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Du Chunxing raised her sleeve and pointed at the maid who was kneeling on the ground: "It was this person who first discovered that she was the maid in charge of the candles in the mourning hall. At the second watch, she came to add sesame oil, but found that Master Du and the steward died in the mourning hall.

"After I took control of this place, I prohibited anyone from entering or leaving. I only restrained the corpses of Master Du and the steward."

Song Ling raised his hand first, but didn't move at all. He just thought that Luo Jinnian was afraid and didn't think much about it.

He frowned and said, "But the face of the corpse is in the way."

Du Chunxing's expression froze, and the short eight characters showed the impact just now: "Bleeding from the seven orifices is unsightly."

Song Ling understood instantly, and the hand hidden under the sleeve was clenched even tighter.

Du Chunxing waved her hand to the back, and a guard in fine attire came forward. She pointed to the guard and introduced concisely: "This is brought from the mansion, and she knows some methods of autopsy."

"I just sent someone to look for you, and you came at the right time."

The guard got the order and went to the corpse.

Du Chunxing led Song Ling and Luo Jinnian out of the mourning hall, waiting for the guards to report back.

At three o'clock, the guard put down his sleeves, took the square scarf handed by the servant beside him, and wiped the filth on his hands.

After cleaning it up, I took another one to wipe the sweat on my forehead.

Then he got up and went to return to his life.

Du Chunxing exempted him from etiquette as usual.

"Returning to Madam, the two gentlemen, Mr. Du and the steward both died of the same kind of poison that had never been seen before. The internal organs were corroded and showed signs of melting. The time of death was similar. Because the toxicity was too overbearing, the two died. In order."

Vicious?corrosion?

Song Ling suddenly remembered that Huangjue Temple was assassinated eight years ago, and Fifth Aunt's left hand was pierced by a Dirong man with a crossbow arrow.

The poison was poisoned on the arrow, the toxicity was extremely overbearing, and the corrosiveness spread very quickly. If it weren't for the tenacity of the fifth aunt's heart, she would have lost her life by breaking her arm immediately to survive.

The fifth aunt once said that the poisonous dominance is rare in her life, and it only takes a moment to spread from the palm to the forearm.

Afterwards, she asked the guards to take back her arm in order to study this fierce poison that she had never seen before.

But when the guards found it, the forearm had already been corroded to the point where only white bones remained, and even the hard bones had purple-black corrosion marks, like a snake's kiss.

Because the poison has the fragrance of crabapple, Fifth Aunt named it Haitangxin.

Begonia?Begonia!

Song Ling thought of the sweet and fishy smell of crabapple when he first entered the mourning hall.

Begonia heart!After a lapse of eight years, Qingyuzhuang was reappeared.

The strange poison belonging to Di Rong unexpectedly appeared in Qingyuzhuang, and they really have something to do with Di Rong!

Song Ling's eyes sharpened.

The guard went on to say: "Du Shaoshang's body is fatally wounded in the chest..." It was roughly the same as what Tong Yu found out, but he didn't deduce the size of the sword from the wound.

Du Chunxing originally planned to lure Mr. Du away and examine Du Shao's wounded body, but unexpectedly Mr. Du died too, so it happened to be examined at the same time.

After listening to the report, Song Ling pressed Luo Jinnian's tiger's mouth firmly with his hand hidden in his sleeve, signaling him not to speak.At the same time, his mind was turned around, and there was no abnormality in the wound, that's right, Tong Yu was a blood-bladed man, an elite like no other in a million, and ordinary guards naturally couldn't match his eyesight.

The guard paused and added: "However, according to the villain, there are signs of secondary damage to the wound. At first there was only a sword wound, but now the sword mouth is covered by someone's sword wound, as if to cover up something." After the guard finished speaking, he lowered his head, not daring to look at the faces of the masters.

Du Chunxing stomped heavily, gritted his teeth and said, "There is indeed something wrong with Du Shaoshang's death! The dead old ghost insists on putting Du Shaoshang's death on you, so he really knows something! We were late in the inspection, and all the clues were destroyed by him. Already!"

Song Ling held Luo Jinnian's hand even harder, he sighed and said, "Is there any clues elsewhere?"

Du Chunxing took a deep breath, tried her best to calm down, and said harshly: "I have already sent people to search the residence of the steward and the old ghost, Ling'er will wait with me?"

Song Ling has nothing to do.

The sharp-eyed servant lifted the chairs for the three masters and placed them in the courtyard.

Du Chunxing is in the middle, Song Ling and Luo Jinnian are on both sides.

Song Ling withdrew his hand, silently mouthed to Luo Jinnian,

pass it to me.

Luo Jinnian clenched the corners of his lips, not knowing whether he saw it or not, he let go of Song Ling without saying a word, and sat on the armchair crookedly like a boneless one, staring blankly at the dark blue sky, his mind wandering.

Song Ling lifted the hem of his robe and sat upright in danger.

His heart was turbulent.

The wound was damaged, and Du Chunxing didn't find anything, but he was different.

Doesn't this feigned cover-up and guilty conscience show that Mr. Du has ghosts in his heart!

It seems that the trip to the Arsenal in the south of the city is a must. It is better to be fast than slow, and things will change if you are late!

Another thing is also very strange, the owner of Qingyu Village is dead, and the owner of the young village is also dead. Why did the villagers of Qingyu Village talk about Mrs. Qingyuzhuang, and the concubine called by the second aunt never appeared from the beginning to the end?

The lord is dead, and the son is also dead, there is no reason to hide and not show up.

Is it because she died a long time ago, or did she run away and is no longer in Qingyuzhuang?

The nominal third owner of Qingyu Manor disappeared strangely!

Song Ling felt that the second scenario was more likely, and he could get a piece of news from either the villagers or the second aunt.

Master Du loves this concubine like a treasure. Apart from not having the status of the main wife, she has a lot of decency that the main room should have.Moreover, there is no other concubine in this huge Qingyu Manor other than her. Master Du also regards her son as eye-catching, which shows how much he is favored.

Therefore, it is more likely that Master Du will send his concubine away early when he realizes that something is wrong!

"What about the lowly maid?!" Du Chunxing suddenly stood up without warning, and said harshly.

Obviously, she also noticed something strange. In order to maintain the dignity of her elders in front of Song Ling and other juniors, even though she hated Master Du, she still called him Master Du one by one.

Now Xu is too excited, no longer caring about decency.Call the old thing directly, cheap maid.

Even if Luo Jinnian had no brains, he knew that he couldn't answer that. Second Aunt's lowly maid was undoubtedly Master Du's concubine, Second Aunt's concubine, and Second Aunt could take one lowly maid at a time.He didn't dare, it was not only contemptuous of Master Du's concubine, but also offended Second Aunt.

My own mother has learned the rules for many years, but I haven't learned all the rules into the dog's stomach.

He pretended not to hear, and continued to lean on the chair in a daze.

Song Ling naturally understood what Luo Jinnian knew.

Du Chunxing vented for a while, then sat down on the chair, asked herself: "Du Hai treats the lowly maid as his heart, how could he let her stay in the right and wrong place, a mere lowly maid, but let Du Hai take his heart out!"

Just when Luo Jinnian thought he was deaf and Song Ling was thinking about his own affairs.

"lady!"

Disorderly footsteps sounded, and in the oppressive atmosphere, a group of people who went to search the residence of the steward and Master Du finally returned.

Luo Jinnian heaved a sigh of relief.