Peerless Evil Concubine

Chapter 92 Who is the murderer of the agreement (2)
Holding Nangong Tongyue's hand distressedly, she looked at the deep tooth marks on it, blood continuously overflowing.Hastily took out the brocade handkerchief, carefully wiped off the blood, applied the ointment, and felt the small hand trembling slightly in the palm.The golden eyes darkened, and he breathed lightly, trying to relieve the pain.

The pain from her arm made Nangong Tongyue grit her teeth, then her arm felt cold, and she looked sideways.I saw that the man breathed on his wound tenderly, taking care of it like a treasure.The eye sockets couldn't help being slightly moist, and said softly: "It's much better, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Silly girl, don't you know how to be careful, don't you know that I will feel distressed?" Putting some wrists, scratching the tip of her nose, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on!"

It's just that if you leave for a moment, you will hurt yourself, and you can't even guard against a girl.How can I let you be alone with such carelessness!Thinking of leaving for a few days soon, he couldn't help hugging the woman tightly.

"It's okay, I was accidentally bitten by her, I will pay attention next time." As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue mischievously and made a face, trying to distract Feng Juehen, so don't worry about it.

"Okay, I'll go in with you." Feng Juehen pinched her face, touching the slightly rough skin, with complicated eyes.

Nangong Tongyue looked at the maid who was unconscious on the ground, and at this moment, there was a contented smile on her immature face.She shook her head, probably in the heart of this innocent girl, their princess is a kind woman!And I am a vicious woman who kills weak women.well!It seems that this issue has to be studied deeply, it seems that the image of myself has not been successfully shaped!

The neon clothes have been washed and cleaned, and she has changed into her favorite attire during her lifetime.When the white silk was lifted, there was a bloodstain on the neck.Reaching to lift the veil, the severed nose is scabbed, 'bitch' is carved on the pale face, the tongue hangs out of the chin, obviously pulled out.He glanced at a string of golden wind chimes on the bedside of the neon clothes, and when the cool wind blew, there would be a crisp 'jingle' sound.With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he turned around and asked Feng Juehen: "Did you find anything outside!"

Feng Juehen shook his head, recalled the scene of the crime, and said solemnly: "There is nothing suspicious. I asked Si Yeyi, and they didn't clean up the scene. But the scene was clean and tidy, so there is only one answer..."

"Murderer!" The two said in unison.Immediately, they looked at each other and smiled.

Nangong Tongyue tidied up the clothes and came to the scene of the crime.According to Si Yeyi's gestures, Nangong Tongyue drew on the ground with charcoal, restoring the scene.Then, recalling the wound on Nishang's body, it can be seen that the person moved very quickly, and Nishang did not struggle.And the wound is very thin and the skin is turned outwards, so what kind of sharp weapon hurt it?The imitation of the murderer's modus operandi and imitation from different angles kept flashing in his mind.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a break in the dancing Shaman, and looked carefully, the triangular break on the cloth strip was obviously scratched.If it was anything else, it would definitely be a neat and straight cut.

钩！
high speed!Hook!Wound……

Hearing the sound of chaotic footsteps, Shui Mo looked at the door, the person who came was the head of the guards outside the door, and the one behind... looked like a gangster!
Heh...what a coincidence!
"The villain sees the prince, and the prince and concubine are blessed!" The middle-aged man put down the wooden box and bowed to salute.

Looking at the grey-haired and goatee-bearded assistant in front of her, Nangong Tongyue nodded and said slowly, "Mr., can you use the iron hook?"

The hand that was stroking the beard stopped, and looked at the ordinary-looking woman in front of him in surprise, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, the eyes were not big at all, and the smile formed a slit. "Did the princess see any clues? It seems that the old man is late!"

He took the iron hook handed over, took the props ordered in advance, put them in Feng Juehen's hand, told him to stand where the neon clothes fell to the ground, and raised his severed hand.Nangong Tongyue flew forward, threw the iron hook downwards, cut through the severed hand and flew in a curved arc, and also broke the Shaman before returning to Nangong Tongyue's hands.

Everyone looked at this scene, staring at the open wound with wide eyes, which was actually the same as Nishang's neck!
"Hmph! This general wants to see how Princess Zhan explains it!" The general of the Southern Dynasty who appeared at an unknown time stood outside the door, his tall body giving a sense of oppression.

Nangong Tongyue met eyes as big as copper bells, spread her hands and said, "I believe the general also understands that this princess is looking for the truth and clearing up her grievances!"

"Even if you prove that Princess Nishang was not killed by you, what about the second son of the National Teacher's Mansion! He will die after leaving your Zhanwang Mansion, and he can get away with you!" The general's big eyes widened, which made people feel scared. , hardly dare to look at each other.

But Nangong Tongyue stared at it uncomfortably for a moment, and said word by word: "Could it be that this princess is confused, if I remember correctly. The Second Young Master Gui went back to the post station and shouted that Princess Nishang used him and wanted to kill him! "

The general of the Southern Dynasty felt in his heart that he is a sharp-tongued person, but even if he has thousands of sharp mouths, this general will make you confess. "Princess Nishang killed the second son? The princess has seen dead people kill? Princess Nishang died for half an hour, and the second son died in the alley outside Zhanwang's mansion!"

Seeing that he was so aggressive, Feng Juehen's usually deep eyes were now filled with cold wind, and he shot directly at the general of the Southern Dynasty, and said in a cold voice, "Will the general put the corpse at home if he kills someone?"

The general of the Southern Dynasty was pierced by Feng Juehen's cold eyes, as if soaking in an ice pool in a snow mountain, the cold was piercing to the bone.The tall body trembled, and the anger stimulated by these words rose, and he cursed: "Fart!"

Boom, boom, boom!

The surrounding silence was only the beating heartbeat, and the atmosphere was depressing.Everyone held their breath, their eyes flicked back and forth between the General of the Southern Dynasty and the King of War.Move back, for fear of being implicated.

"Beep..."

The sound of farting sounded in this tense atmosphere. Hearing the loud sound of turning farts, everyone blushed and watched the embarrassing operation.

Wu Zuo was uncomfortable being stared at by everyone's meaningful eyes, touched his nose, and said with a dry chuckle: "Air, air..."

"Puff..." Nangong Tongyue couldn't help laughing out loud, breaking the condensed atmosphere.Seeing that the danger was lifted, everyone couldn't hold back their laughter.No one noticed that a tiny silver needle pierced the chest of General Nanchao...

(End of this chapter)