The princess's little white-faced concubine

That night, Yiqiu brought in a mattress and laid it on the floor. Jiang Zhichu tried to persuade Wei Zhaojin, but the result was not satisfactory.

Although she was holding her breath, she obediently lay down on it, lying on her side with her back facing Wei Zhaojin, not falling asleep, her light brown eyes looked more agile under the moonlight.

Behind him was the shallow breathing of the man, and Jiang Zhichu turned around in a strange way, seeing the man's waterfall-like long hair scattered freely, and the slender black eyelashes trembling slightly, Jiang Zhichu was a little lost, and subconsciously looked at her move in the direction.

Why doesn't this person even have a blackhead...Jiang Zhichu felt a little sour when he thought of the distress he was caused by blackheads back then.

The silvery-white moonlight shone on the cheeks of the person on the couch. Before she could appreciate it, there was an orange light outside and the sound of soldiers running.

Jiang Zhichu was frightened and sat up, and turned to look at Wei Zhaojin. The man opened his eyes at some point, and the dark eyes reflected the firelight.

At this time, Yi Qiu pushed the door and walked in, skipping Jiang Zhichu to help Wei Zhaojin up, and then said respectfully: "I got it." "

Wei Zhaojin nodded, and walked to sit in front of the bronze mirror, while Yiqiu combed her hair behind her.

Jiang Zhichu didn't know why for a while, but based on the noise outside and the conversation between Yiqiu and Wei Zhaojin, she found out that she felt like a fool who was kept in the dark.

"Wei Zhaojin!"

She was angry, angry that Wei Zhaojin didn't tell herself, angry that she didn't trust her, angry that she didn't catch the murderer with her own hands, and angry that she didn't have the ability.

"Presumptuous!" Yi Qiu yelled sharply, brushing her hair with her hands without stopping.

Wei Zhaojin frowned slightly and ignored her, stretched out his hand to squeeze a piece of lip balm, and lowered his eyes slightly.

Jiang Zhichu was out of breath, stepped on his cloth boots and pushed the door out.All she saw was a group of men and horses surrounding her house, each armed with weapons, and holding a torch in her left hand to light up the darkness.

Jiang Zhichu quickly ran towards his house, and before he even started, Sun Heng came out first, and the two officers and soldiers behind him rushed out a man in black, who hung his head and refused to lift up.

"Stop." Jiang Zhichu gritted his teeth.

Changsun Heng raised his hand to signal the soldiers behind him to stop, and then said, "Master Jiang."

Jiang Zhichu ignored him, only felt that his steps were getting heavier, the man in front of him was the murderer with blood on his hands, the murderer of two massacres!She failed to grab him with her own hands, and the painful appearance of Madam Zhang before her death reappeared in front of her eyes... She grabbed the man's hair with scarlet eyes and made him raise his head, and her pupils shrank at that moment.

"Han Shijun..."

"Master Changsun." Wei Zhaojin's voice sounded behind him.

"Put him in prison, and I will personally interrogate you."

"Yes." Changsun Heng responded, grabbing Jiang Zhi's wrist and trying to let her go, but she didn't let go.

"Jiang Zhichu, let go." Qing Ning shouted.

Jiang Zhichu regained his composure, let go of his hand and stepped aside.

After Changsun Heng and others left, the courtyard returned to darkness. Jiang Zhichu went back to her room to light the candles, but when the candlelight filled the room and illuminated the darkness, she couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

There was a male corpse lying on her bed. There was a sharp knife in the man's mouth at first, but in a short while, there was cold sweat behind him.

Qing Ning walked up to her and patted her on the shoulder, and then two officers and soldiers came to carry the body away. When passing by her, she saw the man's face clearly, it was the servant of the Zhang family...

"Where's Wei Xian?" Jiang Zhichu asked.

Qing Ning paused and then said: "I went to the prison with the eldest princess."

Jiang Zhichu took a long breath and let it out heavily: "So I'm the only one who doesn't know."

She was terrified and disappointed in her heart. If she was the one lying here today, would she have died for the second time at this time.But obviously Wei Zhaojin didn't do this, she chose to hide it, did she not trust her?Jiang Zhichu felt a little wronged, everyone knew about it, but she didn't, but she was not qualified to bury Wei Zhaojin wronged.

