"Suspicious? The princess means that the deaths of Zhou Lin and Lu Ziyun may be related to them?"

"No, Qiu Sheng's death may also be implicated."

"Didn't Qiu Sheng commit suicide?" Ye Weishang asked in confusion.

Jun Chenghuan shook his head, "His death is even more suspicious."

"Oh no, if Qiu Sheng's death is not simple, then Xiaoxiang Pavilion may be afraid."

"I've already let Jiyue stare at him in the dark."

Ye Weishang immediately flattered and said, "The princess is wise."

Soon, they arrived at Jingzhao Mansion.

At this time, because of Qiu Sheng's death, the prefect of Jingzhao Zhang Kun was in a state of depression and dissatisfaction.

Hearing the yamen runner's report, he hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face and responded hurriedly, "I don't know that Princess Linglong has failed to welcome her. I would like to ask the princess to forgive her for her crime."

"Mr. Zhang, don't have to be too polite, get up."

"The official has transferred the case of Xiaoxiang Pavilion to Dali Temple. I wonder what is the price for Princess Linglong coming here at this time?"

"Understand the situation, and the autumn sound." Jun Chenghuan said concisely.

When Zhang Kun mentioned the autumn sound, he suddenly felt sad, and his delicate face was filled with sadness, "Princess, please, let's go inside and talk."

Jun Chenghuan lowered his eyes gently. The man in front of him passed the top scorer five years ago, with outstanding abilities. He became the prefect of Jingzhao at a young age, but unexpectedly he was a broken sleeve.

After entering the study room, Zhang Kun choked up before he could speak.

Jun Chenghuan couldn't bear to see that his nose was full of tears. He took out the handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it over, "This man is gone, Lord Zhang, please mourn me."

Ye Weishang subconsciously stopped Jun Chenghuan's handkerchief, then touched the handkerchief from his chest and threw it over, "Sir Zhang, don't cry, our princess has been watching you cry for a cup of tea here."

"I don't want to cry either, but when I mention him, I can't help it..." Zhang Kun spoke with his swollen eyes.

"Princess, look at his appearance, I probably can't say anything. Why don't you ask directly?" Ye Weishang frowned.

Jun Chenghuan nodded, "Okay."

"Princess, please tell me, the lower officials will speak out, and they will speak out in full."

"I ask you, how much do you know about Qiu Sheng? What is his guest of the curtain? How does Lu Ziyun have to do with him?"

"Qiu Sheng... Such a good person, why can you leave just by saying that..."

Seeing Zhang Kun sobbing again, Ye Weishang hurriedly patted the gavel, "Okay, stop crying, our princess is so busy that she doesn't touch the ground, don't be too slow!"

"Qiu Sheng has a few loves. If you say that you have a close relationship, Lu Ziyun will count as one. Of course, the one who has the best relationship with him is me! Only I understand him the most!"

Jun Chenghuan: “…”

"Qiu Sheng looked weak and looked weak. How was his body?"

"Princess, I won't talk about such a private matter." Zhang Kun's face turned red when he was caught off guard.

Jun Chenghuan: “…”

"What are you thinking? The princess is asking you if Qiu Sheng is sick!"

"Yes, yes, autumn sounds have deficiencies. Not only do you take medicine all year round, but you have to do acupuncture every now and then. The mother of Xiaoxiang Pavilion pity his life and specially hired a doctor to serve him."

"What's the doctor's name?" Jun Chenghuan asked.

"Fluteshy."

Hearing this sentence, Jun Chenghuan's face suddenly changed.

She took out the list directly from her sleeve and saw the word Xiaodie in the name she circled!

"I see!"

"Princess, what's wrong?" Ye Weishang was curious.
Chapter completed!