As soon as it was dawn, Yu Qianqiong sat up, cleaned up the mess, washed herself, then boiled a pot of porridge, put it on the table, buckled the lid, and pressed a basin on the lid to ensure that it would not be eaten by mice. He stood in front of the curtain and said to Tang Jia, "I'll go out and buy some buns and come back." What else would you like to eat? I'll bring it back with me. ”

Tang Jiaren slept soundly, snorted when she heard the words, closed her eyes and said: "Sugar cakes, small pickles, beef in sauce, red stewed pork knuckle, fried prawns...... As he spoke, his saliva came down, he inhaled hard, rubbed his stomach and turned over, and continued to sleep.

Yu Qianqiong stood for a while, didn't hear her other instructions, then smiled, took the curtain fence, put away the dagger, turned around and walked out.

Yu Qianqiong came to the bazaar, just in time for the bustle, people gathered together, chattering about something. Yu Qianqiong listened attentively, and her brows furrowed. When he came to the cloth village opposite the Bairao Pavilion, he saw that there were many people around the door, but he did not dare to go in, so he knew that this was a dead man.

He was just about to go in to have a look, but he was reprimanded and retreated by the two catchers who rushed over.

The two catchers walked into the house with a yellow-faced and skinny man. One of the black-faced catchers quickly asked, "Where is the body?" ”

The yellow-faced man pointed to the back room and choked up, "That's it." ”

The two of them quickly entered the room, pushed open the door, and sure enough, they saw a woman lying in a pool of dried blood, with no signs of life.

Blackface continued to ask, "When was the deceased found?" ”

The yellow-faced man replied: "She didn't come home last night, and I thought, maybe as before, I had clothes to be made in a hurry, and I needed to stay here, so I didn't take it seriously." Early this morning, there were still neighbors who were in a hurry to buy fabrics to give away, and came to knock on the door, but they didn't knock. The neighbor went home to find the villain, who came all the way and did not knock on the door. begged someone to pry up the deadbolt and went in to take a look, only to know that the villain's mother-in-law ...... Already...... I've been harmed! ”

Yu Qianqiong didn't listen again, turned around and left.

Yesterday, when Tang Jiaren talked about the experience of buying cloth, he sensed that something was wrong. Now it seems that the proprietress has already been transferred. The real proprietress died in the inner room, and the fake proprietress wanted the blood of the beautiful woman.

At the moment, there are not many people who know that Tang Jiaren and Molian Holy Fruit have fused, and this fake proprietress is obviously one of these few people. Who is she? Or rather, whose person is she? As for the woman in black who appeared last night, she was bent on stabbing the beauty, could she be the same person as the fake proprietress?

It's all to blame for his carelessness and failure to take precautions last night to let him escape.

In any case, the secret of the beautiful woman must not be known to more people.

Yu Qianqiong made up her mind to kill those who knew about it. Especially, those in the know who will be detrimental to Tang Jiaren.

He came to a restaurant, asked for a private room, ordered the dishes that Tang Jiaren wanted to eat, and added a sentence at the end: "I heard that your shopkeeper will give me a pot of free good tea, bring it to taste." After a slight pause, he added lightly, "Don't forget to add salt." ”

The shopkeeper glanced at Yu Qianqiong and responded, "No." ”

The shopkeeper withdrew, and after a while, the shopkeeper came to the door with tea, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, it's not time to eat now, the kitchen is being cleaned up, and the small one has urged the kitchen to be neat, you wait a while, drink this pot of tea......" turned around, closed the door, put the tea in front of Yu Qianqiong, knelt on one knee, hugged his fists, and said, "Say hello to the landlord." ”

Yu Qianqiong lifted the fence, her eyes fell on the shopkeeper, and asked, "Get up." What's the latest news? ”

The shopkeeper stood up, poured tea for Yu Qianqiong, and replied: "Go back to the landlord, my subordinates have received three urgent orders from the imperial capital, and the prince asked the master to return to the house. ”

Yu Qianqiong's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and she quickly regained her composure. He bowed his head slightly, and said lightly: "I replied and said that I was already on the way back." ”

The shopkeeper replied, "No." Instead, he said, "On the night when the assassin assassinated the Sixth Prince, before the landlord left here, he ordered his subordinates to keep an eye on the news here. The subordinates personally led people to hide nearby, and saw Xiao Jin recruit people and take away the six princes. The sixth prince was wrapped in a cloak, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The subordinate sent someone to follow him to check, but the man never returned. He should have been killed. Later, Qiu Yuebai and the Meng family brothers returned to Bairao Pavilion. Bairao Pavilion was set on fire, and Qiu Yuebai rescued one person from the fire. After a distance, his subordinates didn't see who the person who set the fire was, and they didn't know who Qiu Yuebai rescued.

Later, Meng Shuilan recruited people and carried the rescued person and Qiu Yuebai into the second floor of the noodle shop. His subordinates sent people to pay attention, but they couldn't get close to find out. Meng Shuilan's people gathered around the rice shop and did not let others in.

It wasn't until they left that their subordinates learned from the owner of the rice shop that the rescued person had multiple burns all over his body, but he prescribed his own medicine and grabbed the medicine, which should be a doctor. ”

Yu Qianqiong's hand holding the teacup tightened.

If he didn't guess wrong, the person rescued by Qiu Yuebai must be a ram Diao.

He knows too well what Qiu Yuebai is. Although that person is a leader in martial arts, his blood is cold. How can anyone or anything that has nothing to do with him make him desperate?

Who is it for rescuing the ram Diao? In order to get what? I'm afraid that many people know it.

The ram Diao Diao fell into the glacier, and Tang Jiaren hated these people. Qiu Yuebai rescued the ram Diao Diao in the fire, for Tang Jiaren, it was more than gratitude?

Although Tang Jiaren didn't say the details, Yu Qianqiong could see from her reaction that she must have done something, and it was very likely that she would hurt the ram Diao Diao, so that she was worried that he would not be able to escape from the fire.

Combined with what the shopkeeper said, Yu Qianqiong was even more convinced of this.

The ram Diao was saved, and he should have been happy. But the warmth in his heart that was about to lose made him panic and even ...... There is resentment. Whether he hates Qiu Yuebai for rescuing the ram Diao, or hates that he can't get the heart of a beautiful woman, it is unknown.

People are so contradictory.

Yu Qianqiong drank the tea, but she didn't taste anything.

The shopkeeper poured half a cup of tea for Yu Qianqiong and added, "There is one more person who left with Meng Shuilan. The man had a beard and a lofty spirit, and he didn't know who it was. ”

Yu Qianqiong thought about it and smiled. Who else could it be? Naturally, it is the rest of the mouth. In order to find Tang Jiaren, these people are really united. Scold......

Yu Qianqiong looked out the window and said, "Something happened to Buzhuang, do you know a thing or two?" ”

The shopkeeper replied: "My subordinates just heard about it, and immediately sent someone to investigate." ”

Yu Qianqiong said: "Send someone to the medical hall to keep an eye on it, but if anyone goes to catch the medicine for bruises, they will follow me from afar." ”

The shopkeeper replied, "Let's do it." ”

Yu Qianqiong said: "Find two good fabrics." Red is best. ”

The shopkeeper replied, "No." ”