"I haven't finished my words yet, the scars on Cheng Chun'er's neck are not enough to kill people, and she fought with people before she died, and the mutilation of her fingernails is the best proof, so the person who harmed her must have scratches on her hands, but you see, the scratches on Mrs. Qian's hands, the skin and flesh are turned inward, and it is obvious that this scar was scratched by herself. If it is caught by outsiders, the force must be outward, and now it is not difficult to find the real murderer. Yang Qingqing was ruthless this time, she thought that Ling Shuang was just making a small fuss, and she didn't want to worry about her, but now, she not only threatened Cuicui's life, but also casually ruined a life, this woman was far more ruthless than she imagined.

Chapter Seventy-Five: It's Ruthless

Seeing the corpse covered with a white cloth there, Yang Qingqing was very calm.

"Crown Princess, do you know how Miss Cheng died?" Yang Qingqing turned around and looked at Ling Shuangxue Dao.

"Drowned." Ling Shuangxue looked calm on her face, but she had already begun to beat the drum in her heart, it was not the first time she had killed someone. But the current Yang Qingqing is different from what she sees on weekdays, she has always known that Yang Qingqing is not stupid, but she doesn't know how smart she is.

Yang Qingqing did not speak. But he just pulled Qian Min on the side

"What does the crown princess mean that these wounds on Mrs. Qian's hands were all injured when she murdered Miss Cheng?"

Ling Shuangxue didn't know what Yang Qingqing wanted to do, and it was clear that she looked stupid all over her body now, but the momentum in his eyes was that no one dared to underestimate her.

Ling Shuangxue glanced at the wound on Qian Min's arm, the red scratches, which were obviously artificial.

"Isn't it?"

Yang Qingqing raised her eyebrows. Turning around and directly lifting the white cloth covering Cheng Chun'er's body, the women who boldly followed her all screamed, even Ling Shuangxue's face became ugly, and Qian Min shouted after just looking at it

"I didn't kill it, don't blame me!" While shouting, he squatted down with his head in his hands.

Yang Qingqing looked at the corpse that had begun to swell, and her face was slightly cold,

"Lift her head up." Yang Qingqing said softly, she couldn't relax at all now.

"Shin Sang-in." Huangfu said slowly, and Xin Shangren stepped forward to lift Cheng Chun'er's chin with interest, directly revealing the thin purple scar under his neck.

Yang Qingqing glanced back at Mama An, who also followed, looking at her ruthless eyes, the corners of her mouth were coldly hooked

"Bring me the silver needle." Although the silver needle cannot detect all kinds of poisons, this small poison can be measured.

"Concubine Niangniang." Someone quickly handed over the silver needle, Yang Qingqing stepped forward and skillfully stabbed the silver needle into Cheng Chun'er's nose, and then took it out, sure enough. The silver needle is black.

"Crown Princess, are you really sure that Cheng Chun'er was pushed into the lake and drowned?" Yang Qingqing asked Ling Shuangxue in a light tone, making it impossible to tell whether she already had a definite result or wanted to test it.

"Isn't it?" Ling Shuangxue asked coldly, and the atmosphere in the room also became tense, so that others did not dare to come out.

Yang Qingqing raised the silver needle in his hand

"I was stunned, and I fought with the murderer before I was stunned, so I left a thin scar on my neck." Yang Qingqing wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Ling Shuangxue before she finished speaking.

Ling Shuangxue's eyes were cold, and she glanced at Qian Min on the ground

Chun'er was already in the lake when she was discovered, and Mrs. Qian told Bengong that the side concubine was not in her yard in the middle of the night, so Bengong naturally thought that Chun'er was drowned, of course. The side concubine is extremely powerful, and it is not impossible to strangle Chun'er with ease. Ling Shuangxue looked at Yang Qingqing and said.

Yang Qingqing shook her head with a smile

"You pointed at Mrs. Qian a moment ago and said that she was the murderer, but the real evidence was found from your personal mother, the crown princess, this makes Qingqing understand." Yang Qingqing spread her hands and looked at Ling Shuangxue Dao, and she also made the worst guess in her heart, that is, in fact, Cheng Chun'er's death had nothing to do with others at all.

