Li Qingyi thought of the ice porridge that night that had just been spilled on the ground, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I have thought of the other party's method of poisoning, but I am not sure who this person is yet. Come on, let's go Take a look at Wei Xueying’s yard.”
Wei Xueying died suddenly at a young age and could not be buried in the house. She should have been buried immediately after the ritual.
But when it comes to a murder case, everyone is still discussing how to deal with Wei Xueying's body.
After all, it is hot in summer and cannot be stored for a long time.
When Li Qingyi walked into the courtyard, Aunt Jiang was standing beside the dark coffin in despair. Several maidservants were kneeling beside them and crying. Among them, the two older girls beside Wei Xueying, Xiaotao Xiaohuan, cried particularly hard.
"My condolences to Aunt Jiang."
When everyone heard the sound, they all raised their heads and looked towards the door. When they saw it was Li Qingyi, they immediately showed frightened expressions.
Aunt Jiang's eyes gradually gathered with hatred, and she said coldly: "You still dare to come here?"
Li Qingyi didn't care at all for this kind of indifferent verbal attack.
But she doesn't need to look good on people who don't respect her.
She looked at Aunt Jiang and said, "If you decide that I am the murderer, you must provide evidence. Otherwise, please put away your face. If you want to avenge your daughter, you must have some brains. Otherwise, you will only make the haters clap their hands." Cheer."
Aunt Jiang was shaking with anger.
Li Qingyi ignored her and walked directly inside.
The destination was not Wei Xueying's boudoir, but the servants' room on one side.
Everyone was stunned, Aunt Jiang frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"
When Li Qingyi heard Aunt Jiang's question, he didn't answer. He only looked back at Xiao Tao Xiaohuan.
"Xiaohuan, which room is yours?"
Xiaohuan's face was extremely expressionless, and she stretched out her hand to point her hand, then hurriedly stood up and ran over, opening the door first and leading Li Qingyi in. "Is Miss Li suspicious of this slave?"
Li Qingyi looked at her expression and said, "Does your expression mean that I want to find you as a scapegoat?"
Xiaohuan's expression changed greatly, and she quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, saying, "This is not what I mean, please forgive Miss Li."
Li Qingyi said: "Don't worry, since I'm here, I'm sure to find the evidence. Since I can find the evidence, there is no need to find a scapegoat. If the murderer is not you, you will be fine."
"Can you find evidence?" Aunt Jiang followed her into Xiaohuan's house suspiciously and asked.
Li Qingyi looked around and replied: "As soon as someone whispered something in sister Xueying's ear, the murderer arranged a scene to frame the blame. At the same time, he could accurately grasp the mentality of sister Xueying. This person must be It’s someone who knows her very well and knows her every move.”
Aunt Jiang thought for a while, looked sharply at the maids around her, but still sneered: "You don't have to be mysterious, I won't believe you until you find evidence!"
"Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to find the murderer using the remaining poisonous spiders!"
"The rest?!" Aunt Jiang was shocked: "You mean, there are still things like that in this yard?"
Li Qingyi looked back at her, followed Aunt Jiang's haggard face and looked out of the room intentionally or unintentionally, when he saw a flash of panic on Xiao Tao's face.
She smiled and said, "Let's go to Xiaotao's room again."
Upon seeing this, Xiao Tao quickly got up and followed her. Her room was not much different from Xiao Huan's.
As a first-class girl next to Wei Xueying, her treatment is naturally better than that of other servants.
Although there is nothing particularly valuable, there is no shortage of necessary things, and there are also a few exquisite small items here and there.
On the small table under the flower window, there is a half-dried pink peony flower, with a few petals and leaves scattered. Mixed with the wax oil dripping from the candlestick nearby, it has a somewhat messy beauty.
Xiaotao looked sad and said: "I have been afraid of the dark since I was a child. The girl feels sorry for me and always allows me to use more candles. This candlestick was also given by the fourth girl."
Everyone else seemed to know about this and didn't show anything strange.
Li Qingyi glanced at Xiao Tao, picked up the candlestick and looked at it carefully, and chuckled: "Xiao Tao, do you know where you showed your flaws?"
Everyone around was shocked when they heard this, and Aunt Jiang suddenly turned her head to look at Xiao Tao.
Xiaotao seemed to be frightened out of her wits, and quickly begged for mercy: "Auntie, Miss Li, how can you be a slave..."
Mrs. Wei and others hurried over after receiving the news, and saw this scene when they entered the door.
But Li Qingyi didn't explain much, and didn't listen to Xiao Tao's argument. He took out a dagger from his sleeve and held it in his hand.
Immediately, the two red candles on the candlestick broke into two pieces.
Others still didn't understand what was going on, but Xiao Tao was confused, and a thin layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on her forehead.
Li Qingyi looked at her condescendingly and said: "When Xueying fell to the ground last night, your first reaction was not to help her, but to turn around and run out. Why? There must be two reasons. First, You want to publicize this matter and make a big fuss. Secondly, are you afraid that I will kill you in a rage? In contrast, Xiaohuan's reaction is much more normal than yours."
Xiao Tao's face turned pale, as if she didn't realize that Li Qingyi's thoughts were so delicate.
She defended: "It is indeed wrong for the slave to leave the master, but the slave was just frightened and ran out in panic. This does not mean that the slave is the murderer... The slave has no idea what is inside the candle." Something must have happened, someone must have framed this slave..."
"Oh? Is there something inside the candle? Aunt Jiang, have you seen what's inside the candle?"
When Xiaotao heard her rhetorical question, she immediately froze in place with her mouth open.
Aunt Jiang looked at the broken candle in confusion, but saw nothing.
So she stepped forward, lowered her head and looked at the fracture carefully.
Then everyone noticed that Aunt Jiang's complexion suddenly turned an extremely frightening blue-white color.
It was as if he had seen something terrible.
She gasped and backed away suddenly.
The maid behind her staggered and almost fell down!
Mrs. Wei and others all looked at Aunt Jiang in confusion, but Aunt Jiang didn't bother to answer and stammered: "What, what is this!"
The densely packed transparent dots made her scalp explode.
Li Qingyi looked at Xiao Tao and said, "Xiao Tao, tell me, what is this?"
There was more and more cold sweat on Xiao Tao's forehead, flowing down her cheeks and mixing with the makeup on her face, making her look very embarrassed.
If she could have argued before that the candle was framed by Li Qingyi, but she took the initiative to say it, and there was no room for excuse anymore.
Her whole body tensed up, she gritted her teeth and glanced at Li Qingyi, then suddenly closed her eyes.
Just when she was about to bite the poisonous pill, someone suddenly grabbed her chin!
Changlan sneered and took out the poison pill hidden under her tongue, signaling to everyone: "She wants to commit suicide!"
If you didn't do anything wrong, why would you commit suicide?
The third lady looked at Xiao Tao in surprise and asked doubtfully: "Is it Xiao Tao?"
Xiao Tao knew that she was exposed, and the poison pill was taken away again, so she huddled aside and said nothing.
Mrs. Wei gave her a cold look, turned to look at Li Qingyi, and asked: "Qingyi, please tell me everything carefully from beginning to end."
Li Qingyi picked up a broken candle and signaled to everyone.
"There are countless red-backed wolf vermillions here. Don't doubt it, they are all alive."
The people around him looked closer and saw the dense red dots, and their hair stood up in shock.
Although Princess Yuanheng has never been frightened in front of everyone, she couldn't help stroking her arms and said in fear: "These are red-backed wolf spiders? Are they alive?"
