Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 347
"Qingli, why do I feel something is wrong? You seem to have so many officials, as if they belonged to the Yamen of the capital."

Shui Linghuan quietly tugged at Qingli's sleeve, Qingli nodded knowingly, Zhao Wanqing's accidental death had nothing to do with her, and it shouldn't have been suicide, who was the murderer?Qingli couldn't think of a reason for Zhao Wanqing to die, unless she left halfway and saw something she shouldn't have seen.

"what--"

Suddenly there was a scream, and everyone was talking about it. The young lady who went in first came out of Yingfeng Pavilion with a face full of horror. After walking a few steps, she passed out. Fortunately, she was helped by the maid in time, and the two young ladies followed her. They all came out disheveled, and then wept excitedly, asking her what she saw, but she was crying and unable to speak.

"What happened, what happened?"

"Yeah, who's in there?"

"You can see that Miss Yu's family fainted. It's not something terrible."

All the young ladies were at the door, and the officials didn't want to run into each other. They just blocked the door of the house to prevent everyone from entering, but they didn't say what happened.

"Miss Wanchun, why did you come out of it? What happened?"

Some of them knew Zhao Wanchun, so they leaned forward and asked her a question. Those with sharp eyes could find bright red blood on her sleeve, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.

"Woooo..."

Zhao Wanchun walked a few steps, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and passed out like the lady in front.

"Ladies and gentlemen, something unpleasant happened in the mansion, so the dinner that His Royal Highness the Third Prince originally planned was canceled, I'm sorry everyone."

The housekeeper of the third prince's mansion appeared in time, stood behind the ladies and said with a serious face, on the surface it was an apology, but the meaning behind the words was that the prayers are over, the play is over, if you have nothing to do, hurry up go home.

"In that case, please thank His Highness the Third Prince for your hospitality."

Ruan Ranran nodded, said a few polite words to Qingli, then turned and left.

"Let's go too."

It's not a good thing for Shui Lingli to guess, this kind of thing can't be covered in paper, don't worry, maybe there will be news in the evening.

"Miss Li, you, although the servant knows that the request is very abrupt, can you accompany our lady for a while?"

Dongmei wept and grabbed Qingli's hand, pleading, "Our lady doesn't have any good friends in the capital, you are the only one, and she is panicking now."

"What happened to Sister Chun'er?"

Shui Linghuan has a direct temper. She just cried when she saw Dongmei and didn't speak. She was a little impatient and had something to say.

"Our miss is fine, it's Miss Wanqing...she..."

Dongmei cried a few times, the tears kept falling from her eyes, she was blurred, she took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears, "She's gone."

A few words were like a bolt from the blue, and the few young ladies who hadn't left were so surprised when they heard it, they all patted their chests, unable to move their legs in fright, all relying on the support of the maids around them.

"what happened?"

Shui Lingli's father is the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, she frowned, forced to push away the official, squeezed in and took a look, Qingli pushed Shui Linghuan to Dongmei, and she followed into the house.

The furnishings in the room were messy, the table had been pushed down, the teapots and bowls were all smashed to pieces, and the Bogu shelf in the room was also pushed down, Zhao Wanqing was naked, and her dress beside her was torn into strips , she was leaning against the bed in a kneeling position, with a dagger stuck in her chest, and her big eyes were filled with horror and disbelief. Even if she died, she still couldn't rest in peace. He died in the outer room. From the looks of it, this is the first murder scene.

Today is a blessing banquet, not only the queen mother, but even the emperor and Concubine Jiang came to the residence of the third prince. Now that something like this happened, it is shocking. The one who was killed was the daughter of Mr. Jing Zhaoyin Zhao who was in charge of the entire internal defense of the capital. People can't help but think a little more, who is the murderer, who dared to commit murder in the third prince's mansion, and it's just in time for this time.

"Let's go out."

Shui Lingli glanced at it, then pulled Qingli and walked out the door quickly. The bloody atmosphere inside was too heavy, she thought more, whether it was her own who killed Zhao Wanqing, in order to let the third prince and Jing Zhaoyin Are there irreconcilable conflicts between adults?But this is too obvious, unlike the way people on their own side act.

Zhao Wanchun was overly frightened and was invited to rest in another room, and waited for a while to be questioned by the people sent by the yamen, but Shui Lingli did not leave, she accompanied Qingli, but pushed her cousin Shui Linghuan carriage.

"Wuuuu, Miss Li, why is my lady so hard-working, she has to deal with such a thing once she comes out, Miss Wanqing has gone, our lady has no way to explain it, she is ashamed to stay in the capital, huuuu..."

Dongmei kept crying, and Qingli also cried a few times with her head drooping. Seeing that kind of scene, the normal reaction is to be frightened, and people can't see too many flaws.

"Qingli, drink some tea to calm down the shock, you see your little body is shaking all the time."

For some reason, Shui Lingli took the initiative to excuse Qingli, she really wanted to say, God teammate.

"I don't want to drink anymore. Although Zhao Wanqing and I are a bit dirty, but seeing her like this, woo woo..."

Qingli also took the handkerchief Du Juan handed over, cried a few times, and then lay down on the table listlessly, she might have known the murderer.

Under normal circumstances, when Zhao Wanqing died, Dongmei would never think of keeping Qingli behind. To put it bluntly, she did her shit. It was a far-fetched reason to stay with Zhao Wanchun.

Just entering the room, there was a strong smell of blood. Moreover, Zhao Wanqing was obviously not pierced by a sword. She should have been strangled to death. Qingli saw the bruise mark on her neck with sharp eyes. It should have been made up after death, and the maid who entered the door should also have seen the murderer and was silenced. As for why she chose the cruel method of bloodletting, it was because she wanted to cover up the thick powdery smell in the air. The murderer was probably Zhiyan, That is Zhao Wanqing's former fake maid, Qiu Jing.

Dongmei went out once in a panic before, and then came to Qingli to test many times, maybe because she was afraid that Zhao Wanchun had talked with the fake maid Qiujing, but who is he, maybe whose? Nobody?Zhao Wanchun fell in love with a fake maid, and was discovered by Zhao Wanqing, afraid that she would say something wrong, or did she have other plans?
"Wan Qing, Wan Qing..."

After a while, Zhao Wanchun woke up leisurely. Dongmei was wiping her tears. Hearing her lady's voice, she hurriedly brought a cup of hot tea, "Miss, you drink some water. The incident happened, and it won't help. Believe me His Royal Highness the Third Prince will definitely find out the murderer, woo woo."

(End of this chapter)