In the dungeon, Xiaoxiao kept screaming that she was wronged, and the people in front of her ignored her and slowly drank hot tea.

It wasn't until he saw Hui'er come in that he got up.

"Are you really wronged?" Xiao Shu said, picking up the letter that had been put aside.

Xiaoxiao looked at it and hurriedly spoke: "My lord, the slave is really wronged, my lord knows it." "With tears in his eyes, he is indescribably lovable.

Xiao Shuyan nodded, put down the letter in his hand, and said to himself: "Okay, let's talk about it, is the wrongful you are talking about stealing the letter, or murdering Liu'er, or rather, Qing'er?" ”

Hui'er didn't speak since she came in, she kept thinking in her heart, why Jinbai knew about this, she said the reason, but she still didn't believe it, he and Xiao Shu also suspected it at the beginning, but they didn't dare to set such a trap like her, let alone involve the emperor.

"No, there are no slaves or maids." Xiaoxiao spoke quickly, crying as if she were an innocent person.

"Really?" Xiao Shu asked, his eyes checking the torture tools on the side.

"Really, what Xiaoxiao said is true." Xiaoxiao watched his movements, his body couldn't help but tremble, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Xiao Shu stepped forward, picked up one, looked at it carefully, stretched out his fingers and touched it, "Hey." With a bang, a small cut was made, and blood came out.

"Why are there always so many people in this world who are not afraid of death?" The one came over with the torture instrument, and asked Hui'er with puzzled eyes.

Hui'er didn't speak, just pulled her thoughts back. looked at the person who was tied up, the old imperial concubine, this identity was enough to recruit people, but why did she still do these things?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xiao Shu turned to look at Xiaoxiao with a smile.

"The slave is really wronged, wronged." Xiaoxiao cried, her eyes were full of timidity, and her body began to struggle.

"You said you were innocent, how do you explain the fragments of the Chinese medicine bowl in the Qing'erfang?" Hui'er finally spoke, unwilling to listen to the gossip.

Hearing this, Xiao Xiao's eyes were stunned for a moment, "What medicine bowl fragments?" ”

"We found that on the day of Qing'er's death, I smelled the smell of Chinese medicine on her, and the smell was the same as the medicine bowl that Mu Geyuan Liu'er broke when she died. At that time, because the murderer of Liu Er was caught red-handed, he didn't think too much about it. Later, I found out that something was wrong, and that man's strength, he didn't have to drown her at all, he only needed to choke her neck, and she couldn't move. Hui'er looked at the person in front of her, and her eyes were calm.

When Xiaoxiao heard this, her eyes were full of tears and doubts, "The slave really doesn't know what the girl is talking about?" What medicine bowl? What smell? ”

"Since you don't know, let's talk about Liu'er's death process first, what do I believe it will remind you of?" Hui'er stood up, her eyes recovering the look they had when they had tortured and killed the so-called murderer that day.

Xiaoxiao's eyes couldn't help but tremble when she saw her, goosebumps on her body were counted, and her stamina was cold.

"Liu Er was going to serve medicine to Concubine Mei, but she was also careful, and she would never let her wait for a long time. But that day, I waited for a long time and didn't come back. I went to the kitchen to inquire, and I realized that you accidentally broke the medicine jar, so it took time to re-boil. If these appeared in ordinary people, there would never be any problems, but, according to Liu'er's temperament, she should go back to Mu Geyuan first. Hui'er approached Xiaoxiao, her eyes facing each other, all with deep black pupils.