The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 553
However, in Gao Fenglu’s transcript, everyone said the same thing. The maid Xiaoxiang discovered that the third lady was hanged on the beam in the middle of the second lady’s room. There was an Eight Immortals table under the beam, and there was an overturned bench on the table.

When the third lady died, she was wearing a red dress and red shoes. When everyone rushed to rescue her and put her on the bed, she was already dead.

Tang Nineteen looked up at the beam, which was a very tall and very thick log: "Old man, if it were you, could you hang the third lady's body on the beam by yourself, would you be able to do it?"

"I'm too old to do it."

"I can't do it either, but Gao Feng should be able to, Gao Feng, you come."

"Princess, my servant is here."

"From now on, you find a way to get me up, and I will cooperate with you appropriately."

How dare Gao Feng say, "Princess..."

"I didn't ask you to hang me, you just tried how much effort it would take to get me into that white silk."

Tang Nineteen was obviously serious, Gao Feng hesitated and nodded.

Tang Nineteen relaxed his whole body. When Gao Feng hugged her waist, his face was flushed. Tang Nineteen joked: "Oh, I'm not shy at all. Why are you shy? Hurry up, get down to business, and serve some snacks."

"Yes, princess."

Holding Tang Nineteen in his arms, Gao Feng first climbed onto the table and then onto the chair.

He was a tall and burly man, and ordinary men couldn't match him in strength. It didn't seem very difficult to carry Tang Nineteen onto the table and stool.

Soon, he stuffed Tang Nineteen into the white silk, but he didn't dare to let go at all, and tightly hugged Tang Nineteen's waist.

Tang Nineteen pulled Bai Ling out of his neck and patted Gao Gao on the shoulder: "That's right, let me go down now, let's do it again."

One more time, no one understood what Tang Nineteen meant.

Gao Feng just followed suit, but this time, it didn't go so smoothly.

Tang Nineteen hung limply on his body. It took him a little effort to get her onto the chair, and he had to be on guard at any time, Tang Nineteen fell off him.

The next step is to hang Tang Nineteen into that ring.

Just now, he just hugged Tang Nineteen's knee and gave it away, but now, Tang Nineteen is like a puddle of soft mud, with the weight of his whole body attached to him. He also had to find a way to get that limp, drooping head into the ring.

He was almost in a panic, holding Huanhuan to stabilize his body with one hand, and hugging Tang Nineteen with difficulty with the other hand to send him up.

But a puddle of soft mud is hard to get rid of, unless... strangle Tang Shijiu's neck, fix the limp neck, and lift him up with one hand, but he has the strength, but he doesn't dare.

After a long time, he gave up dejectedly: "Princess, I can't do it as an official."

"That's right." Tang Nineteen finally "let go" of Gao Feng and rubbed his neck, "Master Fu, what kind of tricks have you seen?"

"It can be seen that once a person dies, it is difficult to control the body."

Tang Nineteen jumped off the table and looked up at the beam: "From the route of moving the corpse in the garden, we can see that the murderer is not very strong, so it is impossible to hang the corpse on it by himself."

"Is there another accomplice?"

Tang Nineteen shook his head and denied: "There are really accomplices, why don't we go to carry the corpse together, but have to be dragged by the corpse alone, I think, the murderer must have some way to hang the corpse up first, and then put it in the white From Ayari."

After she finished speaking, she shook her right index finger and began to search in the house.

(End of this chapter)