has been with the master for many years, and Xue Wei can still see this.

Now Xue Wei only hopes to become Jun Zilin, the princess of Jin, don't let down the prince's intentions, otherwise she is really a man who spoils true love!

Get all the things ready for the trip, Xue Wei wants to urge, it's not too early, let's go quickly.

Who knew that Jun Zilin ran into the house with a painting scroll, Xue Wei looked at it from a distance, I don't know what it was, but he didn't want to figure it out, anyway, the prince and princess would come out later.

There was blood on the painting scroll, and Jun Zilin felt that she had lost her elegance, but there was nothing she could do now.

She unfolded the painting, placed it in front of Zhou Yan, tried her best to please him, and said softly, "Look, Lord Wang, this is a concubine specially looking for someone to paint, it is really wonderful, I hope the prince can be safe and sound in the future, in a good mood, and live a long life!" ”

Seeing the portrait of the former princess, can Zhou Yanyan be unhappy?

Jun Zilin was waiting for Zhou Ember to show a smiling face, but the other party hooked his lips very indifferently, "hummed", and stopped looking at it.

"Let's go."

Throwing the painting aside, Zhou Ember walked out.

Jun Zilin was stunned: Did she misestimate what Zhou Shen meant? Why does the other party look very unhappy?

Standing in place, Jun Zilin didn't know whether she should follow or something. If Zhou Ember leaves, then she will be able to take the opportunity to leave the mansion, and no one will stop her.

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go."

Zhou Shen turned his head suddenly, glanced at Jun Zilin, and then went out again.

I don't know what he wants to do, Jun Zilin saw two full rows of guards outside, and in the middle was a delicate carriage.

Zhou Yan was waiting for her in the carriage.

Jun Zilin wanted to ask where this was going, but the sound of the carriage flew out of the palace and headed towards the depths of the night.

She really couldn't figure out Zhou Yan's person.

Sitting in the carriage, Jun Zilin secretly lifted the curtain and looked out. I saw that Zhou Shen was squinting his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep. Knowing that he was pretending to sleep, Jun Zilin took care of herself first.

The street scene in front of her is a little familiar, but for a while, Rao is Jun Zilin's super memory, and she can't remember when she came here? Do you always feel like you've seen it?

"Go first, surround the southern outskirts of the city, and then listen to orders." Zhou Shen commanded outside the carriage.

When Jun Zilin heard the words "southern suburbs", she immediately reacted.

No wonder this street scene is so familiar, it turned out to be in the south of the city!

She and Mu Hanbo went to Nancheng together, but they were only in the carriage with the curtain tightly closed, and Jun Zilin occasionally glanced out or two, and now that she thinks about it, it is really similar to what she remembers. It's just that it was daytime then, and now it's night.

The most important thing is Zhou Yan, he actually came to Nancheng, could it be that he wanted to help himself?

In an instant, Jun Zilin's heart was full of joy!

She showed a bright and dazzling smile at the other party, and immediately approached Zhou Yan, looking at him with bright eyes, "Your ...... is really good!"

If it's too flattering, Jun Zilin really can't say it.

"Huh." Zhou Yan smiled, listening to the tepid tone.

He didn't seem to be thanked, Jun Zilin looked at him up close and found that although the corners of his mouth were smiling, there was no trace of laughter in his eyes.

Jun Zilin: "......" It seems that His Royal Highness the King of Jin is still holding grudges.

Could it be that the painting failed to please him?

Just as Jun Zilin was about to withdraw and come back, she heard Zhou Shen ask coldly, "Concubine Ai wants to thank this king?" ”

Thanks to Zhou Yan, it should be, and Jun Zilin didn't want to hide from it. However, the other party took the initiative to ask for a reward, which made Jun Zilin a little surprised. Either way, as long as you can get back to Nancheng and capture the murderer, that's enough.

Jun Zilin nodded and took the initiative to step forward, her tone was very respectful, "What does the prince want, as long as Zilin can do it." ”

Then I saw Zhou Ember take out the painting that Fang Cai Jun Zilin was holding, and it was still stained with a touch of blood. Zhou Shen threw the painting in front of Jun Zilin and smiled faintly, "What this king wants is also a painting, just paint you and give it to this king." ”

"Uh......"

Jun Zilin was stunned.

Zhou Ember means that she should paint a picture, but the person on the painting is no longer the previous princess, but herself?

Looking at the beautiful woman on the unfolded painting, Jun Zilin secretly complained, where is she such a powerful painter, Zhou Yan is deliberately trying to embarrass her!

"Phew!"

Before she could see it, Zhou Ember had already torn the painting apart and split it into two.

Jun Zilin was surprised, "Lord Wang, why did you tear up the painting?!" ”

"This king has never wanted such paintings, looking at them is an eyesore, and tearing them up is worry-free." Zhou Shen casually threw the painting out, and in the night wind, the painting that had become fragments rose with the wind and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Princess, you don't feel embarrassed, do you?" Zhou Yan saw Jun Zilin frowning, and immediately asked in a slightly distrustful tone.

"How could it be. It is what the prince wants, and Zilin should do her best to do it. Jun Zilin hurriedly responded.

Could it be that Zhou Yan would take the initiative to ask for something, where would Jun Zilin dare not be unsatisfied. What's more, people still brought people to come to this southern city at night, isn't it just for my cousin's business. Jun Zilin was too late to be grateful, even if it was difficult to draw, she had to finish painting while kneeling.

As he spoke, he reached the southern city, and the carriage turned into the dirt road and headed for the outskirts of the city.

"Wait, are there torches?"

Jun Zilin watched as the people's households gradually fell into thin homes. She thought for a moment and commanded outside.

Xue Wei and the others had already received the master's orders, and everything was obeyed by the princess.

Then Xue Wei answered, and offered the torch.

Jun Zilin asked Xue Weizhi to light the torch, and only said, "That assassin with the whip has been poisoned by me, and now he has already poisoned it." After that, he went to the pharmacy to grab the medicine, so when he found suspicious blood stains on the ground, he followed the blood stains to find them. ”

Xue Wei hurriedly passed on Niangniang's order, and the two teams of men and horses brought by King Jin immediately carried torches and searched carefully on the outskirts of the city.

"So the murderer is important?"

Zhou Yan personally poured a cup of tea for Jun Zilin, and asked lightly.

Jun Zilin nodded and replied, "There is a mastermind behind the murderer. The real criminal, Chang Yuan, has someone behind him to protect him, and the assassin who uses the whip as a weapon is one of them. Now it is not important to find the real culprit. The important thing is to dig out the mastermind behind him. ”

"Who is the mastermind?"

"I don't know."

Jun Zilin shook her head, stared at the late night outside the carriage, and said slowly, "If you want to frame Fu Yarou like this, it must be Fu Ayacui." But I don't know what kind of cards Fu Ayacui has in his hand. As long as we catch the mastermind behind the assassin, we will know what kind of servant Fu Ayancui has. ”

After saying that, Jun Zilin looked at Zhou Yan. However, this man is still in good spirits and looks very interested in this case.

[Author's digression]: Thank you Xinya 424, dear support, I will work hard!

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