"Did the prefect do anything unusual before he died?" Mo Li asked Lu Pei's wife.

"No, he didn't. He was fine just now. After a while, he died." Lu Pei's wife said and started crying again.

It seemed that Mo Li was right. Mo Li saw something under the kettle, so he moved the kettle away and took out something under it.

Mo Li unfolded it and found that it was a confession letter. He went on to read it. It described how the three people embezzled the money for repairing the dam, and they concealed the news from the throne that the dam was destroyed. They had signed their statements at the bottom of the confession.

Mo Li put it away after reading it.

He said to Lu Pei's wife, "Madam, I am so sorry. Since the prefect is dead, I have to go back and report this to His Lordship."

Lu Pei's wife cried and nodded.

Mo Li turned around and left.

In Shuo Ling's room.

"Where are they?" Shuo Ling asked when he saw Mo Li come back alone.

"My Lord, the prefect is dead." Mo Li said.

"Is he dead?" Shuo Ling frowned when he heard what Mo Li said.

Mo Li nodded and said, "Yes, the people who died also include Magistrate He who received us during the day, and another one should be Zhu Wen."

"Do you know how they died?" Shuo Ling sat up straight and asked Mo Li.

Mo Li told Marquis Shuo about his own judgment and analysis. "People would think that they committed suicide to escape punishment from the scene. However, I found that the traces of homicide were too obvious when I looked at it carefully."

"Why do you think so?" Shuo Ling asked.

"How could such a greedy man end his life so easily and write a confession letter in advance? The prefect's wife told me that the prefect did nothing unusual before." Mo Li said.

Mo Li gave the confession letter to Shuo Ling.

Shuo Ling took a look and then sneered, "I didn't expect Prime Minister Lan would deal with it so quickly."

"What should we do? His Majesty... "Mo Li asked worriedly.

Shuo Ling handed the confession letter to Mo Li and said, "Report it to His Majesty truthfully."

"Yes, My Lord." Mo Li answered and took the confession letter.

"Go. It's late. We will talk about it tomorrow morning." Shuo Ling said to Mo Li.

Shuo Ling thought about it for a while after Mo Li left. Then he stood up, walked to the window and sent a signal to the sky.

It was getting dark. Two dark figures entered Shuo Ling's room.

"You are here." Shuo Ling said immediately.

"My Lord, what can I do for you?" The two black figures came to Shuo Ling and said.

"I suspect that the flood of Jiandu is related to Xiling. You go to Xiling to investigate secretly, and see if there is anything unusual about Xiling." Shuo Ling said to them.

The two men nodded and turned around to leave.

They were Shuo Ling's secret guards he arranged everywhere.

Shuo Ling was about to go to bed before he saw through the window that a house on the bottom of the mountain was on fire.

Shuo Ling looked at the direction of the fire and frowned.

Mo Li ran in at this time and said to Shuo Ling, "My Lord, My Lord, the direction of the fire seems to be the mansion of the prefect. Do you want to send someone to help?"

"No, I guess Prime Minister Lan is destroying the evidence." Shuo Ling understood when Mo Li said that the place on fire was the prefect's mansion, and then he went to bed!

Mo Li nodded, went out and closed the door.

Next morning.

Yang Zijin got up early and did exercises in the yard. She had been overworking these days. After waking up, she felt very tired!

Yun came up and said, "Your Highness, breakfast is ready."

"Well, OK. I'll ask them to come and have breakfast!" Yang Zijin responded and went to the residence of Shuo Ling and Runyu!

Yang Zijin walked to Runyu's door first, and knocked on the door, "Master Run, Master Run, get up for breakfast."

"OK, I'll be there soon." The voice of Runyu came from the room.

Hearing Runyu's response, Yang Zijin continued to walk to the door of Shuo Ling's room. She was about to knock on the door. Unexpectedly, the door opened as soon as she stretched out her hand. She was pulled in by someone inside.

Yang Zijin, who didn't expect it at all, yelled in fright immediately.

After standing in the room, Yang Zijin patted herself on the chest, and then rolled her eyes at Shuo Ling, "Did you want to scare me?"

"Help me dress!" Shuo Ling stretched out his hand as if he hadn't heard anything.

Yang Zijin frowned and asked him, "What?"

"Come and dress me!" Shuo Ling said again.

"Well, I'll get Mo Li in for you." Yang Zijin quickly said after confirming that she heard nothing wrong.

Marquis Shuo definitely wanted to take advantage of her again. So she walked to the door.

She was caught by Shuo Ling as soon as she turned around, "Well, are you afraid that I will do something bad to you?"

"No, I am not." Yang Zijin was a little embarrassed when Shuo Ling knew what she thought in her mind and said quickly.

Yang Zijin was a little nervous when she found Shuo Ling was staring at her. She walked aside and explained, "As a marquis, you will be disgraced if I don't dress you well."

"It doesn't matter. I don't care." Shuo Ling whispered to her.

Yang Zijin didn't react until she heard, "Oh, OK, I'll do it since you don't mind."

