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Chapter 438 Not even a court lady will be spared 3
Her death came too suddenly.

Just now he called her into Fengyi Palace and asked her some questions, but she drowned as soon as he turned around.

How could there be such a coincidence?
Qiu Yishui looked at Xiaoyu's wide-eyed eyes, there was fear, unwillingness, and hatred in them.

Her mouth was slightly open, as if she wanted to say something.

Qiu Yishui thought that someone deliberately tried to blame her. Could it be that Xiaoyu's death was not an accident?

She was too careless, just asked Xiaoyu for details, but did not consider her safety.

If her death was really not an accident, then the person behind it was too vicious, even a little maid would not let her go.

Qiu Yishui glanced at the palace attendants standing aside, and asked, "How did she drown?"

One of them replied: "Master, when I passed by the lake just now, I saw a person floating in the lake, so I called my companions to pick her up together. Only when I got to the shore did I find that she was out of breath."

Another person continued: "Yes, ma'am, her body is already stiff, and she must have been drowned for a while."

Qiu Yishui asked again: "Did anyone see her fall into the water? Is there usually no one by this lake?"

"Go back to your empress," the palace servant replied again, "this lakeside area is quite secluded, and there is often no one around."

Just now, she and Cang Mo didn't hear Xiaoyu's voice calling for help on the bridge. Could it be that she had drowned before that?

Perhaps, it was she who fell into the water while passing by the lake from Fengyi Palace back to the embroidery workshop.

But, this is not the way back to the embroidery workshop, how could Xiaoyu come here?
Qiu Yishui knelt down and looked carefully.

Xiaoyu is not her maidservant, and she has very little contact with her, so she is not familiar with her, but she still feels very sad.

If Xiaoyu was really killed because of her, it would be more than just sad.

Xiaoyu held her hand tightly, as if she was holding something in her palm.

Qiu Yishui wanted to take that thing out.But Xiaoyu's hand was very tight, and it took her a lot of effort to open it a little bit and tear off a part of it.

(End of this chapter)