Springfield Lane.

Just after the fifth watch, the servant in charge of purchasing in the Prime Minister's Mansion left the Prime Minister's Mansion through the corner gate and drove to the West Market to buy the freshest supplies in the morning.

Not far away, I saw something swaying in the wind on the plaque at the entrance of the alley. At this time, there was still a layer of darkness hanging in the sky, a hazy layer of blackness. I couldn't see it clearly, so I thought it was a fire. The wind blew the cloth strips, so I thought of getting closer, standing on the top of the carriage, and pulled the cloth strips away to avoid staining the lintel of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

When he got closer, he carefully climbed onto the roof of the car. His hand touched the cloth strip, but it was a hard ball of flesh. He rubbed his eyes, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be a stiff foot, hanging empty. There, his body trembled with fright, he became unsteady and rolled down from the top of the carriage. He limped to the mansion to report the news, completely ignoring his injured legs.

The body was lifted off the plaque, and it was identified that it was indeed Guard Lin.

Guard Lin is the guard brought back from Puzhou by the young lady Yan Yingzhu. On weekdays, he is only responsible for the safety of Yan Yingzhu.

When something happened to him, the news was naturally delivered to Yan Yingzhu's yard.

At this time, Yan Yingzhu was still sleeping soundly.

Hongguo slapped the door curtain and gently called her up. She shouted several times but got no response. She had to raise her voice to wake up Yan Yingzhu.

Yan Yingzhu opened her sleepy eyes, first glanced at her husband beside her, then lifted the thin quilt and got out of bed, hurriedly pushed open the bead curtain, with a dissatisfied look on her face: "Why are you so panicked? Don't you know that my uncle stayed here last night?" ? If you disturb him, you will not be able to eat your good fruit."

Hongguo shrank her head and listened to the scolding, and then said cautiously: "Miss, Guard Lin is dead."

Yan Yingzhu's head was buzzing, and for a moment she thought she had woken up too early and had hallucinations. She looked at Hong Guo in disbelief: "Who do you think is dead?"

Hongguo repeated: "Guard Lin, Guard Lin is dead and is hanging on the plaque at the entrance of the alley. Someone from the front is calling you to go and take a look."

"How could he die? He is from the Prime Minister's Mansion..."

Yan Yingzhu's words came to her mouth but she couldn't say them anymore. What kind of guard was he for the Prime Minister's Mansion? Guard Lin was the guard she brought to Kyoto from Puzhou.

He had no grievances against anyone in Kyoto, so how could he be killed and hung on a plaque at the entrance of the alley?

Yan Yingzhu changed his clothes and went to see Guard Lin with the red fruit. Guard Lin's body was lying in the yard with a roll of straw mat covering it.

Hongguo knelt down and opened the straw mat, revealing his face that was already bruised. There were bruises where the straw mat was rolled up.

The marks were so shocking that Yan Yingzhu couldn't open his eyes.

Suddenly she remembered that Qin Ruizhi once told her that Lin Huwei stabbed her many times in Whirlpool Ridge and strangled her neck.

Now, this miserable situation...

Yan Yingzhu couldn't help but lift up the straw mat without thinking too much. Sure enough, there were many horrific and visible wounds on Guard Lin's body, as well as the strangulation marks on his neck.

He really agreed to Qin Ruizhi's words.

It was her, that's right.

Qin Ruizhi came to Kyoto to seek revenge.

Yan Yingzhu's face turned pale in shock. He staggered back a few steps before he could steady himself. He covered his chest and forced himself to calm down.

Don't panic, absolutely don't panic.

Even if it was Guard Lin that Qin Ruizhi killed, he must not tell anyone, otherwise the Yan family would not be able to cover up the fact that the Yan family set up a trap to ambush Qin Ruizhi in Whirlpool Ridge.Although the Gao family was fully aware of the matter, they suppressed it relying on the reputation of the fourth wife, Sun Xiumin.

If the matter of Qin Ruizhi's murder of Guard Lin is torn apart, then the matter of Mrs. Yan's plot to murder Qin Ruizhi will have to be brought up again, and no one will be left alone.

Yan Yingzhu turned away, waved his hand and said, "Lin Huwei has no family or parents. Buy a coffin and bury him."

"Then do you want to report it to the official?" the steward of the Su Mansion asked, and the young lady would be escorted at any time, but after all, there was a murder case, and this kind of death was not like an accident, but more like seeking revenge.

Yan Yingzhu was as frightened as a bird, and hurriedly waved his hands and said: "No need, he must have made some enemies outside and got into trouble. Since the person is dead, don't create extra trouble to avoid causing trouble to the prime minister's office."

Since Yan Yingzhu didn't want to pursue the matter, he made it a trivial matter. While no one was watching, he hurriedly gathered Guard Lin, wrapped him in a straw mat, and threw him into a mass grave outside the city.

I thought that hanging Huwei Lin from the plaque at the entrance of Springfield Alley would cause an uproar in Kyoto, but I didn't expect that it would be like throwing a stone into the sea.

A little too calm.

Qin Ruizhi thought that the Su Mansion would report it to the officials and order someone to investigate the murder case, or that Yan Yingzhu would send someone to check on the Gao family, but nothing happened.

Fortunately, she found the eldest lady Han as a shield.

But Yan Yingzhu didn't come, but Sun Xiumin came to Gaofu and went directly to Qin Ruizhi's Caiyun Courtyard.

He was full of momentum when he first entered the house, but his steps were empty when he entered Caiyun Court. Sun Xiumin walked to Qin Ruizhi with difficult steps.

Qin Ruizhi was cleaning the sword, and the gold brocade cloth carefully wiped every inch of the sword. She raised her eyebrows and glanced at Sun Xiumin, and said in a cold tone: "Aunt, sit down."

Sun Xiumin sat down opposite Qin Ruizhi and watched her wiping her swords. Her heart trembled. Was it these swords that killed Guard Lin?

She didn't dare to ask this question, for fear that Qin Ruizhi would admit it accidentally.

"Ruizhi, you went to see your brother yesterday. How is his injury?"

Without raising her head, Qin Ruizhi stuffed the long sword into the scabbard and began to wipe the short sword. While wiping, she responded: "I'm still lying on the bed, scraping bones and healing wounds. It hasn't been a year and a half." Zai won’t get better.”

"It's so serious?" Sun Xiumin was distracted.

"Yeah, aunt didn't go and have a look?"

Qin Ruizhi asked casually, then suddenly wiped her sword and suddenly remembered that she went to the Qin Mansion every day, and it seemed that she had never heard Qin Qingyue mention his aunt.

Sun Xiumin's face became even more ugly, "There are too many things in the house, and I haven't found time to see him yet. The child is seriously injured, so we should go and see him."

"Oh." Qin Ruizhi only felt it was ironic that she could go see it if she wanted to. Why couldn't she find the time? It was just that she didn't want to go.

As if he wanted her not to come to the stage, Qin Ruizhi said: "It's better to go see him now than to choose another day. Originally, I also wanted to see him. If my aunt is fine, she can go with me." "

With that said, Qin Ruizhi put away her swords and stood up to leave. Sun Xiumin stopped her, her eyes were red and she said sadly: "Ruizhi, your aunt raised you up, do you have to be in trouble with your aunt?"

Qin Ruizhi seemed to have heard a huge joke, "Aunt, when you forced me to settle the matter for your biological sister, I told you that I didn't owe you anymore, so why did you say it was so difficult?"


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