Chapter Thirty-Seven: Death Without Turning a Blind Eye

I looked at myself in the mirror, and the increasingly unforgiving corners of my eyes made me feel strange.

The wind howled, tearing the heavens and the earth,

It made me unconsciously shrink my shoulders.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning slashed, and the sky that had been torn apart by dark clouds was split in half, and the light in his eyes had not yet flashed, as if someone was crying in a low voice, and the crackling rain was separated by the window.

The already troubled thoughts made the rain even more incoherent.

Hiding under the covers and holding my breath as if it was the only way to make me feel better.

I always vaguely felt that something was going to happen tonight, and I tossed and turned, as if I had forgotten to do something, and I was a little flustered and uncomfortable.

What exactly was missing, my mind was spinning rapidly.

Nothing.

I fell into a deep sleep, not knowing that at this moment a man in black was hurrying towards the firewood room in the night rain.

"Brother Yuan, is that you?"

The woman hurried over to the man standing by the door.

didn't notice that because of the shocked and angry eyes when he heard this, sure enough, this woman and Zhou Yuan were still unclear.

The black clothes of the visitor were soaking wet, and the water fell on the dry grass, and soon soaked the floor of the gloomy wood room, and he slowly leaned down and felt for a dagger, the shining blade piercing her heart and lungs in her surprised eyes.

Her eyes were full of doubt, pain, and despair as they fixed on the man in black.

I wanted to reach out and tear off his face towel, but the familiar eyes she saw quickly piled up countless despair in her eyes, and his face under the face was distorted with anger, and blood splattered to the corners of his eyes.

He grabbed her neck violently and asked coldly, "Say, is Nian Huairou Zhou Yuan's daughter?" ”

Thunder went down.

Her face was contorted with great pain, and without uttering a word from her bloody tongue, she spasmed the palm of her hand that was clutched at his arm, and when she took her last breath, she did not answer his question.

He stared at the boss on the ground who was already out of breath but still stared at him, obviously dead, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the hand he had just choked her neck, and threw it casually beside her.

The sky was clear, and all traces of last night had been wiped out by the heavy rain.

I slept late and got up, and when I had washed up and saw the breakfast that had been prepared long ago, I stretched and walked over.

"Miss, it's not good, it's not good" The girl slapped the door vigorously, hissing, as if she was greatly frightened.

"Girl, what are you doing, noisy" I frowned and drank millet porridge, which was really mellow and silky and melted in my mouth.

"Miss, don't eat it, that Mrs. Zhao is dead, and the Xiangye and aunts are gone." The girl hurriedly pressed my bowl.

"What?" I was surprised, and immediately shook off the dishes and chopsticks and walked out.

I saw Xiangye frowning, the third aunt and the second aunt standing together, and the housekeeper and people guarding the door, ready to collect the corpse at any time.

The moment he entered the door, a breath belonging to a dead man came to his face.

I endured the discomfort of churning in my stomach, took a few steps forward, and stopped on the left side of Sangye.

Disgusting!!!

I could see her flesh gushing outward, and I could even see the marks of the cut, straight down from the chest, and the lower abdomen was dug open with a sharp knife, and the colorful intestines made people look sticky and disgusting.

There was something horrible about her appearance, and I could imagine her struggling.

There are also a lot of small insects flying around on it, as if they are rare treasures.

So much blood was firmly solidified on the ground because it dried up overnight, thick and bloody

I suddenly turned my back to look at the second aunt, who was hiding behind Xiangye, frightened by this.

I walked uncomfortably to the side and retched beside a low bush.

"Qianmo, I heard that you came to look for her last night?"

"My daughter had looked for her, but she went back before it rained, and she had been with her for less than half an hour. My girl and Li Min in my hospital can testify to this. "I am neither humble nor arrogant, and said generously.

I looked up, as if I saw the ease and cheerfulness in the corners of Xiangye's eyes.

"Nothing. I just wanted to ask, was there anything unusual that happened before you left? ”

"Xiangye, I saw her very calm last night, forgive my daughter for being bold, otherwise she already knew that she was going to die, or she had a way to make a comeback. That kind of confidence..."

I paused, changed my face, and said, "Daddy, the backyard of our Prime Minister's Mansion is not peaceful. ”

The third aunt listened to my words, and said with a little frightened trembling shoulders: "Xiangye, I also came to see her after dinner yesterday. I asked her if she was the fault of my child, and she didn't say a word, just smiled inexplicably, and I felt scared and left early. ”

"My aunt had a miscarriage for only a few days, and it must be because of the hatred that she didn't care about your orders, don't blame her." I waved at Xiangye and said slowly.

"It's okay, I..." Before Xiang Ye could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an extremely sharp voice.

There was a mournful shout in the distance behind "Mother", yes, I almost forgot Nian Huairou. Isn't it still grounded? How did you get the news so quickly.

