The real daughter died tragically and was reborn, and the whole family cried and begged for forgiven

Li Qingluo's face turned pale when he heard this.

Six pieces of limbs!

Didn’t Aunt Deng say last night that the head and body would be separated?!

She thought only the head was cut off, so how come there were six pieces of limbs?

Although Li Qingluo looked unhappy, he was not frightened and even wanted to go forward and see for himself.

Prince Su held out the hilt of his sword to stop her: "Have you thought it through?"

Aunt Deng also advised her from behind: "Young lady, if most people have never seen such a scene, they will not be able to bear it."

"If you don't go and see it... and then you can't help but show something, it will be difficult for His Highness to deal with it."

Everyone knows that although Prince Su, the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple, is ruthless in his judgments, he has never made a mistake.

Moreover, he was ruthless and impartial, and he would not give face to anyone in the entire Daliang. No one could escape from his sword.

This was probably the first time he brought a girl to the crime scene.

It was also the first time he brought unrelated people to the crime scene.

That's why those people in Pei Mansion were so surprised just now.

But fortunately, Li Qingluo covered her face today, otherwise Pei Si Niang and Pei Guogong would be in the crowd. They had seen Li Qingluo at the palace banquet last night and would have recognized her identity long ago.

Especially Pei Si Niang, who recognized Li Qingluo at the palace banquet last night as the person who had come to their Pei Mansion with Princess Nanping last time. After returning home, she naturally told everyone in the Pei Mansion about this matter.

After the people in Peiguo Mansion learned the truth, many of them were very angry!

Pei from the General's Mansion was the person that the old Duke had banned, forbidding everyone in the entire Duke Pei's Mansion from ever mentioning!

The Pei family is not allowed to come back and set foot in the Pei Mansion, and all descendants of the Pei Mansion are not allowed to have any contact with the descendants.

The Pei family of the General's Mansion hated the Pei family to the core.

So when they learned that the people from her General's Mansion dared to come to their Peiguo Mansion so blatantly and arrogantly, the people in Peiguo Mansion felt: Isn't this just stepping on their faces and trampling on their arrogance?

If they knew today that Li Qingluo dared to come again without any scruples, I'm afraid even Prince Su would not care about her and would just kick her out.

Li Qingluo naturally didn't know that the Peiguo Mansion hated her grandmother's descendants so much, but she just didn't want to miss the opportunity to take one last look at Nan Jia.

She pushed Nanny Deng away, looked at Prince Su with a pale face and bowed: "Your Majesty, if this humble girl has embarrassed you or hindered you, I will leave here on my own."

Before she could ask him for help, he brought her to Duke Pei's mansion.

How could she not know the special kindness that Prince Su had shown her?

Although she didn't know when he knew it, he knew the friendship between her and Nan Jia, so he was willing to give her this face. Naturally, she would not force herself to embarrass him.

Duan Rongshi put down the hilt of his sword.

"When has this king ever thought you were embarrassing? As long as you don't regret it, it's just an ordinary thing."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked forward.

The Pei family had long been forbidden from entering the yard.

Although the brave members of the Pei family gathered at the gate to watch the fun, they were just watching.

Li Qing could not see a trace of grief on their faces, as if Nan Jia's death was just the death of an ordinary servant to them, and did not cause any waves in the entire Pei Mansion.

But after a night of heavy snow, many traces had disappeared.

Li Qingluo saw a broken arm stuck upright in the snow pile under a persimmon tree.

The slender hand had changed color, and was clenched into a fist with unwillingness and humiliation, as if wanting to make one last desperate effort and struggle to survive.

There was a piece of yellow silk gauze hanging on her arm, fluttering in the wind and snow.

Under the eaves on the other side, there is a broken leg...

In the main room was Nan Jia's torso, with another leg and arm already recovered next to it.

And in the dry grass, Aunt Guan was sitting on the ground, holding a head and singing a nursery rhyme to lull her to sleep.

"Little kid... hey... come out and play with the lights... I don't want your red... I don't want your green... I just want a small candle from you..."

Li Qingluo turned around with a pale face and leaned against the wall, suppressing the uncontrollable urge to vomit. Waves of extremely uncomfortable pain surged in his heart again.

Que'er, also wearing a veil, supported Li Qingluo and asked, "Miss, are you okay?"

Que'er herself wasn't much better.

Only Aunt Deng, who had seen the world, felt nothing.

Li Qingluo murmured, "This is Nan Jia..."

How could she feel sick?

Li Qingluo reached out and wiped the tears from her cheeks, feeling a prick in her heart. "I'm fine. Que'er, go and see what's wrong with Aunt Guan."

Sha Lei came over and said, "Your Highness, this is Aunt Guan, the biological mother of the Twelfth Lady. Since she found the Twelfth Lady's body last night, she picked up this head and has never let go of it."

The maidservant beside her was holding an umbrella and pulling the fur cloak tightly towards Aunt Guan, her voice already hoarse from crying.

"Auntie, please let the girl go... The officials from the Dali Temple have already arrived. With them here, the girl's bloody injustice will surely be redressed..."

"You hold me like this, and I'm in such a state of turmoil... Even if I die... I won't be able to rest in peace..."

The expression on Pei Shier Niang's severed head was peaceful, clearly without any pain, as if she was just asleep.

