The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 12 Who is the real murderer
Bo Qing couldn't help but look up at the woman who was speaking. She had a lotus-colored phoenix-tailed dress, a lavender tulle, a round face and big eyes, and she was very pretty. She nodded lightly, agreeing with her statement.

Nanny Li glanced at Bao Qingqing anxiously, but seeing the calm expression on the person's face, she said in a very helpless tone: "Ma'am, this is Lianyi, also called Lianji, a singer sent by the servant of the Ministry of Punishment. "

"Lian Ji, I remember." Bo Qingqing couldn't help but take another look at Lian Yi, a woman who knew the situation well.

Because at home, Nanny Li put on a floral green gauze dewy lily skirt for Bo Qingqing. The wide sleeves were tied with silver and green ribbons at the arms, and the rest spread out like butterfly wings.The long hair is braided into countless thin braids, and the ends of the hair are tied with bows of various colors, hanging freely behind the back, cute and dignified.

Watching this scene after scene, the woman couldn't help but stand on end. Someone just died in the room, and the girl was still smiling, changing clothes and adorning herself without trouble. It was really creepy.

There were hurried footsteps outside the door, and finally came. Bo Qingqing said calmly: "If someone asks you what you saw just now, just say what you just said, don't be shy."

This... isn't it for them to testify against her?

The women couldn't help being surprised, looked at Bo Qingqing's serious expression, the expression on his face became a little complicated, but they still nodded quietly.

Outside the door, a shadow casts...

Raising her head, Bo Qingqing met a pair of eyes that were roaring with anger, the eyes wanted to tear her apart...

Behind him is a middle-aged man who is nearly fifty years old. Judging from his clothes, he should be Lord Hou. Next to Lord Hou is a man in his 40s, who kept wiping his tears with a silk handkerchief, crying so much that his eyes were whirling. There are many women behind, but there is no Zuo Xiang's mansion.

Nanny Li stood beside her, trying to keep her voice as steady as possible: "Ma'am, the young master Song Sihan is at the front, the marquis Song Yun is behind, and Mrs. Hou is next to her. Do you want to see them in the main hall of the mansion?"

Bo Qingqing still shook her head, and said calmly: "Everyone came a little early, Mr. Jing Zhaoyin and Wu Zuo have not arrived yet, please wait a moment." There was no intention of comforting or apologizing.

Nanny Li's eyelids twitched, and after repeating the words, her back was soaked in sweat...

"What are you talking about? You think we came early." She actually said that they came early and told them to wait, Song Sihan shuddered.

Xibohou's anger was already written all over his face, Madam Hou pointed at Bo Qingqing: "You..." She just cried harder and couldn't say a word.

"Where's my daughter?" Xi Bohou asked sternly, if it wasn't for Mr. Zuo Xiang's sake, he would have chopped off this arrogant little girl long ago.

"Yes, where's my sister?" Song Sihan clenched his fists, and it could be seen that he had been suppressing his anger.

Bo Qingqing raised her hand expressionlessly and pointed, Song Sihan looked at it with a sullen face, her brows knit together involuntarily.The person lying on the ground had a red face, mixed with a mass of black things, except for the clothing that looked like what his sister used in the past, he couldn't see his original face at all, and his heart sank.

"Sisi... my daughter, you died so badly..." Madam Hou couldn't help but burst into tears when she saw the invisible person on the ground, she rushed up from behind uncontrollably, struggling to rush into the room.

Song Sihan stretched out his hands to support her, turned his face, and his eyes were red: "Mother, I will help you in, my sister will not die in vain."

Bo Qingqing looked coldly at Mrs. Hou who was crying so loudly, and said indifferently: "You are not allowed to come in yet."

Nanny Li closed her eyes involuntarily, gritted her teeth and repeated, what kind of environment did Madam grow up in, it was so heartless.

Xibohou rushed forward and said excitedly: "We can't come in. Why, that's my daughter. You killed her, and you still let us see her?" It was indeed her own daughter, absolutely no mistake.

Although impulsive, Xi Bohou still had to be wary of Mu Zhaoming's influence, the Zuo Xiang's mansion was not something that could be entered casually.But Song Sihan didn't care about that, he was a newborn calf and he wasn't afraid of tigers, and he wasn't afraid of offending any lord left, so he walked inside while supporting Mrs. Hou.

Bo Qingqing's face turned cold, and he waved his hand and said, "Stop." Two men in black suddenly appeared in front of the door, forcing Song Sihan back with their swords.

"Ma'am, it's unreasonable for you to do this." Brigitte whispered.

"Until Jing Zhaoyin arrives, no one is allowed to enter or leave this room." Bo Qingqing said coldly, this time it was not a reminder, but an order to the hidden guards.

Nanny Li repeated her words and secretly looked at the girl in front of her. Everything now points to her being a murderer, and there is no room for turning around. Because he couldn't see what the child was going to do, he was really sweating for her.

The secret guards were guarding the door, and Xibo's waiting staff could not come in, while Bo Qingqing sat motionless on the edge of the bed with her eyes downcast, time passed by, and Nanny Li was sweating anxiously.Song Sihan's face was ashen, and he wanted to rush into the room several times, but was stopped by two hidden guards. Mrs. Hou even cried and fainted several times. The people outside the door sang loudly: "Master Jingzhao Yinlin is here." The women in the room immediately became excited.

Jingzhaoyin Lin Huilin in the capital is known to everyone. He was born in a commoner. Although he has no backing, he is a hard-tempered person. After being demoted and employed, he narrowly escaped death several times, but his temperament remained the same.

This time, the dumb lady is dead.So as soon as Lin Hui appeared, before the other party could open his mouth, all the women in the room shouted in unison, telling what happened vividly, without missing a single bit.Lin Hui couldn't get in the conversation either, so he could only listen quietly, and occasionally asked a few words that were not important, but he didn't explain the reason, but showed a thoughtful expression.

When it came to the part where Song Sisi broke into the room and threatened to kill Bo Qingqing, Lin Hui frowned, and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Xibohou's mansion...is really well-bred." It was really arrogant, no wonder Mrs. Zuo wanted to smash her, If he hadn't killed her, he would have beaten her severely.

Xi Bohou didn't expect that there was such an allusion in it, he couldn't help but blush when he thought of his daughter's behavior, and he said bravely: "Although the little girl was at fault first, the crime is not fatal. Mrs. Zuo Xiang shouldn't abuse the lynching and kill the little girl. Let go of your anger."

Indiscriminate lynching, Bo Qing couldn't help sneering, Xi Bohou was really good at talking, but he didn't intend to explain for himself, because Lin Hui was not an ordinary person, he just said with a straight face: "Master Hou, the abuse of lynching is over. , Judging from the statement of the eyewitnesses, Madam just smashed the bowl out of anger, accidentally injured Ling Qianjin, and did not cause lynching." The voice was calm and powerful, and the attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, without the slightest intention of favoritism.

(End of this chapter)