Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

Chapter 175 It was her
Outside Funing Hall.

The team of five lined up in a line.

The palace lantern illuminated their figures of different heights on the dark brown brick wall, sometimes big and sometimes small.

A father-in-law wearing a servant's hat walked in front, holding a dust whisk in his hand, walking like flying.

Following behind him were two young eunuchs.

Two people were carrying a wooden board covered with a white cloth, and a person was vaguely lying underneath.

The two little maids followed behind, secretly wiping away their tears.

The father-in-law stopped when he saw people walking out of Funing Hall.

"Eunuch Huang." The little maid who had just talked to Wan Yan recognized him.

"Concubine Yi hasn't rested yet?"

The little maid timidly said, "Just about to rest."

Eunuch Huang looked at Wan Yan, obviously surprised to see this strange face.

"It's so late, do you have a guest?"

Eunuch Huang clamped his throat, and his sharp voice sounded extraordinarily high in the dark night.

The little maid didn't speak, she lowered her head and didn't know how to answer.

"The miscellaneous family is leaving now." Eunuch Huang took a deep look at Wanyan, raised the whisk in his hand, and signaled the little eunuch behind him to set off.

Wan Yan looked at the board covered with white cloth, the person lying here was once a living life?

With his head held high, Eunuch Huang brushed past Wanyan.

The two little maids at the back of the line raised their hands to wipe away their tears, and one of them was holding a sachet of broken branches, with a hint of nanmu fragrance wafting from it.

Wanyan is very familiar with this smell.

I feel that this sachet looks familiar.

Where has she seen it?

The stitching of the sachet is Jiangnan Xiuniang's needlework technique. After seeing it once, she tried to imitate it, but failed. The pink and white pomegranate flower embroidered on the sachet was exactly the one she had seen before.

Wan Yan still can't remember where she saw her.

It is impossible for her to know the people in the palace.

The more she thought about it, the more curious Wan Yan became.

She was already thinking about it, and she blocked Eunuch Huang's way.

"I'm sorry, please stop." The little girl was soft and weak, and her lotus-colored su brocade with lotus leaves was delicate and soft against the moonlight.

Eunuch Huang had long recognized that the little girl was wearing the imperial Su brocade, but he had never seen this person in the palace.

But he knew that the emperor rewarded the last piece of su brocade to the daughter of court painter Xue An.

Could it be that this girl is Xue An's daughter?
But why did she appear in Funing Palace at this hour?

Facing this dress, Eunuch Huang was also polite, "Miss, what's the matter?"

Wan Yan pointed and asked directly, "Who is this person?"

"Oh, a maid from the Ministry of Internal Affairs accidentally fell into a well, and she may have committed suicide, but it doesn't matter, the miscellaneous family is planning to send her out of the palace and throw her into a mass grave."

Wan Yan's heart tightened, the maid died, how could she understate it so lightly?
"How did she die? Did you even check?"

Eunuch Huang is patient, he still doesn't know who this girl is.

Suppressing his thoughts, Eunuch Huang asked with a smile, "Miss is a guest of Concubine Yi? It's so late, it's very inconvenient in the palace, I don't know how to address you?"

Wan Yan didn't want to waste his time, so he took out the emperor's jade pendant from his sleeve.

Under the moonlight, Wan Yan held up the jade pendant.

Eunuch Huang and the eunuchs and maids behind him knelt down on the ground, Eunuch Huang regretted and said, "This slave deserves to die."

"Those who don't know don't blame, you tell me first, who are you?"

"Huang Yousheng, the steward of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

"Who is the dead?"

"The qin attendant in the hall of the House of Internal Affairs."

"How did she die?"

Eunuch Huang shook his head, "I really don't know. Before a stick of incense, the palace servants came to report that a person was found in the dry well. They pulled it up and saw that it was the piano player. She had already died at that time."

Wan Yan felt chilled for a while, she didn't investigate and didn't collect evidence, the little girl died, and she was directly thrown into the mass grave on a wooden board.

