Distressed wife

Chapter 27 Step by Step Calculation
"Yes, I'll go now, old slave." From the nanny, she knew the old lady's temper, and she was decisive in dealing with things. She must be kind and amiable to those who are useful, but she would not tolerate them at all if they were useless.

Seeing the old lady being so cold and stern, Mu Qingran was in awe. After all, the mistress of the house should have such boldness. He knew very well that Mrs. Zhang's temper would always follow the old lady's lead. It is said that there is still a lack of courage in case of trouble.

The concubine mother hurried to Yuexiyuan again, and passed on the old lady's words to Mrs. Zhang. Mrs. Zhang's face turned green and then pale. She has no status, she knows very well that her husband is deep-minded, even worse than the old lady.

She stabilized her mind, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Yun Xiang walking over with an account book in both hands, and when she was in front of her, Mu Ziyan also walked slowly.

Zhang Shi looked at Mu Ziyan's eyes a little more sharply, but it was just a flash, her face was still as kind as usual, and she said in a low voice, "Miss, the old lady sent a message, I will handle this matter."

Mu Ziyan replied clearly, "Since it was grandma who spoke, I thought it was because I was worried about mother's body. I understand grandma's painstaking efforts. Since Chunxi's body was dug up in the second sister's courtyard, this matter should be handled by her." Second aunt found out."

Seeing that Mu Ziyan spoke clearly and logically, Mrs. Zhang realized that since she went to Yanluo Courtyard tonight, she has been leading her by the nose. A ruthlessness flashed across her heart, and she hurriedly said, "Since the eldest lady also agreed. , then I will find out the truth myself."

"Daoist Mingkong is a master, but he can find out the cause of Chunxi's death?" Mu Ziyan glanced at the Taoist priest who was left hanging not far away, and suggested kindly.

Zhang's eyes narrowed slightly, and she thought of a plan, "What the eldest lady said is true, then invite Taoist priest Mingkong to come."

Yun Xiang took advantage of the situation and handed the booklet in her hand to Mu Ziyan, "Miss, there is a record in this book that Chunxi indeed took the right card and left the house."

"Second Aunt wants to inquire?" Mu Ziyan handed the booklet to Zhang Shi and asked in a low voice.

Mrs. Zhang nodded slightly, and brought the booklet over. After looking at it, she looked at Mu Xiang, who was going with Yun Xiang.

Mu Xiang lowered her eyes at Zhang Shi and nodded, which also confirmed that the records in this booklet were true, and she did not do any tampering.

Zhang raised her eyes and looked at Mu Ziyan, "It's just that this girl got the right card and left the house, why was she buried in Xi'er's courtyard?"

"I'm also quite puzzled." Mu Ziyan shook her head and replied without looking at Chunxi.

At this time, Daoist Ming Kong came slowly, stood not far away, and saw the corpse lying on the side from a distance, his usually calm eyes flashed a cold light, and he said in a low voice, "Two lady."

"The Daoist just said that there is a monster in the southeast, but now the dead body is found in this backyard. Could it be a monster?" Zhang looked at Daoist Ming Kong and asked in doubt.

Mu Ziyan's complexion was pale, but Zhang's words were rather profound. Mu Zixi was unconscious because she had provoked something unclean, and a dead body appeared in her backyard. The monster she was talking about was a trick to trick Mu Zixi. Zixi was singled out, alluding to others.

And this other person... Mrs. Zhang will definitely find ways to reflect it on her.

Daoist Mingkong stepped forward, half squatted beside the corpse, and looked at it carefully. Not a moment later, he raised his hand and took out a sachet and a pair of cards from Chunxi's arms.

After getting up, he handed the sachet and the pair of cards to Mu Xiang, who took it with a handkerchief, turned around and handed it to Zhang Shi.

"Ah, isn't this my sachet?" Mu Ziyan recognized the sachet at a glance, and looked at it in amazement, "It's strange, why is this sachet at Chunxi's place?"

"Miss, this sachet belongs to Missy, but now it was found on Chunxi's body. I'm afraid... I can't explain it clearly." Seizing the opportunity, Zhang now pointed the finger at Mu Ziyan.

Mu Ziyan said quietly, "Yuxiang, go and have a look again, is this sachet mine?"

"Yes." Yun Xiang stepped forward respectfully, but Zhang Shi just put the sachet in her hand and did not let Yun Xiang pick it up.

However, Yunxiang glanced at it and said in a low voice, "Miss, this sachet does not belong to Miss."

"Oh!" Mu Ziyan couldn't help being a little puzzled, "No?"

"Missy's personal sachet was given by the empress in the palace, and the embroidery thread used is ice cicada silk. Although the embroidery thread used in this sachet is very similar, it is not. If the eldest lady does not believe it, you can let the mother Take a look." Rue Xiang pushed the concubine out again.

Mother Cong only felt helpless tonight, but she could only bite the bullet and stepped forward, glanced at it and said in a low voice, "Second Madam, this sachet is indeed not."

Zhang's eyes flashed a faint light, if not, then how could this sachet be here?

Mu Ziyan saw Zhang's contemplation, she suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, Second Aunt, why is the handkerchief on your hand... dark?"

Zhang looked along, only to see a large black print on the veil holding the sachet in her hand, and she shook her hands, and the veil fell to the ground.

Daoist Ming Kong raised his hand to pick up the handkerchief, frowned, "There is poison in this sachet."

"Poisonous?" Zhang's eyes widened, "This...I..."

"Second madam, don't worry, this poison is colorless and tasteless, soaked in this silk thread, if someone wears it for a long time, it will hurt the root, and now it will show toxicity after being buried in the soil for a few days, Second madam Just clean your hands with pomelo leaves as soon as possible, and you will be fine." Taoist Master Mingkong didn't expect that he just came here to collect money to perform the ritual, how could he involve human life, and such other dirty things.

Zhang's face turned pale, the red envelopes from the wasp sting on her veiled face hadn't disappeared, and now she was infected with the poison again, she turned to look at Mu Xiang, "Don't prepare yet!"

"Yes." Mu Xiang was also frightened, she had touched it just now, looked down at her hands, trembling uncontrollably.

Mu Ziyan looked at Mrs. Zhang, and then at Daoist Ming Kong, "Did the Daoist find out the cause of Chunxi's death?"

Daoist Ming Kong lowered his eyes and did not look at Mu Ziyan, but said in a low voice, "Bite your tongue and kill yourself."

"How could this be?" Mu Ziyan's eyes were full of doubts, and under the moonlight, her immature face showed a bit of coldness.

(End of this chapter)