Chapter 8: The Female Corpse of the Ancient Well

There is a large willow tree that has grown for hundreds of years in the courtyard.

Next to the willow tree, there is an old well.

On the edge of the well, there was a freshly salvaged female corpse.

A few bold servants gathered around, and you and I talked about it to the newly married princess.

"It's really unlucky, this princess will die as soon as she marries."

"Which princess who married in is not unlucky?"

As soon as Li Qing stepped into the courtyard of the side courtyard, he heard such words.

Wang Fu Yahuan was startled, and just wanted to cough twice to remind the servants in the courtyard, Li Qing said as if he didn't care about himself: "Those who are not unlucky have been said by you to be unlucky." ”

The servants in the courtyard didn't know Li Qing, but they could guess who she was by looking at her clothes and the rings she was carrying, and they were immediately frightened to the point that their faces were blue and their legs and feet were weak.

Wang Fu Yahuan took the opportunity to find out Li Qing's identity.

As if they had just woken up from a dream, the servants hurriedly saluted Li Qing, and beat a drum in their hearts: Even if Princess Yi has never had a status in this Yi Palace, it is still very scary for her to hear such rebellious words in person.

Li Qing didn't bother to pay attention to these broken-mouthed slaves, she walked straight to the corpse by the ancient well.

When everyone reacted, Li Qing had already squatted down in front of the corpse.

The female corpse was blistered, her clothes were disheveled, her skin was blue-white, her face was bruised, her forehead was bruised, her eyes were staring at her deathly, and her wet black hair was sticking to her head and face, which was very terrifying.

Liu Wu trembled and glanced closer, then turned and ran away in fright. She really didn't understand why Li Qing, who married instead of their young lady, was so bold and not even afraid of corpses.

While observing the details of the various parts of the corpse, Li Qing asked, "Have you notified the government?" ”

"Reporter?" A servant in charge said in surprise: "Her name is Chun Tao, she is an inferior slave who sold herself, and she threw herself into the water to die, so she wrapped it in a mat and pulled it out and threw it at the mass grave." The palace has just done a happy event, and reporting to the official for such a trivial matter will lose the face of the palace. ”

He didn't dare to say the word "bad luck" anymore.

Li Qing stood up, glanced at him lightly, and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The servant in charge was worried that Li Qingqiu would settle accounts and investigate their nonsense, so he didn't want to answer this question, but he had to answer: "Back to the princess, the slave's name is Li Quangen." ”

Li Qing asked, "Li Quangen, did you see the deceased thrown into the well with your own eyes?" ”

"No, no." Li Quangen hurriedly waved his hand to deny.

Li sneered: "You didn't see it, how do you know that she threw herself into the water?" If you want me to say, she was killed and thrown into the well. Report to the official, please do it. This princess wants to see if she was killed by this princess, or because of some other reason. ”

It turns out that she is not not not pursuing it, but is waiting for them here!

For the first time, a group of slaves were frightened and silent by the fifth princess Yi who married in and sent her to death.

The people from the official government did not come, and the servants who were supposed to go to report to the official brought the person who were supposed to report to the official were Yiwang Huaxiao.

"The prince is here, the prince is here."

"I've seen the prince." The servants hurriedly greeted Hua Xiao.

Liu Wu trembled and returned to Li Qing's side, looked at Li Qing, and then looked at Hua Xiao. Seeing Li Qing standing indifferent, she couldn't help but gently tug Li Qing's sleeve and whispered, "Miss, this is His Royal Highness King Yi." ”

Of course, Li Qing recognized this person as Yi Wang Huaxiao, but she didn't plan to greet him. She glanced at him from head to toe, only to find that he was not wearing the jade pendant of that day.

"Are you sure he's King Yi?" Li Qing said to Liu Xu: "I haven't seen the prince again, how do I know that he is not pretended by someone else?" What kind of ploy is this that leads us to make mistakes? ”

Her voice was neither loud nor small, just enough for everyone present to hear it clearly.