

The girl is only 14 years old and looks pretty.

"Find her!" The person was sent to Dali Temple by someone from Prince Xu's Mansion. According to Li Huai's strict temperament, it is normal to intervene, but it is strange to intervene so carefully.

Long Xilan only woke up in the afternoon, feeling weak and dizzy.

"Miss Ji, you're awake! Last night, you were weak and fainted in the water. Fortunately, my prince arrived in time and rescued the lady from the water!" Liu Jin greeted her maidservant overjoyed. While dressing Long Xilan, she ordered someone to report to the prince.

Because he was afraid that people in the house would spread rumors, King Xu ordered that Miss Ji fainted only because of weakness, and Liu Jin said so.

Long Xilan struggled to get off the bed, went straight to the bronze mirror, took a closer look at the glaring ghost palm print on her neck, her face gradually changed.

The scene before she fell into a coma last night is still vivid in her mind. Her body is always like an iron bull. If it wasn't for evil spirits entering her body, how could she be like this?

Wait, apart from the ghost palm print on the neck, Long Xilan seemed to have overlooked another important point. She turned her head to look at Liu Jin and asked, "What do you say about your prince?"

(End of this chapter)