A group of people left quietly.
After leaving the courtyard gate, Zhao Yuan looked back.
The lamp was lit in the dark room just now, and Mrs. Qiao's angry shouts were mixed with the little girl's sobs.
The candlelight reflected shadows on the doors and windows. Zhao Yuan looked at it and felt an indescribable suffocation that seemed to be stuck in his chest.
He was very sure that the person who killed Yongtinghou was the delicate and sick niece Qiao.
But unfortunately, he had no evidence.
Furthermore, what if there is evidence?
Just a damn person.
Zhao Yuan had a cold face and swallowed the breath alive.
Back in the front yard, Inspector Li came to report: "Sir, all the other Buddhist monasteries have been checked, and now only the Zhou family and the Lu family are left..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yuan interrupted him coldly: "Why don't these families investigate?"
Inspector Li whispered: "They said they are all residences of women's families and it is not convenient for brothers to enter."
Of course, this is only on the surface.
The Zhou family is the home of the crown prince's mother. The prince loves the house and crows, and has a special preference for the Zhou family. Even if the murderer is hiding inside, who would dare to go in and offend?
As for the Lu family... isn't that my lord's prospective in-law family?
They mean it, it can be regarded as a good deal for their boss.
But Zhao Yuan not only didn't appreciate it, he stared at him and said, "Did I say that I won't leave any part alone?"
Inspector Li choked and heard Zhao Yuan say again: "You don't have to come on duty tomorrow."
For a moment, Li Xunquan's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to plead for mercy. He could only watch Zhao Yuan go to the Lu family's meditation room.
…
There was a lot of chaos in the temple, and the mother-in-law didn't invite the doctor.
Mrs. Qiao had already expected this situation, so she took Qiao Yuanfei's pulse and wrote a prescription.
There are not many medicinal materials in the temple, so I can only get a few.
After all the maids and mothers were sent away, Ms. Qiao stared at Qiao Yuan and said, "A Yuan!"
Her voice was cold, a sign of anger.
Tan Zhi took away his sister with a wink, and secretly prayed for Qiao Yuanfei in his heart.
Qiao Yuanfei, who pretended to be unconscious, silently opened his eyes.
Qiao gritted her teeth and said, "You and Zhao Yuan met in the bamboo forest, why didn't you tell me?"
Qiao Yuanfei tangled his fingers together and was speechless.
What she wanted to say at first, but as soon as she thought of sitting in that man's arms with her clothes wide open, and even actively asking for sex... she felt hard to say.
How could she have the face to tell her aunt about such a thing?
Zhao Yuan was an unfathomable person. He must have been sure that she had killed Marquis Yongting, so he deliberately told the story about the bamboo forest to force her into chaos.
But she didn't.
Even if she was killed head-on, she would not admit it.
"A Yuan, speak!"
Qiao Yuan flew to the bed and shrank down, and said softly: "I had nowhere to go after escaping from the Zen room, so I had no choice but to enter the bamboo forest. I didn't know there was anyone in the bamboo forest, let alone that he was the Crown Prince of Changqing. "
Seeing that Mr. Qiao didn't speak, Qiao Yuanfei opened her eyes wide and explained: "Aunt, he and his cousin wore the same color clothes. I was in a state of confusion at the time and thought he was my cousin, so..."
Qiao was stunned, and then thought about it carefully, and found that the colors of Zhao Yuan's and Tan Zhi's clothes were really very similar.
It's good if the drugged person can walk with support, but how can he completely tell whether the other person is a human or a ghost?
So it’s not really A Yuan’s fault.
But Qiao was still very angry.
Angry with myself, angry with Qiao Yuanfei, angry with Tan Zhi.
Even more angry with Zhao Yuan.
Duan Duan always likes to wear that ugly sky-blue color.
Well now, things are a mess.
Qiao suppressed her anger and said in a cold voice: "It's okay if you don't say anything about this. Why did you hit the pillar without saying a word? You are not married yet. What should you do if such a big wound leaves a scar?"
Qiao Yuanfei sighed: "I think Zhao Yuan is too deep in the city. If we don't force him to die, today's matter may be difficult."
Mrs. Qiao also knew it was difficult.
But she didn't believe that Zhao Yuan could really capture Qiao Yuanfei.
It's just that this result now can indeed be regarded as a blessing among misfortunes.
I just don’t know, if the “murderer” cannot be caught by tomorrow, will Zhao Yuan focus on this place again?
