Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 29 Hanging himself to death
"Dead?" Jiang and Jin paused, and the black chess pieces in their hands were also misplaced.

"Yes. The person who was hanged was said to have been tied to the wooden frame of the prison for a long night. The well painter discovered it early in the morning. He was already cold..."

Jiang Hejin took a white chess piece again, thinking about where to move, "What did Bai Qiuxian say?"

Lu Chi shook his head, "No one took care of Bai Qiuxian after he was sent back to the cell yesterday, but..."

"Just what?"

"Painter Jing saw Bai Qiuxian for the last time. The uniform that Bai Qiuxian was wearing was also bought by Painter Jing. Maybe Painter Jing knows something..."

The white chess in Jiang Hejin's hands suddenly loosened, and landed in a place where it shouldn't have landed, and whispered: "She still wades in this muddy water..."

"Your Highness, should we continue to investigate this case?"

Now Tianshan Snow Lotus has already been destroyed by Bai Qiuxian, Jiang Hejin also exchanged agarwood for the Empress Dowager, and Bai Qiuxian hanged himself to death, this case should indeed be closed.

There was no trace of regret in Jiang Hejin's eyes, and he cleaned up the chess pieces on the chessboard again, "Why don't you check? You must know who made a little-known actor popular..."

In Jingzhao Mansion, Jing Chun sat on the steps of the prison, looking at the body of Bai Qiuxian who was carried away, he felt that the prison had undergone many vicissitudes.

Suddenly, a figure beside him sat down.

"Why do you blame yourself? Master Song didn't say much?" Zhang Ruolian sat next to Jing Chun, talking about what Jing Chun did for Bai Qiuxian, "If a person wants to die, why not?" Way, you can still make him die decently like this, if the Jingzhao Mansion comes to judge, at least the head and body will be separated, flesh and blood, blood and flesh, blurred..."

These words did not comfort Jing Chun. Instead, Zhang Ruolian made himself sick and almost vomited.

Jing Chun didn't notice Zhang Ruolian's expression. He shook his head and said, "I don't blame myself... I just feel that this is not his fate..."

Jing Chunyou took a deep breath, and said lightly: "After all, murder pays for life. Although I sympathize with him, I can't save him..."

Jing Chun looked at Zhang Ruolian and found a slight smile on his face, "Why are you smiling?"

"I thought the well workers were as cold as ice, but I didn't expect to have sympathy."

Jing Chun didn't give in and said, "What? Mr. Zhang stopped hiding when he saw me."

Zhang Ruolian thought that Jing Chun had forgotten the scene of him being drunk that day, but he didn't expect that Jing Chun still remembered it. His face suddenly turned red and he said angrily: "Jinggong, it's one thing to treat others, but it's another to talk to them." thing!"

Hearing this, Jing Chun was not angry at all, bowed to apologize, and said with a smile: "It was my fault, I shouldn't make fun of Mr. Zhang."

Seeing that the well worker had apologized, Zhang Ruolian put down his posture and said: "From now on, we are all colleagues and we have to look after each other. If you are like this, I'm afraid no one will be with you..."

Jing Chun joked: "Isn't Mr. Zhang here?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ruolian actually protected her body, moved a few steps to the side, and declined: "I advise the well worker not to have such thoughts as soon as possible, the wives I will find in the future are all gentle and virtuous. It's not digging people out of the dead..."

Jing Chun burst out laughing when he heard this. He had never imagined that nowadays not only girls are required to protect themselves, but boys are also required to protect themselves when they go out.

"With Zhang Gong's words, I, Jing Chun, can rest assured in Jingzhao Mansion!"

While the two were talking, a small official came to report, "Painter Jing, His Royal Highness Prince Li is here, and you may need to go to the case of Prince Li's Mansion."

Jing Chun was shocked, but he still got up and followed the clerk, while Zhang Ruolian on the side began to think about the meaning of Jing Chun's words. When Zhang Ruolian reacted, he realized that Jing Chun had disappeared.

