Chapter 58: The Murder in the Capital

Following.

It's rare that you don't have to get up early to go to the court as usual, Su Muchun couldn't stand on Murong Qing's bed, and she didn't let Murong Qing get up.

"Boom!"

"Bone ......"

Just when Su Muchun was a scoundrel and Murong Qing were crooked, they heard the sound of something falling to the ground.

Su Muchun reflexively jumped out of bed directly, strode over to check, and when he saw that the hairball did not destroy any of his belongings, he put his heart back in place.

Just watching the hairball with his head down and his back to him, staring at the ground intently and not knowing what he was playing.

It doesn't matter what you play, as long as you don't eat your own robe, Su Muchun yawned and walked back thinking like this, but the scene of the hairball facing away from him kept coming to mind.

This thing is the same as its owner, everything is normal but it is not normal, thinking of this Su Muchun shuddered, and took a few steps back uneasily.

When he retreated to the hairball, he peeked sideways, and when he saw that the hairball was playing with the purple and gold hair crown, the whole person was not good.

"Mao ...... Ball. ”

Su Muchun turned around in an instant, staring at the hairball with hatred, as if he didn't know what was happening.

Murong Qing heard Su Muchun's gnashing roar, and a spoiled evil smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

Maoqiu looked at Su Muchun, who was under low pressure for some reason, with big black eyes, and showed him the golden crown with two fluffy little paws.

Su Muchun wanted to cry without tears when he saw the gnawed messy purple gold crown, holding the purple gold crown with trembling hands, but there were bright tears in the depths of his eyes.

Murong Qing couldn't help but smile and comforted on the side, "Don't you have a lot of them, let's change another one." ”

Su Muchun began to doubt his life when he heard Murong Qing, he extremely doubted that he was still not a prince, and what he saw when he got up every morning was not a group of Jiao'e, but a messy golden crown that he was gnawed on, and he also had a daughter-in-law who was so comforting.

"Huh?"

Murong Qing originally wanted to drink water, but when she saw that there was a golden crown on the table, it was the one that Su Muchun brought when she entered the palace yesterday, so she held the golden crown with her fingers and shook it in front of Su Muchun and said, "Su Muchun, isn't your golden crown here?" ”

Su Muchun saw the golden crown in Murong Qing's hand, and was a little stunned when he looked at the golden crown in his hand, who would it be if this was not his own?

Looking at Maoqiu's expectant little eyes, Su Muchun's gaze fell on the purple and gold hair crown in his hand again, no matter how he looked at it, it felt familiar.

"Hahaha......"

Suddenly, Su Muchun seemed to understand what was in a good mood, and casually returned the hair crown that had been half gnawed by the hairball to the hairball, and praised "Maoqiu, look beautiful." ”

"Humph!"

The hairball proudly ran to the side with the purple gold crown in his arms, and happily ate while playing.

Murong Qing put her hands on her cheeks and looked at the hair crown that the hairball was playing, and said suspiciously, "Since this hair crown is not yours, whose hair crown will it be?" ”

Su Muchun said indifferently while getting dressed, "It doesn't matter whose it is, as long as it's not mine." ”

When he said this, he glanced at the purple gold crown on the side of Haibul's mouth out of the corner of his eye, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the capital, a roar came from a certain palace: "Where is the purple and gold crown of this king?" ”

Murong Qing said with some worry: "Will Maoqiu get into trouble like this?" ”

Su Muchun smiled nonchalantly and said, "Isn't it just a golden crown, which prince doesn't have a few, and if you lose it, you're changing!" ”

“……”

Murong Qing was speechless, looking at Su Muchun's expression, he always felt that he knew something, so he asked, "Do you know whose hair crown it is?" ”

Su Muchun shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who knows!" ”

Murong Qing looked at Su Muchun and asked, "You really don't know?" ”

Su Muchun showed a calm expression and said, "I can still lie to you." Then he beckoned to the furball and said, "Maoqiu, go, I'll take you out for a spin." ”

Murong Qing looked at Su Muchun suspiciously, always feeling that he was going to do bad things with a hairball again?

"Humph!"

Maoqiu's invitation to Su Muchun was not refused, anyway, someone took the blame for it, and hurriedly rushed onto Su Muchun's shoulder, and one man and one beast were about to go out.

"Wait a minute."

