Guo He went to change his clothes first when he entered the mansion, so he sent his subordinates to send the pity Zheng to the place where Yu Wenyuan disappeared.

Wei Department Yin just found a reason to avoid these dispensable bureaucratic gifts, and followed the pity kite around.

He was in the way of the guard, but it was inconvenient to speak because of his status.

Thirteen was also clever, and directly handed over the matter to Ali, and got out and followed Pian Zheng's side.

Right now, only the Thirteenth and the Guardian Yin were still waiting beside the pitiful kite.

The location of Yu Wenyuan's missing room is a little strange.

The daughter of the dignified household department Shangshu didn't take a short rest in the middle hall of his wife's big house, but chose a secluded place to rest?

The big house in the middle hall is usually near the owner's study, and the wing room where she rests is not only far away from the study, but also more remote, close to the wall of the market, is a room usually occupied by subordinates, which is very unusual.

"Did your wife live here when she married into the mansion?" Pian Zheng couldn't help but ask.

The person who led the way was Xiaoling, who replied at that time.

Xiaoling is a personal maid brought by Yu Wenyuan from the house, and the situation is the clearest.

Xiaoling couldn't help but show nervousness when she heard the question, and said cautiously: "Mrs. sleeps in the Nuanxin Pavilion in the middle hall at night and doesn't live here, but when she takes a break on weekdays, she likes to come here to embroider and paint." ”

"Why are you here?" Mercy asked.

Xiaoling shook her head, "Madame said that this place is closer to the door, and it is here on weekdays, so that the master can greet him as soon as he enters the door." ”

The daughter of a dignified household secretary, the wife of the household squire, no matter how pampered and domineering she is, she will inevitably please her husband.

"You show me all the way first."

Xiaoling led the way according to the instructions of the pityaranty, first looked at the place where the lady lived, and then returned to the missing residence.

His eyes were dim, and he asked, "I see another empty house, has someone else lived in it?" ”

Xiao Ling twisted her fingers and hesitated: "That's the room where the fifth lady lives." ”

"Fifth Miss?"

"Miss Fifth is the one who sent the next incense...... But somehow I got sick, and then ...... and died. ”

Pian Zheng glanced at Xiaoling, "How did you die?" ”

Xiaoling's eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice: "Thrown into the well......"

"Madame originally liked Nuanxin Pavilion when she entered the door, but once the old man was not around, he would have nightmares, so if the old man did not return to the house, the young lady would also sleep directly in the Yaqin Pavilion."

This must be odd.

Would you rather sleep in Yaqin Pavilion than in Nuanxin Pavilion?

The inside and outside of the Yaqin Pavilion looked at it several times, and the window paper was not broken, not like it had used drugs such as sweat medicine.

Lian Zheng asked Thirteen to go to the front and back doors to check and interrogate, and then asked Xiaoling to summon all the people who guarded the door that day.

Wei Shi Yin had followed her at a distance, but now he came over and sat down on a stone bench not far from her.

"Do you know that this Guo He has been praised by his father recently, and he is close to the Gongsun family, and he has the potential to be promoted. Wei Zhi Yin Dao.

Pian Zheng said lightly: "What does it matter to me whether I am promoted or not?" ”

He climbed from the sixth grade to the current third grade, and his original wife originally lived in Nuanxin Pavilion. Today's Mrs. Yu is jealous and famous, and she has delayed many opportunities for him to get involved with major wealthy families. ”

Pian Zheng frowned, Wei Chu Yin suddenly said this to her, is it to make her suspect Guo He?

"Yu Wenyuan's mother Hu Guan is not as simple as you think, if the children raised in the deep palace are not contested, they can only be manipulated by others, and their mother and daughter are by no means good, if you can understand all the lines, it will be better to handle them."

There seems to be something else hidden in this statement.

"None of this has anything to do with me, I just care who the murderer is." He said lightly, losing interest in what he said.

"Ruan Lianzheng, do you just think that if you do your job as an official, you will be able to gain a firm foothold in the court? Do you know why this king brought you to this Guo Mansion today? Wei Zhiyin looked at her, his eyes were heavy.

Once the mercy Zheng completes Guo He's original intention, he will inevitably grant favors, and favors are obtained by Wei Chu Yin, no matter what benefits she has, Wei Chu Yin will definitely not be unprofitable.

"Lord bother, I'm not interested in these."

Pretending not to understand, he turned around and looked at the things around him, pretending to look for clues.

Wei Chuyin looked at her like this, and only felt that he was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he really wasted his heart.

He tried his best to keep her in his camp and keep her safe, but she didn't care at all.

What a white-eyed wolf.

Thirteen rushed back and looked at him like a thief.

King Sheng sat not far from the pity, looking at a tender and sweet appearance.

As if she hadn't seen him at all, she was busy with her own work.

Thirteen breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately nothing happened that was difficult to explain to his master.

He went straight to the door and repeated all the words he had been asked to Pian Zheng, but he found nothing.

Pian Zheng had a little headache, thought about it, and said firmly: "It is impossible for a person to disappear from the house for no reason." ”

"If you are a martial arts master, you can secretly take people away from the house." Thirteen squinted.

"If a martial arts master wants to kill her, it's as simple as an ant, so why bother taking people away and then doing it?"

"The only possibility is that she's still in this mansion, or hiding somewhere we don't know about. ”

Xiao Ling, who was bringing people back from the side of the corridor, had just approached, and when she heard this, she suddenly let out a 'ah' sound, and her face turned pale.

The three of them turned around, and she was followed by two guards.

