"I ...... How would I know. Su Zicong finally came to his senses and excused himself, "I want to ask you, why did your own maid run under my bed?" ”

Seeing that something was wrong, the eldest lady stood up and shouted, "Don't talk nonsense!" Zicong has only returned home for a short time, and he must not know any Piao'er, how could he kill her? Three girls, don't spray people with blood! ”

The eldest lady originally arranged for Liu Piao'er to put something in Su Baixi's room, wanting to take advantage of today's day to annihilate Su Yueming in one fell swoop under the traction of Liu Piao'er, but now it seems that it is impossible, because Su Yueming has already made a preemptive strike, and if she forcibly exposes the things that can lead to Su Yueming's death, people will suspect that she is deliberate.

Now it's up to her mind to find out how to keep her son in front of so many people.

"Look, Miss Three, isn't that the sachet you gave Piao'er half a month ago?" Bi'er inadvertently glanced at something in the corner of Su Zicong's bookcase, and hurriedly ran over, picked up the sachet in front of everyone, and handed it to Su Yueming.

Su Yueming took the sachet in her hand and checked it, as if she thought of something, she lifted the dress around Liu Piaoer's waist a little, only to find that the sachet still had a lanyard left on her body.

"Obviously, this sachet was accidentally ripped off when Piao'er was fighting with someone, if the second brother is not a murderer, how can this sachet be in the second brother's room, I can't say it, mother, I didn't spray people with blood!"

"But what does a sachet say? Why don't you say that someone killed this Piao'er first, and then secretly stuffed it under Zicong's bed, and the sachet accidentally fell off in the process of transporting the corpse. "The eldest lady is worthy of being the eldest lady, and in the face of such a complicated situation, she can calmly overturn Su Yueming's conclusion.

"I see that sachet is bulging, is it containing some letters or something?" Xuanyuan Qilin, who has always been known for being suave and suave, pointed to the sachet in Su Yueming's hand, as if he was very experienced, "Generally speaking, women in Huaichun always like to carry their sweetheart's letters into the sachet, Miss Three, you might as well open it and take a look inside." ”

Having witnessed how Su Yueming strategized several times to hit the enemy with one blow, Xuanyuan Qilin now knows her more and more, seeing that she has been holding the sachet in her hand, she knows that there must be an article in this sachet, so she directed everyone's attention to the sachet for her, which is obviously more convincing than showing the sachet herself.

Su Yueming glanced at him slightly, his eyes blinked, but Su Yueming couldn't help but sigh that Liu Piao'er betrayed her because of Xuanyuan Qilin, but he didn't feel even a little sad about her death.

Thinking about it, Su Yueming lowered her head and opened the sachet-

"There's really letterhead in there." Lu Rong took out the two folded letters that had fallen out of the sachet.

Xuanyuan Qilin took the letter, unfolded it, browsed it from the letter with his eyes, looked at it, couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and said-

"Prime Minister Su, your son wrote a love letter to a woman, and even the king sighed to himself when he saw it, high, really high. Eldest sister, listen to what he wrote: the wide clothes were untied into the curtains, and the lamp was blown with a smile. The golden needle pierced the peach blossom stamen, and he didn't dare to frown in a loud voice. This poem was written by Su Zicong to the dead maid, the title is Piao'er, the signature is Yinde, and Yinde is Su Zicong's words. ”