I am born with insufficiency

Chapter 144 The Prince of Strange Love ([-])

The servants jumped up and down to catch the assassin, and all the servants were driven into the yard, even Sun Xiaokong was kicked out from squatting on the roof to watch the excitement, and the Shangshu Mansion was in a state of chaos for a while.

It took more than an hour to calm down, and Gu Buquan's hanging heart finally let go.

She knew that Ling An must have retreated completely.

She felt more and more that the Shangshu Mansion was not easy, because the servant did not catch up with the assassin, and Ling An didn't take advantage of it. In the end, she returned without success, and she didn't even see her face, let alone sneak into the mansion to search for evidence. .

It seems that it is not easy to search for physical evidence without alarming the servants. My previous thoughts were too simple.

The Shangshu Mansion was so turned upside down, Wang Shangshu summoned all the family members overnight to lecture, and strictly ordered them to cheer up, if any assassin dared to break into the Shangshu Mansion, he would be taught that he would never come back.

Taking advantage of Lord Shangshu's lecture, Gu Buquan sneaked into his study.

The furnishings here are extremely simple, only one table and one chair, plus a shelf full of books, it seems that Wang Shangshu is really a studious person.

There is a dim light on the table, a book, an inkstone, and nothing else.

"Shui Jing Zhu." Gu Buquan flipped through the books on the table, saw the tick marks on them, put them down if he didn't understand clearly, and went to the bookshelf to search again.

It's a pity that there are too many books, and she couldn't find anything like letters after searching for a long time.

She saw another Water Sutra Note on the shelf, then a third, and then a fourth.

She was a little puzzled, why so many identical books?
One of the water scripture notes contained an old paper page, on which a jade pendant pattern was meticulously drawn.

She recognized at a glance that the pattern on the jade pendant was the same as hers, and she could tell that her jade pendant was the middle part of the whole.

"who?"

Suddenly there was a shout outside the door, and at the same time the footsteps were getting closer.

Gu Buquan was taken aback, and hurriedly put the jade pendant into her arms, and hid behind the door, once someone pushed the door and entered, she would wait for the opportunity to rush out.

"What's the point of yelling in the middle of the night?" Then came the old lady's voice, "I came to find a book, and I lost interest in shouting."

"It turned out to be the old lady, the little ones don't bother."

The servant retreated, and the old lady didn't enter the door, she just said: "Let's go."

The footsteps gradually faded away.

Gu Buquan listened for a while, and after making sure that there was no one outside, he slipped out of the study.

I tossed and turned all night, looked and looked at the jade pendant, wondering what it had to do with me, and even more wondering why the old lady would suddenly come out to help her out of trouble. Could it be that she had been watching from behind?Didn't she never walk out of the Buddhist hall?

No wonder every time she stood in the yard, she always felt a pair of eyes staring at her from behind.

It wasn't until dawn that Gu Buquan fell asleep in a daze, but was awakened again by a piercing wail.

She hurriedly put on her clothes and rushed out of the house, only to see Ms. Wang crying, crying heartbreakingly.

"Why not you, why not you!"

As soon as Ms. Wang saw Gu Buquan, she rushed up, grabbed her by the collar and howled, and several servants came up to tear her away.

It wasn't until this moment that Gu Buquan understood the situation.

Miss Feng Que died.

Miss Feng Que was lying quietly on the bed. Her face was gray, her lips were black and blue, her seven orifices were bleeding, and white foam was overflowing from the corners of her mouth. It was obvious that she had been poisoned, and she had been dead for at least three hours. Around midnight, that is, when the assassins made a fuss in the mansion last night.

When Gu Buquan inspected Miss Fengque's body, Mama Wang fell to the ground crying again, counting non-stop.

"Miss, why is it so hard to think about it? How do you let this old slave live...Miss, be good, wake up, we don't want to be some kind of Princess Ji..."

While scolding, she was ready to pounce on Gu Buquan, but fortunately, the servant stopped in the middle, and she still yelled at Gu Buquan.

"It's all about you, the broom star. The young lady was living a good life, but when you came, her luck was ruined. You should steal it from father, king Ji, and scholar. What else do you not want? Why? You are not dead? Why?"

Can't care less about Qi Qiran.

Miss Feng Que has been unhappy since meeting King Ji yesterday, but Gu Buquan understands that she is not fighting for the position of Princess Ji, but because she has broken hopes for Chen Chuzhi, which is why she can't think about it so much.

Wang Shangshu sat beside Miss Fengque blankly, as if he had aged a lot overnight.

"Father." Gu Buquan called softly, unable to say a word of condolence.

In front of her eyes was only an old man with white hair and black hair who had lost his beloved daughter.

"Miss, I can't think about it. Yesterday, I told me that I would go outing with the eldest lady when the weather warmed up. He said that the eldest lady would take her to enjoy the scenery of Taoshan. He changed his mind and committed suicide after sleeping. "

The little girl Shumo was crying while holding a kite on the table.

"The kites are all ready, the young lady drew them by herself, and I said that I will fly the kites with the eldest lady in a few days."

Gu Buquan looked at the pink petals painted on the kite, which looked like peach blossoms in full bloom. If the kite floated in the wind, it should be no different from the peach blossoms in Taoshan.

Shumo's words are not unreasonable, so carefully prepared to go outing and fly a kite, how could he suddenly be unable to commit suicide by taking poison?

There are also Chen Chuzhi's calligraphy and paintings on the case, which were torn up yesterday and then framed with paper. There is also a monkey head and a little turtle drawn on the side, which is very funny.

It seems that Miss Feng Que has let go.

