The sentence plunged the room into an awful silence.

  At this point, the three people found that no one could answer this question, perhaps only Jing Wanyan's eyes flickered faintly.

  Because of this matter, another terrible problem suddenly revealed... The one who killed Hui Gen's... Is there only one person?

  It feels kind of eerie.

  "Can adults smell it? There is a fragrance on Chang Le's body?" Jing Wanyi suddenly said.

  Pei Shuaiwei couldn't help but give Jing Yuane a cold glance, only this little girl was always so unpredictable, he really feared that she would say something else in the next second.

  Pei Tan was closer to Jing Wan'er than Li Xiuzhi, so he naturally smelled the cold fragrance, but he didn't understand what Jing Wan'er meant.

  "That should be the imperial palace's Zichen Hall, the fragrance of Longyan incense." This scent floated in Pei Tan's memory, he had paid homage to Emperor Zhong several times in Zichen Hall, and the faintly discernible scent that lingered in the hall was precisely this one.

  Jing Wanyi was also slightly stunned after hearing Pei Tan's introduction.

  "In the early years of Chang'an, there were records that 'the envoy from the Western Regions presented a rare fragrance, and the fragrance spread for dozens of miles along Chang'an, lasting for months before it dissipated.'" Zhen Wan'er murmured.

  Pei Tan looked at her: "Not bad, and this fragrance... is a real treasure, even the last time it was offered as tribute, it's been almost ten years. So, such a precious offering, logically only Your Majesty can use it."

  This is several times more noble than the tribute of Haiyue flower, other tributes can still be enjoyed by favored officials, but such a rare fragrance, like the name of Longyan, has only one supreme honor in the world.

  Jing Wan'er's mouth twitched slightly: "Could it be that this fragrance was also given by the Empress to Prince Chang Le?"

  "Pei Tan's eyes were dim and distant: 'I said, the earliest record of offering sacrifices was also ten years ago. By now, it should have been used up long ago. Even if it is the current emperor...it may not be possible.'"

  Your Majesty doesn't have one, but a certain Duke does?

  Jing Wan'er subconsciously thought that if the King of Chang Le sent the tribute of Haiyue flowers to the Qinglong Temple on his own, it might not be enough for him to commit the crime of deceiving the emperor.

  But I have used the rare fragrance that even emperors cannot use, this is already an unusual flaunting, and if Zhongzong finds out, will he forgive me?

  Jing Wan'er said: "More and more can't understand what this king is thinking."

  If it were just these two encounters with Li Xiuzhi, Jing Wanyu wouldn't have felt that he was an arrogant and reckless person. That pale face always had a calm and steady expression; one could say that such a solitary temperament made him seem more like a hermit than the monks at Qinglong Temple.

  But thinking of his improper attire, Jing Wanyu fell silent once again.

  Pei Tan's eyes suddenly flashed, and after a while, he looked at the two people in front of him: "Perhaps Prince Chang Le did not despise the imperial power."

  Jing Wan'er looked back in surprise.

  Pei Tan's eyes sparkled a few times, "Ten years ago, when this fragrance was presented to the emperor, it was during Empress Tian's reign. Have you ever thought... about the imperial court's situation back then?"

  This time Jing Wanyu reacted a beat slower, after all she was a maiden in the boudoir, unable to thoroughly understand these court struggles.

  Pei Shuai's expression solidified: "At that time, King Tun was still the most renowned prince in the imperial court."

  It is true that judging from the popularity of the poem "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion", one can know that Teng Wang's subordinates were unparalleled in their heyday.

  "At that time, the Empress received this tribute. If she wanted to bestow a favor on me, King Teng might have been one of them." Pei Tan's analysis even stirred up the political situation at that time, giving Jing Wenyu a feeling of having her ears and eyes washed anew.

  "So the dragon's saliva incense in the Quanwang Mansion comes from the Empress's gift back then."

  But King Deng may not necessarily like using such a strong fragrance. After riding the crane to the west, the dragon's saliva incense was left in the hands of King Chang Le.

  A very dense analysis line.

  Moreover, if this is true, then King Changle Li Xiuyi indeed did nothing deceitful to the emperor.

  Moreover, even if Emperor Zhongzong found out about Li Xiuyi's use of Longyan Xiang, investigating further would implicate Empress Wang, and Your Majesty would only turn a blind eye.

  So, did King Changle know about this and therefore used Longjing incense without any scruples?