"Side concubine. It is better for a woman to stay in the house to teach her husband and children, and such complicated matters should be handled by the government. Ling Shuangxue finally couldn't help it, her chin raised slightly and looked at Yang Qingqing.

Yang Qingqing saw that the matter was about to be investigated, how could she give up.

"I haven't finished my words yet, the scars on Cheng Chun'er's neck are not enough to kill people, and she fought with people before she died, and the mutilation of her fingernails is the best proof, so the person who harmed her must have scratches on her hands, but you see, the scratches on Mrs. Qian's hands, the skin and flesh are turned inward, and it is obvious that this scar was scratched by herself. If it is caught by outsiders, the force must be outward, and now it is not difficult to find the real murderer. Yang Qingqing was ruthless this time, she thought that Ling Shuang was just making a small fuss, and she didn't want to worry about her, but now, she not only threatened Cuicui's life, but also casually ruined a life, this woman was far more ruthless than she imagined.

Ling Shuang listened to Yang Qingqing's words, the corners of her mouth pursed coldly, and Mama An, who was standing behind Ling Shuangxue, subconsciously put her arms behind her back.

The corners of Yang Qingqing's eyes were cold, and she just wanted to raise her hand to Mama An, but someone suddenly hit her somewhere behind her, and then her whole body was numb, and her consciousness seemed to be pulled out.

Yang Qingqing's mouth moved, but she still couldn't make a sound, and then the whole person fell straight behind her.

Huangfu caught the fallen Yang Qingqing without worry, and his thin lips were slightly hooked

"That's the end of this matter, let's all step down."

"His Royal Highness the Prince......" Ling Shuangxue was a little cowardly, she didn't look like she was fierce in front of the prince, but looking at Yang Qingqing who fell in the emperor's carefree arms, Ling Shuangxue's eyes still had a chill.

"Stand down, this palace will look for you later." Huangfu looked up at Ling Shuangxue without worry, half of his face under the mask was still gentle with a slight smile.

Ling Shuangxue was stunned in place, and her heart began to beat suddenly.

"The concubine obeys." Ling Shuangxue saluted in a proper manner, and then turned away, just guessing the moment she lowered her eyes, the killing intent appeared.

Yang Qingqing is also very entangled in her dreams, because her current life steps have been completely disrupted, since she walked out of the village, her fate no longer seems to be controlled by her, and now she is too conceited, even more so.

"Don't!" Waking up from the dream, Yang Qingqing sat up from the bed suddenly, and Cuicui, who was on a plate, hurriedly ran over when she heard the sound

"Miss, are you alright?" Cuicui looked at Yang Qingqing with a panicked face.

Yang Qingqing looked at Cuicui, who was still alive although her face was swollen, and breathed a sigh of relief,

"It's fine if you're okay." Yang Qingqing lowered her head a little frustrated, and she seemed to be starting to have fetters when she was alone, which was not good.

Cuicui looked worried about herself, and Yang Qingqing grinned

"Yes, oh, pick it up, it's the mulberry girl who helped the slave." Mulberry is the prince's person, and the mulberry leaf girl helps herself, doesn't that mean that the prince also helps the young lady? Cuicui is very proud.

Yang Qingqing looked at her smug appearance, the corners of her mouth twitched, she was really a stupid girl, couldn't she see how much she wanted to escape from this prince's mansion!

Looking around, Yang Qingqing found that there seemed to be a familiar figure missing, and Cuicui also saw Yang Qingqing's doubts

"Miss, Huahua is kneeling at the door, no matter how I call her, she won't get up." Cuicui was puzzled.

Yang Qingqing smiled and pinched Cuicui's face, pinching her so much that she laughed

"Go pack her things, I'll go out and see her."

"But ......"

"No, but, do as I say." Yang Qingqing looked up at the sky speechlessly, the first friend she made wanted to hurt her, and Yahuan, who was finally acquainted, also had bad intentions, God, did you go to mahjong?