After saying a few words, she suddenly turned around and waved her hand, and Feng Chuan followed in.

It was dark and there was no light in the cell.

Ren Yongyu carefully pulled Feng Chuan, and Feng Chuan actually felt the warmth under his thick palm.

There was a hint of warmth in her tiny palms, and the man in front of her was much taller in the dark.

"The people who sent them today are here!"

The little servant who had just squeezed his eyebrows at the door didn't know how many silver taels he had received, and respectfully introduced him to Ren Yongyu.

There were several female prisoners in a cell, Mu Shi didn't care at first when he saw someone coming, he sat with his head down, but when he saw that the person who came was Feng Chuan, he rushed to the cell door like a falcon, looked at Feng Chuan carefully, and confided vaguely, "It's you?" ”

She didn't think that the meeting of Pingshui could make a strange girl pay so much attention to her own affairs.

Feng Chuan nodded, in response, "Shopkeeper Mu, don't ask me why I'm here, I'll ask you a few questions, you must tell the truth, this may prove your innocence." ”

Mu Shi in front of him asked in surprise: "Do you believe that I am innocent?" ”

She couldn't believe her ears, just one thing, why would this girl trust her.

The sincerity in Feng Chuan's eyes suddenly gave Mu Shi hope, she told Feng Chuan that she did have an awkward relationship with Mrs. Xia that day, she came to buy rouge, and a few days ago she specially told herself to help her bring a few boxes of good rouge from Persia, but when that day came, she was picky and said that these things were not worth it.

Mu Shi didn't want to bother to talk more, so he wanted to sell it to others.

But Mrs. Xia didn't give up, and insisted on asking someone to block the door of her shop, and Mu had no choice but to reach out and hit Mrs. Xia, and then Mrs. Xia's men smashed the shop.

"But I swear, I've never killed anyone, I really haven't." Mu Shiqing xù was excited again.

What is that floral cloth bag?

"It's mine, I don't know why I'm next to the dead?"

Feng Chuan learned from Mu's mouth that Mrs. Xia was the wife of the rich man of Dongxiang Wang's family, who had always been arrogant and had no one in her eyes, but she was killed outside her own wall and courtyard that day.

Feng Chuan thought carefully, "Then ...... you?"

"It's time, you guys hurry up."

The jailer behind kept urging, Ren Yongyu shook his head at Feng Chuan, and the two left in a hurry.

On the one hand, Feng Chuan made a qiē for him, and she was very moved.

If you have the opportunity in the future, you will repay Fengchuan well.

The straw mats on the ground were light, the surroundings were cold and damp, and several women had fallen asleep, but Mu Shi remembered a lot of things from the past.

She is not alone, she has a home, but she can't go back; She is not pitiful, the rouge shop is enough for her to live the rest of her life; It's just that life is always missing something.

Eight years ago, her child drowned, and since then she has been kicked out of the house, and later married the Sun family and gave birth to a daughter.

Today, she thinks that no one will know that she is being dragged into prison, and Feng Chuan has no intention of being her hope.

Ren Yongyu walked out of the prison with Feng Chuan, and Feng Chuan pulled out the hand he was holding.

"I'm sorry, I thought ......"

Feng Chuan's face did not change color and said that it didn't matter.

She was still thinking about the cloth bag she had just seen, since it was the shopkeeper Mu and appeared around the deceased, this person must know the grievances between the shopkeeper Mu and Mrs. Xia, but it was a pity that the shopkeeper Mu took care of the shop alone, and there was not even a miscellaneous person, so it was difficult to know who was present that day.

"Rock sugar gourd! Three copper plates in a string. ”

Feng Chuan saw that the old man on the side was shouting, and suddenly remembered something.

Yes, there may be people near the rouge shop who saw a qiēreads of the day;

Ren Yongyu was with him to the end, the shopkeeper was not harsh on weekdays, and he had never been lazy, but fortunately he was lazy today and accompanied Feng Chuan to investigate the case.

The shopkeeper left, but the shop was open, and there was a mess inside, and it seemed that many people took the opportunity to take the rouge back.

Ren Yongyu sighed at Fengchuan, the people were nothing more than this, and took the opportunity to loot the shop.

Feng Chuan entered the shop and looked not far away in the direction of the main entrance, where a vendor was buying ginger tea.

She showed a shallow smile, her face was full of hope, and ran out, "Uncle, are you familiar with the shopkeeper of this shop?" ”

"Shopkeeper Mu? It's not familiar, but I see that she is very kind, and she saved a homeless mother-in-law that day, she is a good person......"

Feng Chuan pointed in the direction of the shop, "Uncle, may I ask if there have been any quarrels or fights here." ”

The old man paused for a moment, and replied again and again, "Yes, this morning, this Mu shopkeeper was escorted away by several officials, to say that this woman is very kind on weekdays, and I don't know how to offend those people." ”

Feng Chuan saw that the old man was real, so he told the truth and persuaded him to say what he saw, otherwise the Mu family would not be able to escape this catastrophe.

The old man shook his head again and again when he heard that Mu Shi might kill someone, claiming that the woman would not do such a thing.

He recalled it carefully, and it took a while before he remembered the quarrel that day.

"I remember, there was indeed a quarrel in the shop one day, and a gorgeously dressed woman suddenly gave the shopkeeper Mu a mouth for some reason." He covered his voice while recalling, "It stands to reason that there shouldn't be a quarrel, maybe the shopkeeper Mu was unwilling, so he returned her mouth, and then the two fought together, and there were many maids next to the woman, and in the end the shopkeeper Mu suffered." ”

The old man sighed as he spoke, and scolded the woman for being unreasonable.

Feng Chuan hurriedly asked the old man to recall the appearance of the maids next to the woman that day, the old man was old, and he only remembered about six or seven maids, all of whom were wearing bright Luo skirts, and he couldn't remember what they looked like.

Mrs. Xia's corpse heard that it was in the Xia Mansion, and if she could see the corpse, she might get more things she wanted to know.

"Brother Yu, are you in a hurry to go back to the shop?"

Ren Yongyu shook her head, she showed a mysterious smile, and then went back to the shop, changed into men's clothes, and put her head on her head, and the two of them brought some silver to Xia's house.

The Xia family had a wide courtyard, and there was an endless stream of people who came to attend the funeral, and the servants at the door did not ask about their identities, Feng Chuan and Ren Yongyu entered it with their heads down.

The words of greetings floated all over the yard, Mr. Xia whined and cried bitterly, and nodded reluctantly when he saw the guests coming, and the maids also cried and mourned, and a pair of children shouted that their mother died unjustly.

"How many of these people are true? How much is fake? ”

Ren Yongyu looked at Feng Chuan, unable to answer for a while, just sighed.

He, helpless, she is too kind and sensual.

She is sad, and the friendship between the world is too exaggerated and turned into a fake.

The two quietly slipped into the mourning hall, and since Feng Chuan opened the museum, she had seen the corpse more than once, disgusting and ugly, and she gradually got used to these