Fei Ranchu almost immediately followed Xi Cui's gaze.

I saw a puddle of water on the wet ground. The water was a strange mixture of dark red and taupe, with a faint fishy smell, and there seemed to be something soaked in the water, with black hair, and maroon rotten flesh.

"It's just a rotting mouse, why are you afraid of this?"

"Mother forgive...... It was the slave who was too scared, and the slave thought that she would never come to this place again in her life. Hee-cui gasped for breath, as if she was having some breathlessness.

Seeing Xicui so scared, a trace of guilt also swelled up in Fei Ranchu's heart.

During that time, even she didn't want to go back, let alone Xicui's timid nature, she had to come here to see the dead Xia Changzai, and brought her by the way.

"If you're really scared, you might as well go out first, and you can be alone in this palace here."

"Don't!" Xicui was about to cry in a hurry, trying not to look at the dead rats in the puddle.

"If the mother is left alone in such a dangerous place, then the slave is really dead!"

"You're using the wrong idiom!" Fei Ranchu sighed helplessly, pulled Xicui behind him, and then slowly walked towards the middle room.

Although Xicui really wanted to protect her mother-in-law behind her, but if a situation like the one just happened again, it would bring trouble to her mother, she thought about it for a while, and still stayed behind Fei Ranchu honestly, without speaking, just staring at her two apricot eyes, keenly observing the surrounding situation.

Pushing open the door, with a creaking sound, Fei Ran finally saw the corpse lying on the ground.

Almost subconsciously, she turned around and covered Xicui's eyes, and whispered in her ear, "Turn around and don't look."

Xicui could also think about why her mother wanted her to do this, in order not to cause trouble to her mother, Xicui turned around very honestly, still closed her eyes, and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Seeing that she had already turned around, Fei Ran turned around and walked slowly into the house, and when she entered the house, she also opened both doors by the way, so that the light from the outside could come in and let her see the situation inside.

The corpse lying in the middle of the room was none other than Xia Changzai.

She opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the doorway, as if she was dead.

The clothes he was wearing, judging from the style, seemed to be the same clothes he had when he first entered the cold palace, but now they were so dirty that he couldn't see the color, and he could only barely distinguish from the patterned fabric behind the dirt, which was a constant dress.

Her hair seemed to have been cut with a knife, almost leaking the scalp on the top of her head, and although her face was covered with blood, it could still be vaguely distinguished from the scars on her face, which had been cut with a sharp weapon.

The fatal injury was the scar in the neck stalk, and a knife almost cut off half of her neck, which ordinary people can't do with such strength, and it should be a well-trained person.

Fei Rakchu lowered her head and moved slightly closer to her face.

There seem to be two crossed knife marks on the top of the left and right cheeks, like the word "tic-tac-toe".

"Well?" Xicui subconsciously turned around, and after seeing the situation in the room, she was stunned for a moment.

Subsequently.

She fell straight back, didn't say anything, and fainted.

"Hey...... I said it, so don't look at it! ”

Fei Ran Chu got up and walked towards the door, and when she walked to the door, the hem of her clothes seemed to be suddenly pulled by something!

She looked down suddenly, and saw that it was a nail. Slowly squatting down, she saw that the tip of the nail was facing the outside, and there were dark red blood stains, and it shouldn't take too long to distinguish from the color.

Underneath the nail was a small piece of broken fabric, which seemed to be indigo.

Fei Ranchu picked up the piece of fabric, held it in the palm of his hand, and looked up at the room again, which happened to match Xia Changzai's eyes.

From this point of view, I found that Xia Changzai's eyes were staring straight here.

Fei Ranchu glanced at the piece of fabric in his hand again, and the expression in his eyes was extremely gloomy.

In the end, Fei Ranchu lifted Xicui from the ground with great difficulty, half-supported her, and the two of them slowly walked out of the cold palace without even closing the door.

There was a long-dead man inside, looking out blankly, with endless yearning, but also endless hatred.

Out of the cold palace, after walking for a while, I finally met the palace people, Fei Ranchu handed over Xicui to them, led the way in front, and after returning to Yanghua Palace, she let Xicui put her on her bed, and she herself sat on the stool in the middle of the room.

She still had the blue fabric twisted in her hand.

After smelling it carefully, it doesn't seem to have a too fishy smell, and it is not dirty on it, so it definitely doesn't belong to the people in the cold palace.

Coupled with the tragic situation of Xia Changzai's death, it is very likely that this cloth was accidentally left by the person who came to assassinate her at the nail at the door, probably because the situation was too critical at the time, he even forgot to take his evidence with him.

She just stared blankly at the piece of fabric, as if she was trying to look at something else through the small piece of fabric in her hand.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a low noise in the room.

"Who are you......

After these words were spoken, the room was empty, and there was no echo, only the intermingling sounds of breathing with the person on the bed.

The person in the bed woke up, and she was confused for a long time before she remembered where she was and realized what had happened before she fainted.

After seeing Fei Ranchu sitting in the middle of the room, he crawled off the bed and ran to her side to kneel.

"Mother's forgiveness! It's the slave who doesn't fight for it, and she faints at a glance! ”

Fira didn't even look at it at first, and waved her hand casually to get her up.

"Get up."

Xicui still didn't dare to get up, and she was about to cry with her head down.

In the end, there was no way, Fei Ranchu directly pulled her up and let her sit on the chair next to her.

"Bengong doesn't blame you, it's normal for you to react like this."

After all, she was a girl, and when she saw that kind of bloody scene, if she didn't faint, she would feel abnormal.

After a while, Xicui's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Fei Ranchu in surprise.

"...... Why aren't you afraid? At that time, slaves and maids were also protected. ”