"Without you, she would not have found any clues about the murderer, so you have caught the murderer." Qing Ning comforted, referring to Wei Zhaojin.

Jiang Zhichu forced a smile, pretending to be calm and said: "It's okay, I know I'm not capable of catching the murderer."

After Jiang Zhichu told Wei Zhaojin the clues and reasoning that day, she knew who the murderer was, but she was not sure.The person who was able to quietly bring Mr. Zhang to the hut outside the city and kill him, presumably would not have been done by an outsider. Only Han Shijun was the most suitable person who killed the Mu family, the Zhang family, and gave Jiang Zhichu a cold arrow warning. Motivated.

The three local county magistrates who participated in the investigation of the corruption case back then have now been wiped out. The remaining Han Shijun is either the next victim or the murderer. There must be something involved in the investigation back then, otherwise why bother to go all out to bring this matter to the court ?Han Shijun's mother and younger brother also died suddenly last year, and they neither held funerals nor wore mourning. This was discovered by Wei Zhaojin and sent to investigate. She didn't say anything.

Wei Zhaojin first sent the eldest grandson Heng to spread the false news that Jiang Zhichu had found the Yanzhuang ledger that Feng Jian had kept in Zhang's house last year to spread the false news inside the county government office, and then spread the news that Mrs. Zhang would tell her the clues of the murderer when she was dying.Then, she sent the shadow guards to find the hiding place of Han Shijun's family and bring them to the Yamen. Han Shijun obviously fell into the trap and sneaked into Jiang Zhichu's room to assassinate him that night, but when he found out the problem, he was subdued by Changsun Heng who rushed in .If Jiang Zhichu knew, he would have stayed in the room and waited to catch the murderer with his own hands, so Wei Zhaojin told everyone but did not tell her. Most of them were worried because they were afraid that she would cause trouble.

"Master Han, don't you intend to talk to me?" Wei Zhaojin said sharply, with a cold light in his eyes.

Unlike the previous interrogation, her eyes were more disgusted and ferocious this time.

"What is there to say, what evidence do you have to prove that I killed someone?" Han Shijun sneered, "I just attempted to assassinate Jiang Zhichu."

There was a sneer on the corner of Wei Zhaojin's mouth, and he remained silent.

Seeing her like this, Han Shijun was at a loss, "You think you use the corpse of Zhang's boy to lie to me, and I will think that I killed someone! I tell you that I have no life on me!"

Wei Zhaojin remained silent, but Wei Xian behind her suddenly laughed: "Hahahahaha, Master Han, when did Auntie say that the corpse is from the Zhang family?"

"You!" Han Shijun realized that he had been tricked, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.

"So what..." he quibbled.

"Master Han, you claim to be smart, but have you ever thought that you will make a mistake? Although you are good at disguising and deceiving, the habit in your bones is difficult to disguise. Every time you kill, you kill with a sword and stab someone in the heart. So you have already formed a habit, and you know where to stab with your eyes closed, as long as we take another look at the corpse..."

"Enough!" Han Shijun roared, his face flushed like a beast.

Wei Zhaojin waved his hand, brushing off the dust raised by Han Shijun's struggle, with a look of disgust on his face: "It's better to tell the truth as soon as possible, and I can also ask His Majesty to forgive your family."

The word family seems to be everyone's weakness, and Han Shijun is no exception. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "I killed it, you kill me."

After asking Dadun, he didn't ask anything. Wei Xian was obviously in a hurry. Wei Zhaojin stopped him and said calmly: "Give Lord Han some time, I'm not in a hurry."

After finishing speaking, Wei Zhaojin turned around and left. Although Wei Xian knew that his aunt would hurry up and calm down, he never expected that Wei Zhaojin would not have the slightest emotion when facing the murderer who took several lives, as if the person opposite did not seem to be the murderer. but a thief.

The most important thing is that she was able to find the family members who had been hidden by Han Shijun, and his heart suddenly rose with respect.

"Xian'er, don't show your emotions during the next interrogation." Wei Zhaojin said in the tone of an elder.

"Xian'er, please remember." Wei Xian wrote back.After parting with Wei Xian and the others, the shadow guard appeared from the shadows.

