Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 27
Seeing Bai Qiuxian coming to Jingzhao Mansion to surrender, Song Yiwen asked Jing Chun to invite His Highness Prince Li. Naturally, Jing Chun did not dare to neglect and hurried to Prince Li's Mansion. However, when he passed the back door of Prince Li's Mansion, he saw a corpse. After being lifted out, there was a mole on one of his exposed hands.

Jing Chun originally dealt with the dead, so he wasn't afraid of anything, besides, how could a rich family like Li Wang's Mansion avoid the laws of the world like birth, old age, sickness and death?

It wasn't until the white cloth that covered his face was exposed that Jing Chun knew that the corpse in front of him was none other than Yan Huai, and now his face was pale.

Yan Huai!

Yan Huai was reused just a few days ago!

Did you tell Jing Chun that Yan Huai's death was an accident?
No, it will definitely not be an accident!
Her intuition told her that this matter had something to do with Jiang Hejin!

The appearance of Jiang Hejin suddenly appeared in Jing Chun's mind, and he immediately took two steps back, his heart was trembling, jumping like a spring, and the whole breath of death came to Jing Chun!
Jing Chun's fear is far from seeing Yan Huai's death, but seeing his own future destiny through Yan Huai.

Jing Chun tried his best to maintain his composure, almost stepping on the steps of the back door of Prince Li's Mansion with trembling legs and feet.

After just one step, Jing Chun retreated, she could not enter Prince Li's mansion.

She still has the status of Queen Li, if she saw her face today, wouldn't it be equivalent to self-destructing her identity as a painter if she really entered Prince Li's mansion in the future?
At this juncture, she must not allow herself to make the slightest mistake.

Jing Chun looked at the people coming and going to collect Yan Huai's body, and took a deep breath. The person responsible for the funeral informed Lu Chi, "Just say that the well painter from Jingzhao Mansion is looking for him..."

Fortunately, those attending the funeral were all outsiders and did not recognize that Jing Chun was the eldest daughter of the Jing family, so they informed her casually.

Jing Chun didn't speak, just stood outside the door blankly, his eyes were loose, and he only listened to the people inside the door: "This Yan Huai is not a person who can enjoy happiness, and he has only been reused for a few days and that's it?"

"I think he's ungrateful!" The servant also spat, and closed the back door with a "squeak" sound...

Jing Chun was able to support her legs by leaning against the wall, trying to resist the fear of seeing the dead body. She was not afraid of death, but felt that this Prince Li's mansion was terrible.

Yan Huai is guilty, but the crime does not lead to death.

Jing Chun had to re-examine the entire Prince Li Mansion. The magnificent appearance had a dead atmosphere. This was definitely not a place where Jing Chun could stay...

When Lu Chi pushed the door open, he saw that Jing Chun's eyes were wrong, looking in one direction, and it was Yan Huai who was being pulled away by the cart just now.

Lu Chi stood in front of Jing Chun and asked, "Painter Jing, are you looking for Your Highness?"

Jing Chun suddenly realized, but his body was still trembling uncontrollably. After realizing it, he said, "It's Mr. Song... Bai Qiuxian has come to Jingzhao Mansion. Mr. Song asked me to call you over..."

Lu Chi didn't say much, just said: "You wait, I will inform His Highness..."

"No, no need... I'll go now..."

After saying that, Jing Chun left, no matter how loud Lu Chi shouted behind him.

It wasn't until Jing Chun walked under the sun that Jing Chun's heartbeat stopped beating so fast, but now her mind was filled with images of Yan Huai's dead body...

Jing Chun was also a person who had seen strong winds and waves. He knew the methods of psychological relief under normal circumstances. He breathed and guided himself for a long time, and then he walked all the way to Jingzhao Mansion.

At this time, the carriage from Prince Li's Mansion just arrived at Jingzhao Mansion. Jing Chun looked at Jiang Hejin who was getting off the car, and thought for a long time. She didn't know whether the person in front of her was a good person or a bad person. Yan Huai's death and Jiang Hejin... Does it matter.

The two looked at each other, as if testing each other, each with their own indifference, each with their own disdain.