  "But there are so many fragrances available, why use dragon's saliva?" Is this intentional show-off?

  But the dragon's saliva left in the Temple of the King is certainly not much, and how long can it be used to deceive people.

  "Dragon's saliva incense has a unique feature that sets it apart from other incenses - its fragrance can last for a long time without fading. It is said to be made from the dragon's own saliva, which is why it is favored by emperors and kings. But after all, it's just a legend."

  "When we saw King Changle, he looked like he was about to go to bed. Who uses incense when going to bed?"

  Jing Wantong's two eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and there was still such a strong fragrance. Won't it affect rest?

  It seems like another day has been wasted.

  Jing Wan'er looked at Pei Tan's face, but couldn't tell if there were any ripples.

  Lying on the bed in her own room, she felt the cold hardness of the bed board beneath her, with only a thin quilt to cover her, but this was not the reason why Jing couldn't fall asleep.

  Although the temple's conditions were harsh, Jing Wanyu was someone who had slept in the grand halls of the palace, so why would she care about this.

  She simply perked up her ears and listened carefully to the sounds outside. The courtyard was quiet, as if the entire temple had fallen asleep.

  After two nights of observation, she was quite certain that the cold-faced Baili Shixiong was not an iron-clad immortal after all. Every time it passed midnight and entered the hour of Chou, he would doze off for half a time.

  Jing Wantong thought today was just a gamble, looking at him still sleeping at the same time.

  A martial artist's breathing while asleep is different and can be easily distinguished.

  After hearing the sound of Pei Shuaiwei falling asleep, Jing Wanyan sat up from bed. If you ask her how she knew, those imperial guards in the palace were all masters of internal strength, and only she, who often went out to handle corpses in the miscellaneous duty room, would frequently interact with the guards.

  Jing Wan'er confirmed and pushed away the quilt on her body, put on wool socks and stepped on the ground, she was also very skilled at not disturbing people, as long as the sound she made was within a certain decibel range, it would not be discovered by Pei's guards.

  She walked over and opened the door, hesitated for a moment, then stepped out with both feet.

  There were no monks in the temple either. She walked out like this, and it wasn't a difficult winter night to bear. Her walking out wouldn't have any impact either.

  "Jing Wan Er." A soft and gentle voice beside her ear.

  Jing Wan'er's body froze, and she slowly turned around.

  Pei Tan opened the door and stood inside.

  "Where are you going?"

  Jing Wan'er didn't even know when Pei had appeared there, a faint glimmer flashing in her eyes.

  Jing Wan'er's plans rarely had any flaws, until she met this man.

  She saw candlelight inside the house behind Bae Dahn, but she had only dared to come out after seeing the candlelight go out.

  Jing Wan'er lowered her eyes and remained silent for a moment before saying, "Sir, you said that solving the case requires evidence. Simply waiting in the room won't make evidence come to us."

  The power of the Pei family is indeed great, and they can even obtain information about tribute goods from the imperial palace, as well as other means. However, these are ultimately just superficial skills. Until now, there is still no clue as to why Hui Gen died.

  A case where even the cause of death can't be determined, let alone the murder weapon or murderer.

  Pei Tan's eyes were deep and profound as he looked at Jing Wanyu, and he knew that this young girl would not sit idly by waiting for death. "So, what do you want to do now?"

  This is what can't be said, on a dark and windy night, she wants to go thieving?

  But evidence is also not something she can steal.

  Jing Wantong wanted to say something but hesitated, and instead looked at Pei Tan with a meaningful gaze. Pei Tan thought for a long time before asking: "What's wrong?"

  "If I say it, I'm afraid you'll laugh at me."

  Pei Tan's eyes moved slightly, and he narrowed his eyes again, "I won't laugh at you."

  Jing Wan'er seemed to be looking at the expression on his face.

  She also said uncertainly: "Even if it's... a woman's intuition?"

  "What?"

  Jing Wan'er remained still, staring at him, "Sir, as a man, are you willing to believe in a woman's intuition?"

  Pei Tan stared at her without saying another word.

  But perhaps something incredible had appeared on his face.

  Before Pei Gongzi went out to serve, he had been living in the Pei family for more than 20 years. The women who married into the Pei family were mostly from the five surnames and seven clans, with a noble and elegant demeanor. From the eldest grandmother of the main branch to the youngest girl of a small collateral branch, none of them would ever say anything that would reveal... a woman's intuition.