First Lady of the Crown Prince

   Chapter 533 Two more

The outside of   Xianleju was crowded with onlookers.

  The New Year's Eve can attract so many people, it can be seen that something big happened inside.

  There are several horse-drawn carriages parked near the government. Looking at the car emblem, there are those from Jing Zhaoyin and the Ministry of Justice.

   was able to alarm the two major government agencies, and Gu Jiao’s rating of the incident was another order of magnitude higher.

   "Hey! This old man, what happened to Xianleju?"

  A young man who came to join in the fun at about the same time as Gu Jiao asked the middle-aged man on the side politely.

  The middle-aged man craned his neck and looked into Xianleju. He didn’t look at anything. He sighed in disappointment. He turned his head and said to the young man: "I heard that he is dead!"

   "Dead, dead?" The young man was taken aback!

   New Year's Eve, this word is too bad, the young man made that complete sound after a long while.

   "Who...dead?" the boy asked.

  I said it for the first time, but it doesn’t seem to be so difficult for the second time.

  Gu Jiao didn’t pay much attention to their conversation until she heard the middle-aged man say: "Xianleju Oiran!"

  If she remembers correctly, the oiran of Xianleju seems to be Mo Qianxue.

  Gu Jiao and Mo Qianxue have not seen each other a few times. The first time, Mo Qianxue told her where the assassin of the emperor was. The second time, Mo Qianxue told her that the owner of Xianleju was a woman.

After she went to Xianleju again, she was told that Mo Qianxue had been ordered to leave.

  After that, she is no longer in the capital.

  Did something really happen to Mo Qianxue?

  I have been away for only three months, and there is a feeling of right and wrong in Beijing.

  Gu Jiao walked around to the side entrance of Xianleju and jumped in easily.

  Xianleju’s courtyard wall is higher than the ordinary courtyard wall. If three months ago, she would have to struggle a little bit, but now it is almost effortless.

  It seems that during the three months at the border, there were not so many battles in vain, especially the one with Sirius, which inspired her a lot of potential.

  She is sure that she has recovered more than 30% of her strength.

  Gu Jiao walked through a corridor with red lanterns, and followed the sound to the back door of the lobby.

  The lobby was crowded with people from Xianleju and officials who came to handle the case. Gu Jiao looked at the sycamore tree beside her, climbed up calmly, and sat down with an excellent view.

  She saw a corpse covered with white cloth on the ground, and a few crying maids were kneeling beside the corpse. Among them, the saddest maid, Gu Jiao, had been seen next to Mo Qianxue.

   Gu Jiao can’t remember her name, but she is definitely Mo Qianxue’s confidant.

  "Miss...Miss..."

  She lay on the corpse and wept loudly.

Jing Zhaoyin frowned and said, "Okay, don't cry for now, but hurry up and cooperate with us in investigating the case, and find out the murderer of your lady as soon as possible, so that your lady can be in Jiuquan. Rest in peace."

  The maid heard the words, raised her body lying on the corpse, waved her hand to the girls in Xianleju: "It's her! She killed my lady!"

  From Gu Jiao's perspective, she couldn't see who the woman was pointed at by the maid, but Gu Jiao could hear it when she spoke.

   "You can eat indiscriminately! Don't talk indiscriminately! How did you know that you saw me killing sister Qianxue!"

   is Hua Xiyao.

  A girl who has some status in Xianleju, but never compares to Mo Qianxue.

  Gu Jiao remembers that once Hua Xiyao took her to her house and gave her a love potion that actually had no effect on her. As a result, Mo Qianxue arrived and slapped Hua Xiyao in public.

  The maid complained in tears: "It's you! I heard it with my own ears!"

  Hua Xiyao didn't lift her eyelids: "What did you hear?"

  The maid glared at her furiously: "I heard you say that you are going to kill my lady! Not only did I hear it! Hongyu and the others also heard it! If you don't believe me, let the officer ask them!"

  Jing Zhaoyin and Li Shilang from the Criminal Ministry looked at the other girls pointed by the maid. The girls held their veils together, looking like they could not refute.

   seems to have heard it.

  The two adults exchanged glances involuntarily. "

  Hua Xiyao hummed: I'm just talking, isn't this all right? "

  The maid turned her head to look at Jing Zhaoyin and Li Shilang of the Criminal Ministry: "My lord! It's really her!"

   Jing Zhaoyin asked: "Have you ever seen her kill your lady?"

   "This...nothing." The maid lowered her head.

   Hua Xiyao smiled freely.

   Jing Zhaoyin frowned. The official shouldn't handle the case with emotion, but the attitude of this Hua Xiyao is really arrogant.

  He looked at Hua Xiyao: "When did you say that kind of thing, and why did you say that kind of thing?"

