Gao Weihu sat down gently, his beautiful eyes were not moved by the scene just now, and his expression was still calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Gao Wei Lake?" The woman slowly raised her head slightly, and the hair on one side naturally hung down, blocking the side of the face, and her eyes like cat's eyes exuded a chill down her spine.

"It's the little girl." Gao Weihu looked at the woman in front of him lightly, and always felt that the woman in front of him was not an ordinary person, and there was a trace of elegance and refinement in her gestures.

This woman is the shopkeeper of Jinxiuyuan, the shopkeeper of money, and there is a lot of money.

The shopkeeper looked at Gao Weihu in front of him indifferently like autumn frost, with a slight trace of disdain in his eyes, after all, as the big shopkeeper of Jinxiuyuan, what dignitaries and nobles, the heirs of nobles have never seen it.

"I've heard for a long time, you shouldn't come to Jinxiu Garden to choose brocade clothes like an ordinary lady, right?" The shopkeeper picked up the tea cup at hand, and gently stirred a few pieces of fragrant tea floating in it with the lid of the cup, and the tea fragrance was overflowing, which made people fascinated.

"Big shopkeeper, may I ask if Zhao Xiuniang is in the Splendid Garden?" Gao Weihu's deep lake-like beautiful eyes, looking at half of the money shopkeeper's side face shallowly, suddenly thought of his former self faintly in his heart.

Under this black green silk, is there also a ghost-like side face hidden like the former Gaowei Lake?

The jade hand of the money shopkeeper suddenly stopped, stopped in mid-air, motionless, and the originally indifferent expression suddenly added a bit of solemnity.

"Why did you all come to ask Zhao Xiuniang?" The money shopkeeper's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Gao Weihu heard very clearly, it was you who the shopkeeper said just now, not you, could it be that who else came to look for Zhao Xiuniang before her?

"What do you mean by the shopkeeper?" Gao Weihu stretched his voice slightly.

"It's not important, I just want to know what you are looking for Zhao Xiuniang?" A look of uncertainty appeared on the face of the money shopkeeper.

"A few days ago, my grandmother asked Zhao Xiuniang to make a chrysanthemum dress for me, but it was accidentally damaged by the next person. Gao Weihu replied with a shallow smile.

The corners of the money shopkeeper's mouth lightly appeared a touch of arc, one hand continued to caress the tea cup, fell into a period of contemplation, for Gao Weihu's words, the money shopkeeper did not completely believe it, just smiled back faintly.

"Zhao Xiuniang hasn't been back for a few days." The money shopkeeper said coldly, without any emotion in his words, and he didn't seem to care very much about Zhao Xiuniang's affairs.

After not returning for a few days, Gao Weihu was suddenly shocked when he heard this, how could an embroidery girl suddenly disappear without making a sound? Could it be that this matter is really related to the needle? It seems that the poison on this silver needle is indeed inseparable from Zhao Xiuniang.

"Big shopkeeper, take the liberty of asking, does Zhao Xiuniang have relatives in the capital?" A trace of uneasiness gradually sprouted in Gao Weihu's heart.

"Zhao Xiuniang fled to this place, I took her in, and I have no relatives to live here." The shopkeeper gently put the teacup under his lips and exhaled a breath of blue air, blowing away the white mist rising from the teacup.

Gao Yuhu Dai frowned, full of doubts about the inexplicable disappearance of this Zhao Xiuniang.

"Oh no, big shopkeeper! Something happened! The middle-aged woman stumbled in.

"What's the matter, so flustered!" The money shopkeeper's voice was slightly displeased.

"Big... The big shopkeeper, Zhao Xiuniang is dead! The woman's ruddy face turned pale.

"What! How could he die suddenly?" The teacup in the hand of the money shopkeeper fell to the ground at once, smashed with a snap, and the soup splashed all over the ground.

Gao Weihu's pupils suddenly widened a little, and an incredible look hung on his face, who wanted to put Zhao Xiuniang to death? Who could it be that poisoned Gao Weixue so cruelly, do you still need to dispose of Zhao Xiuniang to kill people?

"Where, take me there quickly, who is so bold that he dares to attack the people of my Splendid Garden!" As he spoke, the money shopkeeper slapped his palm heavily on the top of the table.

Gao Weihu vaguely looked at the hair hidden under the green silk on the side of the money shopkeeper, leaking a beast-like hideous expression, and suddenly gasped.

"Big shopkeeper, can I go with you?"

"After all, you are the concubine of the Gao family, is it appropriate for you to be a young lady on this occasion?" The money shopkeeper softened his expression a little and asked softly.

"Haohu knows a little about medical skills, which should be helpful in checking the cause of Zhao Xiuniang's death." Gao Weihu smiled lightly.

The money shopkeeper nodded slightly, there was no blood on his face, and turned around and walked towards the door.

Gao Weihu followed the shopkeeper and his party to a reed bush in the far suburbs, this place is very remote, ordinary people rarely come in this direction, how could Zhao Xiuniang's body appear in such a place.

"Big... The big treasurer was informed by this hunter's trustee. The middle-aged woman pointed to a hunter dressed in coarse linen clothes on the side.

"That's right, every day I hunt around here, and yesterday this corpse was not here, and it is a pity that such a beautiful woman was abandoned in the wilderness, but ......it is a pity," Orion said, shaking his head.

Gao Weihu leaned down and carefully examined Zhao Xiuniang's body.

Zhao Xiuniang's face was dead and gray, her apricot eyes were extremely big, and a brocade was wrapped around her neck, and the dark purple strangulation marks contrasted sharply with her snow-white skin. The golden brocade robe on his body was embroidered with lotus flowers, and the lotus flowers were lifelike, as if they were blooming in front of him.

"What is this?" Gao Weihu turned over Zhao Xiuniang's skirt, and embroidered two mandarin ducks playing in the water on the reverse side of the lotus flower. On the heads of the two mandarin ducks, there are two words embroidered "Jin, Zhi".

"What is this?" The money shopkeeper frowned, and looked at the place where Gao Yuhu's hand was pointing with a puzzled expression. Suddenly, his face became like a lead cloud, and he shouted angrily.

"This slut even dares to associate with that wild man!"

Although Gao Weihu didn't know what the money shopkeeper said, he could hear it between the lines that this Zhao Xiuniang should be involved with the person that the money shopkeeper hated.

Gao Weihu gently touched his hand on Zhao Xiuniang's slightly bulging lower abdomen.

"It looks like it's a loss of two lives." Gao Weihu said lightly.

"What do you mean by that?" The money shopkeeper's eyes were terrifyingly cold.

"Zhao Xiuniang should have been pregnant for a few months." Gao Weihu emphasized.

"A slut is a slut! Let him be pecked by wolves and ducks here! Don't ruin the reputation of Fairview Garden! The money shopkeeper shook his sleeves fiercely and turned around and walked away.

Gao Weihu slowly got up, looked at the back of the money shopkeeper who turned away angrily, and frowned slightly.

Lianbu moved slightly, and accidentally touched Zhao Xiuniang's clenched right hand, and suddenly Zhao Xiuniang's clenched hand suddenly opened, and a famous brand fell out.