Chuan Qi

Chapter 203: Friendship is perishable, green apricots are hard to pick

Legend, 203 friendship is perishable, green apricots are hard to pick

Friendship is perishable, green apricot is hard to pick

Miao Yin glanced at Shuangcheng, "This is reasonable. Aunt Niang is shrewd and fluent in her words."

"I heard that foxes and Meizi are smart, but the emperor doesn't like foxes. Mei scheming people," Murong Fong glanced at her, then looked at Shuangcheng, and sneered. "Of course, when it comes to mind, Miss Miao is not too much. ."

Miao Yin didn't say a word, Wuyan seemed to be indisputable in the world, Shuangcheng, she regarded them as enemies, as for Murong Zhen, she did not bother to argue with her. At this time, Shuangcheng faintly replied, "As the old saying goes, a woman without talent is a virtue, and it is really good. I heard that the emperor loves the concubine."

"You scold me for being incompetent?" Murong Jin's expression changed, and she asked Shuangchengzhao angrily.

Lian Yue gave her a hand and smiled: "My palace only knows that you are the emperor's favorite, Jin'er, and Miss Miao is admired by the emperor, and she is all loved by the Queen Mother, and she is her own family. Gu Gu. Niang is a guest, and she is also considered a guest. Just an outsider, why are you anxious with a guest? How can you treat guests like you?"

Murong Tsang turned his anger into joy and looked at Shuangcheng provocatively. Shuangcheng smiled and said, "The princess, slave. The maidservant often hears one sentence, Jun Xin...unpredictable. Ten years in the east of the river, ten years in the Hexi."

After hearing the words for several months, his face changed, Murong Meng stared at the back of Shuangcheng, his eyes narrowed and jealous.

Then there was no other words. According to the confession, the nonsense was held on the chair and stabbed to death!

Everyone entered the Erniu's bedroom and inspected it, only a small amount of dark rust-like color on the ground, which was like splashes, looked at the tables and chairs, and there were a few drops of this color in the crevices of the edges. The bed that had collected bones. Down, also found a trace of rusty black.

Turning back along the road, from the bedroom to the front door of the house, I found a few drops of blood that had been coagulated.

He was accompanied by a confession, and the confession said that at that time, blood must be splashed and Erniu and others scrubbed it, but there were traces in the details, and the scene met the confession.

Smokeless Xiu frowned, "The murderer is really careful, and the layout has long since been flawless."

Lian Yue said: "If Hu Weiguo was transported to this place after his death, this is not the first place of murder, there is a possibility that blood will be left on the road. The murderer must choose to commit the crime at night, blue sky and white day, here is close to the village entrance. People come and go, openly carrying the corpse. It’s impossible. It’s just right to wait until the dead of night to start planting. It’s just black and black, and there are bloodstains falling along the road.

Smoke-free was noncommittal, ignored her for a month, glanced at her, and walked out first.

The two cities are behind, and the tone is still faint, "Since this case happened, many days have passed, not to mention the rain washed away, the blood stains may have been washed away long ago. These two cows are originally a butcher. On weekdays, they kill cattle and sheep. What if there is blood at the entrance of the village."

Lian Yue said coldly: "The girl's meticulousness can be compared to a murderer."

"Don't dare to be." Shuangcheng replied without stunned.

Lian Yu sneered. After that, although everyone didn't say anything on their faces, their attitude was frozen, and the case became even more difficult.

No clues, no flaws. Even if Shuangcheng's previous doubts that "the servants might have known that there were corpses in the courtyard", it only provided evidence for the inference that Huang Tianba and Liao Shanren might be tricky. It's like a blind person who can't see things, but a person who can't see things is not necessarily blind. Maybe he's in the dark, maybe he's closed his eyes.

Although Lian Xin was also curious about the case and found the twists and turns and interesting, she seemed to focus more on other things. When everyone searched in the courtyard, she squatted on the ground and picked up a stick to tease the ants, occasionally asking Lian Yue: Sister, you Say when they can get Ruthless back? Six brothers said they will not kill mercilessly, as long as I am willing to change.

This seemed to be just a royal girl who didn't know the sufferings of the people from beginning to end, and had no compassion at all. No one likes her. Never before, no one wants to die for her.

She is the same since.

Most of the royal children do.

When the ants dodge, she stabbed with a stick and suddenly shouted, "What is this?"

Everyone was taken aback by her, but saw that something similar to a bamboo branch was inserted horizontally in the big hole on the ground. If it hadn't been for Lian Xin's random insertion, they would not have found this thing.

Miaoyin immediately ordered the officers and soldiers to bring it up. The thing seemed to be a bamboo tube. There is a little weight in the hand, it is not hollow, and both ends are stuffed with corks.

A few women didn’t know this thing, but many officers and soldiers and Wo Zuo felt familiar, but Hao Zuo took it, unplugged a plug, sniffed a little, and said in surprise: "These smells...drunk peaches, sheep stalks, hemp leaves... Report it to your mothers, mothers, and aunts, there is a lot of fragrance inside!"

"But how can there be a fragrance here?"

At this point, the letter was broken.

It's like a story that just stopped. Is it too late to write, or is the investigation only here for the time being?

Who on earth wrote this to her?

