Chi Yebai suppressed the smile on his face, and sighed, "It's what you say."

Chu Yunyao asked: "When did you know my identity? When did Ling Yuan know my identity?"

Chi Yebai pursed his lips, resisting to answer this question.

Could it be that he wanted to tell her that he had doubted Yun Che's identity a long time ago. When Yun Che invited him to kill Zuoren together, the moment Yun Che was beaten unconscious by Zuoren and hugged by him, he was sure. Her identity as a woman?

If he said that, he would probably be beaten to death by Chu Yunyao.

Since Chi Yebai refused to tell, Chu Yunyao didn't want to ask, "Yebai, Siyu is your goddaughter, although she is not related by blood, she is considered your relative."

Without Mrs. Chi, the only one in the world who has a blood relationship with Chi Yebai, and his daughter Siyu, Chi Yebai would not be so sad to despair.

Thinking of Siyu, Chi Yebai's mask-like face surfaced a soft smile from the heart: "Well, when the matter here is settled, I will go back to see my goddaughter. Counting the time, she is more than four years old." It's been a month, I don't know if I will recognize someone."

Chu Yunyao looked disappointed, and murmured in a low voice: "It's been more than four months, and it's been more than four months since Siyu."

Chu Yunyao felt an unprecedented dull pain in her heart. As a mother, she had failed too much.



In the early morning of the second day, the sky broke, and there was a scream that resounded through the main hall, which everyone did not expect:

Feng Qianfan hanged himself!

On the roof beam outside the long corridor of the main hall, a long white silk is hung.

The roof beams were too high, and the servants who came and went walked past her stiff body frozen by the cold night wind, and there was a puddle of blood that had frozen into ice on the ground.

The servant was scared out of his wits, looked up, and saw that the former high-ranking, domineering and pretentious eldest princess was bleeding from all seven orifices, her neck hung on the white silk, and there were only two sunken blood holes left in her eye sockets.

The most terrifying thing is that she was only wearing a bellyband embroidered with a dragon and a phoenix and tulle-like obscene trousers, and all kinds of blue and purple bruises on her body looked like they were pinched out with fingers .

No one knew what kind of torture she had endured before she died, but this method of death was much more terrifying than Feng Yufeng and Feng Chengluan.

Not only terrible, but also disreputable, notorious and ruined.

The eunuch's servant tremblingly built a ladder to take him down from the beam, covered it with a white cloth and carried him into the house, but on Feng Qianfan's bed, he saw three young eunuchs bleeding to death from their seven orifices.

The servant carefully identified them. These eunuchs were the most humble servants in the North Courtyard, and they were responsible for cleaning the toilet and emptying the chamber pot.

When the old Patriarch Feng rushed over, he saw this scene, and looked at Feng Baizhe who arrived later, his blood surged, he couldn't catch his breath, and fainted on the wheelchair.

After waking up, the whole body could not move.

When Feng Baizhe saw Feng Qianfan's death, the defense in his heart was about to collapse: "Check, continue to check for me, who did it, I will tear him apart."

The first people he suspected were of course Yun Che and Mrs. Mo, but these two lived in the guest room in the south courtyard, and he sent people to guard them strictly. Walking around at will, not going anywhere these days, there is no possibility of committing a crime at all.

Even the girl who served beside her was closely monitored, and there was no possibility of coming into contact with outsiders.

Sure enough, there was a traitor in the Feng family!

This was Feng Baizhe's first thought, the murderer seemed to know the dead well!