"The master has an accident, the person is dead..."

"Dead!" Wei Zhaojin was a little shocked, and then calmed down.

"Where's the corpse?"

"The Yizhuang outside the city."

"Don't lose the body."

"Yes."

A breeze blew by, and Ling disappeared into the night again, as if he had never been here before.

Wei Zhaojin seemed to smell the bloody smell of Han Shijun's body on his body, and said disgustedly: "Take this clothes and burn them in a while."

She discarded a piece of clothing without interrogating a prisoner once, as if she felt that the piece of clothing would be stained with crime.

"Yes, Your Highness." Yi Qiu responded and walked in front of her to push open the door.

The room was silent and dark. A figure was sitting on a chair. Yiqiu was aware that she was standing in front of her. Wei Zhaojin paused for a moment, then patted Yiqiu and pointed at the candle, motioning her to light it.

Yiqiu was puzzled but still did as usual. In the dark, she found a fire pocket and lit a candle, and Jiang Zhichu's gloomy face suddenly appeared in the light.

"It's you! You scared me to death." Yi Qiu sighed as if relieved.

"Your Highness, I have something to tell you." She said blankly.

Wei Zhaojin sat down opposite her, squinted his eyes and said, "You're not called Wei Zhaojin anymore? Master Jiang?"

Jiang Zhichu was dumbfounded by the question, knowing that he had crossed the line just now: "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry just now."

"Are you in a hurry? Jiang Zhichu, you still know who I am!" she snapped.

"You are...His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess." Her voice was trembling.

Wei Zhaojin sneered angrily, "Is this how you get along with me? Master Jiang!"

Jiang Zhichu was startled, obviously frightened, she quickly got up and knelt down, and kowtowed her head on the ground: "I know that the world is beyond, but I still don't understand why you didn't tell me, Your Highness, do you know that I saw Zhang Madam struggled before she died... I...couldn't catch him with my own hands."

When Jiang Zhichu couldn't see, Wei Zhaojin had a distressed look on his face, and then she disguised it.

She knew that she was angry, but she still couldn't let go of the matter in her heart after apologizing. She obviously had nothing to do with Mrs. Zhang or the dead. She didn't have to blame herself for their deaths, let alone take revenge for them. But...just so stupid.

How could Wei Zhaojin have the heart to tell her what was behind this incident? Who could a simple-minded "idiot" like her avenge for?Although they have the same appearance, they have opposite personalities.

"Get up." Wei Zhaojin said coldly.

"Your Highness! Please tell me." She knocked her head to the ground again.

Wei Zhaojin narrowed her eyes, leaned over and raised her jaw, "Do you know who you are talking to? Tell you? It would be good if you died in that room today, but if you ruined my palace, how could it be as simple as death?"

She shook her face and said coldly: "Get up! Don't get in my way."

Wei Zhaojin passed her and walked to the bronze mirror and took off the hairpin. His long hair fell over his shoulders and fell around his waist in an instant.

Jiang Zhichu got up but had no intention of leaving.

Wei Zhaojin sat on the couch and looked up at her: "I'm going to bed now."

Yiqiu brought hot water for Wei Zhaojin to wash. Seeing that Jiang Zhichu was still lingering, she gave her an annoyed look and said, "Men and women are different, Mr. Jiang, please leave quickly."

"I have a dead body on my bed...was lying there." She stammered.

Wei Zhaojin raised his lips and looked at her with interest: "Master Jiang, you will ruin my reputation~"

Jiang Zhichu's body trembled, like an electric shock, she secretly cursed, this woman is really changeable, she was fierce one second, and seduce people the next...

"I slept on the floor..." she muttered aggrievedly.

Jiang Zhichu had a slight obsession with cleanliness, but it wasn't that serious, but she absolutely couldn't lie down on the bed where the corpse had been lying.

"All right?" she asked carefully. "

What do you think? "Wei Zhaojin had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his phoenix eyes were charming.

Jiang Zhichu thought there was something going on, but in the next second, Yiqiu asked him to leave.

"Don't, don't!"

She struggled but didn't dare to call out to wake others up, and secretly cursed Yiqiu in her heart...how strong she is! !