"Sister, their performance just now is really too exaggerated." An An had a bitter face.

"Who taught you this?" Qingqing glared at An An.

"You! The last time you told your uncle, I was on the side. I think this time Lord Simon and Lord Zheng are much more pompous than that time. It feels like the one who wants to marry Lord Simon is the same as Lord Zheng. An An was busy making a flowering operation for Qingqing.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Qingqing gave him a light look, looked left and right, and felt that Master Zheng was not there, so he knocked him again.

"Why don't you say you don't have to marry if you don't commit suicide?" An An decided to ask something useful.

"Because it's ominous, like my mother! Fear of injustice. Qingqing is now a little sympathetic to that Miss Guo, and she was a little touched by the opening of the West Gate just now at home. Now there's nothing left. Ximen opened himself to prove that Miss Guo did not commit suicide, and then he didn't have to marry a tablet.

"So, if you are really killed, will you not be able to marry?" An An was a little sympathetic.

"Maybe it's not bad to stay in the temple!" Qingqing looked blankly into the distance and muttered.

"Qingqing, you can go in." Qiao Dayong and the others finally came out and helped Qingqing up.

Qingqing didn't speak, followed Qiao Dayong and they passed through a west gate again, and arrived at the small cross-courtyard in the west, which looked like the girl's yard, even in winter, there was still a plum plant in the courtyard, exuding bursts of fragrance.

"What are you doing?" A woman came out and stopped at the door.

"Mama Zheng, get out of the way." Zheng Bo followed behind, the ladies in charge did not come out, and the "sad" Zheng Bo should be in charge here.

"Third Young Master, what are you doing here?" Zheng's mother didn't want to offend Zheng Bo, but she stood firmly at the door.

Qingqing put down the box and put on a protective suit on the side, An An hurriedly opened her own small box, and put on her small body very easily. However, he is a little fat, and he wears a lot of clothes in winter, wearing reflective protective clothing, which looks a bit like a winter melon standing upright.

Master Jiang was a little depressed, he had one, but he didn't want to wear it, and now that he saw An An wearing it, he didn't want to wear it even more.

Qingqing put on, put on a mask and gloves, stood at the door, and sniffed Zheng's mother closely.

"What are you doing?" Mama Zheng hurriedly took a step back.

"Lord Zheng controls people, she has just taken a shower and changed her clothes." Qingqing pointed at Zheng's mother.

"I took a shower for the young lady and got wet on her body, so I changed it." Mama Zheng screamed.

Qingqing shook her head, "No, you washed it yourself, not just changed your clothes." ”

Ximen Kai turned Zheng Ma's hands back at once, and tied her hands behind her back with Zheng Ma's own belt.

Qingqing stepped into the house, An An followed, and the others honestly tied the rope at the door and let them in.

As soon as An An entered the house, he pointed to the maids standing on the side: "Stand in place, no one is allowed to move." ”

Qingqing walked to the side of the incense burner and turned on the incense burner, while An An went directly to the half-closed bed curtain, he didn't move the bed curtain, just careful, open it a little, he looked left and right like a little fat mouse, but he didn't move anything on the bed.

Qingqing was collecting the incense ashes, and after finishing them, she covered her own seal, put the evidence bag in her box, and then she began to look at the roof. But he didn't speak, and there was no rope or anything like that on the roof. The tables and chairs on the floor were also neatly organized, as if nothing had happened.

Qingqing walked to the side of the bed, drew the position of the bed curtain, picked up the bed curtain with a wooden camera and sniffed it, and quickly wrote it down on the splint, and then put the bed curtain away, she quietly looked at the woman on the bed. Looking very delicate, she closed her eyes and looked very peaceful. Carefully open her neck, a wide strangulation mark.

Qingqing gently took out the small iron plate in her box and gently opened Miss Guo's mouth. I took a deep look at it; Putting back the iron plate, she began to gently touch Miss Guo's bones with both hands, and now look at which part of her neck bone was strangled.

"When was Miss dismissed?" Qingqing suddenly stopped, picked up the girl's hand and gently pulled it up, and then threw it down, her arm naturally hung down and fell to the side, and she reached out and pointed to the blood vessels in her neck.

"Go and call a doctor in, Miss is not dead." Qingqing turned back to the little fat dun and said.

An An hurriedly rushed out, jumping at the door and shouting: "Come on a doctor, Miss is fine, what kind of official is it to report indiscriminately?" ”

Qingqing looked at the sky, she felt that she was a little miseducated, this guy actually didn't teach at all. Helped Miss Guo up and gently tapped her on the back of the neck. Soon, Miss Guo choked and opened her eyes.

Of course, he was still startled when he saw Qingqing, but he couldn't speak, covering his neck with one hand and pointing at Qingqing with the other.

Qingqing let go of her, got up by herself, picked up the box, and looked at the more frightened maids, Qingqing pointed to the empty beam.

"What did Miss hang yourself with?" Although a person is not dead, what she should do must be done.

"White Aya." A maid said timidly, and glanced at the young lady who was propped up on the side of the bed in a daze.

"Where?" Qingqing looked at them sideways.

"Zheng's mother burned, saying it was unlucky!" Yahuan waved her hand hurriedly.

"Have you ever seen Bai Aya in Miss's house before?" Qingqing nodded and asked a second question.

The four maid rings were stunned for a while, the four of them were all close-fitting maid rings, in charge of the young lady's various things, they were scared stupid before, but at this time, they suddenly sobered up and shook their heads vigorously.

"It's all in the storeroom!" A maid said that Bai Aya was a controlled item at all times, unless something happened to the family, so he took out a few horses. It's not something you can put in a girl's room.

Qingqing nodded and looked at the ground.

"Which stool did the young lady step on?" Qingqing asked again.

Yahuan hurriedly pointed to a wooden square stool, which was placed at the head of the bed, and Qingqing also had one, which was very heavy and she couldn't move. Look at the stool, and then look at Miss Guo who is still panting.

"You helped me move to where I was just now, and I fell." Qingqing pursed her lips.

Qiao Dayong and the others heard that the person was not dead, so they came in, and after hearing what their daughter said, they were busy preparing to move, but they were pulled by Qingqing, "You don't know the location." ”

Qiao Dayong nodded and hurriedly stepped aside.

The two maids glanced left and right, and could only come out by themselves, and the two of them moved the stool under the beam together, and when they were about to put it down, Qingqing called a stop, it was a wooden floor, and there were no scratches on it. She waved her hand again, and the two maids carefully put down the stool, the sound was not loud, but the hands of the two maids were shaking, indicating that the stool was too heavy.

Qingqing looked at the hands of the two of them, and wrote down two more strokes by herself.

"The person is not dead, and the case is not established, the Zheng family thanks you for your help." Zheng Bo came in and glanced at Miss Guo on the bed, saluted Qiao Zhutou, and said loudly.