Chapter 63: Dead
"Young Master?"
Chunchan stood outside the door and shouted, her voice was neither light nor heavy, but it was enough for the people in the room to hear.
If it were normal, there might be a scolding from the Seventh Young Master in the house.
But today is very abnormal, half a day has passed, and there is still no movement in the house.
Chunchan had no choice but to shout a few more times.
She didn't dare to trespass, the Seventh Young Master's temper has always been bad, and if she rushes in, it will be over if she ends up with a Juan'er.
The twilight sunlight shone on the door of the main house of Xuanzhuyuan and sprinkled through the window sash in the house.
Chunchan frowned, at this time in the past, the Seventh Young Master should have woken up, and those of them who were slaves and maids had already gone in to serve and wash.
But if you go in like that...... Chunchan hesitated in her heart.
"Why do you stay here and lazy?" In the courtyard, she saw Chunchan standing in a daze, as if she was staring at the door in a daze, so she scolded her.
Hearing the sound of the clouds, Chunchan's eyebrows and eyes instantly relaxed, and she turned around and trotted towards the clouds, as if she had found the backbone.
"Sister Qiyun, the young master hasn't woken up yet, what can I do?" Chunchan asked her as she walked.
Ruyun wrinkled his eyebrows, and his tone became more and more bad, "Then you go to work, what do you care about him." ”
She rolled her eyes at Qin Zhen's room, turned her head and left.
Seeing that Yiyun left like this, Chunchan stood behind her and stomped her feet angrily, "But our job is to serve the young master to wash up in the morning." ”
Qiyun ignored her anymore, and didn't stop, just scolding and scolding in his mouth, ", how can you do it with so many people?" ”
"The government will no longer send a few people."
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her anymore, Chunchan ran back to Qin Zhen's door in a few steps.
Anyway, we had to wake up the young master, she thought to herself.
With such courage, she pushed the door open in one breath.
"Young Master?" Chunchan shouted as she pushed open the door.
The first moment she stepped forward, she sensed that something was wrong.
There was a pungent smell of blood mixed with other smells in the room, and the room was strangely cold.
"Young Master?" Chunchan took a few more steps forward anxiously, and at her feet was an overturned stove, and the ashes were scattered all over the ground.
There seemed to be something strange rolling in the ashes.
Chunchan looked at the past, and the smell of burnt smell came to her nostrils.
She suddenly realized that it was a human finger that had rolled to the ground.
"Ahh Chunchan was so startled that she even forgot the etiquette, and fell to the ground after taking two steps back.
She looked up, and a pair of eyes were meeting hers.
Leaning against the side of the bed was a lifeless corpse, with pale skin and eyes staring at the front.
His clothes were soaked with blood, blood spilled all over the ground, and a dagger soaked in almost dry blood.
The palms of the hands outside the cuffs were bare, covered with blood, and the fingers were scattered in the ashes.
The strange smell was the smell of burnt flesh on the fingers in the stove.
Qin Zhen is dead......
Seeing everything in front of her, Chunchan screamed extremely sadly.
Even the clouds outside the house who were about to walk away were attracted to her, and she scolded again: "Why do you die? What do ghosts shout all day long? ”
"Sister Yun!" Chunchan hurriedly got up and rushed towards her, hiding in her arms.
Like a cloud hugged her, and over Chunchan's shoulder, she saw Qin Zhen's miserable death......
"Old lady! Xue Daochang is dead! An attendant knelt in front of Old Madam Qin and prayed.
"Why did you die all of a sudden?" She asked the people below.
The attendant's expression was serious, "Early this morning, the guards all fainted for some reason, and when they woke up, they found that Xue Daochang had been pierced through the heart with a dagger, and he was no longer breathing. ”
Old Madam Qin's brows were locked, her eyes were like sharp swords, "Let you take a good look at people, why do people die?" ”
"What a bunch of shit, what's the use of you?" With a wave of her sleeve, she swept the glass from the table to the ground, splintering splinters onto the squire's face, leaving a trail of blood.
