"Except for whom?"

Master Qiao looked at Feng Chuan and lowered his voice, "Except for my nephew, Qiao Shaokang." ”

He keeps his head down as he speaks, doesn't he?

Feng Chuan didn't care about the number of courtesies, and asked, "What is their relationship?" ”

She was like a god, and Master Qiao had just gotten her tongue, thinking that the two of them were not as simple as cousins.

"It doesn't matter!"

Mr. Qiao, who had just gotten up, sat down, and the chair creaked.

Feng Chuan was not in a hurry, and told a story, saying that once upon a time, there was a couple who were together despite the opposition of the family, but later the two found out that they were separated brother and sister.

"You ......," Master Qiao finally spoke, "how do you know?" ”

"Master Qiao is a straightforward person at first glance, but he just spoke in a hurry, he must have something to hide, isn't it?" Feng Chuan looked at Master Qiao sincerely, "I hope you can tell the truth." ”

Master Qiao sighed one after another, and had to tell the truth, his nephew had mixed thoughts about Simeng, but Simeng knew the etiquette of family teaching, and always avoided it, two days ago he came to visit him, Simeng happened to meet, the two talked for a quarter of an hour, and then separated, and then nothing abnormal happened, and he didn't think much about it, who knew that his daughter suddenly committed suicide?

"Can you find Qiao Shaokang?"

Master Qiao clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said Of course, he ordered the slave to go to Shaokang to confront him.

He waited quietly for two hours, during which he didn't say a word, just sat there and reads.

Suddenly there was a knock outside the door.

A few minions greeted each other, crying one after another.

The people who walked in wiped their tears, the man shook his shirt and hugged his fist to worship Master Qiao, and the woman cried and wiped her tears, saying that God is so unfair. The man behind him looked surprised, "My sister was fine a few days ago, how can you say that it is gone?" ”

Master Qiao wiped his tears while enduring his grief and asked the man, "Shaokang, what did you say to Simeng that day?" ”

The man panicked and shook his head desperately at Master Qiao, and the man in front turned around and looked at him fiercely, "Kang'er, what's the matter?" ”

Several people gathered around, and their eyes focused on Qiao Shaokang alone.

He didn't know what to say, and for a moment he denied that he had spoken.

Feng Chuan was afraid that he was bluffed when he looked at him.

"It's better to ask him again later."

Feng Chuan turned around and left, letting Master Qiao chat with the second master, and she turned to look at Miss Qiao's body.

Feng Chuan sometimes wondered, why wasn't he afraid of these dead people? There are even times when I feel that although the dead cannot move, I can still communicate with them, and they will not lie.

She took one of Miss Qiao's hands and watched carefully.

Everything from the thumb to the little finger is normal, except that ......

Feng Chuan saw her hand and realized something.

She walked out of the door and saw that Mrs. was still crying, so she stepped forward to comfort: "Mrs. Qiao should take care of her body, people are gone, and those who are alive should live better!" ”

Before Mrs. had time to ask Feng Chuan what to do, she fell into another bitter cry, Feng Chuan gently took Mrs. 's hand, and then comforted, chatted a few words, Miao on the side was sharp-eyed, staring at the shadow, and walked over with his feet: "Yo, who is this?" ”

Feng Chuan looked at her, "This girl, Feng Chuan, came to see Miss Qiao for the last time." ”

Miao smacked his lips and hummed his nose and read, where did this fox come from.

"The second lady seems to dislike the eldest lady, right?"

Feng Chuan's words made Miao raise his slap, but fortunately, Feng Chuan was clever enough to block it with his hand.

She was reasonable, "Where did the dead girl come from, she actually sow discord, I will beat you to death." ”

A few maids grabbed her and whispered to remind the master that he was in the house, so she endured the fire.

Feng Chuan sniffed a few times, sniffed, and gradually got closer and said: "The taste of the best water rouge is really different, elegant, fresh, the second lady is really a blessing." ”

She is ignorant of the world, but now she shows a proud smile, admiring the master who loves her the most.

Feng Chuan saw her outfit in his eyes and remembered it in his heart.

This water rouge is about the same as the aroma on Qiao Simeng's face, if Qiao Simeng is really victimized, then the second lady is likely to be the murderer.

Master Qiao came out of the house with red eyes, followed by the second master and his wife.

"What's the noise?"

The second lady, who was like a tigress just now, became coquettish at this moment, "Master, I'm also sad, Mengmeng just left, just such a girl talked nonsense, I feel sad." ”

"Mengmeng is gone, don't keep yelling, it's annoying."

"Sir—"

The second lady didn't dare to make a sound, stood aside, and Master Qiao walked by and took Second Master Qiao to the mourning hall.

Feng Chuan followed behind and saw Miss Qiao again.

Ghost makeup? Feng Chuan thought that these makeup things would definitely leave clues.

When everyone was crying, she took the opportunity to wipe the makeup powder on Miss Qiao's face with a handkerchief, and put the handkerchief into her sleeve.

Feng Chuan looked at Miss Qiao carefully and noticed a detail, her lips were a little strange, although they were wrapped in fiery red, she could still see that her lips were very thick, and there were some traces of redness and swelling around her.

The maid on the side kept following Feng Chuan, "Are you Miss Qiao's personal maid?" ”

The woman shook her head and said that she was the maid of the lord and the lady, and if the eldest lady had an accident, the lord asked him to help find someone to help with the pawn.

"That'...... What about the maid who serves the eldest lady on weekdays? ”

She sighed, the girl has been sick since she saw the hanged lady, the high fever does not go away, she talks nonsense all day long, and the old man also said that he wants to find someone to see, is it evil?

Feng Chuan asked the maid to take her to take a look.

Pushing open the door, I walked dozens of steps and saw the maid.

The little maid beside her was surprised when she saw Feng Chuan and the others coming.

After a while, I saw the maid behind me and politely called my sister.

"This girl has come to see Xiaoju."

The maid nodded, then turned sideways and gave way.

The two walked to the maid's couch, and Feng Chuan spoke: "How are you?" ”

She nodded slightly, and seemed to be much better.

Seeing that she was in good spirits, Feng Chuan indirectly asked about Miss Qiao.

"On weekdays, you're always serving Miss, aren't you?"

The maid nodded slightly, with tears in her eyes, "Miss said that I was honest and obedient, so as soon as I asked me to pawn, the other subordinates also did some trivial things to fetch water and clean up the house." ”

Her voice was hoarse and her eyes were red, Feng Chuan brought tea from the side and let her drink some.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Feng Chuan noticed that the maid's right index finger was bandaged.

She looked at Feng Chuan and pushed the tea, "That day, I helped the young lady move the vase, and I was accidentally cut by a fragment." ”

"Can I take a look at your wounds?"

Xiaoju stretched out her hand, Feng Chuan was surprised, although she was a maid, her palms were not rough, and Miss Xiang was reluctant to let her do rough work