The 17-year-old girl is more yearning for the warmth of spring and the blossoming of flowers. Chen Chuzhi only met once, and there was no flowering and no fruit.

All kinds of signs indicated that Miss Feng Que died strangely.

Gu Buquan's complexion suddenly became serious.

"She didn't commit suicide by taking poison, but was poisoned."

"Poison?" Mama Wang, who was sitting on the ground, shuddered, stopped crying, and asked repeatedly, "Who is going to kill my young lady? Who?"

A pair of dead fish-like eyes stared at Gu Buquan's face, as if to swallow her alive.

Gu Buquan ignored Ms. Wang and turned to Shumo to ask questions.

"Shu Mo, did Miss Feng Que say anything strange last night, or did she act abnormally? I'm talking about after finishing the kite."

Shu Mo shook his head.

"Last night, the lady didn't stop drawing the kite until Haishi. The servant waited for the lady to rest in the outer room after she fell asleep. There was an assassin in Zishi's mansion. The lady was woken up and went out of the house to look at it for a while. She said she didn't have much meaning, so she came back to rest. He also said that he was a little hungry, and asked the servant to go to the kitchen to get something warm to eat."

"That's it." Gu Buquan said.

A person who still thinks about eating snacks in the middle of the night will commit suicide by taking poison in the next time?She wouldn't believe it even if she was killed.

She thought for a while, and then asked Shumo: "What do you have for dessert?"

Shumo's eyes flickered, avoiding Gu Buquan's eyes, and replied in a low voice: "Just, a little chicken."

Lord Shangshu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly tightened his brows.

Since Eunuch Gao repeatedly told him to use chicken juice to give Gu Buquan medicine soup yesterday, the chef followed the instructions.

This hanging chicken juice is not simple. It needs to be boiled slowly over a low fire to steam the sweat from a hen, which is also called chicken dew.

It takes more than a dozen hours of steaming to produce a small bowl of chicken dew, which is enough to give Gu Buquan a dose of medicinal soup.

The little girl went to the kitchen at night to find snacks for the young lady, and she immediately fell in love with the little hen steaming in the pot. She thought that the young lady only used chicken juice and did not eat chicken, so she broke off a chicken leg and gave it to the young lady as a snack up.

The young lady ate a few mouthfuls and found it tasteless, so she put it aside and went to sleep.

Who could have imagined, this sleep and never woke up again.

The leftover chicken drumsticks left by the young lady are still on the table. After testing, they are indeed poisonous.

"Bold calligraphy and ink, dare to poison the young lady."

Mother Wang cried and rushed towards Shumo, her sharp fingernails immediately scratched Shumo's face with several scars, and the little girl knelt on the ground crying out of breath.

"It has nothing to do with Shumo." Gu Buquan said, "Little girl is so blatantly harming my young lady, doesn't she want to live?"

She knew very well in her heart that this was not a chicken leg problem at all, but it was aimed at her.

Fortunately, I haven't had time to drink today's decoction, otherwise I will give my life to the Shangshu's mansion, that would be to die before my ambition is fulfilled, what should I do if I am left with a fool?
The more I think about it, the more I feel scared.

Wang Shangshu's face became more and more gloomy. If Gu Buquan died in his house, could King Ji spare him easily?Then he should not continue to hang around in the court in the future.

"Come here, please report to the Jingzhao God Detective Department and let them send people to thoroughly investigate the case." Wang Shangshu said.

"Father, this matter must have been done by people in the mansion, and it is enough to arrest the relevant people and interrogate them, why bother to alarm the arresting department?" Gu Buquan said.

Wang Shangshu waved his hand resolutely: "Fengtai doesn't need to say too much. This matter involves the future Princess Ji. If you don't have to be surprised, you have to be surprised. It doesn't matter if the arresting officer comes."

"But father-in-law, if this happened because of me, it would be even more inconvenient to make a big fuss. Why don't we investigate it slowly, so that we don't make too much publicity..."

"What you said makes sense. Yes, His Royal Highness Ji Wang must not be made to feel that this place is not safe." Wang Shangshu thought for a moment, then said, "I think it's my father's fault. Let General Ling keep quiet as much as possible by writing a letter and investigate it in secret. "

"This……"

Gu Buquan was speechless.

Wang Shangshu immediately began to repair a letter, he was extremely particular about the choice of words and sentences, and at the end he did not forget to ask the servant who delivered the letter to hand over the letter to General Ling alone.

Gu Buquan looked at Wang Shangshu's serious look, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was aimed at Ling'an?

Can't help but sweat secretly, he sneaked into Shangshu's mansion last night, didn't he reveal his identity?

If it was just to lure Ling An to the Shangshu Mansion and use Miss Feng Que's death as an introduction, the price would be too high.

After Wang Shangshu made the arrangements, he turned around and realized that Gu Buquan had been watching him silently.

He sat down, sighed, and covered his face with tears.

"Feng Que's life is bitter." Wang Shangshu said, "Poor her mother died early, and it's nothing good to be a father with me. She's only 17 years old, and the flowers haven't even had time to bloom..."

"Father, don't be too sad, we will definitely find out the murderer and give Sister Feng Que justice." Gu Buquan murmured.

"Fortunately, there is still you, Fengtai." Wang Shangshu held Gu Buquan's hand, tears streaming down his face.

Gu Buquan's nose was also sore, at that moment, she felt that if she was really his daughter Wang Fengtai, at least she could give the old man in front of her who had lost her beloved daughter some comfort.

Seeing this scene, Ms. Wang started to cry loudly again.

"Miss' life is so hard..."

Bro Gong's voice was clamoring tight.

(End of this chapter)