After saying that, she had to walk behind Shuo Ling and made a fist gesture.

"What are you doing?" Shuo Ling turned to look back at Yang Zijin and saw her fist gesture. He stared at Yang Zijin and asked.

Yang Zijin didn't expect that Shuo Ling would suddenly look back. They looked at each other. Yang Zijin hurriedly rubbed her hand on Shuo Ling's back, and then looked at Shuo Ling and said with a smile, "I see that your clothes are wrinkled, I just want to smooth it, hey..."

"Which outfit do you want to wear today?" Yang Zijin changed the subject and asked Shuo Ling.

Shuo Ling's eyes were full of love, looking at Yang Zijin, "Whatever you want."

"OK, you can wear this one." Yang Zijin took out a set at random.

Shuo Ling couldn't help laughing when he watched Yang Zijin doing this at that time.

Yang Zijin knew that Shuo Ling was laughing at her. She said loudly, "What are you laughing at? Put your hands down a little. It's too high. Don't blame me if you don't wear it well."

Yang Zijin put the clothes on Shuo Ling, and was busy dressing Shuo Ling. Of course, it was so easy for her to get a man dressed, because she had been wearing men's clothes for more than ten years.

"OK, are you satisfied with it?" After tying the leather belt, Yang Zijin tidied up the clothes on Shuo Ling's shoulders. She clapped her hands and said.

Shuo Ling stared at Yang Zijin and said with a smile, "I'm satisfied with it as long as it's made by you."

"OK. That is good. Come out and have breakfast soon." Realizing that Shuo Ling was staring at her affectionately, Yang Zijin said and walked to the door quickly.

It seemed that she would be forced to kiss by Shuo Ling again if she didn't go out.

"Stop!" Shuo Ling's voice came from behind as soon as Yang Zijin arrived at the door.

"What is wrong? Breakfast will be cold if we don't go out to eat." Sure enough, she was right. Shuo Ling was not a man who stayed away from womanizing. He was lustful. She turned around and said to Shuo Ling with a smile.

Yang Zijin could not help but be vigilant when she saw Shuo Ling coming towards her.

Shuo Ling came to her and fixed Yang Zijin's hair which was scattered in front of her face.

It must have been messed up when she dressed Shuo Ling just now.

Shuo Ling couldn't help smiling when he found Yang Zijin was closing her eyes. It seemed that he was such a person in Yang Zijin's mind. Soon, Shuo Ling returned to normal again, and then said to Yang Zijin. "Let's go."

Hearing what Shuo Ling said, Yang Zijin opened her eyes and asked in disbelief, "Is that all? Is it OK?"

"What else do you think there will be?" Shuo Ling looked at Yang Zijin's eyes with a teasing smile.

Yang Zijin couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed while hearing Shuo Ling's words. She seemed to have thought too much. She was a little shy and said, "Oh. It's nothing. Let's go out soon. Don't make Runyu wait too long."

Yang Zijin quickly turned around, opened the door and walked out first.

Shuo Ling smiled slightly, and then came out behind Yang Zijin.

Yang Zijin walked out of the room and quickly went to the room that Yun told her.

Runyu had arrived. He said hello to them when he saw Yang Zijin and Shuo Ling. "Hi, you are here."

"Well, sorry to keep you waiting for a long time." Yang Zijin said as she walked to the empty seat and sat down.

Shuo Ling sat down opposite Yang Zijin.

Just halfway through the meal, Mo Li came in and said hello to them, "Master Run, Your Highness."

Then he went to Shuo Ling and said, "My Lord, everything is ready!"

"Well, OK, let's go!" Shuo Ling put down his snacks and was about to stand up to leave.

Yang Zijin looked up and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Your Highness, we are going to check on people who have infected with the plague." Mo Li said to Yang Zijin.

Yang Zijin also put down her foods and said, "I want to go with you too!"

"No, you can't." Shuo Ling rebuffed her.

Yang Zijin ran to Shuo Ling and said, "Why?"

"There is no reason, Mo Li. Let's go." Shuo Ling said and went out.

"Your Highness, what he did is good for you." Mo Li said to Yang Zijin.

After saying that, he followed Shuo Ling.

Shuo Ling stopped and turned around after a few steps away from the house.

"Well. Are you thinking about taking me there with you?" Yang Zijin ran to him quickly.

Shuo Ling rolled his eyes at Yang Zijin and said to Runyu who was sitting in the room, "Take good care of her."

He went out after saying that.

Yang Zijin couldn't help but go back and sit in her seat angrily, eating cakes.

"Don't be angry! Your Highness." Runyu said to Yang Zijin.

Yang Zijin took another bite and said, "If I can't go there, why can he?"

"There are many victims outside. I think he is afraid that you might be infected with the plague." Runyu said to Yang Zijin with a smile.

Yang Zijin said when Runyu mentioned the plague, "He is not afraid. Why should I be afraid of it?"

As Yang Zijin was talking, something suddenly came to her.