117 Joy of Joy (1)

After a stick of incense, Thirteen immediately lifted the lid of the coffin with Xiao Beigu.

He sat up from the coffin, beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead.

She gasped slightly, grabbed the edge of the coffin and got up, "Turn the lids of the two coffins over!" ”

The trappers did as they were told, and the two coffin lids were spread parallel to each other on the ground.

"Turn on the lights! Torch light! "The pity kite can't see it really, and orders someone to light the light again.

The subordinates did so, and when the light was bright, they saw the back of the two coffin lids, one new and one old, which was clear at a glance.

There were only a few dozen scratches on the lid of the coffin where Fang Zheng was lying down, and on the lid of the old coffin, the edge under the hole could still be seen with dense knife marks, and the knife was deep into the coffin lid.

There were also dried black stains on top of the knife marks, one by one, one by one, as if the ten fingers were desperately picking at the gap, trying to dig out a hole in the board.

The hole that had been bitten by rats was also stained with the black liquid, seeping into the wood and not disappearing.

People outside the hall can see the excitement, but they don't know why.

A few people in the hall understood, and there was silence without making a sound.

"Thirteen, mix with vinegar, go to match, be fast." He suddenly turned around and threw the sawdust scraped from the coffin in his hand.

Thirteen nodded, and quickly went about it, and soon the vinegar was delivered, which was sprinkled evenly on the lid of the old coffin.

The black solid stain reacted quickly, and it was bloodstains!

Xiao Beigu and the others were silent.

Silent and lying back in the coffin, he closed his eyes and carefully searched for the marks left by Fang Cai when he struggled.

To be crucified in a coffin in the dark, to be suffocated to death, is like being buried alive.

Lian Zheng still knew that he could go out, and the fear in his heart was naturally not as good as that of Ziyi.

Ziyi was nailed inside, those panics and despairs, are they more of a call for help from the husband?

Messire...... Messire...... Help me......

Lian Zhengfu got up again and said lightly: "Thirteen, compare the traces I left in the coffin with the coffin, and see how many places you can match." ”

Thirteen nodded, took the dagger from the kite, and helped her jump out of the coffin.

"There were only four nails left in the coffin at that time, which was enough to pull a person or a corpse out of the middle through the coffin opening or hole in the coffin." He approached the coffin, crouched on the ground, and stared at it.

She thought for a long time before she raised her head and said in a daze: "Just leave the coffin here, you can go back." ”

Is the coffin really going to stay here?

A few catchers glanced towards the lobby in unison, two coffins were placed at the entrance, I am afraid that no matter how good the big house is, it will never be able to recruit thieves in the future, who would dare to run here?

The thirteen generals sent them away one by one, and the kiteer was still sitting on the edge of the coffin thinking.

Yuan Jiu settled his head out of the back, and at a glance, he saw that the pityan was frozen outside, and he glanced at Thirteen coldly.

"Don't want your life?" Yuan Jiu stared at Thirteen, and Thirteen glanced at him inexplicably.

"You have nine lives, the master warmed her body, and you let her suffer from the cold outside? Don't hurry up and move the coffin out of position! ”

Thirteen looked up in one direction, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, "It's over, I forgot about it just now." ”

Pian Zheng was thinking about things with her head down, and the coffins on both sides of Leng Buding suddenly moved forward by themselves.

She was stunned for a moment, only to find out that Thirteen and Yuan Jiu had arranged for someone to carry the coffin to the warm pavilion in the lobby.

It's good that it's really freezing outside.

Pian Zheng followed into the house, only to see Jiang Nu changing her clothes and coming out, looking at the two coffins in the lobby.

Jiang Nu stared at it for a moment, and suddenly laughed at the pitiful kite.

"It's no wonder, I think our kiteer can't sleep well without a coffin, and it's just right to have two coffins, and the town house."

Pian Zheng raised his eyebrows, "You dare to laugh at me, forget who looked at the coffin when I was a child and was so scared that I diapered my pants." ”

Jiang Nu's face turned red, and she said coquettishly: "Pity Zheng, you are talking nonsense again!" ”

"Busy? It's cold at night, go back to rest, and if you're hungry, let the kitchenette cook you some supper. ”

Pian Zheng clenched Jiang Nu's hand, "It's so thin, but you have to eat more." ”

Jiang Nu couldn't help but smile at her, "You still talk about me, you can tell someone else?" ”

The two men talked in the lobby for a while before returning to each other's rooms.

The room between Jiang Nu and Sai Shenxian is not far from Pian Zheng, but it is not close.

Pian Zheng went back to the room and deliberately asked Thirteen to fetch hot water to wash.

She went into the house, left the door for Thirteen, and went to the inner hall herself, and saw that one of them had lit her candlestick.

Pian Zheng was not surprised, stepped forward, sat beside him, and said lightly: "I thought the dignified prince had escaped." ”

Feng Yin glanced at the smile of the kite.

"Zheng is here, I can't bear to escape."

He gave her a deep look and leaned forward with a wicked smile, his forehead resting on her shoulder.

He also remembered that in the past, in order to clear up the relationship, he was able to get him and Jiang Nu together.

At present, she refuses to marry, and she has never promised him a lifetime.

Only a woman has always been worried about her husband's change of heart, but he is good, but he is worried about her day by day.

Pian Zheng tilted his head and looked at him with an unhappy expression, "What's wrong?" ”

"Kite." His voice was hoarse, and he suddenly raised his head.