Murong Qing didn't worry about Su Muchun taking the hairball out alone.

Su Muchun turned to look at Murong Qing and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

Murong Qing got up, sorted out her clothes, and said, "I'll go with you too." ”

"Uh......"

Su Muchun heard that there was a very strange expression on his face, and Murong Qing was even more sure when he saw Su Muchun's expression, and he decided that he wanted to turn this hairball to do bad things again.

Murong Qing raised her eyebrows and asked, "What, can't I go?" ”

Su Muchun chuckled and said, "Okay, how could it not work!" ”

Murong Qing casually threw the silver mask to Su Muchun, and Su Muchun caught the mask and smiled dotingly.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, there are more people on the streets during the day, and there are some individual small traders who come out to try their luck with their own high-quality goods.

But unfortunately, the second day of the Lunar New Year this year is not destined to be an ordinary day, because there was a death in Fang City last night.

The deceased was a young girl in the flower season, died in a strange manner, and died on the street, according to common sense, women in this era rarely go out during the day, what does she do when she comes out at night?

Murong Qing and Su Muchun took the hairball and listened to the conversation of the passers-by on the street.

"I heard that the woman's death is a tragedy!"

"Yes, not to mention the ruined appearance, the innocence is gone."

"What did you say a woman was doing in a deserted market on a big night?"

"What can I do, I have a private meeting with a man!"

"No, the daughter of the Li family is honest and honest on weekdays, and she doesn't look like that kind of person!"

"Yes, I have also met the daughter of the Li family, a very honest child."

"Honest? Hum! Knowing people and faces but not hearts, who knows what unsightly things are being done behind the scenes. ”

"It's, it's just, how can people know about stealing men."

"Your daughter only steals men! Your whole family steals men. ”

While everyone was talking, a woman with a disheveled hair ran out of the alley and scolded the woman in her forties, who spoke ugly words.

"Isn't this the daughter-in-law of the Li family?"

"I heard she's crazy."

"Don't say it, let's go, let's go."

When everyone saw that the woman's face had changed, they hurriedly shut up and dispersed in a hurry.

When the woman saw that everyone was scattered, she didn't know who to chase, so she stood on which side she cried and shouted heartbreakingly, "My daughter was killed by someone, and she was killed by someone......"

The shout made people's hearts tug up when they heard it, Murong Qingxiu frowned and looked at the woman with red and swollen eyes and tears on her face, and stepped forward with a lotus step forward and handed over a silk handkerchief.

The woman felt that someone was approaching her, and turned her head to look at Murong Qing in a daze, and those clear eyes calmed her down a little when she was emotional.

Murong Qing sent the silk handkerchief forward again, and the woman found that the silk handkerchief in Murong Qing's hand did not reach out to take it, but looked at Murong Qing again.

As if those clear eyes could allow her to regain her lost self, she looked at Murong Qing in a daze.

Murong Qing saw that she didn't take the silk handkerchief, so she took the initiative to wipe her tears off her face, and her movements were gentle, making the woman extremely think that her daughter had not died and came back.

"Daughter!"

"My daughter!"

The woman muttered in her mouth, grabbed Murong Qing's hand that was about to be withdrawn, and put it on her face and was reluctant to let go.

The loss of her beloved daughter overnight is difficult for anyone to accept, the woman is delirious, and it is understandable that Murong Qing is her daughter.

Murong Qing brushed the broken hair on the woman's face with her other hand, and saw the woman's appearance clearly, she was in her early thirties, and her appearance was better, although she was not as graceful and luxurious as the Han family, but she had a simple and elegant beauty.

Murong Qing looked at the red and swollen woman with crying eyes and said softly, "Don't cry, where is your home, I'll send you back." ”

The woman's dim eyes radiated brilliance when she heard that she was going home, and she pulled Murong Qing and walked back, muttering in her mouth as she walked, "Yes, let's go home, go home." ”

Waist-high earthen walls, not a big courtyard, two adobe houses, Murong Qing, Su Muchun and Feng Lin followed the woman back to her home.

Along the way, the woman has always held Murong Qing tightly, as if she was afraid that her lost daughter would disappear as soon as she let go.

As soon as Murong Qing and the others arrived outside the courtyard, they saw a middle-aged man running out of the alley in a hurry.

"Su Xia, Su Xia."