The description is so detailed, it is like going to the scene in person, but if it comes from the handwriting of one of the women on the scene, it seems that it should not be. Except for Smoke-free, she has no friendship with anyone, and Wu-yan has already broken off relationship with her. How could it be possible? Lian Xin was fine in the past, but now he is no longer involved.

At first glance, no one is possible, but if you think about it carefully, everyone is possible. This person sent the case to her and seemed to want her to participate, but what was the motive? A showdown?

After they came back, Lian Yu had gathered everyone to discuss the case, and she had not forgotten that, that night, the post was brightly lit, and she was the only one who was not found. Then, everyone who had heard of the case knew the investigation.

In addition to the statement of the case, the letter also spent pen and ink describing each person's thoughts, looming, if there is nothing.

Is it intentional or unintentional?

They are euphemistic and delicate, seemingly complaining and sighing, and seem to come from the hands of women; but the men in the post are not simple, I am afraid that none of them can not see the contradictions between several women, adding imaginary descriptions, and more People can't guess who the writer is.

Well, she smiled bitterly, this mysterious person, she couldn't guess it, just like this case, it's awkward, without flaws, and clueless.

She squeezed the bridge of her nose, and suddenly remembered the scene in the prison, the four men and women, old women, old men... miserable, no complaints, and no one to rely on. For a while, I thought of the Feng family's case again. In the end, only the scene of Lian Yuqiang holding Shuangcheng's hands was left in the courtyard that night.

Several things are entangled, dense, and uncomfortable in my heart. Lian Yu will eventually have a harem full of rooms. She is just an orphan waiting to reverse the case. She does not have the tolerance of Murongrong and smokeless, even if it is the twin cities that she does not like. The tolerance.

And even Yu couldn't just love her. Even now, what about the future?

Will not.

Zhao Ting's love is nothing more than that.

At the end, I wiped my hand to the belly of the eye, leaving only wet and cold hands.

At this time, there was a sound of neat and tidy footsteps outside the door, and a dumb cold command was heard, "Keep this place, and no people inside are allowed to enter and leave at will. If there are visitors, you also need to inform the king..."

She was surprised in her heart, thought for a moment, folded the letter paper and put it under her pillow, opened the door and looked at it, but was surprised. The two rows in the courtyard looked at a total of twenty or thirty officers and soldiers, staring fiercely in her direction. Among them, there was only one man in a different costume, Lian Jie. Is he the one who just ordered?

His face looked quite...unkind. Suzhen stood at the door, watching him closely, "Dare to ask Seventh Master, what does this mean?"

Lian Jie sneered, before he could answer. Someone walked in from the front arch and smiled softly: "What do you mean? It means imprisonment. You don't want to give you a shame, but you have to make it clear. It's really boring."

Who can speak in such a tricky tone, who else can anyone except Murong Jong?

Previously, it was unfavorable to search outside for evidence. Today everyone agreed to interrogate the prisoner again, but did not go out. She came over quickly and ordered the girl next to him, "You will bring a pail to Master Li later. This is all. Solved inside."

Suzhen laughed, "This is what Niang Niang and Qi Ye mean? Have you ever asked the emperor?"

Murong Ling sneered, and Lian Jie replied: "Lian Jie has no objection to his request. Li Tixing said that this is meant to ask the emperor for instructions?"

Lian Yu acquiesced... as if someone had received a fist in her heart, Suzhen was shocked, and then realizing something, she slowly asked him, "Qiye told him what happened yesterday?"

Murong Rong shook his heart and asked, "Seventh Master, what happened?"

Lian Jie waved her hand at her, "This matter is related to Brother Liu, and Lian Jie is inconvenient to say more, please forgive me."

He looked back at Suzhen coldly, "Don't you have the right to know about this matter? Don't you forget that he is still a dignified emperor!"

"I'm just... his courtier, who I will meet with, this does not hinder anything, it makes me dissatisfied!"

"It's just a courtier? You've been to the emperor brother's bed. Besides, there are courtiers and courtiers who are ill-intentioned. Why is this order inappropriate?"

"I want to see the emperor."

Lian Jie showed sarcasm, "Then the emperor must be willing to see you. He is not free and will never want to see you. Of course, whoever you want to see is also free, just separated by this courtyard wall."

After he said, he walked away, Murong Meng's eyes were fierce, staring at her for a long time, and suddenly he whispered: "Have you ever kissed the emperor? I understand, because you are like that A Luo!"

"Little Fox Meizi, if you dare to seduce the emperor again, if you dare to enter the palace, I will definitely kill you, Xiaohu Meizi!" She sneered and led the people away.

Like, Murong Jin said what she looks like...

Suzhen was a little bit confused, before she could chew, she waited to ask, and snorted coldly for the first two officers and soldiers, twisted her shoulders, and slammed her in! Suzhen gritted her teeth and got up from the ground. She remembered Murong Tsang saying that Lian Yu had promised, and she remembered that Lian Yu said that she and him are not as good as his friendship with Smokeless, and she also remembered the evasion of Shuangcheng last night, and Lian Yu forced her to stop her. Down, her breathing was stagnant, and her figure moved, she had already pulled out the sabre of a nearby officer and soldier, and the tip of the sword hit the ground to prevent herself from falling down again.

It is not yet time to be embarrassed.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like