Chapter 144: Chen Cijiu is dead, the primary suspect

"Who did you say?"

"Who is dead?!"

"Did I hear that right?!"

Hearing this familiar yet unexpected name, even with Chen Yan's composure, he couldn't help but be shocked.

There was no sadness, only extreme confusion...

Why wasn't it someone else who died, but precisely that boy?

"That guy full of bad water actually died just like that?!" Zhu Yi heard this, also full of astonishment, and thought to himself.

"Young Master, you didn't hear wrong, and I didn't say wrong..."

"The one who died is Chen Cijiu!"

"Without a doubt!"

Qingyu raised her little head, her big watery eyes wide open, her pretty face full of seriousness.

At first, she also felt it was unbelievable...

But the Duke of Wei was sitting inside, how could it be fake?

That biased father loved his two sons the most; it was absolutely impossible for him to come to the Chen residence to play such a joke.

"No wonder!"

"I was wondering why he, the Duke of Wei, would be willing to take the initiative to come to our residence..."

"So that's it!"

Chen Yan raised his hand, gently rubbed Qingyu's hair, smiled indifferently, and sighed.

You have to know that for so long, no matter how many times he had kicked the Duke of Wei's mansion, this biological father of Chen Mouren had never come once...

And this visit was highly likely stimulated by Chen Cijiu's death, coming to hold him accountable, coming to find him, the "culprit," to demand a life.

Everything became reasonable.

"Young Master, are you going to see him?" Qingyu tugged at Chen Yan's sleeve and asked tentatively.

"See him!"

Chen Yan did not hesitate at all and blurted out.

He paused, changed the subject, and continued: "But not now..."

"Let him wait!"

He would definitely watch the fun, and he would definitely rub salt into the wound, but there was no need to rush.

Anyway, it wasn't he who was anxious; let him wait slowly...

As his voice fell.

Chen Yan raised his hand and patted Qingyu's rear, stretched, and strode toward the backyard.

Dantai Mingyue's room.

"A Yan, why did you come to me?"

Dantai Mingyue was flipping through piles of account books on the table; the light in front of her was suddenly blocked by a figure, and she glanced at it from the corner of her eye and asked.

"Why?"

"Do you not welcome me?"

Chen Yan leaned lazily against the table, flicked the chin of the little chili pepper with his fingertip, and said playfully.

"No."

Dantai Mingyue closed the account book in her hand, pursed her lips toward the direction of the reception hall, and said: "Isn't that person waiting to see you?"

"He came a long time ago..."

When Chen Tongyuan first arrived at the Chen residence, it was Dantai Mingyue who received him, and he opened his mouth to see Chen Yan.

She said he wasn't there, but he insisted on waiting in the residence.

Because of his status, and because these matters were quite important and required Chen Yan to decide personally, Dantai Mingyue found it difficult to drive him away.

So she settled Chen Tongyuan in the reception hall, ordered tea to be served, and waited quietly for her master to return.

"I know."

Chen Yan nodded, the corners of his mouth rising slightly, and he pulled over a stool and sat down, "No rush!"

As he spoke, his right hand gently brushed against the woman's delicate cheek.

"Hmm."

Dantai Mingyue replied, sniffed lightly with her nose, and said: "You drank quite a bit, didn't you?"

"I'll go cook you a bowl of hangover soup..."

Dantai Mingyue supported Chen Yan's decisions unconditionally.

It was just that the strong smell of alcohol on his body made her worry that heavy drinking would hurt his health...

"Bring another bowl of hot tangyuan..."

"I want to eat something sweet!"

Chen Yan supported his face with his hand, smacked his lips, and said.

"Good."

"Wait..."

Dantai Mingyue's beautiful eyes were full of tenderness and doting, and she stood up and left with lotus steps.

"Chen Cijiu is dead..."

"It couldn't be an accident, nor could it be sudden death..."

"Who could have killed him in the Duke of Wei's mansion?"

Chen Yan restrained his lazy look, his brain began to spin rapidly, and he analyzed this sudden situation.

Chen Cijiu's death was a bit unexpected.

He was supported by the State Duke Mansion, so his body was naturally extremely strong; the possibility of sudden death was almost zero.

Don't look at how many times Chen Yan had beaten him; in fact, they were all superficial injuries, and to play for a long time, he hadn't left any internal injuries.

Chen Tongyuan being able to come to the door also showed that it was definitely not an accident.

