Chapter 33： not sweet

Zhao Yuming's death was so sudden that Yu Lingxi couldn't react for a while.

Seeing that the servant girl didn't look like she was joking, she slowly frowned and asked, "How did you die?"

Hu Tao said: "The Zhao family's statement is that she died suddenly of a serious illness."

"How is it possible?" Yu Lingxi had known Zhao Yuming for two lifetimes, and had never heard of her having any serious illness.

"That's right, the maidservant is also strange. There is not enough manpower in the Zhao residence, so I want to borrow a few servants from our residence to help with the funeral affairs. The servantservant took the opportunity to inquire and said that the servants from the Eastern Palace came to pick up Miss Biao this morning. Entering the palace, the servants went to urge her to freshen up, only to find that she was gone."

Speaking of this, Hu Tao rubbed her chest and said with lingering fear, "I heard from people in the house that Miss Biao fell under the bed with red and purple lips. She didn't look like she died suddenly, but rather committed suicide by taking poison."

Take poison?

A person like Zhao Yuming, even though he saw his whole family destroyed with his own eyes in his previous life, he dared to hold Ning Yin's lower garment and beg for mercy. She loved her life more than anything else, so how could she commit suicide so easily?

Moreover, it was just before entering the palace to serve the prince.

What's more, when she came to Yu's mansion yesterday, she showed her weakness but actually demonstrated. It really didn't look like she would commit suicide.

There were too many suspicious points, Yu Lingxi subconsciously glanced at Ning Yin beside her.

Ning Yin leaned in the shadows, expressionless, only twitching the corners of her mouth when Yu Lingxi looked over.

Laughing very coldly.

Yu Lingxi sensed that he was unhappy, her lips parted slightly, but she didn't know how to ask.

She simply pursed her lips, without thinking too much, she turned to Hu Tao and said, "Prepare the carriages and horses, I'm going to the Zhao residence."

"what?"

Hu Tao blinked, and hurriedly persuaded: "Miss, you are not in good health, so you can't go to that kind of place."

Zhao Yuming's death was so strange that Yu Lingxi was afraid that Ning Yin would be involved.

She made up her mind and ordered: "Go and prepare joss sticks and paper money."

After walking out of the waterside pavilion, she turned her head and saw that Ning Yin was still leaning against the waterside pavilion, half of her face was covered with shadows, and she couldn't see any emotions or anger.

Yu Lingxi took a deep breath, walked back, took a caramel gift from Ning Yin, and then looked into his dark eyes that were uncertain, and said, "Wait for me to come back, Wei Qi."

Ning Yin watched her leave, and after a long time, put the caramel in his hand into his mouth, crunching it like chewing a bone.

Bah, it's unpalatable.

…

Zhao Mansion.

This mansion has not yet been expanded, so it is not as magnificent as in the previous life. The animal head knocker on the door has lost its paint, and a corner of the faded blessing character has peeled off, making it look a bit shabby and deserted.

After two lifetimes of life and death, and stepping into the Zhao Mansion again, Yu Lingxi was not as resentful as she imagined.

The thin wooden coffin and the white silk in the hall were already mocking Zhao Yuming's cocoon for her.

In just half a month, the adopted son of the Zhao family first died violently in fear of crime, and then the legitimate daughter. Mrs. Zhao had already fainted from crying. Uncle Zhao was more cold-blooded. Some sealed coffins buried things.

The mourning hall was deserted, Yu Lingxi took the incense candle basket from Hu Tao, and sprinkled a handful of paper money into the charcoal basin.

But she never expected that before the coffin could be sealed, when she straightened up, she saw Zhao Yuming lying in the coffin.

First he was dazed, and then his breathing stopped.

Her pupils shrank slightly, she couldn't believe what she saw!

Those intentionally forgotten memories flooded in like a tidal wave, swallowing up her composure.

Pale face, bright red lips, nostrils and lips, there is still black blood stains that haven't had time to wipe off...

That face blurred and merged in front of her, and finally became herself lying on the ice coffin in the secret room.

At this time, she was like a wandering spirit back then, floating in the air, examining her tragically dead body.

A chill ran up his spine.

"Miss? Miss!"

