Chapter 231

Since the royal guards left, Chu Yu has been fidgeting, always feeling something wrong.

Rong Xi sat in a chair with warm tea and said helplessly, "brother, you have been gone for less than half an hour."

He's not tired. He's also tired of his eyes.

Chu Yu paused, went to Rongxi and sat down. He said in a low voice, "it's too easy for the royal guards to leave."

He went out of the house easily, and almost no one stopped him.

It shouldn't be so easy. Everyone in the house knows that the Royal dress is the one they brought back, and that the Royal dress is Qu Ling's maid.

The adoptive father put their brothers under house arrest here because he was afraid that they would leak the royal clothes to Xiao Jingyue.

Rongxi smelled his words and his eyes moved.

At this time, there was a sudden movement outside the hospital.

The two brothers looked at each other and got up together and walked out of the hospital.

Ash also saw them, sneered, and threw a wounded woman in without pity.

This woman is not royal guards, and who is she.

The two brothers looked slightly changed and stared at the gray.

Ash also smiled and said, "watch your people, don't let her run around."

After that, he left with a smile.

Rongxi immediately came forward, picked up the fallen Royal garment and explored her pulse.

The royal guards still kept a little sober, smelled the familiar body fragrance, and a heart settled down inexplicably.

She struggled to open her eyes, looked at Chu Yu squatting on the other side of her, and said in a dumb voice, "Master Chu, I'm sorry."

Chu Yu delivered internal power to her, temporarily protected her heart pulse, and asked softly, "can you see someone?"

Rongxi suddenly raised his head and looked at his brother.

Chu Yu did not look at her, but stared at the Royal dress, unwilling to miss a trace of her look.

Royal Guards nodded, slowly closed their eyes and murmured, "Murong... Childe Murong wants to find... You, stopped..."

Speaking later, the voice became smaller and smaller.

Looking at the royal guards, I have completely lost consciousness.

Chu Yu's heart fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

……

After coming out of the alley, Qu Ling went in the direction of East Street as planned.

Out of a section of the road, my heart suddenly jumped hard, and the little pain spread.

Qu Ling covers her heart in pain, and her steps slow down gradually.

Xiao, who was hidden in the dark, noticed her abnormality and hurriedly came out. He called out with worry: "madam?"

Qu Ling's brain fainted. Between the lightning and flint, she thought of Huo Xinyi who died at the back door of the south wind hall.

When Huo Xinyi died last year, she didn't see her at the crime scene, but later she also saw the word "Jiang" written in blood at the back door of Nanfeng hall.

Think back to what happened this morning.

Someone pretended to be royal clothes and went to the general's house to lead her to the south wind hall.

When she arrived at Nanfeng hall, she was told that "royal clothes" took Murong banquet away.

Then when she left the Nanfeng hall, she happened to meet the eleventh Princess and her maid who escaped from the palace.

Princess Xi didn't come early or late. She came out of the palace today. She came to see her when she was leaving the Nanfeng hall.

And it was the same place where she met Huo Xinyi before Huo Xinyi died.

There are so many coincidences in the world.

Qu Ling put down her hand, looked at Xiao Yi with a pale face and said in a deep voice, "we may have been tricked."

Xiao was stunned. He didn't understand why his mother suddenly said so.

Qu Ling took a deep breath and walked with heavy steps to the alley leading to the back door of Nanfeng hall.

"Madam!" Xiao called in surprise.

Qu Ling didn't look back and didn't answer. She buried her head and walked forward.

Xiao had to keep up as soon as he saw it.

When they returned to the entrance of the alley, there was a heart rending scream in the alley.

This alley is in the West Street, which is prosperous. Many people shuttle through it day and night.

Hearing the scream, passers-by stopped one after another and looked into the lane.

Qu Ling's heart cooled completely when she heard the scream.

Xiao Yi also noticed something wrong and turned back and made a gesture in a certain direction.

Seeing this, the bodyguard hiding in the dark immediately followed the people who rushed to the alley.

Qu Ling walked into the alley and whispered, "Xiao Yi, do you remember how Huo Xinyi died?"

Xiao was stunned. After he reacted, his pupils contracted violently.

When they returned to the back of the south wind hall, the place was full of people.

The bodyguard who came first saw Qu Ling coming and quickly separated the people.

In an instant, Qu Ling's steps seemed to weigh thousands of gold.

She plodded into the crowd.

Go to the center, the first to enter the goal, is a dazzling bright red.

"Ah!!!"

Originally lying on the ground crying, Xiaocui screamed when she saw Qu Ling.

Qu Ling looked at the quiet woman lying in a pool of blood. Her body trembled slightly. As soon as her legs were soft, she would fall forward.

"Madam!" Xiao Yi's face changed slightly. Regardless of etiquette, he hurried forward to help Qu Ling.

Qu Ling, pale and small, looked at the hairpin inserted on the chest of Princess 11, and then looked at her face. She looked at her own Xiaocui in horror and closed her eyes.

The buttress was sent to the door, Li chenxuan returned the hairpin, Xiao Jingyue fell asleep, the Royal dress appeared, and the Murong banquet was led away. Finally, Princess 11 escaped from the palace to find her, and finally died in the alley

If she guessed correctly, nine times out of ten the hairpin on the chest of the eleventh princess was the one she used to exchange for the supporting wood branch.

When you think about it, it's really a big game of chess.

Zhao Yin came back to Beijing very quickly. Before the officers and soldiers cleared the scene, he personally pushed aside the crowd and rushed into the crowd.

Seeing the man lying on the ground, he nearly fainted on the spot.

He manages the public security in the capital. He doesn't say that there have been four accidents. Now the eleventh princess is dead in the alley. He can't get rid of it anyway.

Jing Zhaoyin closed his eyes and murmured, "it's over. It's really over this time..."

When Xiaocui saw Jing Zhaoyin in official clothes, she suddenly regained her mind. Her eyes flashed a touch of hatred. She climbed to Jing Zhaoyin's feet and pointed to Qu Ling with tears on her face. "My Lord, it's Mrs. Xiao, it's her, she killed the princess!"

The onlookers were in an uproar and looked at Qu Ling in disbelief.

Jing Zhaoyin didn't expect that the close maid of Princess 11 actually identified Qu Ling as the murderer. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Qu Ling in disbelief.

Xiao looked fierce and shouted coldly, "Damn, bitch, nonsense! Our wife came only after hearing the scream. Many people present can testify!"

The people looked at each other when they heard the speech.

When the first people heard the scream, they did see Qu Ling at the entrance of the alley.

Qu Ling was born beautiful and easy to attract attention when walking in the street. In addition, she always wanders in the West Street. The people who stay in the West Street basically recognize her.

Jing Zhaoyin forced himself to calm down, walked slowly to Qu Ling and said, "this matter is very important and needs to be handed over to Dali temple. Please also ask Mrs. Xiao to stay here and wait for the people from Dali temple."

Qu Ling nodded gently and looked at the woman lying in a pool of blood again. She felt sad at the bottom of her heart.

Two quarters of an hour ago, the woman proudly said to her: Heaven and earth are big, there is a paradise. The Japanese Prince is cruel and unkind. There are many concubines. Zhao Yan will become a beggar and will not marry him!

Only for a moment, before I saw the paradise, I fell into this world first.

……

Not far from the attic, two figures stood in front of the window.

Wrapped in black robes, the middle-aged man looked at the young man on his side and asked with a smile: "heartache?"

The young man's hand hanging on his side shook it hard. After a half ring, he said in a dumb voice, "if you want to get something, you must lose something."

The middle-aged man smelled the speech and smiled deeper at the gloomy fundus of his eyes.