"What did they say?" Qingzhou tried his best to steady his voice and asked Forsythia.

"Now those people outside are divided into two groups, one of which says that the prince is ruthless and disregards human morality, and in order to get his nephew and daughter-in-law, even his own nephew can kill him, and he is not worthy of being a prince at all. Another group of people said that the prince has been famous for many years, has made great achievements, and has also formed some grievances in the court, and this matter must be someone slandering him behind his back, in short, there are many grievances outside, and they are asking Jing Zhaoyin to solve the case as soon as possible. ”

Qingzhou listened to all the words of Forsythia word for word, in fact, even if Forsythia didn't say it, Qingzhou also understood, Mingxiang is a famous prostitute in Yichun Building, and she is already quite famous in Beijing, not to mention that this matter is related to Wanzhong Mountain, Wanzhong Mountain is famous, and suddenly it has something to do with this Oiran, and the messy rumors will be like wings, quickly spread to all places, and they can't stop.

"Miss, the little prince is almost one year old, didn't the prince say that when the prince is born, he will come back, and when the prince comes back, these rumors will be self-defeating." Forsythia couldn't bear to see Qingzhou's lost soul, so he comforted him.

"Forsythia, what if these aren't rumors?" Qingzhou's heart was sour, and he looked towards Forsythia.

"What do you mean, Miss?" Forsythia was shocked, "Miss, is it true that Young Master Zi'an's death is really inseparable from Wang Ye Tuo?" ”

"I don't know," Qingzhou's eyes were full of bitterness, she shook her head, and whispered; "Wan Zi'an is his own nephew, although he is a little harsh on him on weekdays, but I know that in his heart, he has always had high hopes for Wan Zi'an, I really don't believe it.... He would have his own nephew killed. ”

After speaking, a little pain floated in Qingzhou's eyes, and he said again; "But as you said, Wan Zi'an's death is indeed the fulfillment of the prince, the prince married me, in the eyes of the world, the prince.... is the biggest beneficiary of this accident. ”

Forsythia's heart froze, and his eyes were frightened, and he couldn't help but ask in a lost voice; "Miss, if this is really done by the prince, then what should we do?"

Qingzhou remembered everything between himself and Wanzhongshan, he had always treated her so well, he could not even want his own life for her, so in order to get her, would he want the lives of others, even if this person was his own nephew?

Qingzhou clenched her fingers tightly until her nails pinched into her palms, and the pain hit her, which only made her gasp, she raised her head, her eyes were firm, and she said word by word with forsythia; "Forsythia, at the beginning, everyone in Jingshi knew that Wan Zi'an didn't like me, hated me, and spent every day drinking and drinking, right?"

Forsythia didn't understand the meaning of Qingzhou's words, and when she asked like this, she nodded suspiciously.

"Also, when he beat me that day, not only did you see it, but also those servants of Wanfu, but also many people saw it, didn't you?" Qingzhou's eyes were bright, and he asked again.

Forsythia's heart moved, vaguely remembering something, she looked at Qingzhou in disbelief, and lost her voice; "Miss, do you want to .....?"

Qingzhou nodded, her voice was very soft, but Forsythia could still hear it clearly, "I don't know if this matter was done by the prince, if it really has something to do with him, I will go and tell Jing Zhaoyin that it is me..... made people do tricks and killed Wan Zi'an. ”

"Miss!" Forsythia let out a low cry, "Are you going to apologize for the prince?" ”

Qingzhou's expression has calmed down, and listening to Forsythia's words, he bowed his head slightly, and said; "I'm going to confess, Wan Zi'an treats me badly, spends all day drinking, punching and kicking me, I have every reason to want to kill him, and then.... Go and seduce the king of Zhenbei again. ”

"Miss, what are you doing here?!" Forsythia was so sour in her heart that she couldn't help but squat down in front of the light boat.

The light boat stroked the top of the forsythia's hair and gently instructed; "Forsythia, if there really is one day, you must take care of Xiaobao for me, and I will hand over the child to you."

"No, Miss, when the prince comes back, everything will be revealed, with the prince here, he won't let the lady take the blame for him!" Forsythia anxiously grabbed the corner of Qingzhou's clothes, Qingzhou thought of Wanzhong Mountain, only felt that his intestines were turning, and he was also looking forward to his coming back soon.

In the rest of the days, Mingxiang's case did not make much progress, Jing Zhaoyin personally investigated the case thoroughly, and led people to carefully inspect the harness used by Wan Zi'an on the day of the fall of the horse, and really found out that Wan Zi'an's stirrups and saddles were made of hands and feet, and the saddle was buried in a thin silver needle, and the button of the stirrup was cut with a knife very secretly, which may not be enough for people to find out for a while, but as people bumped on the saddle, the pedals will only become more and more unstable, all kinds of signs show that Wan Zi'an fell from the horse and died, not accidentally, but man-made.

