C79

When they arrived at the backyard, a group of nuns were discussing amongst themselves. Hui An's corpse was lying on the ground, giving off a terrible stench. Master Jing Ci covered her nose as she squatted beside Huian's corpse to carefully examine it.

Qi walked over and saw the horror in Wuan An's eyes. She was just about to pretend to faint, but when she glanced over, she suddenly became frightened and changed her mind.

In her hand was a piece of cloth that had clearly belonged to Zhao Yuanzhi. During the tearing process that day, Huian fought back with all his might. He had taken off a piece of cloth from Zhao Yuanzhi's clothes and held it tightly in his hand. Zhao Yuanzhi and Yu Di were so scared that they didn't even notice.

This was the biggest flaw. As long as Master Jing Ci found this piece of fabric and tracked it down, she would be able to find her mother easily. No, this won't do. What should I do, what should I do? Her mind began to spin faster than it ever had before.

She bit her lips as she stared at the cloth in Huian's hand. Her hands subconsciously shook and her face looked a little unnatural. It was useless to fear or evade. If they continued to panic, they would only be able to put themselves and their mother in a more dangerous situation. She decided to face it head on.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and with a cold gaze, he discovered the piece of fabric in Hui An's hand. This was clearly the material of a mortal's clothes. Master Jing Ci's forehead twitched as he swept his gaze over the guests who had come to train hard.

"Whose clothes are these?" Master Serenity's gaze was like two sharp knives, and the guests who were being stared at couldn't help but tremble. They felt a cold aura spread out in their surroundings.

That piece of cloth had already been soaked in water to the point of changing color. Master Jingsi had always realized where he had seen it before, but he could not immediately recall where.

All of the pilgrims felt a chill run down their backs when Master Jingle stared at them, and they all shook their heads in panic, saying that it wasn't theirs. Her heartbeat quickened as she tried to calm herself down before she stepped forward.

"Master Jingzhi, I, Miss, recognize this piece of fabric." It was even less than when Qi Qi's voice trembled, as if nothing had happened.

"Even less than Benefactor knowing who it is?" Master Jing Ci's gaze swept over and landed on the face that was as fresh as Qi Qi's. It was as if she was trying to find the answer on her face.

Jing Ci's eyes were sharp and terrifying, as if she was going to pierce through the heart of Jing Ci.

"My mother has this cloth." She raised her voice and said.

The moment the words left his mouth, he was thrown into disarray.

"It's from the Prime Minister's wife."

"Is it related to the Prime Minister's wife?" The crowd broke out into a flurry of discussion.

Jing Ci's expression also became gloomy. She stepped forward and stared into Qing Shui's eyes. Her voice was icy cold.

"Even less than Benefactor. Is Hui An's death related to your wife?"

"Master Jing Ci, I only said that mother had such a cloth, but I didn't say that it was on mother's clothes." It was better than when Qi met Master Jingle's eyes and pretended to be calm.

A look of confusion and inquiry flashed across Master Jingzi's face as he continued to stare at Qi Yu.

"What do you mean more than 'Benefactor'?"

"My mother does have this piece of fabric, but there is also someone else wearing it." She was even more furious than when she thought.

"Who?" A cold light flashed through Master Jingsi's eyes.

"It's better than saying it word by word to Qi." Fewer than zero. "

Master Jing Ci was startled. Her expression turned cold and she frowned slightly. Wasn't that the young miss of the Prime Minister's Estate, the future imperial concubine of the Sixth Prince?

This was no small matter, it involved murder. Master Jing Ci secretly thought that this was not something she could handle and be responsible for, so she immediately ordered her little nun to go report this.

Master Jingzi ordered all the nuns to seal up the place, and then arranged groups of nuns in the temple to watch the scene.

As soon as he received the news, his heart couldn't help but tremble. Madam Zhao and her daughter had already been sent to the Buddhist temple to train, and had originally thought that they could make the mansion more peaceful. However, she didn't know why they would cause such a disaster again. There was no need for her to do this to the life of a little nun.

With a gloomy face, Rong Qian immediately went to the Prime Minister's Estate to look for Yu Yu.

At this time, it is rare to see the narration of the story in the study. When he heard that the servant had come to report, the Sixth Prince arrived.

The two of them walked out of the study to greet him.

"We pay our respects to Your Highness, Sixth Prince." Fewer than politics, less than men saluted.

"No need for formalities." With a wave of his hand, Rong Qian entered the study.

He didn't know what was going on, so the expression on his face didn't look good. He felt uneasy and didn't know what was going on.

Yu Yu also noticed her expression and didn't think too much about it. In any case, it was common for the royal family's disciples to be unpredictable.

"Just now, someone from the Buddhist Body Temple came. He said that something happened in the temple." Rong Gan sat down, his face cold.

Yuanzhi's mother and daughter couldn't be, could they?

"May I ask Your Highness, what has happened?" Fewer than political worry.

Fewer than understanding, inquiring eyes fell on her dry face.

"Two days ago, a nun of the temple went missing. This morning, someone found her drowning in a well in the backyard of the temple."

"Ah, is there such a thing?" It was less than political shock. The monastery was named by the imperial government, so the murder was naturally a major event.

Yu Yu wrinkled his brow and slightly parted his vermilion lips.

"The Sixth Prince didn't come just to spread this news right? Is mother and sister related to this matter?"

"Little miss, this matter is indeed related to the Prime Minister's Estate. However, the news that came from the temple and is closely related to this matter is actually related to the young miss of the clan." With a cold expression on his face, a cold aura emerged from the depths of his eyes, causing one's back to turn cold …

Yue Zhong then activated his [Sword of Purging Devourer] and activated the [Sword of Purging Devourer].

"Sixth Prince, you can't speak carelessly." She calmly met his gaze without a hint of fear in her eyes.

The corner of Rong Gan's mouth curled into a sneer as his entire body emitted a cold aura.

"Fewer than Miss, the dead nun holds a piece of cloth in her hand. According to Fewer than Second Miss, you and Fewer than Lady Yu both have a piece of cloth like this. This prince is going to bring you to the Tactics of the Buddha to confront you. "

Yue Yuyin sneered in her heart. She didn't want to go, but when she thought about it, she wanted to see how the Zhao mother and daughter would stir up such a ruckus.

As she dried, Yuanzhi and Yuanzhi arrived at the temple, where they met Zhao Yuanzhi and Yueqi in a side room.

In front of others, Zhao Yuanzhi was still pretending to be unconscious. However, she didn't notice that Zhao Yuanzhi's fingers were moving slightly.

Yu Yu gave a faint smile and said to Yu Zheng, "Father, it seems that mother cannot bear the suffering of the Sect's people."

Zhao Yuanzhi's face changed.

Only then did he realize that Zhao Yuanzhi was only pretending to be sick.