Happy Palm: The War King's Favored Little Doctor Consort

The body of the wife of the Marquis of Qingyang was still lying on the ground, her lips were black and blood was coming out of all her orifices. She had indeed died of poisoning, but no toxin was found in her mouth.

Su Qingli frowned slightly, and after carefully examining every inch of the skin on the body of the wife of the Marquis of Qingyang, she finally found a tiny wound on her index finger.

The wound was very small and could not be seen at all if you didn't look carefully. But it was this tiny wound that took her life.

Bleeding from all seven orifices, lips black and purple, nails light purple, this is the poison of Naraku. This poison is harmless when it enters the mouth, but turns into a deadly poison when it comes into contact with blood. One stick of incense can take a person's life. Was the poison smeared on the murder weapon?

Such a small wound, what could be the murder weapon?

Xuan Yi looked at Su Qingli, who was touching here and there, with curiosity in his eyes. This woman from the capital was as angry as if she had seen the King of Hell when she saw their prince, and she wished she could grow wings and fly away.

But this person is not afraid and even dares to look the prince in the eye. Isn't she afraid of death?

Su Qingli recalled the scene when she met the wife of the Marquis of Qingyang. She had accidentally saved the wife once, so the wife treated her with three times more care than others.

She remembered that the lady invited her to play chess, and while they were playing, she asked her what her plans were as she was about to come of age.

Su Qingli walked to the chess table and sat down. She picked up a chess piece and set out the chess game from the morning. But when she walked to the back, she found something wrong.

Su Qingli remembered that she was distracted by the questions from the wife of the Marquis of Qingyang and dropped a chess piece into the gap, but all the chess pieces in the chess pot were intact.

Su Qingli immediately lay on the ground to take a look, and sure enough, she saw a white chess piece lying under the couch. The chess pieces on the chess table were not the ones they used this morning.

Xuan Yi watched Su Qingli take out a chess piece from under the couch, then walk out of the room and walk around the room, his expression becoming more and more confused.

Time passed by little by little. Xuan Yi looked at Su Qingli, who was pulling weeds, climbing trees, and squatting in front of a ditch in a daze, and thought to himself, is this giving up on himself?

"Miss Su, the time is coming."

Su Qingli knew how the person died and how the murderer poisoned her, but she didn't know how the murderer cut the finger of the wife of the Marquis of Qingyang.

Su Qingli stood up and walked in front of Xuan Yi: "Stretch out your hand."

Xuan Yi was puzzled, but still extended his hand obediently.

Xuanyi has thick calluses on the base of his right hand. He is good at using the sword with his right hand, and there are many small wounds on his palm: "How did these wounds come about?"

Xuan Yi was a little embarrassed. Could he tell Su Qingli that he had made the prince angry and the prince punished him by making him pull weeds all night?

"I did it by pulling out weeds."

"In other words, these wounds were caused unintentionally." Su Qingli muttered this, and walked into the room of the wife of the Marquis of Qingyang and sat in front of the chess table. So the wounds on the wife of the Marquis of Qingyang's fingers should have been caused in this way.

What kind of situation would cause her to accidentally cut her finger? Peeling fruit? No, a dignified Marquis's wife didn't need to peel fruit herself, not to mention that the wound was too small to be caused by a knife.

Su Qingli imagined that if she were the wife of Marquis Qingyang, under what circumstances would she cut her finger?

Habits! As long as you know a person's habits, you can set up this murder plan perfectly! The murderer is very familiar with the wife of the Marquis of Qingyang!

Su Qingli sat in the seat where the wife of Marquis Qingyang sat, and carefully checked everything she saw. Finally, Su Qingli's expression turned cold!

The murderer really has ulterior motives and is extremely vicious!

"Xuan Yi, let's go. I already know who the murderer is."