"Sharing a bed?" Gu Changfeng's expression finally changed slightly, he lowered his eyelids, looked at the woman who was on his chest, behaved ambiguously, but still didn't know it, snorted softly, and asked, "Do you want to?" ”

"What do I think, it's clear that you want to ......" Before the words were finished, Yan Su almost bit his tongue when he asked.

How can this be said awkwardly, and even more awkward when you think about it.

"It's me who I want, but not now." Gu Changfeng lifted his eyelashes and looked at Yan Suwen's little face with a tangled expression: "Don't put your hands down yet!" ”

"Let go, what let go? Hands? Yan Suwen felt that his brain was a little lacking in oxygen, and his thinking became a little sluggish under the pressure of Gu Changfeng's close range. When she realized where her hand was, she hurriedly retracted, and the person took half a step back in embarrassment.

"Oops!" I forgot that there was a stove behind me, and I hurt my back.

The corners of Gu Changfeng's mouth twitched, looking at her grinning appearance, and kindly reminded: "You have wasted half an hour." ”

Is it that fast?

Yan Suwen glanced at the sky outside.

It's a shame to say that as a native of Dawei, it has been eighteen years, and she hasn't learned to judge the time by casually glancing at the sky like the ancients. Because she didn't master this knowledge, she couldn't tell if Gu Changfeng was fooling her, or if she had really wasted half an hour.

Also, is an hour two hours, and a half hour an hour? It's still 35 or 45 minutes. She didn't know, and she didn't dare to ask, because she didn't know how to explain the meaning of minutes to an ancient scholar.

She glanced at the pillow, then at the pillow, and finally had to say in a very flattering voice: "Please also make it clear!" ”

"The middle of that pillow is sunken."

I see, it's sunken, but what does that mean?

Yan Su asked and blinked his eyes, and said in his heart, of course a used pillow was sunken.

"Seeing you like this, I finally know why my mother would rather bear the infamy than insist on withdrawing from her family."

"Why?"

Yan Suwen's brain thinking couldn't keep up again. Isn't Fang just talking about pillows? Why did it suddenly come to the matter of withdrawing from relatives again. Isn't it just a retreat? If he Gu felt that this move would attract scolding, she could also unilaterally announce it regardless of her previous suspicions.

"Because-" Gu Changfeng glanced at her with disgust: "You are stupid!" ”

You're stupid, your whole family is stupid!

"As you said, in general, when you kill someone by strangulation, there will be more or less restraint injuries to prevent the deceased from resisting. Jingyun and Li Chengye can't be suicide, neither suicide, then he killed, which explains why calla lilies are really hidden in calla lily cakes. ”

"I understand, Li Chengye is the little marquis, and the little marquis doesn't need to make pastries by himself.

Although Jingyun is a favorite concubine, what she is good at must not be diet. You see her nails, finely trimmed and dyed, and at first glance they look like the kind of fingers that don't touch the spring water.

Although the little marquis brought maids and maidservants, those maids will not be the ordinary maids we think, and judging from these pastries, although the little marquis is picky about beauties, he is very casual about eating and drinking. Therefore, these pastries must not have been made by Jingyun or the maidservants of the little marquis, but by the nuns in the meditation nunnery.

This conclusion was also made because no kitchen was found in this small courtyard. There is no kitchen, and there is no premise for opening a small stove alone.

The toxicity of calla lilies is to cause people to fall into a coma, if the murderer wants to poison these two people, just put the crane top red, why bother. Therefore, the murderer's purpose was not to poison them, but to create the illusion that they had died unexpectedly. The reason why he was left unconscious was because the murderer was a person in this meditation nunnery, a nun. ”

"Not too stupid!"

"Thank you, Lord Gu, for complimenting!" Yan Suwen deliberately lengthened his voice, smiled, lowered his head, and silently threw a white eye at him.

"What else?"

"And-" Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the pillow, "If I'm not mistaken, there is a piece of bleeding in Jingyun's chest." The murderer should have taken advantage of her poisoning and coma to put his knee against his chest, and then supplemented it with a belt, causing her to suffocate to death. The strangulation marks on Jingyun's neck are cross strangulation marks, and because of the crossing, the pattern printed on the neck will become like that. Because Jingyun was already unconscious before she was strangled, there were no traces of desperate struggle on her body. As for the strangulation marks that were too shallow, it was probably because of poisoning, so the murderer killed the person without any effort. ”

"Jingyun was not strangled to death!" Gu Changfeng spoke lightly.

"What do you say?"

"According to what you said before, if the murderer wants to kill these two people directly, he can use crane top red or arsenic, why bother to make calla lily cake. Not only did he plan to hide people's eyes and ears and create the illusion of accidental death, but why did he use his belt to strangle Jingyun. Isn't this a redundant move to cover your ears and steal the bell? ”

"It wasn't strangled or poisoned, so how did this Jingyun die?"

