Long Yue looked at Yi Pin with a smile, her face turning unsightly, and turned to Qi Yun, saying, "Your Majesty, perhaps you should have someone search this room again; maybe more things can be found?"
Uh...
Qi Yun's mouth twitched slightly; is the tone not quite right?
Everyone else was praying for no more searching, fearing they couldn't clean up the mess, yet she actively requested a search?
But since Long Yue said so, he, as the Emperor, naturally couldn't be partial and cover up.
As a result, a few eunuchs went in for a search.
Sure enough, there were indeed other things inside.
Needles and threads for making dolls, stuffing cotton, and some writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.
"This is Yangchun paper. I remember... Mr. Li seems to like using Yangchun paper, right?"
Yi Pin glanced at Li Qingmu faintly.
"So what? Based on these things, does Yi Pin believe that Yu Pin's death is related to my wife? Isn't that absurd?"
