"Madame—"

After Fu Rong exclaimed, he covered his mouth and nose, and had to rack his brains to say something: "The corpse, the corpse is already rotten and stinky, you really don't have to take care of it anymore, why bother to suffer this crime, just ask someone else to do it for you, I believe that if the general has knowledge, he will definitely not blame you." ”

But Zheng Quqi always turned a deaf ear to his words, and even hesitated to reply to him.

"Madame, the ...... Why don't we put on gloves and do it again? ”

This corpse is rotten like that, or a male corpse, Madame really doesn't feel embarrassed?

"Madame......"

Fu Rong was restless on the side, so he couldn't be idle for a moment, scratching his ears and cheeks, and fidgeting.

After Zheng Quqi unveiled the mask of the male corpse, what he saw was naturally not a complete human face, the coffin was covered with ice, which had the effect of delaying the decay of the corpse, but he could still see a part of the complete skin on the skull before, but now he can't.

But it doesn't matter, one of her favorite TV dramas to watch in modern times is the criminal investigation genre, and she pays special attention to the post-mortem part of it.

The dead can also speak.

She thought that she had carved a wooden sculpture of a human body in equal proportions for Yu Wensheng, although there was artistic processing, but in order to present the authenticity of the figure, she took great pains to put effort into it.

She had briefly examined this corpse in the temple, and because the image of Yu Wensheng being surrounded and falling into the water and dying often haunted her mind, she thought that as a mortal with flesh and blood, it was impossible for her to survive in this situation.

With this in mind, she examined most of the corresponding wounds on his body before she felt that the body should not be fake.

However, when you think about it, there are many things that are wrong.

She undressed him, and the corpse was white and black, with old scars on its skin, and the candles around it were bright all night, illuminating everything in detail.

She leaned slightly, her intently gaze wandering over his upper body.

She remembered that Yu Wensheng was injured once, and she personally medicated him, although she was uncomfortable at the time, so she didn't look at his wounds carefully, but she probably also knew which parts of him had been injured.

But the wounds on this person's body, including short and narrow wounds, burns, penetrating wounds from sharp objects, and whiplashes, looked more like injuries from being punished or fought by a man than a large-scale and severe wound that a general had fallen when he went into battle.

Her face was silent, and she was unwilling to take off all the clothes on her body to her waist, at this time Fu Rong finally couldn't hold it back, trotted up, and hurriedly stopped: "Madam, how stinky this is, I ...... ...... vomit"

He got too close, and inadvertently swept the corpse, and couldn't help but have a physiological reaction to nausea, but he couldn't help it, and only begged her: "Don't check it......"

Why not check?

What is he worried about?

Zheng Qu's face did not change: "Fu Rong, get out of the way, don't let me say it a second time." ”

Seeing his wife's cold and resolute face, Fu Rong naturally didn't dare to make another attempt, but kept praying in his heart, hurry up and save him alone.

She was still trying to recall every bit of Yu Wensheng's body, but it was too vague, she only remembered that he was very thin, but his shoulders were broad, and his whole body was thin but powerful, by the way, waist socket! He had a waist socket, and just as she was about to turn over and look at his back, she suddenly saw a strange mark on the arm of the corpse......

Just as she was about to start checking, a clear and cold voice sounded in the mourning hall.

"Zheng Quqi, what are you doing?"

The mourning hall was broken into, and a swift figure came to the front of Zheng Quqi surrounded by guards, the light hit the bridge of his tall nose, half of his face showed darkness and silence, and his pupils contained layered light and shadow.

Yuan Xingzhou?

How did he come?

Zheng Quqi was stunned for a moment, but did not immediately step forward to salute, but lowered her head, and rubbed the mark with her fingertips of different weights, it did not look like it was painted, nor was it a bruise left by an injury, it was angular and angular, like a special symbol, she could be sure that if this was not a natural birthmark, it must have been deliberately tattooed into the skin.

After confirming and writing it down, Zheng Quqi was suddenly pulled aside by a force, and she looked up at Yuan Xingzhou, who looked at him with a calm expression.

He stared deeply into her eyes and said, "Fu Rong, change the people in the coffin into a shroud!" ”

"Ah, me?" Fu Rong was stunned, but how dare he resist the orders of His Royal Highness the Prince, he could only be aggrieved: "...... Okay, okay. ”

Zheng Quqi frowned and said, "This is not in accordance with the rules." ”

"What does it mean to be compliant?"

He sneered, then forcibly took her hand and left the mourning hall, and the two of them walked through the crisp moonlight corridor of wind chimes together, crossed the flower forest road in spring and autumn, and the wall shadows, and came to a door and pushed it straight open.

His arrival was like a tacit matter, spring, autumn, summer, and winter only glanced at it, and then he knelt on both sides, until he listened to the order, and did not dare to delay to quickly fetch hot water and send a wipe.

Yuan Xingzhou pulled the lump off her nose, soaked her cold hands in warm water, took the cloth on the hanger on the side and wiped it between her fingers little by little.