"The minions are useless, please forgive the old lady." He hurriedly kowtowed a few times, his head on the ground, and he didn't dare to look at Old Madam Qin again.
After a long silence, Old Madam Qin's chest rose and fell, as if she was angry with this matter.
Just as she was about to say something, another person ran in from outside the house.
It was Yiqing, she was in a hurry, shouting all the way, "Oh no, old lady, no!" ”
She knelt down in front of Old Madam Qin with a plop, her expression was timid, and her eyes were full of tears, "Old Madam ......"
Old Madam Qin was angry at this time, and when she saw that she was making a lot of noise and was out of place, she was so angry that she scolded: "What kind of system, there are no rules every day." ”
Yi Qing took a few steps forward on her knees, stroking the upper of Old Madam Qin's shoes, her expression was sad, the tears on her face were very obvious, "Old Madam, our seventh brother is ......"
Hearing that it was Qin Zhen's matter, Old Madam Qin's expression froze, and seeing that Yiqing's expression was not good, she asked with some concern, "Say it well, what's wrong with Seventh Brother?" ”
Yiqing was a little slurg, and her tears became more and more unstoppable, "Seventh brother...... Seventh brother, he's dead. ”
Old Madam Qin was so frightened by these words that her body went limp, and she was about to fall to the ground before she could support it.
Yiqing hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, wiped her tears and said, "Old lady, don't be too sad, sad and hurt." ”
Old Madam Qin ignored her words, held Yiqing's arm and asked again, "What do you say happened to Seventh Brother?" ”
Yiqing looked at Old Madam Qin's appearance, very unbearable, and didn't say anything more.
Old Madam Qin continued to ask, "What do you say? ”
Then she shook her head to herself, "Impossible, how is this possible, Seventh Brother is obviously fine, how can it be?" ”
"I'm going to see Brother Seven." After saying that, Old Madam Qin got up from the Luohan bed.
She was about to leave when she stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
Yiqing hurriedly held her tightly.
Old Madam Qin stood up strongly, and her body became more and more rickety.
Yiqing silently wept as she helped the old lady to walk out.
Qin Zhen's death shocked the entire Guogong Mansion.
A slave who saw his death was sneaking behind his back and talking to others, "Seventh Young Master's death is not to mention how scary it is." ”
"yes, yes, I saw it too, it's scary!"
Qin Manjing didn't know how many such remarks she had heard along the way.
"I'm afraid it's not a soul asking for your life!"
Qin Manjing was passing by behind the wall, and when she suddenly heard these words, she stopped with some curiosity.
"Eh, Mom Li, did you see it?" A little girl asked her curiously.
"Don't mention it, you'll have nightmares when you watch it, don't be too scared to sleep when you little girl." Li's mother snorted, and didn't want to continue.
"Eh, Mother Li, just talk about it." The little girl tugged at her cuffs and begged.
Mother Li looked around, and when she saw that there was no one, she whispered to her, "We, the seventh young master, I'm afraid we will bump into something unclean." ”
"Mother Li, how do you know?" The little girl turned her head to look behind her, feeling a little hairy.
"Call you stupid, you're so stupid, you don't want to think about the two people who died in Xuanzhuyuan before this!"
Mother Li whispered, the voice mixed with the rustling of the wind, which made people a little scared.
The somewhat immature voice asked, "Who died?" ”
Mother Li nodded her head, "Let you usually watch and listen more and be vigilant, you are like a blind and deaf ......"
"Naturally, Zhou Fu's father and daughter died, and I heard that it was our seventh young master who killed them with his own hands. Tell me that they don't ask for the life of the Seventh Young Master, who will they ask for their life? ”
"That's why the Seventh Young Master's death is so unusual?" The little girl suddenly understood, and she patted her chest lightly, as if she was afraid of being contaminated with something unclean.
Qin Manjing stood behind the wall and learned such news.
Zhou Fu's father and daughter are dead!