My husband married a concubine? I turned around and married the cold prince.

Yingyi reacted quickly. She first threw the hidden weapon in her sleeve, then picked up the long sword next to her and put it directly on the man's neck.

"Hey, wait, it's me, it's me, I'm Boyun." The man in black was startled and quickly pulled down his face scarf and explained his identity.

He was afraid that Yingyi would hurt herself accidentally.

"Boyun? What are you doing?" Seeing that the person coming was Boyun, Yingyi put away the sword speechlessly.

"Oh, I'm just too anxious." Bo Yun curled his lips, turned over and jumped off the windowsill.

"what happened?"

It was already autumn, and it was hot during the day, but at night, it was a little cooler than before. An Qingqian sat on the couch with her coat on.

Bo Yun carefully closed the window, while Ying Yi took a rag from outside and wiped off the footprints left by Bo Yun on the windowsill.

"Miss, I sneaked into Doctor Qi's room and got the letter, but there was a mark on the letter, so I didn't dare to open it casually, fearing that I would be discovered, so I brought it back directly."

As Bo Yun spoke, he took out the envelope from his arms and handed it to An Qingqian.

Yingyi brought over the candlestick, and An Qingqian stood up, took the envelope in his hand and examined it carefully.

The envelope was light yellow and had a blob of dried red ink on the seal. The pattern on it was a bit strange, like a flower, but An Qingqian had never seen such a pattern before.

"Does either of you know what this pattern is?" An Qingqian thought hard for a long time but still had no idea what the pattern was.

"Miss, I haven't seen it either." Yingyi shook her head.

Bo Yun did not speak immediately, but thought for a while before speaking thoughtfully.

"Miss, I seem to have seen this pattern somewhere, but I can't remember where I saw it for the moment."

Bo Yun frowned and thought for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. He patted his head with his hand and asked, "Where have I seen this before?"

An Qingqian and Yingyi looked at each other and didn't say anything to disturb Boyun, just letting her think.

At the same time, An Qingqian also stared at the pattern above, trying to find some clues from it.

"Oh, yes, I remember now." Bo Yun's eyes suddenly lit up.

She looked at An Qingqian and Yingyi, "It's in Prince Yong's Mansion."

"What? Prince Yong's Palace?" An Qingqian was shocked.

"Yes, Miss. I once sneaked into Prince Yong's mansion and saw this pattern in his study. It was embroidered on a handkerchief. At that time, the handkerchief was placed in the most conspicuous position, so I took a closer look and had a little impression of it."

"Miss, do you want to open this letter?" Yingyi saw that An Qingqian looked a little unhappy, and couldn't help but ask.

A fierce look flashed in An Qingqian's eyes, and she did not answer Yingyi's question immediately.

The pattern on the envelope of the letter that Liu Yiyi sent out was the same as the one on Prince Yong’s handkerchief. What does this mean?

This means that Liu Yiyi is most likely the Prince of Yong's man, or in other words, Liu Yiyi's father Liu Qian is the Prince of Yong's man.

Thinking of this possibility and associating it with things from his past life, An Qingqian broke out in a cold sweat.

So, in the previous life, it wasn't Liu Yiyi and Liu Qian who killed her father. The real murderer was most likely Prince Yong? !

No wonder she always felt strange. No matter how much Liu Qian loved his daughter, he would not take such a risk to kill a great general. It turned out that he had the support of Prince Yong behind him!

An Qingqian closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down.

This truth was really hard for her to accept and believe. If the real culprit behind the scenes was Prince Yong, then everything in the previous life would have a traceable origin.

My father died of poison, and I was poisoned by Liu Yiyi and Xue Wanxian.

In her previous life, until her death, she couldn't believe that Liu Yiyi and Xue Wanxian really dared to poison her. It turned out that they had someone to rely on behind the scenes.

An Qingqian was immersed in her own world. The temperature around her was getting lower and lower, and the murderous aura was getting stronger and stronger. Yingyi and Boyun had no idea what An Qingqian was thinking that caused her to have such a violent reaction.

The two men had never seen their young lady lose her composure like this before, and they both stood there in a daze, speechless.

"Miss, Miss?" Yingyi was feeling difficulty breathing due to An Qingqian's powerful aura, and couldn't help but ask.

An Qingqian raised her head, her eyes filled with fierce murderous intent.

Yingyi and Boyun were so scared that they took two steps back.

"I'm fine, you guys go down first, leave the letter here." An Qingqian waved her hands. She couldn't control her emotions at all for the moment, all she needed at this moment was quiet.

Although the two were a little worried, they did not disobey An Qingqian's orders.

After the two of them left, the room became quiet again.

An Qingqian threw the letter on the table, stood up, walked to the window and pushed it open.

Tonight, the moon is clearly visible, but it is mostly covered by dark clouds, and its bright light has dimmed a lot.

An Qingqian looked up at the dimly visible moon and let out a long breath.

Back in her room, she changed into her nightgown and prepared to go to Prince Yong's Mansion.

She wanted to make sure whether her guess was true or not, whether it was the truth of her past life.

The Yongwang Mansion was built very lavishly and luxuriously, and the guards inside were also very strict.

However, in An Qingqian's view, these ordinary guards were completely useless.

She had never been here before, so it was still a little difficult for her to find Prince Yong's study.

However, the layout of the prince's mansion has certain specifications and requirements. After visiting two places, she has determined the approximate location of Prince Yong's courtyard.

The guards in Prince Yong's courtyard were not as strict as those in the front yard. An Qingqian knew that Prince Yong must have arranged guards with better martial arts skills to guard here.

An Qingqian walked around the yard and identified several guards hiding in the dark. Taking advantage of their break time, she sneaked directly into Prince Yong's study.

The study was dark, but fortunately An Qingqian had strong internal strength, so this dark environment was no problem at all for her.

She searched the study and noticed a table with calligraphy and some folders on it.

An Qingqian walked straight to the table, picked up the memorials on it and flipped through them. Finding that there was nothing useful in them, she put them down again.

She glanced around the room and noticed a folding screen with a pattern of ladies nearby.

Walking around the screen, there was a soft couch inside, and on the couch, there was a handkerchief.

An Qingqian picked up the handkerchief, and the pattern on it was exactly the same as the one on the envelope.

After confirming this, An Qingqian put the handkerchief back in its place.

While Prince Yong was away, An Qingqian searched his bookshelf but still didn't find anything useful.