"Ah, do you remember that I went to your house a few days ago and told you that something was wrong with my mother recently, right?"

Jiang seemed to nod.

Xie Qingqi wiped his tears: "At that time, I also guessed that my father had an outer room outside, and it was you who reminded me when chatting, and when I got home, I found that my mother was uneasy because my father behaved strangely and often did strange things at night." My mother thought that my father was evil, so she thought of finding Liu Xiangu to exorcise the evil spirit. As soon as Liu Xiangu died, my mother was in a very low mood, so I persuaded her to ask a good doctor to take a look at my father, and invited a famous doctor to find out that my father was not evil, but suffering from dreamwalking......"

Jiang seemed to listen silently and frowned.

"That's not a good thing, so I didn't mention it to you. My father has already started to take the medicine prescribed by the doctor, who would have thought-" Xie Qingqi couldn't continue, covering his mouth and crying.

"No—" Jiang Ru's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

In his previous life, Yongchangbo also suffered from dreamwalking, and because he didn't ask the doctor to see it, he made a joke about sleeping pigs, but even if Yongchangbo slept with pigs, he didn't kill Mrs. Yongchangbo in his dream.

In this life, Yongchangbo was diagnosed with dream walking syndrome early, and he was still taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor, no matter how he thought about it, he should not have killed his wife by mistake.

"What's wrong?" Xie Qingqi stopped crying and looked at Jiang with a miserable white face.

"Could it be that the eldest maid saw her uncle kill her aunt with her own eyes?"

Xie Qingqi's eyelashes trembled, and tears rolled down: "Father and mother have been resting together, and it is customary for a few big girls to wait for them to freshen up in the morning. When they went in early this morning, they saw their father sitting beside their mother, unresponsive, with a blood-stained candlestick in his hand, and her mother had already been—"

Jiang seemed to grasp the point: "But they didn't see the uncle stabbing the candlestick at the uncle, right?" ”

Xie Qingqi was stunned: "Ah, what do you mean by this?" ”

Jiang seemed to squeeze Xie Qingqi's hand hard: "Qingqi, people say that hearing is false, seeing is believing, but sometimes eyes can deceive people." When the maids saw that their aunt had been killed, and that their uncle was sitting by with the blood-stained candlestick, they thought that their uncle had killed their aunt. In fact, if you think about it, they didn't see the murder process. ”

Xie Qingqi was already confused: "But at that time, there were only fathers and mothers, and it was impossible for others to avoid the eyes of so many people——"

Of course, she didn't want to believe the cruel fact that her father killed her mother with his own hands, not to mention that she couldn't accept it, her father had been going to die to atone for his sins after he woke up, and if it wasn't for a group of people to stop him, maybe he would have gone with his mother......

When Xie Qingqi thought of this, he was so desperate that he wanted to cry.

The pain of her and her brother is not only the loss of their mother, but also the unbearable pain of their father killing their mother.

Now Ah seems to tell her that her mother may not have been killed by her father?

Xie Qingqi couldn't believe it, but there was an expectation hidden in her heart, and this expectation made her suffer even more, and she stared straight at Jiang Qi and said, "Ah Like, why do you say that?" ”

Jiang seemed to calm down.

In the face of such a friend, she had to calm down.

"I've heard of dreamwalking, and people with dreamwalking have some abnormal behaviors after sleeping, such as getting out of bed and wandering, or doing something. But in the final analysis, although these things were done in his sleep and seemed to be unaware, his subconscious actions actually reflected his innermost thoughts. Qingqi, do you believe that your uncle has murdered your aunt in his heart? ”

"No way!" Xie Qingqi excitedly denied, "My parents are so affectionate, how could my father have such a thought!" ”

"There is an effect, there must be a cause. Since we all think that the uncle could never have the intention of killing the uncle, then the cause of the uncle's murder should not fall on the uncle—"

Before Jiang seemed to finish the analysis, Xie Qingqi was already excited and grabbed her hands: "Ah seems that you are right, my mother can't have been killed by my father!" Great, great—"

Jiang seemed to sigh silently.

In fact, the main reason for her analysis is that the results of her past life and this life are completely different. But there are no absolutes, whether Mrs. Yongchangbo was killed by Yongchangbo or not, in the end, it still depends on the evidence.

Xie Qingqi wiped his tears and couldn't wait to go out.

Jiang seemed to be busy stopping her: "Qingqi, where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to tell my father that my mother wasn't killed by him, and there must be someone else!"

"Qingqi, if you tell your uncle like this, he must think that you are comforting him."

Xie Qingqi was a little at a loss: "What if my father doesn't believe it?" Ah, you help me, I'm so afraid that something will happen to my father. I have lost my mother and cannot live without my father anymore. ”

Jiang seemed to think for a while, and said in a low voice: "Qingqi, you can take me to the room where my aunt was killed." ”

Xie Qingqi trembled, and finally nodded: "Okay, you come with me." ”

Mrs. Yongchangbo lived in the main courtyard, and at this time, Mrs. Yongchangbo had already been cleaned up by her mother-in-law and moved to the mourning hall, and her resting place was very deserted, only guarded by two maids.

"Big girl." As soon as they saw Xie Qingqi coming, the two maids saluted one after another.

Xie Qingqi is usually very kind to the maids, but at the moment, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and came to the door and stretched out his hand to push the door.

A maid couldn't help but say, "Big girl, the son said that no one is allowed to enter—"

Xie Qingqi glanced at the maid and said coldly: "Get out of the way!" ”

Seeing Xie Qingqi's tough attitude, the maid retreated to the side, and let her push open the door and walk in with Jiang Yi.

Before entering the inner room, the strong smell of blood came to my face.

Jiang shrugged his nose as if he was uncomfortable.

With such a strong smell of blood, I'm afraid that other smells will be masked.

The smell of blood in the inner room was even stronger, the screen fell to the ground, and the blue gauze tent was lifted indiscriminately after the rain, and there were blood stains on it.

The brocade quilt on the bed was crumpled and piled up in a corner, and the sheets had turned dark red, apparently the incident was too sudden and terrible, and no one had taken care of it yet.

"My mother should be sleeping outside." Xie Qingqi pointed to the bloodstain outside the bed and burst into tears.

"Generally speaking, uncle would choose to sleep outside, right?" Jiang seemed to say subconsciously.

After she married Yu Qi, the scoundrel never slept in the study for a day, and went to the inner room as soon as it was dark, and at that time he told her that he wanted to sleep outside, so as not to get up and make noise for her at night......

"I don't know." Xie Qingqi looked at Jiang Qi blankly, "I want to ask the big girl who waits for my mother to get up at night." ”

Jiang seemed to have a hot face.

She seems to know a little bit more......

"Is this important?" Xie Qingqi rushed to the hospital when he was ill, and immediately called a maid guarding the door in: "Chunfang, does my mother sleep inside or outside on weekdays?" ”

"Madame-" Chunfang subconsciously glanced at the bed, the dazzling blood stains made her lips tremble, "Madame used to sleep in it, and then-"

She glanced at Jiang Yi, not sure if she wanted to continue.