There was silence in the government office. Bai Qiuxian knelt on the ground, his face still white and his clothes not stained with a trace of dust.

The prison in the mansion has already found the dead Granny Bai from Bai Qiuxian's house, there is still half a pack of arsenic in the cabinet, and the work has been inspected, it is indeed poisoned by someone, and the shoes worn by the thief that day were also found at home .

Everyone clicked their tongues. Who would have thought that this white opera singer in front of him would actually kill his adoptive mother. Didn't it mean that Bai Qiuxian had always treated her adoptive mother well.

Bai Qiuxian looked calm, and said: "Cao Min went to the pharmacy to buy two ounces of arsenic today, and put half of it in when making soup for her adoptive mother."

The clerk also placed half a bag of arsenic and the remaining medicinal dregs in front of Song Yiwen. Song Yiwen looked at the medicinal dregs in front of him, which smelled of great herbs.

Wu Zuo said: "There are kudzu root, astragalus root, rhodiola rosea, Tianshan snow lotus, schisandra in this medicinal dregs..."

and many more?

Tianshan snow lotus?

Jing Chun obviously didn't expect that Bai Qiuxian would choose such a way to deal with the "stolen goods"?Isn't this rushing to die?
Song Yiwen was startled. He first glanced at Jiang Hejin, but then quickly withdrew his peripheral vision and said, "You gave the Tianshan Snow Lotus... to your adoptive mother?"

Bai Qiuxian nodded, feeling unimaginably calm, this Bai Qiuxian was like a cold-blooded puppet, without a trace of humanity, as if the dead had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Hejin was also calm on the surface, but his eyes were fixed on Bai Qiuxian who was kneeling on the ground, without even asking a word, the spreading killing intent was already waiting for the opportunity.

"It's your adoptive mother, the grace of nurturing is greater than the sky, can she treat you well?"

Bai Qiuxian shook his head, his eyes were a little dull, "No."

"Then why did you kill her?"

"If she were left alone, wouldn't it be more terrifying than killing her?"

Song Yiwen became angry immediately, and said, "What's the reason? What right do you have to take other people's lives?"

Bai Qiuxian couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth, and asked: "What power do you have to let my mother live? I am a guilty person. Even if you don't kill me, I will be in prison for who knows how many years. Where will my mother end up? And where will my mother be?" Who's going to take care of it? Who's going to take care of a stupid old woman?"

Bai Qiuxian's words seemed calm, but every word was heartbreaking.

Listening to the meaning, Jing Chun suddenly thought of the question Bai Qiuxian asked a few days ago, why Yu Ji chose to kill herself, and Bai Qiuxian's answer was that she didn't want to be dragged down.

"Then you shouldn't have stolen in the first place!"

Bai Qiuxian smiled self-deprecatingly, got up, and walked in front of Jiang Hejin.

Many arresters guarded Jiang Hejin and drew their swords, fearing that Bai Qiuxian would do something terrible.

"His Royal Highness Prince Li, do you still remember me?"

Jiang Hejin asked calmly, "Should I remember you?"

Whether it's Bai Qiuxian from the theater or the thief who stole, neither one is worth remembering by Jiang Hejin.

Bai Qiuxian suddenly felt a little lost, and felt that he was a little ridiculous, "I saw the mountain snow lotus that day, and I made the decision first. I also spent money. For the money, I..."

Bai Qiuxian continued: "But... just because you are a relative of the emperor? Just because you are so powerful? I don't accept it. I have paid so much for this Tianshan snow lotus. Why can you get it without any effort? Just said In one sentence, the mountain snow lotus will be yours that day, why?"

Bai Qiuxian's questioning was powerless, like hitting cotton with a fist.

Song Yiwen said angrily, "That's why you stole it, it's ridiculous!"

"Look, you are the official of yours. Why do you think it's ridiculous to lose what I should have? I opened my wounds to show you that I would get your pity, but you only said one sentence, which is ridiculous. I tried my best to respond. How can something become ridiculous? He is the one you should be laughing at!"

What Bai Qiuxian was referring to was Jiang Hejin who was sitting in the chair, listening to Bai Qiuxian's accusation calmly, without any emotion on his face.

"presumptuous!"

(End of this chapter)