Hu Tao sensed her coldness, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to block her eyes, and said distressedly, "I told you I wouldn't let you come, how scary."

His sight was enveloped, and the warmth of his palm brought back Yu Lingxi's sanity.

This is not the secret room of the previous life, and it is not her lying in the coffin.

She is still alive, and will live a good life with her family and the pride of the Yu Mansion.

Yu Lingxi closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and tremblingly but firmly pulled down Hu Tao's palm that was covering her eyes.

Now is definitely not the time to be afraid, she must confirm whether Zhao Yuming died of the same hidden poison as her.

If yes, what is the poison? Who placed it?

Yu Lingxi felt her fingertips trembling, but her thoughts were clearer than ever.

When he opened his eyes again, he had regained his composure.

Standing in front of the flying paper ashes, she pondered for a while, then turned around and said, "Hu Tao, do something for me..."

A quarter of an hour later, Hu Tao gave a few taels of silver to the maid of the Zhao family who was asking questions, and then walked towards Yu Lingxi who was waiting in the carriage.

"Miss, I have found out everything."

Hu Tao got into the carriage, fanned the wind with her hands, and panted, "Miss Biao felt a little uneasy after she returned home yesterday, and she was bored in the room for a long time."

"Shen Shi?"

Yu Lingxi thought about it briefly, Zhao Yuming went to the mansion to look for her yesterday, and left at Sishi at the latest, why did she come back to the mansion only after Shenshi?

Could it be that during the three hours in between, she went elsewhere?

"It was indeed Shen Shi who came back, and the servant has confirmed it several times."

Hu Tao continued, "At midnight, Miss Biao said she had abdominal pain and fatigue, so she drank stomach nourishing soup before falling asleep. The maid blew the lamp at Haishi, and she didn't hear any movement in the room. At midnight in the morning, the **** in the palace came to pass The order was to take her into the palace, and the servant girl came in to ask her to freshen up, only to find that she...she was gone."

Yu Lingxi's heart sank, and she asked, "Did you vomit blood?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Hu Tao hurriedly nodded, "I heard that a big puddle of black blood was vomited, and a lot of it was splashed on the front of the clothes and the curtains. The maid who rushed in first saw it! Some people said that she died of poisoning, but the palace The imperial doctor from here came, but he didn't find out what kind of poison he died of."

"What about the blood-stained clothes?"

"The master of the Zhao family thought it was bad luck, so he ordered people to burn the clothes, curtains and other things early."

The more Yu Lingxi listened, the colder her heart became, all the symptoms were so similar to those in her previous life.

Since even the imperial physicians in the palace couldn't detect that kind of poison, it is definitely something that no one can have. Yu Lingxi became more and more certain that Zhao Yuming did not die by suicide, otherwise if she had such a useful poison, she would definitely use it on Yu Lingxi first.

Perhaps the person who killed Zhao Yuming was the same person who killed her in the previous life.

But what about the reason for the murder?

Yu Lingxi felt as if she was standing in front of a huge fog, only one step away from the truth.

After she collected herself, she thought of a key question: "After Zhao Yuming left Yu Mansion, did he meet other people on the way?"

Hu Tao shook her head: "I followed your instructions, but Miss Biao only brought Hong Zhu with her at that time."

"Where's Hongzhu?"

"After Miss Biao's accident, Hongzhu felt a little strange, as if she lost her mind. Others interrogated her for a long time, and she only said 'I don't know' repeatedly. Later, when she was in a hurry, she bumped her head against the wall..."

Speaking of this, Hu Tao added the phrase "Amitabha", "Although a person is not dead, he is almost dead. There is a blood hole on his head, and he is still lying in the firewood room."

No matter what, Hongzhu is the only one who can come in handy, and she must not be allowed to die.

I have to think of a way to wake up Hongzhu, so that I can interrogate her. And that kind of poison that even the imperial physician can't find out the source of...

Yu Lingxi's eyes lit up, thinking of someone.

At the beginning, she was short of "Jiuyouxiang" as a medicine, and she ran all over the capital, but she couldn't find any trace. Only the disfigurement drug dealer in the black market of the fairy capital of the Desire Realm could come up with this medicine.

Although the immortal capital of the Desire Realm is gone, perhaps Yaolang is still there.