Not only that, there seemed to be a faint smile...

When Li Qingluo saw this scene, he also felt it was a bit strange and unusual.

Nan Jia's hands were clearly in a struggling posture.

Why is his face so calm?

Could it be that she was killed in her sleep?

But how could he appear in this yard?

After meeting him, Prince Su asked in a cold voice, "Where is Pei Yuan, the Minister of Works, now?"

The recorder stepped forward and said, "Minister Pei went mad last night. After reporting to the Dali Temple, he returned still shouting that he would kill everyone in the Pei Mansion to bury the Twelfth Girl. He is still being tied up and held in the ancestral hall by the Pei Mansion's people."

Prince Su: "Bring him here! Also, bring Duke Pei, all the male members of the Pei family, and the stewards here to me!"

The officer asked, "Your Highness, is it...this old Duke...can you bring him here?"

Nanny Deng quietly explained to Li Qingluo, "Originally, before the old Duke passed away, the current Duke was not allowed to inherit the title. However, three years ago, before the old Duke became increasingly confused, he reportedly went to the palace to see His Majesty and begged His Majesty to grant the title to his eldest son first."

"I only heard that he declared he wouldn't live for more than a few months, and His Majesty made an exception for the Pei family because of their past contributions."

"But now I have lived for another three years..."

"I've also heard that there's a rumor going around that the old Duke was able to prolong his life by eating the flesh and blood of fresh women..."

Li Qingluo: "Where did you hear this? Even Grandmother doesn't know."

Matron Deng sighed, "This old servant and Matron Zhang heard this all before us. How dare we mention it to the old lady?"

Therefore, if the grandmother wanted to know about her eldest brother's recent situation, she could find out everything by just asking.

But she was afraid of knowing, so she never asked, she was deceiving herself.

After receiving the order, the officers of the Dali Temple naturally acted quickly.

Soon, Pei Nanjia's father, Pei Yuan, the Minister of Works, was brought over.

His hair turned white overnight. Although he was only in his forties, he looked like an old man.

As soon as he saw Guan still holding her daughter's head, he went crazy again.

"what--!!"

Pei Yuan ran over and hugged Guan: "This is going to kill us—the lives of both of us—Jiaer, Jiaer—!!"

Guan seemed to have finally regained some consciousness and sobbed in Pei Yuan's arms.

"Master, is it the two of us who have committed this sin? It is the two of us who have committed this sin—"

Li Qingluo was watching the couple in this scene, and his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

How cruel is God?

What on earth did Nan Jia do to deserve being tortured to death?

Li Qingluo clenched his fists and turned to look at all the other male members of the Pei family who had been brought here.

Since there was no room in the yard, everyone waited outside.

The Duke and the other gentlemen were naturally dissatisfied.

Some were shouting and asking why they were all brought here and what this meant.

Is the Dali Temple questioning whether it was the masters of the Pei Mansion who killed people?

Sha Lei stepped forward, drew his sword, and pressed it against the old man's neck, his face filled with murderous intent: "Whether I killed someone or not, you all know it clearly."

"It's just a routine interrogation today. Do you all want to be taken back to the Dali Temple prison and have a few sentences before you behave yourself?"

"Our prince is handling the case today, and he's being courteous to you all for the sake of Duke Pei's residence. If you dare to make a noise again, we'll have to resort to the same methods we've always used in the Dali Temple!"

Who hasn’t heard of the reputation of King Su Yanluo, the god of death?

Even in the Peiguo Mansion, all the masters were stunned today.

But Prince Su was not in a hurry to interrogate them.

All these masters, young masters, managers and servants were left standing in the wind and snow.

He walked up to Pei Yuan and said in a ruthless and routine manner, "Minister Pei, this is the only thing missing."

Pei Nanjia's body has been pieced together, except for her head, which is still in her mother's arms.

Although Minister Pei was heartbroken, he was still somewhat lucid.

He forcibly took his daughter's head and personally placed it on Pei Nanjia's body, restoring her to wholeness.

Doctor Du also came with us today.

He was already working on detoxifying Nan Jia, and after several days and nights of research, he finally came up with a way to detoxify Nan Jia on his own. But he was suddenly shocked to hear such bad news. How could he not be angry?

So at this moment, Doctor Du and the coroner started to examine the body together.

There were dozens of people surrounding the dilapidated yard inside and outside.

Without Duan Rongshi's order, everyone could only stand there quietly.

It was so quiet that you could hear the rustling sound of falling snow.

Only the coroner dared to be busy...

Outside the yard, the masters of the Pei family, including Duke Pei, were all filled with anger.

But their Duke Pei has long been in decline and powerless, without any government soldiers, and none of his descendants will join the military.

If Prince Su gave the order, the entire Peiguo Mansion would be massacred in just half a day.

Therefore, even though everyone was so angry that their faces turned blue, they could only wait quietly at this moment.

Finally, Dr. Du and the coroner finished what they were doing.

Doctor Du came forward and reported, "Your Majesty, the deceased is indeed the twelfth daughter of the Pei Mansion."

"She was poisoned before her death. If she couldn't be detoxified in time, she would have died soon."

"But I discovered another kind of Maitreya poison in his mouth..."

Duan Rongshi: "Maitreya's poison? What is this?"