Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

"lady--"

After Fu Rong exclaimed, he covered his mouth and nose, and racked his brains to think of words: "The corpse, the corpse is already rotten and smelly, you really don't need to take care of it anymore, why bother to suffer this crime, just call it Let others do it for you, I believe if the general knows better, he will not blame you."

But Zheng Quchi always turned a deaf ear to his words and even hesitated to respond to him.

"Madam, um... how about we put on gloves before we do it?"

This corpse is so rotten, and it is still a male corpse. Madam, you really don’t feel uncomfortable?

"Madam..."

Fu Rong was restless nearby and couldn't take a moment to rest. He scratched his head and scratched his head, restless.

After Zheng Quchi uncovered the mask of the male corpse, what he saw was naturally not a complete human face. The coffin was covered with ice, which had the effect of delaying the decay of the corpse. However, before, he could still see a part of complete skin on the head. , but now it is no longer possible.

But it doesn't matter, one of her favorite TV series in modern times is the criminal investigation genre, and she pays particular attention to the autopsy part.

The dead can also speak.

She thought that she had carved a scaled-down wooden sculpture of a human body for Yu Wensheng. Although it was artistically processed, she had put a lot of effort into it in order to present the authenticity of the character.

She had done a rough inspection of the body in the palace. The image of Yu Wensheng falling into the water and dying after being surrounded often lingered in her mind. She thought that as a mortal with flesh and blood, it was impossible to survive in such circumstances. Can survive.

With this idea in mind, she examined most of the corresponding wounds on his body and felt that the body should not be fake.

However, if you think about it carefully, there are many things that are wrong.

She uncovered his clothes. The corpse was pale and black, and the skin was covered with old scars. The candlelight around him was bright all night long, illuminating everything in detail.

She bowed slightly and focused her gaze on his upper body.

She remembered that Yu Wensheng was injured once and she personally applied medicine to him. Although she was so uncomfortable at the time that she did not look at his wounds carefully, she probably knew which parts of him were injured.

But the wounds on this man's body include long and narrow wounds, burns, penetrating wounds from sharp objects, and whip wounds. Rather than looking like the large-scale severe wounds suffered by a general on the battlefield, they look more like It is an injury caused by being punished or fighting with others.

Her face was silent, and she was unwilling to take off all the clothes on her body to her waist. At this time, Fu Rong finally couldn't hold it in anymore, ran up and stopped him quickly: "Madam, how smelly this is, I...vomit..."

He was too close, and he inadvertently caught sight of the corpse with his peripheral vision. He couldn't help but feel nauseated, but he held it back and only begged her: "Stop checking..."

Why not check?

What is he worried about?

Zheng Quchi's face didn't change: "Fu Rong, get out of the way, don't let me say it a second time."

Seeing Madam's cold and determined profile, Fu Rong naturally did not dare to make another mistake. He just kept praying in his heart that someone should come and save him quickly.

She was still trying to recall every bit of Yu Wensheng's body, but it was all too blurry. She only remembered that he was very thin, but his shoulders were broad, and his whole body was thin but powerful, and by the way, his waist! He had a waist, and just when she was about to turn him over to check the back, she suddenly saw a strange mark on the arm of the corpse...

Just when she was about to check, a clear and cold voice sounded in the mourning hall.

"Zheng Quchi, what are you doing?"

Someone broke into the mourning hall, and a swift and sharp figure, surrounded by guards, came to the front of Zheng Quchi. The light hit the high bridge of his nose, half of his face appeared dark and silent, and his pupils contained distinct layers of light and shadow.

Yuan Xingzhou?

How could he come?

Zheng Quchi was stunned for a moment, but he did not immediately step forward to salute. Instead, he lowered his head and rubbed the mark with varying degrees of severity with his fingertips. It did not look like it was painted on, nor was it a bruise left by an injury. It had edges and edges. The horn was like a special symbol. She was sure that if it was not a natural birthmark, it must have been deliberately tattooed into the skin.

After confirming and writing it down, Zheng Quchi was suddenly pulled aside by a force. She raised her head and looked at Yuan Xingzhou who looked unfazed.

He stared deeply into her eyes and said, "Fu Rong, put a shroud on the person in the coffin!"

"Ah, me?" Fu Rong was stunned, but how could he dare to resist His Highness the Crown Prince's order, so he could only say aggrievedly: "...Okay, okay."

Zheng Quchi frowned and said, "This is against the rules."

"What does it mean to be in compliance with the rules?"

He sneered coldly, then forcefully took her hand and left everyone in the mourning hall. The two of them walked through the moonlit corridor with crisp wind chimes, passed through the avenue of flower trees and dazzling wall shadows, and came to a door and pushed straight away.

His arrival was like an unspoken event. Spring, Autumn, Summer and Winter only glanced at each other, then knelt down on both sides. Until they heard the order, they did not dare to delay and quickly fetched hot water and delivered it. Mop.

