In the backyard, Dongling's body was wrapped in straw mat. When Zhao Wanxi opened the mat, she saw that the phalanges of her hands were curved. It was obvious that she had been struggling violently before she died.

Zhao Wanxi thinks about the basin she saw just now. It's not as deep as her legs. How can she not struggle? Unless It was someone who held her head down from behind and didn't let her get up!

"Yucui, turn her over for me!"

Zhao Wanxi asks Yucui to help her, which makes the girl shiver. But she is obedient and helps Zhao Wanxi turn over Dongling's body.

Dongling's skin was transparent and white, without a trace of blood color. Two bruises on the back of his neck were very eye-catching. Sure enough, someone controlled him from behind. From the area and color of the bruises, Zhao Wanxi could almost conclude that the murderer was a man, and ordinary women could not have such strength.

Yucui felt a chill on her spine. She pulled the corner of Zhao Wanxi's clothes tightly, and her voice trembled: "does Miss Wanxi see anything?"

Zhao Wanxi nodded. Just then came the shrill voice of the palace man: "you two what are you doing? Get out of the way quickly. If you dare to touch the dead, won't you be afraid that the fierce ghost will haunt you? "

Yu Cui was even more frightened and dragged Zhao Wanxi out: "Miss Wanxi, don't look any more. Let's go!"

People can't come back to life after death, and Zhao Wanxi has no way to return to heaven. She can only watch Dongling's body carried away by her father-in-law.

She just asked yunzipei for someone, but she didn't expect that Dongling would lose her life when she looked back. When she thought about the two things together, she felt strange and suspicious. Is it just a coincidence?

Yucui's voice almost burst into tears: "Miss Wan Xi, you have to say something. Don't scare me."

Zhao Wanxi saw that she was scared and patted her hand placidly: "don't be afraid, just think we are here to send Dongling for the last ride."

Under her comfort, Yucui gradually calmed down, nodded, and watched the straw mat rolling with Dongling go farther and farther.

From yunshang palace to Qionghua palace, it's time for dinner, but Zhao Wanxi has no appetite at all. She plans to go straight back to her room, but she doesn't want to meet Ouyang Changluo on the corridor.

Ouyang Changluo has been recuperating for two days after drowning, but her complexion is still not very good. Now she suddenly meets Zhao Wanxi, and her face is even worse. The servant girl beside her helps her master.

Ouyang Changluo almost pointed to Zhao Wanxi's nose: "little bitch, do you still have the courage to stay in Qionghua palace?"

Zhao Wanxi's eyes were clear and cold, and she answered faintly: "is that how Princess Changluo plans to repay her kindness? If I hadn't saved you that day, you would not have been able to stand here and show off your eloquence. "

Oh! Obviously, she pushed herself into the water, but now she put on a gesture of benefactor.

It makes Ouyang Changluo more and more angry.

"If you didn't push our palace to the lake, how could our palace be so embarrassed now?"

Zhao Wanxi thinks that she still needs to remind the big chested and brainless Princess not to focus on herself all the time.

"Does Princess Changluo go out every day without a brain? Think about it for yourself. With the strength of a weak woman, can I easily push you from the lakeside to the center of the lake? Sometimes the truth doesn't have to be seen by the eyes, but by the heart... "