It must have been premeditated murder...

"Although the Duke of Wei's mansion has been taken by me as I pleased, it is not an unguarded place..."

"It's hard from the outside; it can only be an internal cause!"

Chen Yan stroked his forehead, drooping his eyelids, and muttered to himself.

Don't look at how the Duke of Wei's mansion had been stepped on by him time and time again, repeatedly manipulated and rubbed, but the personal guards left by the Old Master were not to be trifled with.

They just didn't dare and didn't want to conflict with the Mingjing Si...

It was more like an inside job by someone familiar, who had figured out Chen Cijiu's daily routine and easily murdered him in the mansion.

After Chen Yan sorted out the context, his gaze sharpened, a cold sneer hooked at the corner of his mouth, and he said playfully: "Given my relationship with the Duke of Wei's mansion, with Chen Cijiu dead like this, the first suspect, and the only possible one, is me!"

"Who could have bounced the abacus beads onto my face?"

Pinning the blame on him was actually quite clever...

It was just that this feeling of being calculated by others and having to be the scapegoat for someone else was not pleasant at all!

"A Yan, here is the hangover soup and tangyuan..."

Just as Chen Yan was lost in thought, Dantai Mingyue walked back with a tray holding two small bowls, pushed the hangover soup to him first, and said softly: "The hangover soup is warm; drink it first before eating the tangyuan..."

"Hmm."

Chen Yan replied, noticed the little chili pepper's hesitant expression, drank the hangover soup in one gulp, and laughed: "With that expression, if you have anything you want to ask, just say it!"

"There are no outsiders in the room..."

After saying that, he reached out and took the bowl containing the tangyuan, stirring it gently with a spoon.

"Chen Cijiu was not killed by you!" Dantai Mingyue said expressionlessly, in a low and decisive voice.

"Oh?"

Chen Yan heard this, raised his brows, looked at Dantai Mingyue with great interest, and said playfully: "Are you so sure?"

"I have seen how busy you have been lately..."

Dantai Mingyue moved slightly and sat on Chen Yan's right side, saying: "You simply have no leisure time to spend effort on this."

She paused, then continued: "Besides, if you wanted to take action, you would have done so long ago; you wouldn't choose this method..."

After returning to Chang'an from Qinzhou, this man of hers first dealt with his stepmother's family, then raided the Wangchuan Gambling Hall, and also dealt with the Wen family.

Today he went to the Pei Clan again, and at night he often locked himself in the study, writing some policy proposals, some "Guan-style promotion," and even found time to do some so-called "experiments"...

He was so busy every day that his feet didn't touch the ground; it was hard for him to have extra leisure to spend effort on such unimportant matters.

Furthermore, the method of death that could bring the Duke of Wei to his door at once clearly couldn't have been done by her man...

If it were real, he would definitely not let the Duke of Wei catch any handle.

"My little chili pepper is quite smart..."

Chen Yan laughed, scooped up a tangyuan, and fed it to Dantai Mingyue's lips, "Reward for a tangyuan!"

"Then who do you think wants to frame you?" Dantai Mingyue opened her mouth to bite the tangyuan, chewed slightly, swallowed, and asked.

"I have some direction, but I still need to have someone investigate..." Chen Yan smiled indifferently and said truthfully.

Chen Yan could lock it down; eight or nine out of ten it was an inside job in the Duke of Wei's mansion.

For the sake of safety, he still had to investigate.

"That's it..." Dantai Mingyue nodded, "Then when are you prepared to go see the Duke of Wei?"

"After finishing this bowl of tangyuan..." Chen Yan shook the bowl in his hand gently.

Inside the reception hall.

"What on earth did Chen Yan go do?"

"Why hasn't he returned to the residence yet?"

At this very moment, Chen Tongyuan was restless, sitting on pins and needles, pacing back and forth constantly.

He had never been so desperate to see Chen Yan.

"Duke of Wei, please calm down, and please have some more tea!" Wen Run held the teacup and said.

"Where is Chen Yan?"

"When on earth will he be back?"

Chen Tongyuan was exceptionally anxious and had no heart to drink tea.

"My Young Master will return when he should return!" Wen Run said.

Just as Chen Tongyuan was restless, a familiar playful voice came from outside the hall:

"Yo!"

"Duke of Wei, a rare guest!"

"Are you here to hold me accountable?" ===== CHAPTER 145 =====