The daughter-in-law is so charming, she crazily criticizes the king regent for taking her life

Chapter 26 The Minutiae Discovery

One month of grounding, I was scolded for a long time.

Back in the room, Yun Zhi looked up and down at Shen Ange distressedly, wondering if the rash on Shen Ange's body was alright after losing the hat.

After taking off her clothes, after checking that there was nothing wrong, Yun Zhi picked up the rash-reducing ointment and rubbed it on her smooth skin.

I wanted to nag a few words, seeing that she had already been scolded by the general, so I swallowed the words.

After painting carefully for a while, Yunzhi gently blew on Shen Ange's back.

"Where's the bank note?" Shen Ange was lying on the couch enjoying himself, but suddenly remembered this important matter, and bounced, "Yunzhi, where's the bank note? Are you still there?"

Yun Zhi sighed, why did her girl fall into Qian's eyes.

"Here, you attract the pursuers for me, and I will go straight back home."

For the 5000 taels of silver, the lady didn't even want her boudoir reputation.

"Take it quickly, and take the share in my arms."

Yun Zhi stopped what she was doing, turned around, took out the bank notes from the cabinet and handed them to Shen Ange along with the ones on the table.

Shen Ange sat up, counted the bank notes, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although there were some surprises, it was smooth after all.

I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight.

But the dinner was not finished, Dad was furious, no matter what he wanted to make her remember, he told Mrs. Shen and Shen Bai not to give her food.

But A Niang and elder brother would not really look at their own hunger, but after a while, they called someone to bring meals behind their father's back.

With the stock in her belly, Shen Ange didn't complain that she was hungry, she lay down on the couch beautifully, now she could finally take a good rest, and she was very tired all day.

Shen Ange thought that she would sleep in an extremely comfortable and deep sleep.

However, it is not so stable.

Consciousness floats up and down, various pictures flash by in turn, and finally freeze on a couch in the dark night.

In the dream, she suddenly fell ill. She was caught off guard and had a high fever for several days.

Although her physique had changed a lot under the doctor's treatment, she still couldn't stand the shock.

This was the first time she fell ill when she was sent to the Prince Regent's Mansion. There was no other reason. Gu Qing placed two lanterns in the room with beautiful plum blossom patterns on them.

Gu Qing supported her head and asked beside her: "Is this lantern pretty?"

It was too dark at night and she couldn't see the whole thing, so she casually replied, "It looks good."

But she didn't want to look up and saw the two female corpses hanging from the beams. She screamed in fright, and slid into his arms regardless of face. made of the skin that fell."

Just like that, Shen Ange passed out completely and had a high fever for several days, but she was not to blame, anyone who saw such a scene would be scared out of their wits.

But that lunatic said with great interest: "How beautiful."

After finally waking up, Shen Ange hurriedly checked the bloodstains from last night. She found that not only was there no trace, even the smell of blood had disappeared.

She called the maid to come in and asked, "Where is the prince?"

She actually wanted to ask, what happened to the corpse last night, and what about the two lamps?She didn't dare to ask directly, after all, when she remembered the scene last night, she broke into a cold sweat.

"Ma'am, the prince has gone to the palace to discuss matters,"

Shen Ange's eyes lit up when she heard that he was not there. Now that she had a chance, she sneaked into Gu Qing's study room while no one was paying attention.

Since Gu Qing became the regent, all the memorials have been sent to the mansion, and the ten-year-old little emperor is nothing but an empty shell.

In the study, Shen Ange searched the file carefully, and was about to open it when a letter fell out of the file.

Seeing the writing on the letter, something in her heart drove her to open it. In order not to miss any details, she carefully put the file back to its original place and opened the letter.

After a while, Shen Ange's hands were shaking. If the contents of the letter were true, then she must go there.

In an anxious state of mind, she walked around the mansion quietly as usual, eating and drinking, and called the other girl to let her prepare a car and go to the street to buy fabrics to make clothes.

The maid was hindered by her status, and the regent did not forbid her to go out.

She had other thoughts and was a little restless sitting in the carriage.

Until she had the opportunity, she ran out from the window of the back door of the tailor shop, and according to the address on the letter, she came to a dilapidated house on the edge of the city.

Before she could take precautions, just as she entered the house, a masked man suddenly appeared behind her.

The dagger pierced through the chest.

In an instant, the bone-deep pain in the dream woke Shen Ange up, her head was covered in cold sweat and her face was pale, and it took her a while to recover from the overly detailed dream.

She finally remembered what she had forgotten, and the murderer's joking words revealed the truth word by word.

Talk about how he joined forces with important officials in the court to kill his father and elder brother who were about to go to the battlefield, as well as the former members of the Shen family, and how he forged his father's notes and handed them over to the generals of the enemy country, thus confirming the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason of the Shen family .

And how, in order to prevent hidden dangers, he handed in the memorial and proposed to exile dozens of members of the Shen family, but he didn't expect that the emperor would let him go.

He was worried that he had really found clues through the power of the regent, so he just forged a letter to lure her out.

Putting his right hand on his forehead, he frowned, his closed eyes opened because of a flash of inspiration in his mind, the pattern of the murderer's robe was rare in the city, and... and his posture of holding the murder weapon was also very strange .

Injured hand?

Shen Ange quickly thought about the people she had seen in her mind, and finally she sighed, she had no idea, the murderer didn't mention any surname, so where should I start the investigation.

She followed the moonlight and sat up, the night was quiet outside the window, it was already September, and the night was getting colder.

Forget it, he was banned for a month and couldn't go to see Gu Qing. Today, the servant came to report that he was awake.

I haven't come here for a month, and I haven't stepped on the steps yet, and the smell of medicine hits my face.

Yun Zhi pushed open the door, Shen Ange frowned subconsciously, looked around, the tea was complete, and the brazier was set up.

Shen Ange felt relieved, he hadn't set foot here for a month, and the servants never neglected him.

The thin young man was lying on the couch, his face was still pale, but he looked much better.

The boy was persuading him to eat something, but he kept silent until Shen Ange said, "Why don't you eat?"

Seeing Shen Ange coming in, a little light flashed across his black eyes, he lifted the quilt and went to bed.

A sick voice called out "Miss."

Then he was about to kneel down, Shen Ange didn't realize his address, stepped forward to stop him, lifted him up with one hand, and said in a stern voice, "If you don't want legs, just kneel down."

Unexpectedly, he raised his head suddenly, those beautiful eyes were breathtaking, Shen Ange suddenly stopped, feeling a little inexplicable.

He had no choice but to lift him up vigorously, then wiped his hands in disgust, and sat far away.

Last night he dreamed of his previous life, and he called himself "An Ge" condescendingly.

Today, he respectfully called her "Miss." His tone was unprecedentedly cute.

So much so that the contrast between the front and the back made her a little uncomfortable.

　Can I say that I originally wrote this plot?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)