The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 88 The Scream in the Morning Wind ([-])
Listening to the sharp voice in the cool wind, Shen Qiaoyan and Xiao Tangzi on the ground raised their eyes towards the corridor in surprise.

Shen Qiaoyan frowned slightly, she walked towards the source of the voice without saying a word, followed by Xiao Tangzi.

Shen Qiaoyan walked quickly through the corridor to the place where the servants lived, and found a group of servants surrounded by a small piece of dense bamboo.

She frowned and hurried forward and squeezed in, only to see a man lying on the ground beside the door of a room with a puddle of blood bleeding beside him.

The man's face was covered with blood and she couldn't recognize who he was. When she gradually got closer, she realized that the man's body had been stabbed several times, and his flesh was bloody.

How cruel!
Shen Qiaoyan sighed secretly.

One stabbing is not enough to kill a person, so many stabbings!

The murderer was either a fool or a madman.

Shen Qiaoyan guessed.

She moved her eyes to scan the crowd, and suddenly she noticed a little maid standing in front of the door, covering her mouth and turning blue with fright.

It is estimated that the scream just now was made by her.

Shen Qiaoyan thought calmly and slowly walked through the crowd into the room.

She glanced at the bloody corpse on the ground.

It turned out to be Xiao Yuanzi!

Not long ago, she suspected that he was the woman's eyeliner, and now he has been brutally killed.

Shen Qiaoyan frowned.

This is too fast.

Immediately from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a pair of familiar silver silk shoes with white teeth and python pattern beside Xiao Yuanzi.

This, this is not...

Her eyes watched the shoes gradually move up.

On the exquisite moon white robe is the face that Shen Qiaoyan is no longer familiar with.

She was shocked!
It turned out to be Jun Zechen who was trembling with fright while holding the handle of the knife in both hands!
How can it be!

Isn't someone sleeping late in the room?

Shen Qiaoyan blinked and stared at Jun Zechen's blank and pale face.

Jun Zechen trembled, his big fearful eyes sparkled, and he seemed to have noticed Shen Qiaoyan.

He cast his eyes on Shen Qiaoyan like a child who didn't know what to do, and said in a trembling voice: "Mother, my lady..."

That weak voice seemed as if the only person he could trust at the moment was Shen Qiaoyan.

Shen Qiaoyan frowned, and his eyes quickly glanced at someone's clean clothes, as well as someone's blood-stained hands and the blood-stained knife in someone's hand.

he killed?

With a calm and calm expression, she raised her head and glanced at the neatly placed utensils in the room, and then at the servants who were chattering at the door.

Jun Zechen killed someone?

Shen Qiaoyan pondered in disbelief.

And the chattering servants behind her already had their own explanations.

"My lord killed someone, it must be my lord who killed me!"

"When I came over, the prince was standing there with a knife. Didn't the prince kill him?"

"How can our prince kill people! Our prince is a good prince!"

"Now the situation is different, don't you look at who the prince is with?"

"It is said that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black!"

……

Suddenly, someone shouted outside the door: "My lord, it's not good! People from Dali Temple are here!"

Hearing this, Shen Qiaoyan frowned deeply.

Dali Temple?
So fast!
No, logically speaking, Jun Zechen is also a prince, there is no reason why someone will be arrested immediately after killing someone!
There must be something odd about this!

But before Shen Qiaoyan had time to think about it, the crowd at the door was driven aside by a large group of Yamen in black.

The leading Yabuchao Jun Zechen bowed his head politely and said, "My lord, please come with us."

As they spoke, they grabbed the knife in Jun Zechen's hand and threw it on the ground, and tightly bound the heavy iron chains to his hands and feet.

Seeing that someone was about to be taken away, Shen Qiaoyan was a little anxious. Could it be that someone was taken away without even resisting?

Why do these government arresters come up to arrest people without looking at the corpse?How did they decide that someone killed someone?

Shen Qiaoyan frowned and looked at someone's frightened face, his trembling body seemed to tell her that he didn't know anything.

"and many more!"

(End of this chapter)