Thinking of this, she raised the curtain of the car and called the guards to check on this person.

As soon as the guard heard that he wanted to investigate the criminal slaves in the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm, he felt troubled immediately, and clasped his fists for a while and said, "Miss, there is something unknown. At that time, the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm was on fire. There is no trace of the distribution of frontiers."

The light in Yu Lingxi's eyes dimmed again.

Hu Tao didn't understand why the master was so concerned about Zhao Yuming's death, and hesitated, "Why don't you, Miss, find someone else?"

other people? How can anyone else know the Yaolang of the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm...

With a flash of inspiration, Yu Lingxi sighed resignedly: "Go home."

After half an hour.

Yu Lingxi retreated from the attendants, and walked into the room carrying a lacquered food box.

The towering magnolia tree in the backyard has passed its flowering period, and there are only a few scattered white flowers dotted on the branches.

Ning Yin sat leaning on the stone bench in the yard, holding a sage in one hand, teasing the well-bred tabby cat, and holding a celadon wine cup in the other hand, not drinking, So bored, he put the wine cup in his hand and played with it.

Yu Lingxi walked over softly, as if he didn't see her, without raising his eyes, he said, "Miss, after watching the scene, are you going to interrogate me?"

His tone was very cold, piercing like an ice blade.

Yu Lingxi was inexplicably guilty, she gently put the food box on the table, sat opposite him and said, "Why am I interrogating you?"

"Miss, didn't you suspect that I killed that woman from the Zhao family? The way she looked at me before leaving, hmph."

Ning Yin snorted, curled her lips and said coldly, "I'm a big villain, and all the bad things in the world are written by me. Miss, are you satisfied?"

With him being so annoying, Yu Lingxi knew that this matter had nothing to do with him.

Ning Yin was so wicked that he did it openly. Instead, he would be very indifferent and calm instead of his current tone.

What's more, he couldn't use the poison that killed her in his previous life to poison Zhao Yuming.

"Before... I was a little skeptical. That's because you attacked her yesterday, and you always talked about 'killing'. You can't blame me."

Yu Lingxi softened her voice, and explained to him patiently, "Besides, you said that, so I feel relieved."

Ning Yin smiled very beautifully: "Why don't you worry? Maybe I killed him."

Yu Lingxi rested her chin on the handle of the food box, looked up at him and smiled, "Even if you killed him, it must be to protect me."

The remaining flowers of the Magnolia fluttered down and landed on the table, scaring away the timid cat.

Ning Yin was playing with the cup, staring at her for a long time, Fang sneered: "Miss's eyes are beautiful, but they can't be used as mouths. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Sure enough, nothing could be hidden from him.

Yu Lingxi was straightforward, opened the food box and said, "I encountered a problem today, a problem that only the immortals in the Desire Realm can solve."

Ning Yin paused his playing hands, and after a while, put the cup on the stone table.

He remained silent, and Yu Lingxi took out the chilled lychees from the food box, and said courteously, "Eat lychees, it's so sweet."

Ning Yin didn't even look at the lychee meat, she bent her fingers, pushed down the celadon cup Gulu, helped it up, and pushed it down again.

Have fun.

The little lunatic can hold his grudge.

Yu Lingxi had no choice but to peel a lychee by herself. With her white and tender fingertips, she peeled off the deep red lychee shell bit by bit, then twisted the crystal clear, smoldering lychee meat, and brought it to Ning Yin's mouth.

She held the lychee for a long time before Ning Yin managed to turn her dark eyes, leaned over, and opened her mouth to swallow the lychee meat from her fingertips.

The slightly cool lips brushed against her fingertips, and she bit her mouth, leaving only a little lychee shell left between her fingers.

One sip and one roll, the juice overflowed, moistening his pale thin lips.

Yu Lingxi was stunned. She wanted him to hold it with his hands, but he didn't expect him to bite it directly.

Forget it, as long as he is willing to help, just bite it.

Just thinking about it, Ning Yin shook her head and said lightly, "This one is not sweet."

After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on the remaining lychees in the food box, and the tails of his eyes were raised.

"..."

Yu Lingxi lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, patiently peeled off another one, and sent it to Ning Yin's mouth, "Is it sweet, Wei Qi?"