  Hua Xiyao looked at the veil in her hand, and Yun Danfeng said lightly: “About two days ago, Mo Qianxue had always been bullying others, and relied on being the top card of Xianleju to dominate in front of the sisters.”

  The maid said loudly: "You are talking nonsense! My lady is not there!"

  Hua Xiyao sneered and looked at her: "My lord is asking me, not you."

  The maid was so angry that she blushed and her neck was thick.

Hua Xiyao continued: "Mo Qianxue fell in love with my rouge and asked me to give it to her. If I didn't give it, she would grab it. I warned her that the owner is no longer there. Should someone support her? Just hurt me, don't believe the two adults, look at it."

   Hua Xiyao said, raising her left sleeve, revealing her white wrists and arms, with a few bruises on it.

  Officials and messengers don’t look at any disrespect, and inspections should be done by specialized staff and doctors.

  But the work hasn’t arrived yet.

  Li Shilang of the Criminal Department and Jing Zhaoyin took a calm look and quickly retracted their gazes.

   Jing Zhaoyin cleared his throat and waved his hand: "Okay, alright."

Hua Xiyao slowly put down her sleeves: "She beat me like this, and I said two ruthless words, saying that one day she will kill her. But sir, before I can do it, she will die. Up."

  The maid couldn’t listen anymore: “You’re still arguing! You’ve never dealt with my lady! You killed my lady without telling me, and you still want to discredit my lady’s reputation! My lady doesn’t look down on your rouge!"

Hua Xiyao said confidently: "If you don't believe me, go and find it, is there a box of Yulanzhai's rouge in your lady's makeup box? I personally bought it from Yulanzhai, and the owner of Yulanzhai knows which color I bought. You take the rouge and ask if it is the box I bought! Don't say that your lady bought it herself. You know better than me if she bought the rouge from Yulanzhai, and the boss of Yulanzhai knows too! "

  The maid was unable to refute all of a sudden, she yelled: "But, except for you, who would hate my lady so much that she wants to destroy her body?"

  Hua Xiyao shook the veil in her hand and said sarcastically, "Then how do I know who your lady offended outside?"

  The maid was so angry that she almost rushed to tear her up!

   Jing Zhaoyin looked at Hua Xiyao again: "You just said that the owner of Xianyueju is gone, why is it?"

  Hua Xiyao's expression paused: "...that is, our homeowner is dead."

  ……

  Gu Jiao came out of Xianleju, the sky was already dark, and there was a little sporadic snow in the sky.

The excitement of   Xianleju is not all over the streets of Beijing.

  Gu Jiao walked in the alley that seemed to have echoes, thinking about Mo Qianxue's affairs.

  She always feels something is wrong.

"Well……"

  A depressed cry came from the dark corner.

  Gu Jiao's steps, as a killer's intuition, the other party did not pose any threat to her.

  She is not a nosy temper.

  She intends to leave if there is no threat.

  However, within two steps, she came back with frowned eyebrows.

  She walked into the dark corner and saw a thin figure curled up in the snow, underneath it was a pool of blood that had long been solidified.

  Gu Jiao squatted down on one knee, pulled away the hair that was blocking her cheek, and took a look: "Mo Qianxue?"

  Medical Hall.

  The last patient also left, and the second house was about to close. At this moment, a small figure in Tsing Yi holding a woman covered in blood strode in.

  The second owner was almost hit, he hurriedly dodged and looked at the incoming person, and then he made a surprised voice: "Xiao Gu? Huh? Who is she?"

   "Prepare hot water!"

   Gu Jiao left only this sentence, and took the dying Mo Qianxue back to her small courtyard.

   "Wait..." The second Dongjia looked at her leaving, confused, "What kind of patient, are you taking it to your yard?"

  When the second house sent people to boil hot water, Gu Jiao had already put Mo Qianxue on the operating bed in the wing.

  "Do you want to help?" asked the second owner.

  Gu Jiao opened the small medicine box, took out the gloves and put on: "Is Dr. Song?"

  She needs an assistant.

  Er Dongjia said: "No, he is going back, do you want to call him over?"

  Gu Jiao looked at the rapidly dropping blood pressure on the sphygmomanometer: “It’s too late.”

  Serious blood loss, accompanied by tension pneumothorax, may die quickly at any time, and must be operated immediately.

   "I am I, I am!"

  Doctor Tong rushed over, he stood still outside the door, "I, can I come in and help?"

  Gu Jiao nodded, took out the thick needle, touched Mo Qianxue’s chest with her fingertips, pinpointed the midline of the second intercostal clavicle, and pierced it down!

  　 Daily question: Is there a monthly pass? Can you vote for Jiaojiao?

  (End of this chapter)