"Isn't the cause of death investigated?"

Eunuch Huang didn't feel guilty, but explained, "The girl doesn't know something, there are too many people like this in the palace, they enter the palace with a deed of selling themselves, life and death are people in the palace."

Wan Yan does not agree with this point of view.

She walked slowly to the side of the corpse, the special nanmu fragrance seemed to be there but not there.

Yes, she had definitely seen this guy.

But this is already a corpse, Wan Yan wants to vomit and is also afraid.

If she didn't look, she was afraid of missing this rare opportunity.

Wan Yan cheered herself up, it's all right, it's just a corpse.

The moonlight shone on the little girl's face, and there was a trace of determination in the silence.

Su Jin slipped from her plain white wrist, and her white fingers stretched out to the white cloth on the wooden board.

Eunuch Huang and the maid held their breath.

"Girl, it's just a court lady."

When Wan Yan heard Eunuch Huang's words, she pulled the white cloth with her already paused hand.

A swollen and pale face glowed in the moonlight.

Wan Yan took a step back in shock.

The maid exclaimed and covered her mouth with her hand.

Wan Yan's heart jumped out, yes, she knew this person.

Memories flooded her, and she remembered that she had seen this girl in Qingyang Painting and Calligraphy Studio not long ago, and the scene at that time was also vivid in her memory.

That day, the deceased kept asking some weird questions, Xiao Shitou and Lu Mingyu were both present.

What did the court lady ask that day?
She kept asking about the value of Wen Daoyan's paintings, and even took a fancy to "Purple Qi Coming from the East."

Now Wan Yan understands that this girl is not asking weird questions, but asking questions with a purpose.

……

Wan Yan was stunned.

The "Purple Qi Coming from the East" was lost in the palace today, but the deceased had asked about the value of the painting when he left the palace not long ago, Wan Yan didn't believe there was such a coincidence somewhere.

Looking at Si Qin's face again, Wan Yan wasn't so scared anymore.

The deceased's eyes were closed, his cheeks were swollen, and a few broken hairs covered his forehead.

The neck is covered with a white cloth.

She is no longer the eloquent little girl of that day.

Pantothenic acid in Wanyan's heart.

She committed suicide?He killed?

Because of that one-sided relationship, it is impossible for Wan Yan to let her be thrown into a mass grave like this.

But now that she is dead, who will Wan Yan ask for the truth?
Under the moonlight, several people stared at Wan Yan inexplicably.

Eunuch Huang urged, "Girl, it's getting late, the servants will go and return early, there are still a lot of things to do in the palace tomorrow."

Wan Yan shook her head, "No, Eunuch Huang, Si Qin's cause of death is strange, so he must not be sent out of the palace."

Eunuch Huang raised his head and tried to retort, "Miss, this is embarrassing for miscellaneous families. Of course, the mistress holds the emperor's jade pendant in her hand, so slaves should obey what they say, but this is a matter for our Ministry of Internal Affairs. Mistress, you should hurry out of the palace." .”

Eunuch Huang stood in his position and advised Wan Yan not to meddle in his own business.

Wan Yan stood in front of the wooden board, "Eunuch Huang, Wan Yan is not embarrassing you, the emperor ordered me to assist Mr. Su in investigating something, now I have found out something, this matter is related to Siqin, Eunuch Huang, you should not stop me I."

Huang Yousheng obviously didn't expect, "Miss Wanyan is investigating things in the palace?"

Wan Yan pushed the boat smoothly, "Yes, the matter is very important, I think Eunuch Huang has thought about it a long time ago."

"In this case, Si Qin's body..."

"Master Su is outside the Qianqing Palace. I would like to ask the two of you to help carry the body to the Palace of Qianqing. Master Su will make his own arrangements."

Eunuch Huang agreed, "All slaves listen to girls."

The little girl was very eloquent, and Huang Yousheng got up early to cling to her.

　Thank you for hearing that love has come back, and the little cutie gave a reward, so heartfelt.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)