After the wrong flirtation, I became the villain's favorite

"Will this Steward Huang not resist being killed? The water in this bucket is not reduced at all, won't the water be spilled in the fight?"

Song Nihuan's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear clearly that she was clearing Shuanghua of all charges with just a few words.

At this moment, the housekeeper's voice came from behind, "What the young lady said is true. Shuanghua is an honest girl. She has been working diligently over the years. She is not picky about any work. She is lucky not to be bullied by others. How could she kill someone!"

The summer night was sultry. Song Nihuan started fanning herself again, covering her mouth and nose and saying, "Let's see whether we should report to the police or notify his family about the death. The weather is hot and it's not nice. What's the point of stopping here?"

"Yes, yes, what the young lady said is right. Old Huang likes to drink normally. There have been several times when he drank so much that he missed his work. People say that drinking is harmful to the body... Alas." said the housekeeper.

Having said that, the matter seemed to have been concluded and there was no need to investigate further, so the matter was just left unsolved.

The housekeeper looked at the maids and old women who were watching, frowned and scolded, "Disperse! What are you doing here? Do you want to help carry the person together?"

Everyone felt that this was an unlucky thing and left the scene in groups of two or three.

The servants who came with the butler were all young and strong men. They quickly and skillfully lifted the corpse from the ground and took it away.

Shuanghua stood aside and let out a breath of relief almost imperceptibly.

The cold moon was silent, the crowd dispersed, and Song Nihuan's gaze fell coldly on Shuanghua. She was wearing a crimson dress today, which was different from the clothes of the maids in the mansion.

Shuanghua was about to say goodbye to the young lady when she heard the young lady say, "The blood on the clothes was not wiped clean."

In an instant, her face turned pale with fear, and her skin lost all its color under the moonlight, looking like snow.

"Where is the blood? There isn't any..." Shuanghua picked up the bucket and bowed to the young lady, then stepped back while saying, "Thank you for speaking for me, young lady. I'll leave first. I still have to bring water to Madam!"

"Stop." Song Nihuan said, "Follow me."

Shuanghua knew that the truth was most likely exposed. When the poisoned needle was inserted into his neck just now, he had clearly dodged it, but he was still splashed with blood...

Even though she wore bright crimson clothes, she still couldn't escape the young lady's eyes.

Shuanghua lowered her head and followed Song Nihuan all the way to Liufengyuan.

After Song Nihuan sat down, she said calmly, "The young master will not come back tonight. Tell me how you killed him."

"Use...use a silver needle." She accepted her fate and answered honestly, "Punch the poisoned silver needle into the back of his neck."

"He has been aggressive towards me many times. So I took the opportunity to bring water to my wife and deliberately led him to the edge of Qing Lake. I wanted to make it look like he fell into the water, but he was too strong and too heavy. I couldn't move at all because he pressed on me. I had no choice but to stab him to death by the lake."

Song Nihuan looked at her, "If he flirted with you, you could have called someone over. There is nothing wrong with accidentally killing him to defend your chastity. But you used poison and needles, you committed premeditated murder."

"Who gave you the poison? Who taught you to kill people like this?"

Shuanghua lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I learned this when I was serving the Second Young Master. The Second Young Master is well versed in pharmacology. I learned a lot from him, such as which combinations are poisonous and which acupuncture points have what effects."

Hearing about Xie Tan again, Song Nihuan was stunned for a moment, then said, "You are really brave."

"I was forced. Those girls were all molested by him, but everyone was afraid of his power and no one dared to say anything. And I have no master to rely on, no one will support me, so he dared to treat me so badly... I just want to live a peaceful and stable life." Shuanghua knelt quietly on the ground, raised her eyes and stared at Song Nihuan.

Song Nihuan looked at her with a calm gaze, and then said softly: "He drank too much and his body has long been unable to bear the burden. This matter has passed, and you don't have to worry."

Her voice seemed to have a soothing magic that made people feel extremely at ease.

"Thank you, young madam, thank you!" Shuanghua was grateful and kept thanking her.

Song Nihuan smiled slightly and continued, "Go change into clean clothes, take a shower, and clean yourself up. Then come to Liufengyuan to find me. I just happen to be short of someone here."

*

Summer passed and winter came, and Shuanghua had been serving in Liufengyuan for half a year.

Everything went according to plan and she took over Linglong's position.

But Molan looked at her strangely.

The young lady is kind, and when she stands together with the gentle and kind eldest son, they are a perfect match.

But she would still think of the Second Young Master. She knew that although he was taciturn and cold, he had a warm heart towards the Young Madam.

But the young lady... has no feelings for the second young master and her heart is entirely devoted to the eldest young master.

Shuanghua exhaled towards the distant sky. The weather was cold, and the breath she exhaled turned into white mist. Shuanghua murmured, "The weather is getting colder..."

A year ago, on such a cold day, Shuanghua saw Song Nihuan going to beat the Dengwen drum.

At that time, Shuanghua was sent out of the mansion by the nanny to do an errand. The so-called errand was actually to deliver eggs to the nanny's daughter-in-law.

There are so many unnecessary and unnecessary things in the Xie Mansion that it would not be noticed if you just took some, but it would allow an ordinary family to live a comfortable life.

When she was passing by the palace gate carrying a basket, she saw Song Nihuan.

There were many people watching at that time, but Shuanghua felt that the young lady seemed to be the only one in the world.

The first snow fell that day. It was very fine and melted as soon as it hit the ground.

The cold wind hurt people's faces. Song Nihuan took off her hairpins and rings, and her plain face seemed to blend into the broken snow between the sky and the earth.

Outside the Zhenshun Gate, a few officials who were preparing to go to court were waiting here and there. They gathered together and discussed something.

"I have submitted several memorials, but there is no response. There is really no way to report this matter. I asked my son to be the regent, but he messed around..." The Minister of Works whispered, "Will the canal be repaired? Will I beat him up today?"

"Do you really think that the Second Prince is messing around? Just wait and see. As long as the crown prince is not appointed, the country will not be at peace. I think we should submit a memorial to ask His Majesty to appoint a crown prince as soon as possible."

"Xie Hanlin is still in prison. He has been locked up for so long without any reason. And you still want to submit a petition to establish a successor? Your petition won't even reach the emperor!"

"Look!" A voice suddenly came from the crowd, "Someone is going to beat the drum for the hearing."

Everyone looked and saw Song Nihuan standing on the platform, picking up the drumstick beside him. His thin and frail figure looked even more frail in the heavy snow.

She took a deep breath, and then tried her best to strike the drum in front of her, which was half a head taller than her.

"My husband, Xie Yunji, is the top scholar in the imperial examination and is now a compiler in the Imperial Academy. Since he entered the court, he has been diligent and respectful, without a single day of slacking off! He was detained for many days because he sued a member of the imperial family, but they refused to hear the case and release him."

There was determination in her slightly trembling voice, and the corners of her eyes were red, but no tears fell.

"I have no place to file a complaint, so I came to the palace gate to beat the drum, asking Your Majesty to give justice to my husband and to your loyal and devoted subject!"

Shuanghua squeezed into the crowd and opened her eyes wide.

The sound of drums is heart-shaking.