Chapter 197: Destiny Belly Black Husband's counterattack

"I've seen Young Lady Yu." Both men stood up at the same time, and said in the compilation.

"The folk woman Yan Rubing has seen two adults." The woman looked at Yu Xiangfeng coldly, and sat in the main seat on the other side with the support of the maid.

"If it weren't for the fact that it was to find out the truth of the incident, this official wouldn't want to alarm Young Lady Yu." Tatsu right is the right color road.

"I don't know what Mrs. Ben can help the two adults?"

Yu Xiangfeng looked at her lady tremblingly, and now her mood was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, completely missing the crazy appearance of a few days ago.

"Dare to ask, what was wrong with Ling Zun before she died, when did you find out that she was dead."

Hearing the sound, Yan Rubing raised her eyes, and tears fell like soulless, dripping on her hands.

"The day before yesterday, in fact, Mrs. Ben can't remember too clearly, at that time, my mother had just drunk medicine, day by day, Mrs. Ben was pregnant, and took care of my mother day after day, so she was too tired, so she slept in her room, and when she woke up again, it was two hours later, at that time... Mother kissed her, and she was already out of breath. ”

"I just asked Mother Xu how sick she is, can she get out of bed, can she walk around?"

Faced with Chen You's question, Yan Rubing pinched the silk handkerchief, wiped away her tears, and shook her head.

"Can she still speak, is she sober?" Ning Xiaoxiao asked casually as she walked around.

"Mother, since she was beaten on the board, she has been burned so badly, she can talk nonsense, she can't move, she just keeps spreading out on the bed and shouting pain, my lord, who would do this to such a woman, please my lord, we must find out the murderer and be the master of the people's women."

Yan Rubing said it sincerely, it didn't look like she was lying, Ning Xiaoxiao suddenly walked over and greeted her with a smile: "I wonder if Young Lady Yu can take this official to take a look, the last room where Ling Zun slept before he died?" ”

"Yes, Xiao Jin, you can take the adults there."

"Yes, ma'am, please."

Ning Xiaoxiao just stepped out of the door, turned around and winked mischievously at Lord Chenyou, "Lord Chenyou, when the official has seen the scene of the murder, he will go back to sleep first, and if he stays up late, there will be spots." ”

If it weren't for the fact that there were outsiders, Lord Chenyou would definitely reply to him, get out.

"Don't be surprised by Lord Yu, his temperament is like this, no malice, no biting, no biting."

Hearing this, Yu Xiangfeng looked back at Yan Rubing in surprise, only to see that there were some blood stains hidden in the woman's handkerchief.

The night was too hazy, and the place where the lantern could illuminate was too small.

"Sister maid, are your adults and young ladies having an awkward quarrel?" Ning Xiaoxiao suddenly stretched her head over, a bewitching smiling face, and Xiao Jin's soul that smiled like a spring breeze was almost gone.

"No, nothing." The little girl blushed and turned her face slightly.

"Really, the wound on the adult's face must have been beaten by his mother."

"No, it's not." As soon as she exited, the little maid regretted it, "My lord, Xiao Jin only told you about this matter, you must not tell others, it was Xiao Jin who said it." ”

"Okay, you say." He pretended to be affectionate and put his ears together, and his eyes widened, "It's really fake, your wife is so fierce." ”

"My lord, shhhh

"Say one, don't be afraid to say two more, is the relationship between the young lady and her mother good?"

Xiao Jin hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Actually, the day before the accident, Xiao Jin passed by this room and heard the young lady arguing with her own mother. ”

"But didn't your wife say that her own mother was already sick and couldn't speak clearly?"

Xiao Jin pushed open the door and said mysteriously:

"My lord, that lady lied to you, since Mrs. Yan was angry in the Yan family and was beaten, she has been holding a grudge, and she has been abusing the eldest lady of the Yan family every day, Mrs. may not want to publicize the ugliness of the family, so she didn't tell you."

Ning Xiaoxiao stepped into the threshold and looked around thoughtfully.

"So, if she is poisoned, she should be able to scream, she can scold people, and she is not very sick."

"Madame slept here at the time, but she was too sick to get out of bed, but it is true that she eats and drinks Lazar and relies on us maids to take care of her."

He looked thoughtfully at the rooftop, recreating the scene in his mind.

"Has anyone ever been in or out of this room since your wife went out?"

"Nope."

Xiao Jin thought about it and shook his head.

"So sure?"

Ning Xiaoxiao looked back in shock.

"Well, the medicine prescribed by the doctor to Mrs. Yan has the effect of calming the nerves, every day at about three o'clock, the young lady feeds the medicine, and will tell us to come out lightly, she said that Mrs. Yan is in a light sleep, and she can't hear any movement, otherwise she won't be able to sleep." The maid thought earnestly.

"In other words, she shouldn't have died before the three quarters of the unitary hour, so after she died, did anyone clean up this room?" Ning Xiaoxiao asked while analyzing.

"No, there have been people dead here, the Taoist priest invited by Old Madam Yu said that it is best to seal this room, so you may be the first person to enter this room after the body is carried out."

As soon as the words fell, a gust of cold wind blew leisurely, blowing up a few long hairs on the pillow, Ning Xiaoxiao, who was delicate, picked up these long hairs and asked, "The young lady's mother-in-law, does she often lose her hair?" ”

"My lord, is there anything strange about this, women lose their hair."

Suddenly, Xiao Jin raised his hand and touched his head, and when he opened his hand again, there were already a few more strands of hair in his palm, and there was dandruff on it, seeing this, Ning Xiaoxiao suddenly had goosebumps all over her body, and screamed:

"How do you... It's so dirty, it's so dirty, I can't stand it..."

