daily life

Chapter 355

Qian Youmei stood on the porch, saw Xi Lang enter the door, hurriedly walked down the stone steps to salute, her face was extremely pale, but she spoke in an orderly manner: "I can't absolve myself of the blame for this kind of thing, and I don't treat him normally. Heart, let the maidservant treat him slowly. If I had known about this section, I should have put away all the sharp weapons in the room, but it is true that I never dreamed of it." Talking about the reason again, "Tonight he sent the maidservant The son was sent early, and said to go to bed early. A woman was on duty outside at night, and she only found out when she smelled blood."

Xi Lang looked around the courtyard, and saw a group of servants standing in the corridor concentrating on breathing, it was clear that Mrs. Qian had spoken to calm them down.He nodded slightly, "You and An Geer go to Qingfeng Pavilion."

Qian Youmei said yes, and went to pick up An Geer, who was still sleeping, and went out.

After Zhao He heard the news, he rushed over quickly, and Xi Lang told him to ask his servants to take care of the details, and then he brought a few cronies to the backyard where Xi Xiu lived, and walked slowly into the room.

The night breeze in April was cool, and with the open doors and windows entering the room, it dilutes the bloody smell in the room.

Xi Lang walked west from the main room, and then walked to the bedroom on the east.

He walked slowly, looking at everything carefully.

The bedroom is simply furnished, with a canopy bed, desk, chair, and a small bookshelf.

Finally, he walked to Xixiu's bed.

The face of the person on the bed was painful, and it was slightly hideous in the slightly jumping light, with drooping eyelids, and the posture of the blood-stained hands hanging down was very weak.

It is suicide.

It is indeed painful for Shengsheng to take his own life and be unable to make a sound.

People who have killed too many people, been injured several times, seen too many dying struggles, and were once too close to death have no fear of this situation, only the most calm analysis.If Xi Lang is willing, he can observe the injury himself, so as to tell the reason why Xi Xiu committed suicide.

But for Xixiu, he has no leisure time.

He gestured to a few cronies, asking them to search the room carefully for any abnormalities, then went to the courtyard, sat idly on the stone table, and waited.

With a smile on his face, he walked quickly to the old man's study yard, and whispered a few words with the night guard.

The young servant rushed in to tell her that the old man was not asleep yet, so he let her in.

Smiling and stepping lightly into the door, he took a quick look and saw the old man sitting cross-legged on the three-dimensional arhat bed, with a book spread out on the small black table beside him, and he was playing with two jade walnuts with his right hand.

She bowed respectfully and said Xixiu's words concisely.You can't say too much about this kind of thing, and you will lose if you talk too much.

"Dead?" The old man said without emotion, "Wait, let me think about it." The jade walnut in his hand was spinning a little faster.

Said yes with a smile.

After a moment of silence, the old man asked first, "What did the fourth brother say? How did you arrange it?"

Tell the truth with a smile.There is no need to hide this.Taking a sneak peek, seeing the old man nodding his head, he seems quite satisfied.

After a moment of silence, he said again: "When the fourth child finishes his work, tell him to come and see me. I——will not harm him."

"Yes." He said with a smile that he was quitting, and on the way to report the letter, he thought of the old man's last sentence, and sighed in his heart.Originally a father and son connected by blood, but now, they have come to this point...

From the beginning to the end, Qian Youmei didn't disturb An Geer who went to bed early.On the way to Qingfeng Pavilion, I also asked the nanny to try not to wake up the child.

Arriving at Qingfeng Pavilion, Xiang Zhixuan waited in the hall, and asked the nanny to carry An Geer to Xici's room for a rest, "It's been packed. There will be no noise from tomorrow, let An Ge stay here for a few days for the time being. He asked Qian Youmei again, "Is this possible?"

"Of course it couldn't be better." Qian Youmei was so grateful that she wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

"Go inside and talk." Xiang Zhixuan took Qian Youmei's hand, sat down on the big kang in Dongci room, and poured hot tea with her own hands.

(End of this chapter)