Maybe he hasn't served anyone, his strength is sometimes heavy and sometimes light, Zheng Quqi knows that his body stinks, and he has just touched a dead person on his hand, and most people probably think it is unlucky, not to mention that he is a high-ranking and powerful person, and he should not do these things for her.

"You let me go, I'll do it myself."

"Have you touched him?" Yuan Xingzhou asked coldly.

Zheng Quqi naturally wouldn't answer such a boring question, she said, "It's so late, why did you come to the General's Mansion?" ”

The more she didn't answer, the more obsessed Yuan Xingzhou became in this matter: "You are bold enough, you dare to touch the body of a dead man, and you dare to peel off the robe of a dead man." ”

Listening to him take a bite of a "dead man", it was as if that person was insignificant.

"You think it shouldn't be?" Her tone was a little cold.

Zheng Quqi said: "Fu Rong also thinks it shouldn't be, but this is obviously a proper thing." ”

Yuan Xingzhou clenched her hand in the water, and suddenly approached Zheng Quqi's face: "Zheng Quqi, have you forgotten what Gu said to you?" You will be the queen of Lone's future, do you think Lone will let you touch other men's bodies casually? ”

Zheng Quqi looked at him, his gaze unbiased: "That's not another man." ”

"Haven't you always hated him and wanted to get away from him and leave him completely? Now that he's dead, shouldn't you feel relieved? Yuan Xingzhou asked her.

"Relief?" Zheng Quqi was in a trance for a moment, and then after coming back to his senses, he said calmly: "I don't hate him, I have never been, I have always wanted to stay away from him, but I ...... Just because of fear. ”

At this moment, she finally faced her heart honestly, if Yu Wensheng was not the general of Ye State, not a living Yama, but just her husband "Liu Fengmian", a white-faced scholar, a blind military advisor who was weak and unable to take care of herself, she might be inseparable from him in this life.

She has not been unmoved by him, love at first sight, and long-term love, of course, there is a little bit of husband and wife responsibility.

Yuan Xingzhou asked her, "What are you afraid of?" ”

"Afraid of what? I can't describe the specifics, it's just that the gap between me and him is too big, and this gap can't be eliminated by becoming a parent, of course, ......" She said to Yuan Xingzhou: "You are the same." ”

Same as what?

Is it impossible to do the same?

Smack-

The basin fell to the ground, splashing hot water soaking their shoes and hems, and as soon as the heat was contaminated, it was dispersed by a cool breeze of the night, leaving only the cold feeling of sticky skin.

Yuan Xingzhou tried his best to restrain his emotions, but the scarlet and sadistic color in his eyes became more and more intense, and the intention of self-immolation was also scorching.

He asked, "What gap?" You have always felt that you are helpless in this world, powerless, and worried that you will be bullied, but now you have everything, money, and Zhang Qinan, the richest businessman in the south of Ye Kingdom, and Su Tian to solve your worries, why do you have no property to support your family in the future? ”

"Power, as the general's wife, all the troops, financial resources and connections under Yu Wensheng's name, and even the golden seals of the three armies are in your hands, as long as you use it properly, even if you want the entire Ye country, you can do it."

"And if you want to do what you like to do, Gu will also hand over the superintendent of all the handicrafts in Ye Guo to you, you can enter and exit freely, have loyal subordinates, brothers, sisters, and friends are all by your side to take care of, right now, everything can be said to be as you wish, what are you still afraid of?"

When he questioned fiercely, Zheng Quqi was stunned, not because he knew everything, but because he actually knew what she was afraid of.

That's right, there is a huge difference between her and Yu Wensheng's status, and she is just a peasant girl with a complicated background, helpless, she is afraid that she will sleep with the tiger and eventually be devoured by the tiger, she is also worried that she has no side to lose, and her relatives and friends will be affected, but in the end there is no way out.

She is even more afraid that if she enters the Gaomen compound, she will lose herself, lose her freedom, and become a mediocre woman who only knows how to take care of flowers and plants and raise children, and she can no longer do what she wants to do.

In short, she was afraid of many things, but she never thought of taking the initiative to solve these problems between her and Yu Wensheng, perhaps because she only had a shallow liking for Yu Wensheng from beginning to end, not the kind of deep love that had to be him.

But now, through Yuan Xingzhou, she realized that all her previous worries and fears seemed to have disappeared invisibly.

She opened her mouth a few times, but in the end she couldn't get a word out.

"Zheng Quqi, ask yourself, if Yu Wensheng is still alive, this time, will you stay by his side with peace of mind?" Yuan Xingzhou was reluctant to ask again.

If he was still alive, where did the body in the mourning hall come from, and who was the person she saw with her own eyes seriously injured and fall into the river? If he is alive, why does everyone say that he is dead?

What if everything is fake...... So what is true?

Zheng Quqi still can't answer this question.

She squatted down, picked up the basin of water on the ground, and deliberately changed the topic: "The prince is so familiar with the General's Mansion, it doesn't seem like it's the first visit today, and even the bedroom I was just arranged for tonight can know?" (End of chapter)