I'm the Villain's Mother in Time Time

Chapter 133

It rained heavily overnight.

I thought it would be sunny after the rain, but I didn't want the rain to stop.

Lin Chuqian got up early in the morning and found that it was raining outside the house, and she immediately lost interest.

Even though she was unwilling, she had no choice but to go out, because the housekeeper ordered someone to deliver a message early in the morning.

The maid named Xia Xiang died.

It is said that he bumped his head against Aunt Yun's coffin last night and died on the spot.

When she was discovered, Xia Xiang's body was already completely cold.

When He Rencheng heard that he was in a hurry, he became seriously ill again.I found a doctor and prescribed some medicine, after taking it, I calmed down a lot, and immediately called all the people in the mansion to wait in the mourning hall.

Lin Chuqian thought about it before receiving the news, so she dragged Sheng'er out.

It was drizzling, and the two of them only felt damp when they arrived, but their clothes were not wet.

As soon as Lin Chuqian entered the lifeless mourning hall, Lin Chuqian saw a body lying on the ground, covered with a white cloth, with only a pair of legs exposed underneath, and the half-worn embroidered shoes were clean without any dirt.

Her eyes moved slightly, and she walked in without opening her mouth.

The others have already arrived, and Aunt Liu is supporting the sick He Rencheng to take good care of her. Tan Zishen sits beside her with a solemn expression.

Lin Chuqian bowed and saluted, and stood silently aside after saying hello.

He Rencheng sighed for a while, looked at Xia Xiang's body beside him, waved his hands and started to ask.

Butler Liu stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Master, everyone went to bed early last night, and none of them knew why Xia Xiang died in the mourning hall."

He Rencheng frowned and asked, "No one kept watch last night?"

"No." Liu Butler shook his head, a little guilty. "My lord, no one is willing to guard the spirit."

Logically speaking, there is a mourning hall in the mansion, no matter how high or low the status is, there must be someone to guard the spirit, but what happened in the mansion recently was too weird, he couldn't find anyone to guard the spirit, so he simply ignored it.

He was lucky that there should be no problem, but he didn't want this to happen.

If He Rencheng blamed him, he couldn't shirk his responsibility.

He Rencheng was silent for a while after listening, frowning as if lost in thought, but in fact he just had a sudden headache.

Aunt Liu thoughtfully stepped forward to help him rub his temples, raised her head and said with tears in her eyes, "Master, it's no wonder Housekeeper Liu, the house is not safe these days, who dares to guard Sister Yun in this mourning hall in the middle of the night! "

After hearing this, He Rencheng sighed, with mixed feelings, and responded with a wry smile. "Too."

Seeing that he didn't blame him, Steward Liu heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head and glanced at Xia Xiang who was on the ground, and then got down to business. "Yesterday, Xia Xiang was sent to rest in her room by her servants because she was too frightened. She originally ordered the servant girl to watch over her, but no one expected that after one night, she would be found dead in front of the mourning hall. Except for the bloody wound on her head Other than that, there are no other wounds."

After speaking, he paused, hesitated and spoke again. "Bloodstains were also found on the coffin. I guess that Xia Xiang came here alone in the middle of the night and bumped into the coffin and committed suicide."

After everyone listened, there was a dead silence.

The servants looked at each other and dodged their eyes, and they began to think about what happened recently in their minds.

He Rencheng squinted his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "Don't say anything about this matter, and order people to deal with Xia Xiang's funeral quickly."

Butler Liu repeatedly nodded in agreement.

Naturally, it is best to handle this matter in a low-key manner.

Aunt Liu massaged He Rencheng's temples with bare hands, and suddenly asked softly, "Master, why did Xia Xiang commit suicide in front of Sister Yun's mourning hall? Isn't it?"

Her hesitant expression is very intriguing.

This problem is very subtle.

Before He Rencheng could speak, Tan Zichen stood up first, and she walked in front of He Rencheng with a decent manner and a peaceful smile. "The master is not feeling well. The trivial matters in the house should not disturb the master. Now that the matter has been found out, it is better to let the servants disperse, so that the master can go back to his room early to rest."

(End of this chapter)