The middle-aged man was slightly thin, with fluffy hair and a face full of urgency, waving and shouting as he ran.

When the man arrived, he grabbed the woman and looked up and down, and asked, "Su Xia, Su Xia, where did you go?" I'm dying. ”

Instead, he looked at Murong Qing, who was dressed well, suspiciously, and asked, "These things?" ”

Murong Qing smiled and said, "I met this eldest sister on the road, and when I saw her running around, I was afraid that she would be in danger, so I sent her back." ”

"Daddy, you see, Wan'er is back, she didn't come back dead."

The woman's eyes flashed with joy, and she took Murong Qing into her arms and pushed forward, "Child, father, look at it." ”

Only then did the man realize that his wife was holding Murong Qing's hand tightly, and he hurriedly went to pull the woman and said, "Su Xia, this is not our daughter, let go quickly, don't hurt the nobleman." ”

Su Xia was stubborn and refused to let go, and said in an unusually firm tone, "This is our daughter, if you don't believe it, you can ask!" ”

The man still wanted to say something, but was stopped by Murong Qing's words, "It's okay, so be it!" ”

The man saluted Murong Qing and the others gratefully, "Thank you, a few kind nobles." ”

The man hurriedly bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, a few nobles, for sending Su Xia back." ”

Murong Qing helped weakly, "Sir, you don't have to be polite. ”

The man looked at his house, then at Murong Qing, and said a little helplessly, "The cold house is dirty, if a few nobles don't dislike it, please sit inside." ”

Murong Qing smiled and said, "Okay, I also have this intention." ”

The man was slightly stunned when he heard this, but he was still glad that Murong Qing and the others did not dislike his family.

"A few nobles, please."

The man politely made a gesture of please, leading Murong Qing and the others to the reason, the courtyard was deserted, and only a woman in her fifties was busy.

The man introduced himself, "The surname of the contemptible person is Li, and the single name is a noble word, dare to ask the noble person's surname?" ”

Murong Qing chuckled and said softly, "Mr. Li, it's okay if you call me Qing'er, this is Mu Gongzi, Feng Gongzi." ”

Li Gui saluted everyone again, opened the heavy door curtain and woke up, "Distinguished guests, be careful of your step." ”

Only then did Murong Qing realize that the inside of the door was not the same height as the outside of the door, the inside was much lower than the outside, and it was as if he had fallen into a pit when he entered.

The moment the door curtain fell, the room suddenly became dark, and Murong Qing involuntarily felt a trace of fear in her heart, grabbed Su Muchun's hand tightly, and came back to her senses after a while, but her face was not very good-looking.

Su Muchun looked at Murong Qing worriedly and said, "Qing'er, why don't we go out!" ”

Murong Qing shook his head, and Li Gui smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I'm really sorry for a few distinguished guests, or ...... Or ......"

Murong Qing smiled and said, "It's okay, Mr. Li, don't care, I'm just a little uncomfortable, I'll be fine after a while." ”

Li Gui smiled awkwardly and said, "That's right, that's right, a few people, please take a seat." ”

Li Gui carefully wiped the stool with the sleeves of a few people, and lit an oil lamp on the table that Murong Qing was letting him have, and the small and dim room suddenly brightened up a lot, and Murong Qing was not so afraid.

Li Gui looked at the lady who was still holding Murong Qing's hand and refused to let go, and said with some embarrassment, "Su Xia, you go and cook some food for a few distinguished guests with Aunt Li." ”

Su Xia looked at Murong Qing hesitantly, and when she saw Murong Qing nodding, she reluctantly let go of her hand.

Li Gui looked at his wife's back and sighed, "Hey...... I really can't help it, my wife can't stand the blow after getting the bad news of the little girl, and she ...... all of a sudden Only...... Hey......"

Murong Qing comforted Li Gui a few words, and then asked, "Mr. Li, I heard the neighbors outside talk about your daughter...... was killed in Fang City, why did she go out alone at night? ”

Speaking of this, Li Gui sighed and said, "Hey...... The noble person didn't know, my daughter never went out at night, but she didn't get up this morning, and I was looking around when I received a notice that Wan'er was ...... She was killed. ”

Li Gui said this, hiding his face and crying bitterly, until the footsteps of Mrs. Suxia came out outside, he stopped crying, and wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve.