Chapter 187: The Weeping White Lotus (5)
"Who can prove it?"
"No one can prove it", Ma raised his eyebrows.
"But I saw a man in the courtyard, and he didn't see me," Ma said, chuckling.
"Who do you see?"
Ma squinted his eyes and glanced to the left front, his chin slightly raised.
"It's him, Hu Shoujing Hu Yuanwai, I happened to see him downstairs in Miss Cui's boudoir, sneaking out of what he was doing."
"Oh?" , Nie Xiaohu's brows furrowed, and he turned his head to look at Hu Shoujing.
"Not bad", Hu Shoujing nodded, and the sadness on his face seemed to be more than Cui Yuanwai.
"Hu Yuanwai, you weren't drinking tea and chatting in the living room at that time, what did you do outside Miss Cui's boudoir in the middle of the night?"
"This..."
Hu Shoujing hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "The old man has long heard that Miss Cui's painting skills are extraordinary, but I have never had the opportunity to see it, last night I went out to the toilet, and I was just about to go back to the living room after going to the toilet, and suddenly saw Miss Cui's boudoir, so I thought that while Miss Cui was not in the room, I sneaked in to take a look." ”
"Did you go in then?"
"No", Hu Shoujing shook his head, "I wandered downstairs for a while, and just made up my mind to go in, but at this time, a person walked out of the building and collided with me. ”
"It's Xiaoya?" , Nie Xiaohu said.
"Yes, Xiaoya's appearance startled me, so I dismissed my initial thoughts and turned back to the living room."
"Xiaoya, what was the situation like at that time?" , Nie Xiaohu looked at Xiaoya and asked.
"My lord, that's right," Xiao Ya said softly, "I went downstairs after putting down the lotus seed porridge at the head of the young lady's bed, and as soon as I got out of the room, I saw a person standing in front of the door, which startled me.
I asked Hu Yuanwai if there was anything wrong, he said that there was nothing wrong, so he turned around and walked away, I didn't care, it happened that I was a little sick to my stomach, so I went to the toilet. ”
"Hu Yuanwai, did you go back to the living room directly after meeting Xiaoya?"
"Yes", Hu Shoujing nodded.
"Who can prove it?"
"This?" , Hu Shoujing's face was flushed.
"Mrs. Ma, did you see it?" , Nie Xiaohu turned to look at Ma.
"No", Ma said with a weird smile, "I just saw that Hu Yuanwai was a little sneaky in front of Miss Cui's building, I was afraid that he would see me, so I hurried back to the living room, and I didn't even know what happened to him and Xiaoya!" ”
"Hmm", Nie Xiaohu nodded, and turned to look at Hu Shoujing.
"In other words, during the time between Xiaoya's visit to the toilet and your return to the living room, no one knows where you went and what you did, right?"
"Hahahaha!" , Hu Shoujing suddenly laughed, the laughter was full of sadness and pain, and everyone present was a little hairy with laughter.
Nie Xiaohu was just about to ask, but Cui Yuanwai, who was sitting on the side, sighed lightly, shook his head and said, "My lord, you misunderstood Hu Yuanwai, anyone can be the murderer of the little girl, but he is absolutely impossible!" ”
"What do you say about Cui Yuanwai?" , Nie Xiaohu couldn't help but wonder a little.
"My lord, in fact, Brother Shoujing is the real biological father of Mingzhu! How could the murderer be him? ”
As soon as Cui Yuancheng said this, everyone present was taken aback.
"The old king next door!" , these four words immediately popped up in Nie Xiaohu's mind.
"That's not right! If this Hu Shoujing is the old king next door, how can Cui Yuancheng excuse him? Nie Xiaohu couldn't help but be a little confused.
At this moment, Hu Shoujing's wife Zhou was like a dam suddenly opening the floodgates, and the emotions that had been held back for a long time finally found a breakthrough, "Wow! He wept bitterly, and tears instantly covered his cheeks like a flood that had broken the embankment.
"Mrs. Zhou is Mingzhu's biological mother!" , Cui Yuanwai said in a choked voice.
"Oh", Nie Xiaohu nodded, as if he understood a little.
"The old man and his wife have never had an heir, but fortunately Brother Hu took pity on him and passed his youngest daughter to me, when Mingzhu was only three months old, which made our old couple enjoy the joy of family."
After speaking, Cui Yuanwai stood up, walked tremblingly in front of Hu Shoujing, and almost cried and said: "The old man failed to protect Mingzhu, I apologize to you!" After speaking, he will bend his knees.
"Brother Cui, don't be like this!" , Hu Shoujing hurriedly stood up, held Cui Yuancheng with both hands, the two glanced at each other, and hugged each other at the time, without crying, but tears soaked the backs of both parties.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Nie Xiaohu was also infected, his nose was inexplicably a little sour, and then looking at Cao Xiaohui, his eyes were also red, and he kept blocking his nostrils with his fingers.
"Everyone's suspicions have been washed away, it's really a bit tricky now", Nie Xiaohu frowned and sighed helplessly.
"My lord", at this time, Cui Yuanwai's wife Lu Shi choked up and said, "I have sorted out the relics of the little girl, and everything is there, except for one earring." ”
After speaking, Lu Shi came to Nie Xiaohu's side, took out an earring from the jewelry box in his arms and handed it to Nie Xiaohu.
"Let her go and see if there are any items missing, but to separate her, I can tell Miss Cui about her pregnancy, if she doesn't mention it, I will forget", Nie Xiaohu was stunned for a moment, and quickly took the earrings.
Under the hook made of gold, there is a white lotus, the lotus seems to be carved with crystal, it seems to be crystal clear, and the base of the lotus is engraved with a word 'Ming', which is really a ghostly workmanship and exquisite.
"This pair of earrings is a gift that the lord bought for her on the fifteenth birthday of the little girl, and the two earrings are engraved with the word 'pearl', but now one is missing, and I can't find the one engraved with the word 'pearl' in the room, so it must be lost."
Nie Xiaohu pinched the hook with his right thumb and index finger, looking at the white lotus swaying in front of him and fell into deep thought, the white lotus seemed to be crying, and like a lover's tears, calling for its other half.