After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

Then it all makes sense!

Lu Changan's expression suddenly lit up, "I suddenly thought of a detail. When Zuo Zuo was performing an autopsy on He Ziyue, he found dried blood foam in his fingernails. At that time, I speculated that the murderer was caught while he was struggling. a certain part of it.”

Liu Yunxiang thought carefully for a moment, then slammed the table, "The wound on Yingying's face was not scratched by Mrs. He, but by him when she killed He Ziyue!"

Lu Changan nodded, "If that's the case, then Mrs. He is indeed protecting her."

Having said this, Lu Changan hurried out and said, "I want to interrogate both of them overnight."

Liu Yunxiang chased him out and said, "Separate interrogations, focusing on Yingying."

"Ah."

Lu Changan asked officials to go to the He family to bring Mrs. He and Yingying, and took them to different places for interrogation.

Liu Yunxiang first followed Lu Changan to Mrs. He. She was still aggressive and kept cursing. Especially after seeing Lu Changan, she wanted to rush over and scratch him.

Lu Changan shouted coldly: "Mrs. He, don't make any more trouble. I will interrogate you all night. You should think about where you exposed your flaws and whether you should continue to mess around or confess!"

After hearing this, Mrs. He looked panicked, and then she slipped out of the chair and fell to the ground, crying, trying to fool around and get through.

Lu Changan felt a headache when he saw her like this.

Liu Yunxiang pushed him, "You go and interrogate that Yingying, and I'll talk to Mrs. He."

Lu Changan nodded quickly and quickly turned around to go to another interrogation room.

Liu Yunxiang asked the official to bring her a small bench, and she sat in front of Mrs. He, watching her cry with interest and relish. If it was Lu Changan, Mrs. He could still make the decision, but with Liu Yunxiang, she was a little unsure.

Obviously crying doesn't work, it takes a lot of effort.

Mrs. He howled a few more times, then stopped and looked at Liu Yunxiang with gritted teeth.

"My husband is from Yuezhou Prefecture, and my natal father was a minister in the Ministry of Civil Affairs. I know that Lu Changan is the prince of Suping. Even if he wants to use force to suppress others, he has to think about the consequences of touching me!"

"You hate He Ziyue." Liu Yunxiang said in a positive tone.

Mrs. He snorted, "He is my husband. I don't love him enough, so how can I hate him. Don't waste your time with me. I have said everything I should say, and I have no more comments."

With that said, Mrs. He stood up and sat on the chair, tilted her head and closed her eyes.

Liu Yunxiang sat down on the chair next to her and sighed slightly, "You were born as the daughter of a minister, pampered by your parents, innocent and innocent, but he was not born into Yuezhou Palace. You married him as a lower marriage, but he was originally I also cherish you. Although your life was hard at that time, your relationship was very good. But later he got promoted step by step and had Yingying Yanyan by his side. At this time, he began to dislike you, disliked you for not being able to have children, and disliked your age. You are old and beautiful. As for you, you have an excellent tutor and did not bother to compete for favors at first, but gradually you found that you were no longer in his eyes and heart. You began to be jealous, started to resort to tricks, and looked ferocious, and finally became like this. "

As Liu Yunxiang spoke, he secretly observed Mrs. He's expression from time to time, and saw that although her eyes were closed, her eyes were trembling and her breathing was erratic. When she finished speaking, a tear fell from the corner of Mrs. He's eyes.

Liu Yunxiang exhaled. She and Lu Changan learned about He Ziyue's life, and the rest was all her guess. If a woman with an excellent background can turn into a shrew, then this man must have done a lot of things that made her miserable, disappointed or even crazy.

"Why is Yingying special? Instead of jealous of her, you help her?" Liu Yunxiang asked.

Mrs. He twitched the corner of her mouth, "That little bitch, how could I possibly help her?"

"Was she really in your room that night?"

"of course."

"Are you there?" Liu Yunxiang asked again.

Mrs. He said impatiently: "No matter how many times you want me to tell you, she is kneeling in my room. The servants passing by can also testify!"

"You also said that she was kneeling in your room. The servants could only see your figure from the window, not her."

Mrs. He hurriedly said: "They can hear the cry!"

"How do you know that the crying is hers? It could also be that you were scolding and crying at the same time."

"Do you have any evidence for this? How can you talk nonsense without evidence?"

"Of course there is."

Seeing Liu Yunxiang's determined look, Mrs. He felt a little panicked, "Wha... what evidence?"

"The wound on Yingying's face was not caused by you, but by He Ziyue."

"Heh, what kind of evidence is this?"

"There is blood foam in He Ziyue's fingernails."

"Then..."

Liu Yunxiang suddenly grabbed Mrs. He's hands and looked at her nails. "Your nails are long, but it's not easy to apply force. You can't scratch a wound like that that breaks off the skin and flesh."

Mrs. He took a deep breath, "I scratched it anyway, you can say whatever you like."

Liu Yunxiang narrowed his eyes, "It is also against the law to harbor criminals. Mrs. He is not afraid?"

"I didn't do anything, so I'm afraid of nothing."

Liu Yunxiang nodded, "Mrs. He, since you are so stubborn, you will be offended."

She asked an official to find a woman, and then asked another official to tie up Mrs. He and cover her mouth with a piece of cloth so that she could not make any sound. The official summoned the cook in the government office and brought her here.

"Mom, if someone is torturing you, do you know how to scream?"

The cook blinked. Although she didn't know what Liu Yunxiang was going to do, she still nodded and said, "That's great. I pass by here every day."

"Then please help me pretend to be in pain and scream a few more times."

The cook brewed it for a while, then took a breath and screamed.

Liu Yunxiang took Mrs. He to the interrogation room next door and looked in through the window.

The two interrogation rooms are next to each other, so the aunt’s screams can be heard here. Yingying kept her head down and said nothing at first. When she heard the cry, she raised her head and looked outside in panic.

Liu Yunxiang walked in and said to Lu Chang'an: "Mrs. He is very tough-talking. I asked them to go through the torture tools for her, such as the tiger bench, the soldering iron, and the mace. After one time, she can still have one breath left."

The screams over there became more and more shrill, and Yingying's body couldn't stop trembling.

"Madam didn't kill anyone, so why torture her?" She raised her head and asked.

Lu Changan took a deep breath, "But she intentionally shielded the real murderer, so she is just as guilty!"

"No, she didn't!"

"If the real murderer is willing to confess, she won't have to suffer this crime."

Yingying clenched her fists tightly, her back straightened.

"And there is Li Shi. He knocked me into the lake the day before yesterday with the intention of murdering me. Even if he is not found guilty of killing He Ziyue, it is still a death penalty."

Hearing this, Yingying couldn't hold back anymore and sobbed: "They are all here to help me!"

"So you admitted that He Ziyue was killed by you?"