After rebirth, the daughter of the marquisate went crazy

One body after another was slowly dug out. People from the Ministry of Justice arrived and replaced the Jinyiwei. After all, they were familiar with this job. The coroner who also arrived took tools and began to perform autopsies.

Lord Jiang looked at the five corpses that had been dug out, but the dry well had not yet been dug to the bottom.

The word "dignified" could no longer be used to describe that face; flames were blazing in his eyes.

He looked coldly at the Wuyang Marquis' family, "These are the servants the Marquis was talking about! What a marquis's mansion! Are the only ones who die are little girls of six or seven years old?"

After all, Lord Jiang had been immersed in various cases for many years, and he could tell at a glance the approximate age of these corpses. They were all young girls ranging from six to eight years old, and the bodies were wrapped in tattered gorgeous silk or brocade dresses.

The deeper the bones were dug, the more rotten the clothes on them became. It was obvious from the clothes that the bones were older the deeper they were dug.

The Marquis' wife was so frightened that she was speechless. She had no idea why there were so many corpses of young girls here!

Marquis Wuyang remained silent. Cui Xuan seemed calm, but the panic in his eyes could not be concealed.

It was unknown how long it took, but the deserted yard was filled with twelve corpses before the officers from the Ministry of Justice came out of the well.

"Your Excellency, we have dug to the bottom."

The sun was scorching and the warm wind was blowing. It was clearly midsummer, but the people in the yard could not feel any warmth and were filled with a cold chill all over their bodies.

Ye Qingya's little face was as pale as snow. If Ye Qingyu hadn't supported her, her legs would have been too weak to stand.

"Big sister, they, they, I, I didn't think so much..."

Has she gotten into trouble?

Ye Qingyu soothed her gently, "Don't be afraid. What you should be afraid of is the people who committed these sins."

Ye Qingya nodded vigorously, and her arms around Ye Qingyu tightened more and more.

"Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Beside Ye Qingyu, the maid's anxious cry suddenly broke the tranquility in the yard.

Only then did Ye Qingyu notice a beautiful young lady not far away. Her face was as pale as paper. She had just opened her watery eyes and seemed to have almost fainted.

The young lady whispered, "Banxia, ​​shut up, I'm fine."

"You, go quickly and tell my father to pick me up."

Banxia was stunned. "Ah? Miss, you are so distressed. What will you do if I leave you? I will help you back to the mansion slowly."

"No need, just listen to me and go quickly!" She looked at the corpses on the ground with her beautiful eyes, and glanced at the Wuyang Marquis' family vaguely.

"But, but you..." Banxia was still worried about her young lady. If she had known this would happen today, she would have brought an extra maid with her.

Ye Qingyu didn't recognize this woman, but when she looked at her body, she felt that she looked familiar.

She smiled friendly and said, "I have some pills here to wake up the brain and stop vomiting. If you trust me, you can put one in your mouth."

She added, "Wanqiu, go and take care of this young lady."

A grateful smile appeared on the woman's pale face. "Thank you, Princess Chun'an. Your humble servant Lu Zhiyao greets you."

Lu Zhiyao? Isn't this the name of Prime Minister Lu's daughter?

Ye Qingyu looked at Lu Zhiyao, sizing up and down the gentle and elegant woman in front of her.

She had heard of Lu Zhiyao's name. If we talk about the talented and beautiful women in Kyoto, Lu Zhiyao, the daughter of Prime Minister Lu, should be ranked first.

In her past and present lives, this was the first time she had met this talented and famous woman. In her previous life, she seemed to have married far away.

Ye Qingyu pulled Ye Qingya closer to Lu Zhiyao. Wanqiu followed her orders and came to Lu Zhiyao. She took out an exquisite white jade bottle from her purse, poured out a pill and handed it to Lu Zhiyao.

Lu Zhiyao took the pill without hesitation and put it into her mouth, looking at Ye Qingyu with intimacy in her eyes.

Seeing that the young lady was being watched, Banxia quickly walked out of the yard.

Xu went up and took Lu Zhiyao's arm, saying distressedly, "Hey, look at your pale face. Auntie has some plums here. Have one."

Lu Zhiyao shyly took the oil-paper bag from Xu and thanked her softly, "Thank you, Madam Gu."

The more Xu looked at Lu Zhiyao, the warmer her eyes became. She looked up at her son not far away, then looked at Lu Zhiyao again. Oh, the more she looked, the more they looked like a perfect match!

I just don't know if the daughter of Prime Minister Lu is engaged.

No one knew what Xu was thinking. At this moment, the coroner suddenly said, "Huh? What is this?"

The coroner took out something from a corpse. The thing was wrapped in clothes and was well preserved. In the sunlight, the bright golden light dazzled many people's eyes.

"It's a gold lock." The coroner muttered softly, "It's quite exquisite. It's obviously something from a wealthy family."

"Let me see it!" Lord Cao suddenly stepped forward and snatched it away.

Lord Jiang said unhappily, "Lao Cao, what are you doing? This is evidence, how can you touch it casually?"

Lord Cao's face suddenly turned pale, and his tiger eyes turned visibly red.

Lord Jiang saw that his expression was not right and asked, "Old Cao, do you recognize this thing?"

Lord Cao carefully fumbled with the golden lock and spoke in a hoarse voice, "This, this is Wanwan's thing, this is Wanwan!"

Lord Cao looked at the pale corpse, and such a strong man actually shed tears.

His Wanwan, he finally found his Wanwan.

Lord Jiang's expression turned stern. Of course he knew who Wanwan Lord Cao was talking about. This was the little daughter he had been looking for for five years!

Lord Cao suddenly raised his head and shot his gaze at Cui Xuan like a sharp arrow.

Cui Xuan felt as if a hole had been shot in his heart by Lord Cao's eyes. The hatred in his eyes was so overwhelming that it made him breathless.

Suddenly, the sight disappeared, and in that moment, it seemed like an illusion.

Lord Cao stared at Marquis Wuyang coldly, "Lord Cui, explain to me, my daughter, the one I lost five years ago, how did her body end up in the dry well in your Marquis Wuyang's mansion?"

"I, I, I..." He mumbled for a long time, his lips trembling, unable to make any clear words.

He secretly glanced at his son, suppressed the anger in his heart, and gritted his teeth and said, "Master Cao, I really don't know. This yard has been deserted for a long time. Maybe, maybe some thieves killed someone and found this yard in the Marquis's mansion that had been abandoned for many years and used it as a burial place. Besides, with so many things going on in the Marquis's mansion, who would care about a yard that has been abandoned and useless for many years?"

The Marquis's wife echoed, "Yes, yes, Lord Cao, we really don't know. We are deeply distressed about your daughter's situation, but this courtyard is located in a remote area. Even the servants don't usually come here. Today, I don't know how Miss Ye got in. I remember that the gate to this courtyard was locked."

Cui Xuan's eyes lit up, and he continued, "Someone must have murdered these people. Seeing no one was here, they quietly buried the bodies in the dry well. Lord Cao, it was my family's negligence that failed to notice anything unusual here. I didn't realize that the daughter you've been searching for all these years was also murdered."

Cui Xuan said this with a sad face, looking at Lord Cao with sincerity and self-blame in his eyes.