Chen Ying paused for a moment beside the bloodstain, frowning in contemplation.

It is said that when Zhou Jiuniang was discovered, she was crossing the threshold of the gate.

Was this bloodstain left behind when she was struggling to survive?

Follow the officials to the second courtyard gate, she led her neck to look, under the light of the bright candle, the stone steps outside the courtyard gate were speckled, and the white stone path was dyed blood-colored, extending forward.

Chen Ying's heart tightened.

This is undoubtedly left by Zhou Jiuniang.

The loss of every life is suffocating.

With an indescribable heart, she followed the servant around the blood stains and came to the gatehouse in the front yard.

The two female officials were guarding the door, and when they saw the comer, they all crossed their hands and saluted.

"I'll go in and ask a few words, and you guys will watch the door." The official looked arrogant, swaggered and took Chen Ying into the house, and the two female officials looked down at the ground, as if they hadn't seen it.

It seems that this official is still a good talker.

The porter had two rooms, the front one was empty, and when they entered the back room, they saw a woman dressed as a woman, wearing a purple smoke and a large-sleeved shawl, covered with blood, sitting with her head down.

It's Ziqi!

"Hurry up." The official stopped in front of the door, whispered, and then turned outside the first room to help watch the wind.

Chen Ying walked into the room and looked around.

The furnishings in the house are simple, with two lanterns hanging under the beams, and the four walls are painted with white powder, and there is a faint smell of blood diffuse.

"Ziqi." She called out and walked in front of Ziqi.

Ziqi slowly raised her head, and there was no brilliance in her distracted eyes.

A clean cloth towel was wrapped around her head a few times, Chen Ying leaned over to take a look, and smelled a very shallow medicinal fragrance.

It looks like her injuries have been taken care of.

"Ziqi, do you still recognize me?" Chen Ying went to pull Ziqi's hand.

Ziqi shrank back like an electric shock, and her face was frightened: "Don't ...... Don't come, don't come......"

Looking at her pale face, Chen Ying knew that she was overly frightened and couldn't give a normal reaction at the moment.

Taking half a step back, Chen Ying squatted down and looked up at her, and said softly: "Ziqi, I'm the third girl, I'm here to see you." ”

"Three...... The third girl ......" Ziqi stared at her with wide eyes, her eyes turned into confusion, she tilted her head, and her scattered sideburns fell down with the movement, blocking her pale face.

"It's me, I'll take a look at you." Chen Ying looked at her, her eyes as clear as water, calmly condensed on her body.

Ziqi seemed to recognize the person, her eyes were no longer dazed, her chapped lips moved, as if she wanted to laugh, but soon she showed surprise again, raised her fingers and "shhhh......h Be careful...... There's someone in this house...... There are bad guys ......"

She looked to her left and right in horror, her arms clenched tightly, her body trembling.

Chen Ying's heart tightened.

She must have been terrified.

Chen Ying stretched out her arms, hugged Ziqi gently, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, with me, I will shoot arrows, and I am not afraid of bad guys." ”

Afraid that she wouldn't believe it, he gave her the bracer on his arm again: "Look, I have this, this is only used when I shoot arrows, you know that I am very good at archery, and I can beat away no matter how many bad guys there are." ”

Ziqi looked at her hesitantly, her eyes gradually regaining focus.

She stared at Chen Ying, as if she was recognizing whether she was real or fake, and then her face turned pale, and she stood up suddenly, and said in a panic: "The girl forgives her sins, the servant should die, the maid should not sit, the maid ......."

"Sit down." Chen Ying sat down according to her, looked into her eyes, and whispered softly: "I'm here to ask a few questions, and you can tell me everything you can remember, okay?" ”

The voice is like water, quiet and clear, and seems to be able to soothe people's hearts.

Ziqi nodded subconsciously and answered yes.

Chen Ying took her hand and asked softly, "Tell me first, who have you seen since you arrived at the West Guest Courtyard?" ”

Ziqi's eyes turned to the side, looking fixedly at a certain place, her eyes were dull, and after a while, she shook her head: "No...... I didn't see anyone. ”

Chen Yingyue said softly: "Then what happened after you entered the hospital?" Think about it. ”

Ziqi's face showed a look of trying to remember, and after a while, she suddenly seemed to remember something, and her body shook: "I...... Servant ...... Servant ...... Come to think of it. Her hand held by Chen Ying trembled slightly: "After the maid enters the courtyard, the courtyard ...... If there is no one, the servant will ...... Only...... Went to the backyard. ”

She swallowed hard, and her hands trembled violently: "Slave see...... When he saw that the lights were on in the west wing, the servant went in. But...... But ......"

She suddenly raised her hand and hugged the back of her head in pain, and her body shook back and forth: "When I entered the house, my maid's head suddenly ...... Suddenly...... It hurts for a while, and then ...... The servant was dark before her eyes...... I don't know how long it took, vaguely ...... The servant seemed to hear someone...... Someone spoke. ”

Chen Ying's eyes lit up, and she held her hand tightly: "What did you hear?" Don't be in a hurry, you speak slowly. ”

Ziqi bit her lip and looked away with her eyes, as if she was trying to recall the scene at that time, but her eyes gradually became confused.

"Son-of-law...... The slave is now ...... Can't remember. She frowned, her expression becoming more and more painful: "The maid remembers...... There's a lot of blood...... Lots and lots of blood...... And knives...... The servant had a knife in her hand...... Sit on the ground...... It doesn't seem to be the West Wing, it's a bigger room than the West Wing...... The servant sat on the ground...... A lot of blood......"

She muttered, suddenly pushed Chen Ying away, raised her hand in front of her eyes and looked at it repeatedly, and then rubbed her fingers back and forth desperately: "No...... That's not going to work...... A lot of blood...... Too much...... To wash it...... To wash it...... Mom will punish you...... Mommy will be upset ......"

She turned her head nervously, as if to find something that would wash away the blood, and her pale lips trembled: "Water...... Why isn't the basin there...... How can this be a good ......?"

Chen Ying's heart was clenched, and it hurt a little.

This is very serious post-traumatic stress syndrome, Ziqi's psyche, suffered a heavy blow.

Chen Ying felt guilty beyond measure.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, she was glad that Li was fine.

How selfish is this?

The Li family was lucky to escape, but Ziqi was more innocent, and her loyalty made her a scapegoat for this case.

Even though the words were unknown, Chen Ying could still hear that Ziqi had a great possibility and fell into a trap.

After she entered the West Chamber, she should have been knocked unconscious.

She should still be partially conscious during the process of fainting, so she heard someone speak.

Later, when she came to her senses, she found herself with a knife, covered in blood, and possibly a corpse around her, and she was so frightened that she fainted again.

What was the voice she heard?

Chen Ying did not ask any further questions.

Ziqi's mental state is very bad, and if she asks again, she may collapse.