As soon as the news came out of the government, it immediately spread all over the streets and alleys of Beijing, and the world was in an uproar.

The ladies of the Wan family naturally all knew about it.

Since the rumors of Wan Chongshan killing Wan Zi'an came out, Wan Mu suddenly tried her best to distinguish her son, and scolded in the house, only saying that this matter must have been deliberately framed behind her back, as the case unfolded step by step, almost all the evidence pointed to Wan Chongshan, Wan Mu was still strong on her face, but she was already panicked in her heart, thinking of all the big mistakes made by Wan Chongshan for the sake of Qingzhou, even Wan Mu's heart was bottomless, I don't know if this matter has anything to do with her son.

On the one hand, it is her own flesh and blood, and on the other hand, she is her own grandson, and her mother has sadness, anxiety, sadness, resentment, worry, etc., and she finally fell ill after a few days, but after a few days of hard work, Wan's mother has been thin and out of shape, and she looks more and more old.

After Wan Mu fell ill, Qing Zhou would personally go to Wan Mu's room every day to serve the decoction, Wan Mu every time she saw her, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, only to say that the family was unfortunate, marrying such a woman, provoking the uncle and nephew to fall to such a point.

Qingzhou naturally understands Wan Mu's thoughts, she is ashamed and sorry in her heart, and she only serves Wan Mu meticulously, and only hopes to do her filial piety for Wan Chongshan.

The night was dark.

There was only one lamp burning in Ning's house, and the dim candlelight reflected her pale complexion, but seeing that her temples were like frost, and her eyebrows were full of misery.

The departure of her only son seemed to have taken away all her joys, and now she sat there like a puppet, her eyes blank and her hair in a bun, withered and haggard.

"Big lady, it's not too early, you should rest early." The eldest girl beside the Ning family, Chu Yuan, cautiously persuaded.

In the past two years, Ning's spirit has been good and bad, at Wan Xiaobao's full moon banquet, she ran out of her courtyard and cursed loudly at Wan Xiaobao.

Ning raised her eyes, Chu Yuan had followed her for many years, and was considered her confidant, looking at her at this time, Ning Shi's eyes gradually became brighter, sweeping away the previous sluggishness, she stared at Chu Yuan's eyes and lowered her voice; "Who's watching?"

"Back to the eldest lady, Princess Chen served on the old lady's side, and the little prince asked the forsythia girl and the nurse to guard together, and the old lady was afraid that she would be sick to the little princess, so she didn't let the prince take her over."

When Ning Shi heard this, a sneer appeared on the corner of her lips, she raised her head, just saw the mirror, looking at her appearance like a person who is not a person, a ghost or a ghost, the tip of Ning's nose was sour, and she only smiled and spoke in a dumb voice; "For the past two years, they have locked me up in this courtyard, and they said that they were treating me, to put it bluntly, but the pair of dogs and men were afraid that I would tell me about their disorderly, incest, concubine, and ugly things!"

Speaking of this, Ning's eyes became brighter and brighter, she couldn't stop sneering, but there was a line of muddy tears snaked down from her eyes, in the past two years, even she herself can't remember how many tears she shed, originally, when Qingzhou never gave birth to Wan Xiaobao, Wan Mu every time she thought of Zi'an, she would also accompany her to be sad, accompany her to miss the child, but when Qingzhou gave birth to Wan Xiaobao, gave birth to such a white and fat, pink and jade little doll, Wan Mu's heart fell on the child, Where is the shadow of Wan Zi'an?

In this huge Wanfu, apart from her, who still remembers Wan Zi'an? Who remembers that young, handsome, cynical young man?

Yes, her son is spoiled and spoiled, he doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it, he loves to spend all his time drinking, he can't compare to his uncle, he is a gentleman, but he.... Sin does not lead to death!

Ning Shi thought of her son's face, her thin body couldn't help but tremble violently, her tears became more and more, so much hatred, continuous hatred, only made her grit her teeth, almost squeezed out three words from between her teeth, it was a person's name.

"Ten thousand! Heavy! Mountain! ”

Ning's silver teeth clenched, almost tearing the handkerchief in her hand, she looked at the mirror, looked at herself in the mirror, and slowly spit out a sentence to herself, "You made me lose my son, I also want you to lose your son, you should also taste it, this taste!" ”

After Ning finished speaking, he slapped his palm on the table fiercely, making a crisp sound, because of the force, her palm was red, but she didn't realize it.

Early the next morning.

Qingzhou got up very early, Wan Xiaobao has not woken up, Qingzhou got out of bed lightly, these days, every day she personally took the child to sleep, heard the movement in the house, Forsythia is to lead the maids to rush in, serving Qingzhou to wash, Qingzhou is afraid of waking up the child, every move is very careful, she cleaned up herself, and with the nurse and forsythia carefully instructed, before leaving the house, towards the yard of Wan Mu.

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