"Have you ever heard of sticking to the officer?"

Gu Changfeng asked, and Yan Su nodded.

This is a form of torture in ancient times, often used to extract confessions by torture. The specific execution steps are to pick up a piece of mulberry paper that has been prepared, cover it on the prisoner's face, and then spray out the water in the mouth in the form of a fine mist as much as possible, so that the mulberry paper will be damp and soft, and stick to the prisoner's face. After a piece of mulberry paper is tightly attached to the prisoner's face, the person in charge of the execution will immediately cover a second and third sheet. It is said that the convicts who are subject to this kind of criminal law will not last more than five at most.

Mulberry paper?

That's right!

Just when she was inspecting Jingyun's body, she saw a crumpled piece of mulberry paper. The piece of paper, which had fallen under the bed, was mostly covered by the falling sheets.

"What do you mean, Jingyun was punished by someone for this sticker? But this still doesn't explain the contradiction we found earlier. Since the murderer intends to use this silent killing method, why did he use his belt to strangle Jingyun's neck? ”

"That's because—" Gu Changfeng lightly hooked the corners of his lips: "That's because it was not the murderer who used his belt to strangle Jingyun, but Li Chengye." ”

"Little Marquis?"

"Before coming here, didn't you know about this Li Chengye?"

Know him? Find out what he does?

She doesn't plan to have a relationship with the little marquis of Wenyuan's mansion, and she doesn't plan to get into his dirty eyes and be his friend, she has nothing to do to understand what he does?

With just one glance, Gu Changfeng knew that Yan Suwen's brain had gone astray again. He coughed softly, pulling her back from her already wild thoughts.

"This Li Chengye's biological mother died early, as a concubine of the Hou Mansion, but he was favored by the old Hou Ye, so he has a perverse temperament, and he is even different from ordinary people in sexual affairs, he likes to punish his concubines."

"Oh, I see!" Yan Suwen showed a sudden realization expression, and then spit out a word that Gu Changfeng couldn't understand for the rest of his life.

Gu Changfeng frowned, but Yan Su asked with a begging expression, asking you to continue to point: "The little marquis likes to punish his concubines, how do you know, my lord?" ”

An adult's expression was cold, and he replied very naturally: "I am Zaifu of Great Wei!" ”

Yes, you are good, you are powerful, you are a high-ranking and invincible prime minister.

It's just that, as the prime minister, you sent someone to inquire...... Oh no, it should be a survey. Do you think it's appropriate for you to investigate the privacy of officials' dependents?

"The strangulation marks on Jingyun's neck are shallow, because the person who strangled her neck didn't intend to kill her at all. Also, the two men died not in the early hours of the morning but last night, because there was no trace of the charcoal in the furnace, and snow fell in the small bamboo basket outside the door where the charcoal was placed. ”

"The snow fell because the people who were in charge of sorting and adding charcoal knew that they would never survive until dawn."

"Look at their clothes again. The one on Jingyun's body was obviously changed, and it was worn when he went to bed. Although Li Chengye also wore an outerwear, the outeric was wrinkled and obviously worn wrongly, which shows that Li Chengye was not dressed by the pure clouds in the room, nor by the maidservants who served him every day. ”

"Also, according to the temper of this little marquis, if you wear such clothes for him and wear the wrong clothes, there is a chance that he will be dragged out and beaten." Yan Suwen thought for a while, and suddenly shook his head: "This murderer is also unlucky enough, if he encounters an ordinary catch, his observation will definitely not be as detailed as that of adults." The truth of this pure cloud's death may really be covered up. ”

"The murderer is quite unlucky." Just when Yan Su asked subconsciously thought that Master Gu was going to show off himself again, he saw that he set his eyes on himself: "The murderer has thousands of calculations, but he must not have counted it, you will appear." ”

"Me?" Yan Suwen smiled awkwardly, she didn't think she would have any protagonist halo on her own.

"Not everyone's nose can be so smart, just smell it, you can smell that this pastry is made of poisonous calla lilies, and not everyone knows that calla lilies are poisonous."

"So, Master Gu, are you praising me?"

"You're just of some use."

It's just that...... There are still some ...... Use?

Oh, her off.

She's grown so big, and she's never seen someone so poorly spoken.

Be calm, she must be calm.

Anger can easily make a woman grow old, and anger can easily make a woman lack rational thinking.

"It's rare that Lord Gu, you can still afford to be a folk girl. Let's move on to the next one. Squinted, raised his feet, walked up to Li Chengye, and ripped off the woman's belt covering his face without any hesitation. Immediately after, a woman's out-of-control scream came from the room, and the scream came from Yan Suwen's throat.

Cruel!

It's cruel!

Rao was the bloodiest scene she had ever seen, and she didn't expect to encounter this kind of heart-wrenching fright in the backyard of this nunnery. The face covered by the woman's belt was actually full of ravines and ants!