Even I've only just arrived.

A bright green voice passed through us very quickly, and pounced straight on the bloody man on the ground.

"Mother, what's wrong with you? Aren't you okay yesterday? She cried sadly, and the second aunt was a little uncomfortable when she heard it, probably thinking of her own daughter, and the incident happened suddenly, leaving Xiao Rong'er in the Hidden Heart Courtyard.

I stood up, leaned next to Xiangye and whispered, "Xiangye, how did Sister Huairou know the news so quickly." Daddy, did you let people know? ”

Xiangye didn't answer my words and shook his head.

His eyes narrowed in confusion as I did.

"Daddy, we still have to check it, we have returned her innocence, and the eldest lady of the Xiangfu Mansion died for no reason and no reason." I watched her hugging the lifeless Zhao Chunan, and looked helplessly at Xiangye.

"Daddy, don't let Nian Qianmo investigate, I think my mother was killed by her, she is a vicious woman." She was a little speechless, and she said the words in her head without thinking.

I shook my head secretly, why didn't you learn your mother's scheming.

"Daddy," I pulled the corner of Xiangye's clothes a little aggrieved.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't check if you want your mother's unexplained death." After saying this, he flicked his sleeve robe at her, and did not intend to pay any more attention.

"Daddy, let's leave this matter to the second aunt to investigate. Sister Huairou of the province is unhappy. Nian Huairou looked at me viciously with a sudden poisonous gaze, I pulled the sleeve of Xiangye, and said intermittently aggrieved.

"Dad, look at what this is, this must be the handkerchief left by the murderer, this is this person." Nian Huairou shouted in a high-pitched and somewhat abnormal voice, holding the handkerchief that the man dropped last night and running towards Xiangye.

I saw Xiangye's incomprehensible smile when he saw that juanzi.

"This is evidence, butler, put it away and hand it over to Qianmo." He glanced at it, but said lightly, as if he didn't care who left it behind.

As if I had vaguely guessed something, I looked at the young Huairou who was already crying and wearing makeup, and shook my head.

I'm a little irritable, although Zhao Chunan said that it is not a pity to die, but that huge secret will also be permanently brought into the coffin.

The reason why a secret is a secret is because the dead can never speak.

I looked at the delicious food on the table, and looked at my favorite crispy duck, and I felt a little tasteless.

The original plan for the second day of next month is estimated to be unworkable, and the plan really can't catch up with the changes.

"Aren't you hungry, Miss? Since Mrs. Zhao's accident, you haven't eaten much, and you have lost weight. The girl looked at me in a daze and said.

"Girl, who in this mansion do you say has such a big hatred for Zhao Chunan?"

"Miss, there is one thing I haven't told you, Brother Sheng said that Xiangye raised a woman in the manor of our Nianfu, and the master has been worried that Mrs. Zhao will not be reluctant, so he has been raised outside, and now that Mrs. Zhao dies, it is estimated that the woman will be brought to the house." The girl said intermittently, pouting a little, and I don't know who was vomiting.

"Oh? Is this true or false? ”

I sat up in shock, a little heartbroken.

Xiangye, did you pick up the third aunt just to find an excuse to pull down Mrs. Zhao so as to make room for your new love to be free of danger?

Is that also him silently looking for someone to kill the eldest lady, who dares to kill someone in the Xiangye Mansion, there is only one person, and that is himself.

If this is the case, if he had known it a long time ago, how could people's hearts be so cold.

The third aunt was still resentful of the big lady who had become a handful of loess, but she didn't know that it was her pillow man who was calculating her.

I felt terrible cold.

The scalp is numb, and a string of small bumps trembles.

Daddy, why are you so ruthless.

Even his own flesh and blood can be assassinated, and his hands are drenched in blood as a powerful prime minister.

I have to be on guard at all times, I can't let him put me and Youwang together, I know that he has always wanted me to be with Youwang again.

I walked to the study, and I saw Li Changsheng guarding outside the study.

I walked towards him with a somewhat grim face, and asked softly, "Is it true or false that the girl said that Xiangye raised a woman in the manor?" What about the housekeeper? Sent something to the woman? ”

"Yes." He replied with one word, but it was like a poisoned arrow, straight into my heart.

It's true, it's a woman, it's the housekeeper who sent things to the woman.

I was about to enter the study when he said in a nice voice, "The woman in the manor is also pregnant."

I paused, my pupils constricting suddenly.

"Got it." I pushed the door open and put on a polite smile again.

"Daughter greets daddy."

"Qianmo, you're here. Have you had dinner? There was a palpable joy in his tone, which had become undisguised.

"My daughter can't eat it, so my daughter came to discuss with her father about letting the second aunt take over the matter of the Nianfu back house."