The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 507 Do You Suspect That Oiran Last Night?
"Presumptuous! How can you, a little maidservant, have the right to speak in front of this official?"

Seeing the county magistrate's sudden arrogance, Yan'er was so frightened that his legs gave way, and he fell to his knees with a 'plop'.

"My lord, this servant is telling the truth, please check it out!" After Yan'er knelt down, he thought for a while and then continued, "My lord, my lady is not the only one who uses red silk fabrics in the entire Jue Sefang. The case is really related to the red silk, you can arrest all the women who wear the red silk and lecture them one by one."

Feng Qingcheng glanced at Yan'er who was kneeling there, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly, "What Miss Yan'er said is very true, my lord should indeed call all the girls who wear red silk handkerchiefs for questioning. This silk handkerchief The deceased held on so tightly before dying, it must have something to do with the murderer! May I ask, who would take out a girl's handkerchief before dying to relieve lovesickness?"

The county magistrate nodded slowly, "I also have this intention, come here, call all the girls who use the best red silk in Jue Sefang to the lobby, and I want to question them one by one."

Yan'er recalled what happened last night when she fainted on the ground for no reason, her eyes flickered left and right, "My lord, there is absolutely no way this matter has anything to do with my lady! My lady has always been timid, even afraid of mice, how could she kill someone?" ?”

"Who is the murderer, I have my own decision."

The county magistrate waved his sleeves and told the yamen behind him, "You guys go to work."

"Yes!"

Feng Qingcheng was about to turn around and leave, when she inadvertently caught sight of the deceased's feet, and found that although the deceased was wearing shoes, his feet were bare.

In Yuncang Kingdom, no one wears shoes barefoot, this is a habit that has been passed down for thousands of years.

And Wang Zilin was wearing a middle coat and no shoes on his feet, so there is only one possibility, he died on the bed.

After killing him, the murderer specially put on the shoes for him in order to deceive others.

It's just that Wang Zilin is a man. Judging from his height and shape, he is definitely not light.

How could a girl move his body to the yard without alarming anyone?
Feng Qingcheng stood beside the corpse and thought about it seriously for a long time, but she couldn't figure out why.

Seeing her staring at the corpse in a daze, Nan Linghan couldn't help but stepped forward, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qingcheng frowned slightly, and after two or three seconds of silence, she looked away from the corpse, "My intuition tells me that the murderer who killed Wang Zilin is probably a woman."

"Oh?" Nan Linghan raised his brows and moved his thin lips, "What did you find out?"

Feng Qingcheng told him her conjecture, paused, and said, "I believe that the owner of that silk handkerchief must be an accomplice if not a murderer. And that silk handkerchief is soft and delicate in texture, exquisite in workmanship, and should be priced It’s expensive, not everyone can afford it.”

Nan Linghan heard the subtext in her words, "Do you doubt that oiran last night?"

"The veil that Hua Kui covered her face last night is exactly the same as the one that Wang Zilin is holding. Should I not suspect her?"

"Of course it should." Nan Linghan nodded, still a little puzzled, "What's the reason? How much hatred does the oiran have with that Prince Lin, and stabbed him to death with such a cruel method?"

Yes, any behavior must have a motive.

What is the relationship between Hua Kui and Wang Zilin?Or is it just pure killing to vent anger?
Feng Qingcheng thought for a long time but didn't come up with a reason, she paused for a moment, rolled her eyes, and whispered to him, "Now all the girls in Jue Se Fang are in the lobby, why don't we go to the oiran's room to find out? "

Nan Linghan raised his lips and smiled, "Good idea."

　One more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)