The moon falling to the ground

At this time, Xie Chujiao was almost frightened to death. She and her two personal maids had densely packed pustules on their faces, which was very scary.

When Xie Chujiao saw an extremely ugly face covered with pus in the bronze mirror, she felt disgusted and horrified. She screamed and fainted.

The maids Biyu and Ruyi also screamed as if they had seen a ghost.

Xie Chujiao's yard was in a mess.

Only Xie Chujiao's confidant, Madam Liang, remained calm and quickly sent someone to invite the palace doctor.

When the court doctor arrived, he quickly shook his head.

He can't cure it.

Nanny Liang quickly asked Butler Yan to report to Yan Xiuyuan.

County Magistrate He went to the government office to ask for an audience with Yan Xiuyuan.

Yan Xiuyuan finished reading the confession brought by Magistrate He, frowned, and blurted out the words in his mind subconsciously: "Impossible! My wife has only met Miss Jian once. Although there was some friction because Tianchen was immature, she would not use such means to frame Miss Jian."

How vicious must one be to design a young girl to marry a young prostitute? During the twelve years of sleeping together, Xie had always been considerate, gentle and caring. Even when servants made mistakes, she had never used violence to punish them.

County Magistrate He has a bitter face, so this case is very difficult to handle!

Fortunately, Yan Xiuyuan was a relatively fair official. He pondered for a moment and said, "Since my wife is involved, you can do whatever you want without worrying about me."

He Zhixian said: "We need the wife of the mansion master to go to the county government office for questioning. Your Excellency, please take a look..."

"Whenever you want to go, just come to your house..."

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

The knock on the door interrupted Yan Xiuyuan's words. Yan Xiuyuan raised his head unhappily: "Come in." It had better be something important, otherwise, the gatekeeper should be changed.

Yan Wu came in with an anxious look on his face and glanced at County Magistrate He.

County Magistrate He understood immediately and said hurriedly: "Sir, I'll wait for you outside." After that, he left the room.

"What's the matter?" Yan Xiuyuan asked.

Yan Wu: "Sir, Madam and Biyu Ruyi both got a strange disease, and their faces are covered with pustules."

pustule?

Yan Xiuyuan picked up the confession again and read it. It seemed that the confession mentioned that all the people who went to cause trouble had pustules on their faces.

His heart sank inexplicably.

Magistrate He thought he would have to wait for a long time, but Yan Xiuyuan came out very quickly and said, "I will go with you to the county government office to see the prisoners."

County Magistrate He didn't understand what was going on, but he didn't ask the reason and directly took Yan Xiuyuan to the county government office.

Yan Xiuyuan first asked about the cause of Wu Wenkai's death. When he learned that the coroner had not found out, he could not help but frown.

Are the murderers' methods so sophisticated nowadays that even the coroner can't figure it out?

Yan Xiuyuan began to doubt the ability of County Magistrate He.

When he saw the courtesan concubine and her helpers, Yan Xiuyuan was frightened by the disgusting pustules on their faces.

The abscess was like a ripe apricot, transparent and shiny. Blood and pus flowed out from the scratching, emitting a stench of rotting corpse that almost made Yan Xiuyuan vomit.

"Ugh... take him away... ugh!"

Magistrate He quickly ordered the bailiff to take the prisoner away.

The yamen runners also covered their noses and drove the prisoners away.

County Magistrate He asked his servant to serve Yan Xiuyuan a cup of tea.

Yan Xiuyuan picked it up, the disgusting smell still lingering on his nose, and he put the teacup down again: "Have you asked a doctor to see them?"

County Magistrate He: "Your Excellency, we have invited several doctors, but they are all helpless."

Yan Xiuyuan tapped the table subconsciously. "The prisoners all said in their confessions that it was Jian Zhaodi who said that if they did something wrong, their faces would rot. But half a cup of tea later, their faces really rotted. Is there a possibility that Jian Zhaodi poisoned them?"

He Zhixian said: "I had this suspicion at first. But after thinking about it, I feel that this speculation is not feasible. If Min and Jian Zhaodi had close contact, Jian Zhaodi had the opportunity to poison them. But those thugs hiding in the crowd are not easy to identify, and it is impossible for them to be poisoned in the crowd."

Min is the most popular concubine.

Yan Xiuyuan nodded: "I will go back first, you can summon me for questioning tomorrow!"

Magistrate He bowed his head and said, "Yes, sir."

Yan Xiuyuan hurried back home.

When he saw the pustules on Xie Chujiao's face that were exactly the same as those on the prisoners, he couldn't believe it.

He didn't believe that Xie had any connection with those prisoners, but the facts did not allow him to deceive himself.

He stared at the pustules on Xie Chujiao's face with a gloomy expression.

Xie Chujiao felt uneasy when being stared at. She said weakly, "My husband, I don't know what kind of poison has infected my face. The doctors in the palace can't cure it. Please go and ask Dr. Mao to come and ask him ...

Yan Xiuyuan suddenly asked: "You have had contact with those people from the Min family, right?"

Xie Chujiao looked bewildered: "Who is Min? I haven't been out for the past few days, and there is no one with the last name Min among the people I know."

You can tell whether she has gone out by checking, Xie Chujiao would not lie.

Yan Xiuyuan's tense heart inexplicably relaxed a little. Then he thought of Biyu and Ruyi, and said, "Where are Biyu and Ruyi? Let them in."

Xie Chujiao's eyes flashed with panic, but on the surface she was very calm: "What does my husband want them to do?"

"Don't they have pustules on their faces? Who have they been in contact with recently?"

Xie Chujiao paused and asked Nanny Liang to call the two over.

Biyu and Ruyi were both wearing veils. Yan Xiuyuan asked them to take off their veils and saw the same pustules as Xie Chujiao. He suddenly asked, "Tell me! When did you meet Min, and where did you meet her?"

Yan Xiuyuan was in a high position, and his official aura was terrifying. Even though Biyu Ruyi was usually trained by Xie Chujiao to not show her emotions, she was still frightened and fell to her knees. Ruyi subconsciously replied: "Master, calm down, we haven't seen Min."

Xie Chujiao held her forehead with her hand: Idiot!

Yan Xiuyuan's face looked even uglier, and he exuded a cold aura: "So you know Min, and it was you who instigated Min to frame him." He turned to look at Xie Chujiao, "Why? Just because of the incident at the apprenticeship banquet?"

Xie Chujiao looked aggrieved, sobbing softly and shaking her head desperately: "My husband, I really don't know who Min is. Who did she frame? Why did she let you ignore the love we have had for more than ten years and blame me?"

Yan Xiuyuan looked at Xie Chujiao solemnly: "You said you don't know Min, fine! I believe you. But the pustules on your face and the two maids are exactly the same as those on Min's face, how do you explain it? Besides, the poison broke out at about the same time."

Xie Chujiao was shocked and her expression was stunned. Yan Xiuyuan saw everything and felt indescribable. The image of his wife as a virtuous and kind person suddenly collapsed in his mind. He felt that Xie Chujiao was a little strange.

He sighed, looked at Xie Chujiao and said...