Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

"Guilty of suicide?" Mu yun'an chewed these four words repeatedly in her mouth, and then asked, "how did she commit suicide with Jing Zhaoyin's eyes?"

What are the tools and motives?

Jing Zhaoyin pointed to the straw piled up there. "She twisted the straw into a rope and strangled herself."

"..." Mu Yunan.

The answer is 666. Today, she found a person who can talk more nonsense than her.

This story making skill is really first-class.

"Why don't you say she strangled herself?" Mu yun'an rolled his eyes.

"It's possible." Jing Zhaoyin nodded, as if he could not hear it. Mu Yunan was satirizing him.

Did this man hit the snake with a stick?

Mu yun'an felt the wound on his back hurt.

"Mr. Jing Zhaoyin, have you been in this business for many years? It's not the back door, is it? " Mu yun'an began to sneer at his ability.

It was obviously strangled from behind.

Look at this struggle on the ground.

And obvious scratches on the neck

"Mr. mu, please respect yourself." Jing Zhaoyin is a little angry. No matter who is suspected of his ability, he will be very unhappy.

"I should have said that." Mu yun'an pointed to Xu yu'niang, who was lying lifeless inside. "In her face, say again, is she afraid of committing suicide?"

Jing Zhaoyin was startled by muyun'an's cold tone.

This child is not old. He is really full of air. Even he is a bit old-fashioned.

Looking at Xu Yu Niang's body, Jing Zhao Yin opens his mouth, but suddenly he can't say the four words.

He knew for a long time that it was bullshit to commit suicide.

"Mr. mu, why are you so serious?" Jing Zhaoyin relaxed his tone. "Xu Yuniang committed suicide in fear of guilt. You are not at a loss for the restaurant."

Yes, it seems to be the best of both worlds. Muyun'an didn't lose anything.

What are you doing so seriously?

It's been said. Can they wring their arms over their thighs?

"Jing Zhaoyin, Xu Yuniang, she can't be punished to death." Muyun'an sighed. It seemed that jingzhaoyin had been informed by the above.

"Mu childe, I tell you the truth, up..." Jing Zhaoyin is about to let go.

"Mr. Jing Zhaoyin, are you busy?" There was a sudden sound outside.

Muyun'an turns his head, the third prince?

That's a coincidence.

If you don't come early or late, it's just at this time. It's not intentional. No one believes it.

"Third prince, what brings you here?" Jing Zhaoyin's face froze.

Fortunately, he didn't say it.

The third prince glanced at Jing Zhaoyin as usual, "there is a thief in my house today. I want to ask Jing Zhaoyin for help."

"I don't know what the third prince has lost, so anxious?" Mu Yun An asks sarcastically, afraid is not to lose conscience?

There is a thief in the house. Is it necessary to run to the dungeon to find Jing Zhaoyin?

I'm afraid it's 300 Liang without silver here.

"The lost things are very important. I'm afraid I can't afford to sell you." The third prince sneered coldly, his nostrils turned to the sky, and looked down upon mu yun'an.

"Then I'll take a look at it as you like." Jing Zhaoyin turns around and orders the jailer behind to take away Xu Yuniang's body.

"Wait a minute." Muyun'an stops him.

If she left at this time, she would not be able to escape the reputation of suicide.