Yuan Xingzhou plucked out the cotton ball on her nose, soaked her cold hands into warm water, took the cloth handkerchief hanging on the side and wiped it between her fingers bit by bit. Perhaps it was because he had never served anyone before, and his strength was sometimes strong and weak. Zheng Quchi knew that he smelled bad, and he had just touched a dead person on his hands. Most people probably considered it unlucky, let alone a person with such a high position and authority. These things should be done for her.

"Let me go and I'll do it myself."

"Where have you touched him?" Yuan Xingzhou asked coldly.

Zheng Quchi naturally would not answer such a boring question. She said, "It's so late, Prince, why did you come to the general's residence?"

The less she answered, the more Yuan Xingzhou became obsessed with this matter: "You are brave enough. You dare to touch the body of a dead person, and you dare to peel off the clothes of a dead person."

Hearing him talk about "dead people", it was as if that person was of no importance.

"You don't think it should be?" Her tone suddenly turned cold.

Zheng Quchi said: "Fu Rong also thinks it shouldn't be done, but this is obviously something that should be done."

Yuan Xingzhou held her hand tightly in the water and suddenly approached Zheng Quchi: "Zheng Quchi, have you forgotten what Gu said to you? You will be Gu's future queen, do you think Gu will let you Are you going to touch other men’s bodies casually again?”

Zheng Quchi looked at him, his gaze unwavering: "That's not another man."

"Don't you always hate him and want to make peace with him and escape from him completely? Now that he is dead, shouldn't you feel relieved?" Yuan Xingzhou asked her.

"Relief?" Zheng Quchi was in a trance for a moment, then came back to his senses and said calmly: "I don't hate him, never have. I always want to stay away from him, just... just because of fear."

At this moment, she finally faced her heart honestly. If Yu Wensheng was not the general of Ye State, not the Living Yama, but just her husband "Liu Fengmian", a white-faced scholar, a blind military advisor who was weak and unable to take care of himself, she Maybe I will be with him forever in this life.

She was not unmoved for him. She fell in love at first sight and fell in love with him over time. Of course, there was also a bit of spousal responsibility in it.

Yuan Xingzhou asked her: "What are you afraid of?"

"What are you afraid of? I can't describe it specifically. It's just that the gap between him and me is too big. This gap cannot be eliminated by getting married. Of course..." She said to Yuan Xingzhou: "You too Same."

Same what?

Is the same impossible?

Snapped--

The water basin fell to the ground, and the hot water splashed soaked their shoes and hems. As soon as the heat caught it, it was blown away by a cool night breeze, leaving only the coldness that stuck to their skin. feeling.

Yuan Xingzhou tried hard to control his emotions, but the scarlet and sadistic color in his eyes became more and more intense, and his intention to burn himself was also scorching.

He asked: "What is the gap? You have always felt that you are helpless and powerless in this world, and you are worried that you will be bullied. But now you have everything, money, and Zhang Qinan, the richest businessman in the south of Ye State, and Su Tian will take care of your worries for you, so why do you have to worry about having no property to support your family in the future?"

"Power, as the general's wife, you have all the troops, financial resources and connections under Yu Wensheng's name, and even the golden seals of the three armies. As long as you use it properly, you can achieve it even if you want the entire Ye Kingdom."

"And if you want to do what you like to do, Gu Ye will leave the generals and supervisors in charge of all handicraft industries in Ye State to you to organize and develop. You can come and go freely, and have loyal subordinates, brothers, sisters, and friends to take care of you. Right now, It can be said that everything is going as you wish, so what are you still afraid of?"

His fierce questioning made Zheng Quchi stunned, not because he knew everything, but because he actually knew what she was afraid of.

Yes, there is a huge difference in status between her and Yu Wensheng, and she is just a peasant girl with a complicated life experience. She is helpless. She is afraid that she will sleep with a tiger and be eaten by the tiger in the end. She is also worried that she will have nothing else to do. , causing harm to relatives and friends, but in the end there was no way out.

She is even more afraid that when she enters a high-class compound, she will lose herself and her freedom, and become a mediocre woman who only knows how to tend flowers and raise children, and will no longer be able to do what she wants to do.

In short, she was afraid of many things, but she never thought about taking the initiative to solve these problems between her and Yu Wensheng. Perhaps it was because she only had a superficial liking for Yu Wensheng from beginning to end, not that kind of love. You must love him deeply.

But now, after going through Yuan Xingzhou one by one, she realized that all her worries and fears before seemed to have disappeared invisibly.

She opened her mouth several times, but in the end no words came out.

"Zheng Quchi, ask yourself, if Yu Wensheng is still alive, will you stay by his side with peace of mind this time?" Yuan Xingzhou asked again and again.

This question was really unanswerable. If he was still alive, where did the body in the mourning hall come from? Who was the seriously injured person she saw falling into the river with her own eyes? Since he is alive, why does everyone say he is dead?

If everything is fake...then what is real?

Zheng Quchi still couldn't answer this question.

She knelt down, picked up the water basin on the ground, and deliberately changed the topic: "Your Majesty is so familiar with the General's Mansion. It doesn't seem like it is your first visit today. He even knows the bedroom I was just assigned to tonight?" ( End of this chapter)