"What do you remember?" Waiting for Xiaoling to get closer, Pian Zheng asked.

"There is indeed only one place in the house where no one else can enter or exit, only the lord and lady have the key."

Xiaoling was in a trance for a while, but when she came back to her senses, she timidly avoided the eyes of others, and she didn't dare to say anything.

Wei Chu Yin sat on the side, and the undercurrent in his eyes was surging: "Is it possible that this king will torture you to extract a confession and cut off your legs before you can speak?" ”

"The prince spares his life, but the slave and maid don't dare." Xiaoling was so frightened that she fell to her knees and quickly kowtowed.

"The slave doesn't know much, only that it was the place where the original one lived before the lady entered the door."

As soon as he finished speaking, several subordinates looked at each other and fell silent.

"Where's the place?" Pian Zheng turned his head and glanced at Wei Chu Yin.

"Entering through a locked small door behind Nuanxin Pavilion, there is a small courtyard faintly looking inside, the master will occasionally go in, and the lady will only stand and look at it from a distance, and she will not look at it."

"Send someone to fetch the key." This was said to Wei Zhiyin.

Wei Zhi Yin smiled inexplicably, "You have instructed all the people around this king to leave, and you still want to instruct this king?" ”

"If the prince is tired of giving orders, naturally someone will do things for the prince." Pity is not stupid, and this should not be done.

Wei Zhiyin smiled, smiling deeply, with a fox-like cunning posture.

"Do you know that you have accepted the love of this king, but you have to pay it back?"

"I only know that since the prince wants to take advantage of me, it is better to report it back and flatten it."

The pityan did not dodge or dodge, and looked at him calmly.

As soon as he heard this, Wei Chuyin's smile faded instantly.

"What do you mean by that?"

Pity Zheng didn't want to lie, and looked back in silence.

Yin Youyou, the guard, got up and walked towards her, standing still, his eyes were quiet.

"Ruan Lianzheng, do you know that this is the last chance this king gives you."

Without waiting for the pityalist to speak, he suddenly took a step back and smiled lightly.

"This king has done it for you, so I will wait for you to think twice, don't make this king wait for a long time."

After saying that, Wei Shi Yin turned around and walked away from the attic corridor.

"Thirteen, will he go home today?" He tilted his head slightly, leaning sideways and whispering in Thirteen's ear.

Thirteen was stunned, and immediately reacted, he nodded cautiously, "I will send someone to inform Yuan Jiu." ”

Pian Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Xiaoling again, and said lightly: "Lead the way immediately, let's go to that place and have a look." ”

Xiaoling nodded in fear, got up from the ground, dusted off the mud on her knees, but was not in a hurry to walk ahead.

As soon as a few people arrived at Nuanxin Pavilion, someone outside was ordered by King Sheng to send the key.

The door lock is a bit old, but luckily the key can be easily opened.

As soon as the gate opened, a puff of dust came out of it, staining the yard with a musty smell.

Pian Zheng hurriedly asked everyone to stay outside, and first entered the courtyard with Thirteen to take a look.

The furnishings of the yard are extremely simple.

There was only a dead tree that had been turned yellow, a well that had dried up, and a wooden table that had fallen with snow.

She walked to the table and rubbed the snow on the table with her fingers, she subconsciously glanced at it, but found that there was no dust on her fingertips.

She was stunned, and her willow eyebrows slowly frowned.

The yard is so dusty, and this year's snow has just arrived.

This table is outside, how can there be no dust at all?

She leaned over to remove the snow from the table, then looked down to examine the traces on the table.

There were several grooves in the corners of the table, as if they had been stabbed by a dagger or other tool.

"Thirteen, find someone to sweep the snow nearby, and then go get some rice vinegar."

Thirteen hurriedly took out rice vinegar and a bowl from the toolbox he was carrying, and mixed it with appropriate water according to the proportions of the Mercy Zheng Sect.

After the others had swept away the snow, Thirteen carefully poured the prepared rice vinegar on the table and the ground nearby.

In a few moments, fine white foam appeared from the place where there were knife marks on the table and the ground under the table.

There is a bloodstained reaction.

Here's what should have happened.

She glanced at the well next to her, and to her surprise, the dry well was half-filled, and there was still snow piling up on it.

She looked down for a moment, then brushed away a little snow from the edge of the well, picked up the scattered dirt, and rubbed it slightly with her fingertips.

The soil is eighty percent new, and it doesn't look like a well that was filled a long time ago.

"Thirteen, go find a stick." Sensing that something was wrong, she seriously thought about her next step.

Thirteen was stunned, and his brows were twisted.

Every day, I was looking for coals or saws, and now I had to bring sticks.

He didn't dare to complain, so he scratched his head, turned around and ran out of the yard.

In the middle of nowhere, I broke a branch or cut a bamboo stick, and handed it over with a bang.

Without saying a word, he snatched the stick and went into the bottom of the well.

She gently found a place, brushed the snow away, waited for her head to reveal a little earth, and then carefully put the stick into the dirt and stirred it lightly at the bottom.

It was cold, and the soil was frozen for a few minutes, and it was very difficult to stir it.

Suddenly, the bamboo stick seemed to have hit something, slightly stiff, and she picked it a little and hooked something.

The things are buried in the earth, and they are similar in color, and they are not really visible from above.

He had to stick his head in, looked at it for a moment, and suddenly took a deep breath.

It's actually a human hand.

Four fingers are inserted side by side in the loess, the dancome on the nails has been flowered, and the fingertips are slightly tilted, as if they are about to break through the soil.

That's the right hand with a broken thumb!