Looking at Ning Xiaoxiao, who was instantly motherly, the maid Xiaojin was dumbfounded, carrying a lantern, and watched the bewitching-looking, tall and burly man, in order to stay away from him, he escaped in a smoke.

Sure enough, sometimes, men's instincts are also accurate.

The next morning, an extremely ominous thing happened at the gate of the Yan family.

The Ninth Prince, who has always been domineering and fierce, unexpectedly took off a suit of armor, dressed in white clothes, and stood at the gate of the Yan family with a smile, patiently waiting for Shunhua to come out.

"I don't know if the Nine Princes are coming, and I won't welcome you from afar."

The Ninth Prince looked at Shunhua's hair scattered over her shoulders, and when he saw that she hadn't combed her hair in a bun, he lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth, and glanced at Fu Muhibiscus proudly.

"Childe, how can the Ninth Prince dress exactly the same as you, even the hairband is the same color." The little scholar couldn't help but mutter, "Is he stealing from you?" ”

Fu Mujin looked at the clothes of the Nine Princes expressionlessly, and stood aside silently, as if he wanted to find out the opponent's intentions and stood still.

"This king came here today for two things, the first is to give a gift to the eldest lady of the Yan family."

After that, the Nine Princes bowed a little and got out of the way.

"Gifts?"

Shunhua raised his eyebrows slightly, got up early in the morning, and actually received a gift.

"Lin Dong is coming!"

"The end will be."

As soon as the words landed, the red cloth on the carriage was lifted at the same time.

She walked slowly towards the carriage, and found that the carriage was full of hibiscus flowers, and there were ten carts, each of which was very beautiful, delicate, and lovely.

"Every flower here is from the year when the king met you, year by year, send people to plant, cut branches and leaves, in order to let you one day to the king's mansion, personally witness their beauty, swim in the sea of flowers, unfortunately, the will of heaven makes people, now, the king can only bring them, personally give them to you, I hope you see them, can remember the king's affection."

The Nine Princes looked at Shun Hua sincerely, smiled, and silently hid the cheat sheet secretly written in his palm.

Seeing this, the little scholar pulled his son's clothes and said, "Childe, look how green those leaves are, piled together, like a hat." ”

Fu Muhibiscus had a calm face, frowned slightly, and stepped forward.

"Steward Gu, there are not so many places in the house, let's plant it in the medicine house, such a good flower, it needs more people to appreciate it."

"Yes, uncle." Steward Gu nodded, turned around and ordered to go down, and pulled the carriage away.

The Nine Princes watched as the things he had spent most of the day coming up with were just stirred up, and he gritted his teeth and became angry.

"Lord Wang, don't you think so?"

Fu Mujin lightly pursed his lips and smiled.

"Hmph."

The Nine Princes were about to get angry, and Fu Muhibi was facing each other, and Vice General Lin, who was standing opposite him, hurriedly reminded him with his hands: Laugh, laugh, Lord Wang.

Okay, this king bears with you.

"There's a second thing." He turned around slowly, with a smile on his face, and asked innocently: "Before, didn't this king ask Miss Yan to find a birthday gift for this king, but for some reason, none of the carrier pigeons sent out flew back." ”

"Eat." Fu Mujin said coldly.

"What did you eat?" The Nine Princes turned their heads irritably.

"Pigeon, I have tried all kinds of cooking techniques, thank you for the carrier pigeon sent by the Nine Princes, the meat is delicious, and you know that you are well-trained when you eat it." Fu Mujian, who was expressionless, suddenly showed a playful smile.

"You actually ate the intelligence pigeon that the king worked so hard to raise! Those pigeons were specially bred to carry messages on the battlefield. ”

was furious by the thunder of the Nine Princes, who were about to go crazy, and was about to draw his sword, Vice General Lin hurriedly rushed forward, swept the back of the prince, and comforted him again and again.

"Lord Wang, don't be angry first, this Miss Yan is still watching, don't you want to tell her what Fu Muhibiscus can do, can you too?"

"Yes, yes, yes." He calmed down a little, suppressed his anger and asked, "In four or five days, it will be my father's birthday, what about the birthday gift, have you picked it?" ”

Shun Hua took a few steps back slightly, and said, "No." ”

"This king... I can't hear clearly, you say it again. ”

At this time, the gentleness on the face of the Nine Princes had disappeared, and he had returned to the appearance of the iron-faced god of war in the past.

"No—"

Shun Hua retreated, and replied in a long voice, and as soon as he finished speaking, a round of bombardment and angry scolding hit him.

"It's my father's birthday in a few days, and you actually told this king that you didn't! What were you doing during those months of going out to wave, just breathing? Or do you think that if you eat the king's intelligence pigeon, you can treat it as if nothing has happened? ”

It's so ruthless...

It turns out that the prince who moves his mouth and does not move his hands is so ruthless when he scolds.

Shunhua put his fingers to his ears and shook his head.

"Lord Jiu, Miss Ben doesn't do loss-making business, birthday gift, Miss Ben can help you prepare, what about the honorarium?"

"What do you want?" The Nine Princes stood up, clasped their hands and asked.

"Yinwo, my Yan family wants to become the largest salt merchant in Wanqiong Country."

"You've got a big appetite, that thing, I'm afraid..."

The ninth prince frowned slightly, his father didn't like the prince to interfere in the affairs of the DPRK and China privately, especially the sale of salt.

"If so, Miss Ben can let you win without a fight, or let Wan Qiong and Minghua not succeed in this battle." She swore by it.

"Do you have a way?"

"Of course, this matter is not in a hurry, the prince can think about it slowly, but don't let Miss Ben wait too long." Shun Hua smiled slightly, almost hooking away the soul of the Nine Princes, and suddenly, a white and slender palm blocked in the middle, blocking his sight.