The pity kite did not dodge, bowed his head slightly, his face was half lowered, and stared at him softly.

The light of the candlestick flickered slightly, and he lifted it upwards and tapped her lips like a finch.

Thirteen entered the house and brought hot water, but he looked stupid for a while, froze in place, and couldn't leave or stay.

Feng Yin sighed and got up slightly: "Put the water down first, go out and bring the door." ”

Thirteen's face was red with embarrassment, but fortunately the lights in the room were dim, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

He rested the basin on the shelf, bowed his head and turned to go out.

I only heard a 'bang', and the thirteenth kid slammed into the door frame.

Thirteen was in pain, covered his head and ran out, and came in again after a long time, he lowered his head, hurriedly sent the medicine bottle in, turned his head and ran, and closed the door again with a 'snap'.

The pity was shy, but when the thirteen were so pounded, they laughed out loud.

She got up and picked up the medicine bottle back in her hand, pushed the shelf over, the towel was wet, and looked up at him, "Undress." ”

Feng Yin didn't speak, his long eyebrows were raised, "Do you really want to take it off?" ”

"Take it off." Pian Zheng's heart jumped, and he hurriedly adjusted his breathing.

It's just a man's chest, and when the autopsy was performed, the body was good and rotten, didn't you see it all?

Feng Yin smiled leisurely, stopped teasing her, and untied her clothes as instructed.

Seeing that his clothes were half-open, and his jade-colored texture was as white and tender as tofu, but if he used his fingers to pestle, it was much harder than he imagined, and he was like a piece of hard tofu that had been frozen outside.

She wrung out the handkerchief, set it aside, and reached to remove the bandage from behind him.

"Does it hurt?" Untie the bandage and wipe them off with a handkerchief first.

Lian Zheng didn't ask him much, what kind of means did Wei Zongji use to hurt him, if Feng Yin didn't want her to know, why did he waste his efforts in vain.

Ordinary tricks can't hurt him.

Feng Yin lowered her head and covered her hand because of her gentle breath, and her voice was a little hoarse, "Don't ask too much, if you don't want to be bullied by me anymore, it's best to finish the medicine quickly." ”

For the first time in his life, he felt that these injuries were like punishment, and even more difficult than punishment.

While the heavens and men were fighting, the kite had quickly applied the medicine and wrapped the bandage back around him.

"You were so busy twisting my hair at night that I didn't see you eat a few bites, and you left the table quickly, so let Thirteen go and cook you some food?" The kite folded the clothes he had set aside.

Feng Yin didn't speak, looked at her, slowly shook his head, and said in a low voice: "No, I have to rush back." ”

In such a night, if there is still something to do, I am afraid it is an important matter.

"Let's go." She turned and threw the veil back into the tub.

He didn't ask much, and he didn't leave him.

She poured the water out of the tub and asked Thirteen to re-fetch water for her to wash.

Feng Yin was lazy for a while, caught her and teased her a few words, and then left the punishment mansion with Yuan Jiu.

Early the next morning, Lian Zheng and Thirteen rushed to the Criminal Division to work all morning.

After the official document was prepared from the Criminal Division and had lunch, he went to visit Guo He, the left waiter of the household department, again.

Unexpectedly, in Guo He's mansion, he met King Sheng again.

When Wei Yin saw her enter the door, his expression was not revealed, he sat on the lobby and skimmed the tea leaves in the tea cup.

"Congratulations to Lord Mulan on moving into the new mansion." Guo He ordered someone to make a cup of tea and send it immediately.

Pian Zheng nodded and smiled slightly: "The prince is also here today, or the prince has ears." ”

Yin Yuan didn't want to come, but he heard last night that she ordered someone to send two coffins from the Criminal Division, and he didn't send them out again after entering the door, so he speculated that she must have some clues, and Xu would come to Guo He's mansion the next day.

Wei Zhi Yin put aside the tea cup in his hand and asked, "How do you say this?" ”

"Xia Guan is here to ask today, how did Lord Guo nail the purple clothes into the coffin alive?"

Lian Zheng slowly took the tea cup sent by his subordinates, lifted the tea lid, and sniffed it gently.

Guo He's eyes ached, and his hands trembled slightly, but in just a few seconds, he raised his eyes with a look of surprise on his face.

"Lord Mulan, you just said it...... Said that my wife was ...... alive"

From the time of questioning, Pian Zheng paid attention to Guo He's expression, but with such a change, she really couldn't understand it.

"Master Guo, you opened the coffin and took the corpse." Pity Zheng's eyes were as deep as an abyss, and it was certainly not a doubt.

Guo He was on the top seat, silent for a while, and said lightly: "I don't know what Lord Mulan means by this!" ”

"Master Guo, it doesn't matter if you know it or not, I have already seen the coffin, and the corpse has already experienced."

Lian Zheng put the tea cup on the table, and said coldly: "I have sent someone to collect the carriage and coachman that your wife rides on weekdays, Yun Niang should have been killed by Yu Wenyuan, just like she killed Ziyi back then, and did it herself." ”

As soon as the words fell, Guo He's five fingers on the handle of the chair and stool were suddenly curled, the fingertips were rosy red, and the back of his hand was full of green tendons.

"In the end, you still haven't protected anything, then forgive me for being unreasonable, and the current thorough investigation is from the Guo Mansion!"

Pian Zheng got up, with the intention of leaving the table.

"Wait!" Guo He's fingertips gradually turned white, his face turned pale, and he slowly got up.

"How do you know it's me who lifted the body out of the coffin?"