A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

Cheng Weiwan spread out the crumpled clothes without thinking about it, and turned over the hard objects.

It is a sharp thin blade about five centimeters long.

The blade was covered with blood, and the other side was glued to the clothes.

When she just helped Ji Yi to deal with the wound, she was still wondering how she was injured by the knife. It turned out that the "murder weapon" was here...

Cheng Weiwan's brow furrowed. She stared at the blade and stared at it for two seconds, then turned her head to glance at Ji Yi's injured waist, and instantly understood everything.

She didn't mention Ji Yiti, she stepped directly to the door of the palace and pulled the door closed just because Ji Yi had to change clothes.

Standing in front of the palace gate, He Jichen heard the opening of the door and thought it was Ji Yi who came out and turned around subconsciously. He saw that it was Cheng Weiwan and frowned slightly, and just wanted to ask Cheng Chengwei "Why didn't she come out?" "As a result, the words hadn't reached his mouth yet, but Cheng Weiwan handed the blade with the clothes in his hands to He Jichen, and the words opened directly: "This was found in her clothes."

When He Jichen reached his mouth, he suddenly stopped.

He stared at the blade and frowned.

Cheng Jiwei can understand things at a glance, and He Jichen can naturally.

In a flash, he was in a trance, knowing that Ji Yi was framed.

Suddenly, there was an obvious coldness, and from Ji Jichen's eyes, it gradually diffused out.

It took about half a minute before he spoke, and his tone was obviously colder than before: "How is she?"

"Fortunately, the blade is small, not hurt, but the wound is a bit deep, and the needle is sewn. I still need to pay attention to these days." Cheng Weiwan thought, the man in front of him must care about the girl inside, he clearly He had already rolled over in anger, but he still remembered her situation first.

He Jichen didn't speak any more, reached out directly, took the blade from Cheng Weiwan's fingertips, turned and stepped on the steps, and walked straight to the gathered staff. "Who is responsible for the crew's clothes?"

A group of people didn't know what was going on. When He Jichen suddenly asked him, he was stunned.

However, only ten seconds passed. He Jichen saw no one answered, and opened his mouth again. The tone increased a lot more than just now: "Did you hear me? Fieldwork!"

As He Jichen's words settled, a man immediately shouted in his voice: "Clothing assistant, clothing assistant!"

After a while, there was a girl about twenty years old who was brought to the front of He Jichen by the field servant: "Ji Dao, it's her, she is in charge of the crew's clothes..."

He Jichen didn't wait for the field affairs to finish his speech, and suddenly he broke out, interrupting his words without any kindness, and directed at the girl he brought, the sound quality was clear and asked: "You are responsible for all the clothes of the crew? "

The girl stood side by side and whispered back: "Yes, Ji Gui."

"Anyone besides you have touched this dress?" He Jichen raised Ji Yi's clothes for a little while.

The girl stared at the clothes twice and shook her head: "No one but me."

"you sure?"

The girl lowered her eyes and paused for a moment before nodding her head gently.

Along with her move, He Jichen suddenly raised his hand and threw the clothes at the fingertips in front of the girl.

The blood-stained blade landed on the girl's feet unbiasedly, making a very clear "clang".