Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 577 Yu'er Suspectedly Pregnant (2)
The emperor personally ordered that Shuntian Mansion dare not be negligent, and dispatched officials to visit the capital, looking for clues left by the murderer.

On the night of Mu Xuelian's accident, it was the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month. The government servants asked the nearby residents in the place where the carriage of Wei Guogong's mansion had been found. There was a street there, and all the people who were questioned were businessmen. At the door, I asked and recorded while holding a pen. The scene was very spectacular.

"Where are you on the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month ([-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m.)?" The bodies of the servant girl and coachman of Duke Wei's mansion were discovered at Xu time ([-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m.).

"After entering the Layue Gate, it was very cold. There were many customers during the day, but when it got dark, there were very few customers. The shop was closed at Youshi, and I went home..."

The shopkeepers and shopkeepers of the shops on the street mostly do business during the day and go home to live at night. They rarely live in the shops. After asking for a long time, the shopkeepers and shopkeepers all gave similar answers, and did not get any useful information.

"The common people know to go home after dark. You said, Miss Mu, why is she still wandering in the street after dark?" On the side of the street, several yamen servants gathered together, whispering and sighing heavily.

"That's right, if you go home early, nothing will happen..." Another yamen servant sighed.

"Okay, don't sigh, things have happened, Miss Mu was killed, the emperor issued an order, we must find evidence as soon as possible to solve the case!" A yamen servant looked around: "The shopkeeper over there , The buddy hasn’t asked yet, let’s go ask and see if we can find some clues..."

"Okay, let's go, let's go!" The yamen servants cheered up and walked slowly to ask. On the street, an old man in common clothes with a gray beard and hair passed them by. The old man's complexion instantly became serious after the discussion of the few people. He quietly looked at the yamen servant. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the old man secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly turned into the nearest alley...

The old man's house is at the innermost end of the alley, very simple and simple. After entering the house, the old man quickly closed the door, leaning his back against the wooden gate, and heaved a long sigh of relief: Fortunately, they didn't find the clue...

After a short rest, the old man stood up and walked towards the main room. Suddenly, a black figure descended from the sky and gently landed in front of the old man. The old man was startled: "Who are you?"

The man in black looked coldly: "What did you see on the street on the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month?"

The old man was shocked on the spot, and it took him a long time to react, his eyes flickered unnaturally: "I didn't see anything, I really didn't see anything..."

"Scrape!" The man in black raised his hand, and the long sword came out of its sheath. The sharp blade lay across the old man's neck, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "If you don't tell the truth, I will kill you!"

The icy sword blade was close to his neck, the slightest coldness seeped into his skin, all the hairs stood on end, as long as the man in black exerted a little force, the old man's skin would be cut: "Hero man, spare your life, spare your life!" The old man knelt On the ground, beg for mercy.

"To be honest, I'll let you go!" The man in black's voice was cold and emotionless.

The old man hesitated again, the eyes of the man in black turned cold, and the long sword in his hand used a little force, the blade cut through the skin, and bright red blood flowed down the blade.

There was a burning pain in the neck. The old man was terrified and shouted: "I'm telling the truth, I'm telling the truth. On the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, I saw the carriage of Wei Guogong's mansion and the carriage of Chu Xuan Wang's mansion together..."

The man in black's eyes darkened slightly, and he used his long sword again: "Be clear, what do you mean two carriages are together?"

"It's the carriage of Prince Chuxuan's mansion and the carriage of Wei Guogong's mansion next to each other!" The old man looked helplessly, the meaning was easy to understand, why couldn't he understand.

"And then?" the man in black pressed again.

"Then the carriage ran away and disappeared!" The helplessness in the old man's eyes became more intense: the matter is as simple as that.

"Did nothing else happen between the two carriages?" The man in black couldn't believe it was so simple.

"My man, when I came back from drinking, the carriages of Prince Chuxuan's Mansion and the Duke of Wei's Mansion were indeed side by side, but in winter, the noble carriages were all covered with thick curtains, so I don't know what happened inside them. "

The old man’s eyes were full of innocence: “Later, the carriage of King Chuxuan’s mansion left, and the carriage of Duke Wei’s mansion did not move. The wind was biting, and the street was not a place for people to stay, so I ran home quickly. , I heard the news that Wei Guogong’s servants were killed and the eldest lady disappeared..."

The man in black had deep eyes: "Are you sure that the two carriages belong to Duke Wei's Mansion and Prince Chuxuan's Mansion?"

"Of course I'm sure!" The old man's cloudy eyes sparkled: "Looking at the capital, among other things, I can clearly distinguish the logos of the nobles, and when I see their carriages, they always take a detour!" Offended the nobles, but no good results.

"Are you sure that day is the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month!" There was a cold light in the eyes of the man in black.

"The sixth day of the twelfth lunar month is my birthday. I can't remember it wrong. Drinking with people in the afternoon is to celebrate my birthday!" me!"

The man in black turned his head and met the old man's pitiful eyes. He flipped his wrist, retracted his long sword, and said coldly, "If you want to survive, don't mention it to anyone today!"

"Understood, understood!" The old man kept nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice. Although he was old, he still wanted to live a few more years.

A figure flashed in front of him, and the man in black disappeared without a trace, leaving only the old man in the whole yard.

The old man's obsequious face immediately sank. He gently wiped the injured neck with his fingers, and raised it to his eyes. Half of his hand was bleeding, and a meaningful smile rose from the corner of his mouth. He successfully deceived that person. His blood was not in vain!
After walking a few steps, the old man came to a large vat in the corner, opened the cap, and there was a person lying inside, just like the old man, with gray hair and beard, eyes closed tightly, and a blood hole on his forehead, which was shocking, but the blood had already Dry, the man was not breathing.

The old man sneered, took off his gray hair and beard, and suddenly, a young, handsome face appeared in the sun...

(End of this chapter)