NOVEL WEB Chapter 9 It’s as if the sweet fragrance is lingering on the tip of your nose
"Your Highness! Isn't this the hairpin you gave away..."
"Mr. Chen, are you sure you found this in the room called Su Huan?"
Seeing the prince contemplating, Eunuch Xu immediately asked Mr. Chen.
"It's absolutely true! Because even the kitchen in Su's mansion is empty and there aren't many things left, this hosta is still... very eye-catching among those objects!"
Mo Yanjue calmed down his racing mind and said, "Pass the prince's order! Bring Su Huan back to the prince's residence immediately!"
Mr. Chen was stunned, huh?
Eunuch Xu trembled, "Your Highness! There is something wrong with this!"
Having been with Mo Yanjue for many years, Xu Yi naturally knew what he was thinking. He must have mistaken Su Huan for that little maid!
Mo Yanjue looked at Xu Yi displeased, "Why? I want someone alone, why don't I care about others?"
"The Su Mansion has just been confiscated and exiled. It was an imperial edict requested by His Highness. Now His Highness has brought the sixth lady back to the Prince's Mansion. If word spreads, the courtiers will criticize!"
Xu Yi plucked up the courage to continue to comfort him, "Besides... His Highness is not sure whether the sixth lady is that person at the moment... It is also possible that after the girl died, some girl took a fancy to the items left behind and put them into her pocket!"
At this moment, Mo Yanjue pinched the wooden box and made a rattling sound.
Xu Yi's last words pricked his doubts, and seemed to make sense.
Just like this, he rashly brought back the family members of the convicts who had just been driven out of the capital. If it weren't for that girl, and was bitten back by Su Changzhou... wouldn't he be playing into his own hands?
He and Su Changzhou mentioned that he wanted to get rid of that maid. How could he not guess his own thoughts if he was so smart? Maybe he also knew the origin of this hosta and deliberately left it to trick him...
Thinking like this, the blazing light in Mo Yanjue's eyes was suppressed, and the hope that had just been ignited seemed to be extinguished by this analysis.
But somehow, holding this wooden box in my hand, it seems that the sweet fragrance is lingering on the tip of my nose.
"Yuanzhao! Come with me to the Su Mansion!"
He wanted to see it for himself!
Yuan Zhao nodded and ordered.
Mr. Chen also followed him to lead the way for the prince.
"Your Highness! This is Su Huan's courtyard."
Mr. Chen, who was good at observing words and emotions, took Mo Yanjue directly to Su Huan's courtyard.
Stepping into the courtyard, Mo Yanjue took a deep breath!
This courtyard is really run-down, and there is no trace of the fact that the daughter of a third-grade official once lived there.
Mo Yanjue walked towards the only main room...
The moment he pushed the door open, his eyes flickered, "Smells good!" Familiar sweet scent!
Mo Yanjue took steps forward and paced back and forth gently by the bed. The scent became even stronger!
Before seeing him, he was almost 90% sure!
That girl is not dead!
The room is clearly visible at a glance, and the furniture could not be simpler. Except for the pink gauze curtain on the bedside, it is impossible to tell that this was a woman's boudoir.
And this little-known Miss Su Liu is the girl he has longed for!
He seems to understand somewhat...
Su Changzhou lied to him!
Su Huan is the woman he wants!
She left the hosta he gave her here... What does this mean?
Does this mean that she and Su Changzhou have discussed it? Fake death to avoid being taken into the prince's palace?
Isn't she willing? Was he worried about offending the prince, so he let Su Changzhou say this?
Mo Yanjue's expression was a little sad, his black eyelashes were pressed down, and his tall body walked out of the yard a little lonely.
Master Chen and Yuan Zhao looked at each other in confusion, wondering why His Highness looked so worried.
"Go to the warehouse and have a look!" Mo Yanjue didn't even look back.
Mr. Chen immediately trotted forward to lead the way.
Entering the warehouse, Mo Yanjue looked around.
"Is this the warehouse you were talking about that contains only scrap metal?"
"Reporting to His Royal Highness, that's right!"
In other words, except for some tatters left, the door lock was not stolen, and the items disappeared overnight. From what I heard, the method of his theft was exactly the same.
He originally didn't believe that the Su Mansion's warehouse had been stolen, but an idea came to his mind. Since he had already arrived at the Su Mansion, he wanted to come and take a look...
Suddenly, Mo Yanjue's eyes focused in one direction!
If he hadn't found that hair of unknown origin in the warehouse before, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so sensitive right now...
The same length, same color, and exactly the same hair appears again?
Sure enough, his intuition came true!
So, the thief who robbed the Prince's Mansion and the thief who robbed the Su Mansion... are the same person!
If it was said that this person committed the crime randomly, he would definitely not believe it. The timing was so accurate!
Mo Yanjue was really at a loss now, his heavy brows were like dark clouds, and the cold low pressure made people shiver.
Master Chen didn't know why, but Yuan Bao knew it very well. At this time, he was dumbfounded, His Royal Highness is really powerful!
Found that clue again!
But... Su Mansion? Prince's Mansion?
There seems to be no connection between the two governments!
Even if they are, they are opposites. Could it be that someone regards His Highness the Crown Prince and Su Changzhou as enemies?
The sky gradually darkened, and Mo Yanjue didn't know how long he stood there meditating.
Neither of them dared to disturb the prince from thinking about the case.
A cooing sound broke the silence along with the trembling of the treetops in the courtyard.
"Enter the palace! Ask for orders!"
Master Chen was sent away halfway, while Yuan Zhao followed Mo Yanjue on horseback into the palace.
He was a little puzzled along the way and glanced at His Highness the Crown Prince's tense profile from time to time.
"Your Highness! Do you know who the thief is?" Yuan Zhao really wanted to learn some skills in solving cases.
"I don't know."
"Then...you are entering the palace this time..."
Mo Yanjue turned his face sideways and smiled, the cold moon shining slantingly, the concave shadow on the side of his nose three-dimensional and evil, "You will know then, come on!"
Yuan Zhao: "..."