Dressed as cannon fodder, fake daughter, she worked hard

Chapter 198 Reaction of all parties

"Is he dead?"

"Should be dead."

Two officials used a stool to turn Qian Xuechao over. Qian Xuechao's body was still soft, so he lay down again after being turned over and shaken.

The first official asked quietly: "Who wants to..."

He made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The new official replied: "I don't know, I just obey the orders of the boss."

"Who does the boss belong to..." He thought of a possibility in his heart and lowered his voice, "Could it be someone from His Royal Highness?"

Qian Xuechao was imprisoned here waiting to be dealt with because he helped the prince to kill others on his own initiative. Everyone knew this well... But without the prince's order, how could he make his own decision?
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that Qian Xuechao was pulled out to take the blame.

So now His Highness the Crown Prince wants to kill people to silence him, it is only reasonable.

"Don't ask so many questions. Walls have ears. I'm going to report to the boss." The new official sent Qian Xuechao to pout, "You can figure it out for yourself. When you think it's about the same time, you should just find out that he's dead, and then tell the higher-ups."

"it is good."

Xiao Huaijing got the news two quarters of an hour later.

After seeing Liang Yongshi's paper note, he casually lit the fire booklet.The tongue of flame was not big, but the speed of devouring the paper was fast, and the soft paper was burnt to fine ashes in a short while, only the residual heat of the flame remained on the fingertips.

Although I don't know what Jiang Xian's purpose is for Qian Xuechao, but the emperor has not ordered the execution of Qian Xuechao for a long time, so he will add some information.

The next day, news of Qian Hanlin committing suicide in fear of crime spread throughout the streets and alleys.

Prince's Mansion.

Xiao Huairen swung all the things on the table to the ground with a snap, the crisp sound of the porcelain and the muffled hum of the wooden utensils were mixed together, the people next to him were startled, but they didn't dare to go forward to persuade them.

Xiao Huairen gave them a gouged look: "What are you doing in a daze?! Find someone to clean up!"

He sat down on the chair with anger, his chest rising and falling.

Qian Xuechao was still waiting for him to save him, how could he commit suicide in fear of crime? !Someone must be making trouble!
As far as Xiao Huairen is concerned, Qian Xuechao has not yet reached the point where he must die.

After all, he has few people under his command. If it is still possible, he will find a way to bring Qian Xuechao out.

It's never too late to shut up when it's absolutely impossible.

But he wasn't angry because Qian Xuechao died, after all, Qian Xuechao's death was not a very important matter - he was angry because he was caught off guard by the news!
At this moment, father must think that this matter was done, even if he didn't blame him, he would feel dissatisfied in his heart.

Who the hell did this and planted it on him!

Xiao Huairen gritted his teeth, wishing to find out the person behind the scenes and eat his flesh alive.

Compared with Xiao Huairen's anger, after the three of Qian's family learned that Qian Xuechao committed suicide in fear of crime, they were more bewildered and painful.

Mrs. Qian was like the sky falling, she looked at Master Qian who was dismissed at home with tears, and cried: "Master, why did Chao'er commit suicide in fear of crime, and he asked us to wait for him to return to the mansion, saying that His Majesty would definitely give him back one." Innocent."

Master Qian's expression was also not good-looking.

Madam Qian was very jealous when she was young, she has only two sons, and the eldest son is still extremely good, so he also feels heartbroken!

But even his official position was dismissed, and he couldn't do anything.

It took Qian Xuelang a long time to react, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Father, mother, elder brother is gone..."

"It's gone..." Madam Qian suddenly covered her face and wept bitterly.

Old and bereaved, why does God treat her like this!

Qian Xuelang supported his mother's shoulder: "Mother, don't worry, even if the eldest brother is gone, there is still me, I will be filial to you!"

Madam Qian stopped crying suddenly, coughed repeatedly, and said while coughing: "No, no, this is not an accident, you must find out the truth and avenge your elder brother!"

Qian Xuelang was startled when he saw his mother's red and fierce eyes.

The screen changes to Xiaoxiang Hall.

Su Ye was also disturbed when he heard the news, of course not because of Qian Xuechao, but because of Bai Su.

She stood up abruptly and went back to her bedroom to change a dress, then hurried to the west alley.

The West Alley was a bit messy, and she walked quickly with her skirt in hand.

Su Ye went all the way to the west, but couldn't find Bai Su's residence for a while, and after many inquiries and searches, he finally arrived in front of Bai Su's door.

The door was simple, as if it could be pushed open with a push, with a rusty ring handle in the middle.

Su Ye was not used to it. After thinking about it, she still didn't touch the handle, and directly raised her hand to knock on the door: "Bai Su, Bai Su? Bai Su, are you inside?"

Su Ye called a few times and no one answered, then turned to ask the aunt who brought her over: "Auntie, are you sure that the girl I said lives here?"

"Yes." Mrs. Pei replied, "Tall and white, with long eyes, and an obvious mole on the side of her face, she is pretty, but a little thin."

Su Ye felt even more uneasy, took a deep breath, and kicked open the crumbling wooden door.

After the scene inside came into view, she didn't have time to take a closer look, so she lifted her skirt to prevent tripping, and ran in quickly.

"Oh." Mrs. Pei looked at the loose lock.

This girl, why is she still kicking someone's door? This repair cost a lot of money.

Su Ye quickly found Bai Su through the small yard, and his heart tightened. He was so frightened that he couldn't help but take a half step back and put his hands on the wall.

Bai Su in front of him was hung on the beam by a drape, his face was red and purple, his eyes were closed, his lips were black, and his toes were hanging straight down.

Su Ye's heart was pounding, she was a little scared, and wanted to go forward to check on the other party's situation.

After hesitating, Aunt Pei also came in, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she gave a "shut" sound, her face turned pale, and she pointed at Bai Su with trembling fingers: "She...is she dead?!"

She was looking at Su Ye's extraordinary attire, and wanted to help the other party and ask for some rewards, but she didn't expect to see such a scene!

Su Ye replied softly: "I don't know."

Su Ye pursed her lips tightly, stepped forward slowly, and hugged Bai Su off the cloak.

When he touched the cold body of the other party, Su Ye's wrist stiffened, and there was a faint smell of decay at the tip of his nose.

Ignoring the smell that penetrated into his nostrils, Su Ye struggled to make Bai Su lie down, and then took out the broken silver and gave it to Aunt Pei who was beside him: "Please go and find the doctor for me."

Mrs. Pei looked at Bai Su: "This girl is dead at first glance, she is so cold, why should she find a doctor, someone to carry the coffin."

Su Ye insisted, and repeated mechanically: "Please help me find the doctor."

"Oh, what a crime this is!"

Aunt Pei slapped her legs and agreed.

The doctor didn't come quickly, during this time there were only Su Ye and Bai Su who had lost his breath in the room.

There seemed to be a cold wind blowing around, Su Ye felt some coolness, and folded his arms.

"Sister Bai Su..." she murmured, "Why are you bothering?"

The scene of reciting poems with Bai Su and learning piano and reciting poems in the past is lingering in my mind. I practiced the piano until my nails turned back, and I recited poems until I felt like throwing up... and when I played chess, I painted on paper. When making trouble.

Su Ye slowly raised his hand and hung it in front of Bai Su, hesitating again and again, before going down to help her tidy up her already messy hair.

Bai Su Jiao's facial features were completely exposed, but her complexion was purple, which still looked a little scary.

(End of this chapter)