Chapter 889
The nun buried her head very low and nodded again: "Yes—"

This time, his voice was obviously weak, as if he lacked confidence.

Huo Qing'er frequently looked back to see the situation in that room, but she was still uneasy after all, and said again: "Princess, the climate in the mountains is cold and cold, and the diet and daily life are poor, so I'm afraid it's not suitable for Miss Luo to recuperate. , I think—let’s send her back to the Duke’s mansion first, there are many famous doctors in the capital, so she can recover sooner.”

The nun's eyes flickered, vaguely filled with hope.

I didn't want Chu Xunyang to hear the words, but he just smiled lightly, and said indifferently: "Didn't this master just guarantee that she would recover in a few days? By then, she will not recover, so you can just ask them. Miss Luo is now She is currently ill, and the bumps on the road may not be good for her condition, so let's raise her here!"

When the nun heard this, her heart couldn't help jumping violently.

"But——" Huo Qing'er was still uneasy, and wanted to say something, and then heard Chu Xunyang change the subject, and said: "Yanling has something to go down the mountain during the day, the worst—wait for him Even if you come back, it will be much faster than you and Huo Huo Liao rushing back to Beijing."

After finishing speaking, there was no room for rejection, so he shook his clothes and wanted to get up, "Okay, it's getting late, and the hostess was shocked, it's our fault, everyone go back and rest!"

Lord Yanling's medical skills are obvious to all.

Master Yunpu's brows twitched when she heard this.

But the nun was very frightened, she didn't dare to procrastinate, she quickly knelt down and said: "The monks don't tell lies, the poor nun is ashamed of the Buddha, Your Royal Highness, Miss Luo's illness is not good!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

It was Luo Siyu's girl who just came out of the inner room. Hearing this, she smashed the soup bowl in her hand, ran over, and said eagerly: "Master, didn't you say that my young lady is just suffering from common cold?"

"Yes—" the nun's face was full of bitterness, and she kowtowed to Chu Xunyang after hesitation and said, "Your Highness, it's not that the poor nun deliberately deceived, Miss Luo's symptom is indeed the wind and cold entering her body, and her pulse is palpable." Pretty much the same, it's just—just—"

As she spoke, she became a little scared, and glanced at the bedroom inside from the corner of her eye, and then said: "Miss Luo's pulse condition is faintly fading, if it's just a general wind and cold, it seems—— That's how it should be!"

Huo Qing'er and the girls in the room immediately turned pale when they heard this.

Master Yunpu couldn't bear to close her eyes, and twisted a string of Buddhist beads quickly.

"The pulse condition is declining? What does this mean?" Chu Xunyang pursed his lips and pondered for a moment, but there was not much greater fluctuation on his face.

"The poor nun is not very clear, but her pulse condition shows that it is very unfavorable!" The nun replied, and then lowered her head vigorously, "If it continues to evolve, it will only decline and become worse every day. Like a day, in the end—the longest is no more than half a year, there will be life-threatening!"

"How could this happen?" Luo Siyu's servant girl came back to her senses and couldn't help screaming: "My lady's health has always been good, how could she suddenly have such a strange disease? No, it can't be like this! "

As she spoke, her eyes drifted wildly, thinking left and right, and suddenly her eyes lit up and she said: "Someone must be playing tricks, otherwise my miss will not be ill for no reason, someone is going to kill my miss!"

Huo Qing'er naturally thought of this, but at this moment her brows were tightly frowned, and she didn't speak with a complicated expression——

Although the cause of Luo Siyu's illness could be seen intermittently two days earlier, but if her pulse condition is different, it is very likely that someone really killed her.

only--

None of the people living in this temple had any reason to murder Luo Siyu, but she——

It has long been a thorn in Zheng's and Zheng Yan's eyes.

That girl Luo Siyu was a loyal protector of her lord, so when she became suspicious, she rushed towards her, grabbed the nun's collar and said, "My young lady had an accident in your temple, you must give an explanation, otherwise my father-in-law will He Shizi will investigate and send you to the officials for investigation."

The nun's eyes were staring at her, and she complained endlessly.

"Amitabha!" Master Yunpu sighed, stepped forward to bow to Chu Xunyang again and said, "Your Highness, there may be some misunderstanding in this matter, you see—"

"Tell me, who did it!" Chu Xunyang interrupted her coldly.

She sits high on the main seat, under the shadow of the lamp, her face is clear and beautiful, her eyes are squinting, and her lofty posture makes people dare not look directly at her.

"Your Royal Highness, the people who practice in our temple are all outsiders, and there is no grievance between you and the nobles, so how can you talk about it?" Master Yunpu said, although there was nothing wrong with his words. Surprised, but there was unconcealable worry in his eyes.

Although this Guanglian Temple is not a thousand-year-old temple, it has been enshrined by good men and women for hundreds of years. It has gathered the hard work of several generations. If it gets involved in a lawsuit today, after this incident, I am afraid that its reputation will be damaged. It's gone downhill.

"I don't care whether you have any grudges or not, as long as Miss Luo was poisoned under my nose, I must be clear about it. If you let it go like this, you will be full of civil and military affairs in the future. Already?" Chu Xunyang said, but he didn't sell her half a cent of face.

Master Yunpu was worried, but it was true that Luo Siyu was murdered in their monastery. If the murderer could not be found out and proved that their temple itself had nothing to do with this matter, what would follow would only be endless Trouble.

After weighing things quickly in her heart, Master Yunpu gritted her teeth and said to the little nun who was following her: "Go spread the word to manage the affairs of all parties, wake everyone up, and go to the back hall to wait for questioning."

"Yes, host!" The little nun didn't dare to neglect, turned around and trotted away.

Chu Xunyang didn't stop him, he just raised his chin and said to the guards standing at the door: "Go and bring Princess Nanhe and Miss Zheng over here. It's unreasonable for them to hide away like this if such a big thing happened!"

Master Yunpu heard the words, but felt very strange——

If you want to go, you will also go to the apse. What are you calling people here for?
But with Chu Xunyang on top, she didn't dare to speak rashly, she just turned a blind eye.

Because they knew something was going to happen, the Zheng family and Zheng Yan naturally got the news long ago. Originally, they each had a bit of luck in their hearts, so they hid in Taiping, but since Chu Xunyang asked someone to come to the door If you want to refuse again, it would be a guilty conscience.

Mrs. Zheng sorted it out, and ordered someone to call Zheng Yan, and the two came to Luo Siyu's side together.

Because the person facing the arrogant and ruthless Chu Xunyang, Zheng Yan couldn't help feeling nervous, she tugged on Zheng's sleeve lightly and said, "Auntie, they—could they find out something?"

(End of this chapter)

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