……

Outside the studio, Jiang and Jin had been waiting with Lu Chi for a while.

Seeing that Jing Chun had arrived, Lu Chi opened the door of the studio.

Jing Chun secretly took a deep breath and calmed down his mood. On the surface, he pretended to be calm and saluted, "Your Highness Prince Li, greetings."

But Jiang Hejin didn't take a look at them, acting as if there was no one else around, with one hand on his back, the other hand picked up his robe and went up the steps, he said in the air, "Are you scared?"

These words are definitely not caring, but full of indifference and sarcasm. This man is like a poisonous snake, no, he is more terrifying than a poisonous snake.

"What can a villain be scared of?"

Jiang Hejin smiled slightly, but his voice was cold, "That's right, if this is the case, you will be frightened, and come to Jingzhao Mansion on business?"

Jiang Hejin's words were undoubtedly a reminder of what Jing Chunri said to Song Yiwen before.

The conversation between the two is more like testing each other. Jing Chun can do the thing that kills the fish and breaks the net, but what Jiang and Jin can do is that the fish will die before the net is broken.

Jing Chun couldn't help but chuckle after hearing this, and said, "His Royal Highness Prince Li said this. Does this mean that this villain is not afraid of death?"

"It's not that I'm not afraid of death." Then Jiang Hejin said in a low voice, "It's that I'm not afraid of death."

How could Jiang Hejin be easily threatened by Jing Chun? After saying that, he took the first step and entered the hall of the studio.

Jiang Hejin sat down, stared at Jing Chun, and only asked, "What did Bai Qiuxian tell you?"

"No."

It can be heard that Jing Chun's answer did not bring any thought.

Naturally, Jiang Hejin could hear the smell of gunpowder when Jing Chun spoke, and his voice was slightly harsh, "This king is asking a question."

"The villain is telling the truth. Bai Qiuxian really didn't say anything to me. He didn't say anything except asking me to buy him a piece of clothing."

Jing Chun continued: "Now that Bai Qiuxian is dead and the case of Prince Li's residence is closed, what else does His Royal Highness want to investigate?"

Jiang Hejin continued to ask, "Did Bai Qiuxian mention anyone?"

"Except for his adoptive mother, there is nothing..." Jing Chunzheng frowned slightly as he said, "Yan Huai was also mentioned."

"Yan Huai? What did he say?"

Jing Chun originally meant to guard Bai Qiuxian's words, but he thought that Yan Huai was dead, so he couldn't carry the words, so he opened his mouth and said: "He asked me to say something to Yan Huai, saying that he would not blame him, Just these few words, I also told Bai Qiuxian that Yan Huai was dead, so he didn't say anything."

The room was silent for a long time, trying to press out the ice, until Jiang Hejin said, "That's all?"

Jing Chun replied, "That's all."

Just as Jing Chun was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, so he backed away, his voice was extremely calm, and said: "His Royal Highness has asked so many questions of the villain, and the villain also wants to ask His Royal Highness about some things. Why did Yan Huai in your house die?"

"Do you think this king killed him?"

"The villain didn't say anything?"

Jiang Hejin sneered: "If you don't have that intention, why do you ask this king?"

Hearing this, Jing Chun stopped pretending and asked: "So what? Is it His Highness Li Wang?"

Jiang Hejin sneered at the corner of his mouth, stood up and said, "It was he who killed him."

After saying that, Jiang Hejin walked away without any sign of guilty conscience. On the contrary, he was extremely angry, which even made Jing Chun wonder whether his serious desire to die had anything to do with Jiang Hejin.

After leaving Jiang and Jin, Lu Chi approached and said, "If the well painter doesn't believe it, you can ask the mourner and the servants of the palace to see if it was His Royal Highness King Li who killed him."

The two of them left separately, leaving Jing Chun alone in the studio. He wondered in his heart: Could it be that the deaths of Jiang Hejin and Yan Huai really didn't matter?
(End of this chapter)