Chapter 14

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date="2021-09-03"

title="Chapter 14"

weight="134505"

series = ["The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress"]

mode = "manual"

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The doctor's eyes were fixed on the string of Bodhi beads, and his face turned pale. The shopkeeper who knelt beside him was still refuting himself. He turned his head in a trance and bluntly echoed the shopkeeper's words.

"they all say it has nothing to do with themselves, but this poison can't be made out of thin air." An Changqing took a sip of the tea at hand and put it down again. The tea collided with the hard mahogany table, making a dull sound of "knock": "it would be better to interrogate the two people separately, from diagnosis to medicine, what are the rules and regulations, after passing through the hands of those people, interrogate them one by one. At that time, the two will correspond to each other. It's best if it's right. If it doesn't match. "

An Changqing's eyes were cold: "the torture room of Wang Fu can always be tortured."

The two people who knelt in the middle shook and fell to the ground hurriedly: "I will tell you everything I know!"

Li raised his eyes slightly, glanced over the two people, and lowered his eyes, only the banyan beads on his wrist turned faster.

"Princess, this is Anfu, not Dali Temple." An Zhike, who had been silent for a long time, finally made a sound, looking at him with strong displeasure: "the poison may not have been committed by him, so why move out of the torture room to threaten?"

An Changqing refused to give an inch: "if my father thinks I'm lynching, he can send me the secretary of the Dali Temple."

"you!" As soon as an Zhike choked, he naturally dared not let the people of Dali Temple come to check, and it was spread that settling down had become a joke. In case we find out what happened in the past, it's no joke.

"you can try it if you want." An Zhi scrupulously shook his sleeves.

"Iron Tiger, take the man to the next ear room."

Tiehu obeyed the order, pressed the doctor down first, and temporarily closed the ear room next to him, leaving only the shopkeeper in the hall.

The shopkeeper knelt in the middle of the two battles, an Changqing sat on the main seat, and the rest of Anfu sat on both sides, plus the servant girl boy who waited on him. More than a dozen people looked at him alone, making him sweaty.

Hu Shifei answered whatever he asked, and even the medicine given to Aunt Yu always explained such trivial things clearly. By the time all the questions were finished, half an hour had passed.

The paper in Hu Shifei's hand was full. He folded it and presented it to an Changqing. To start the next round of interrogation.

The doctor's surname is Wang, he is in his early fifties, and he is not young. He stayed alone in the ear room for half an hour, and when he was brought up again, his legs were all soft, and it was all thanks to the iron tiger that he did not limp to the ground on the spot.

Hu asked questions unusually. he had been in the army for a long time, and although the interrogation seemed mild, the questions went straight to the core, making it too late for people to react. After answering a few questions, Dr. Wang's face was already covered with sweat.

The wandering eyes could not help glancing in the direction of Lee.

Li's eyes flashed with cold light, and his sharp fingernails scratched through the wooden beads, leaving clear scratches on them.

Hu Shifei was still asking questions, and the sharp questions fell down one by one. Dr. Wang was stunned. There was a series of questions in his ear, but his mind was full of familiar banyan beads, which his old mother wore all the year round.

He raised his head sweaty and looked around in a trance. He did not know where his strength came from. He suddenly jumped up and quickly crashed into the pillar on one side.

All of a sudden, there was a lot of blood and there was a lot of chaos in the hall.

Dr. Wang fell to the ground, twitched a few times and then fell silent. Hu Shifei was the first to check his breath, and then shook his head at an Changqing: "Dead."

The women were so frightened that they stayed away from the pillar.

The old lady pressed her forehead to recite the Buddha and asked her servants to quickly carry the body down. An Zhi half supported her, frowned so tightly that she looked closely at an Changqing and said in a cold voice, "the people are all dead, so should the princess be satisfied now?"

An Changqing did not expect that the doctor would choose to kill himself.

His original plan was to force the doctor to plead guilty. Today, the poison in Aunt Yu's decoction was given after he discussed with Hu Shifei and Zhao Shi, but in order to have substantial evidence, he caught them by surprise.

Otherwise, if it directly pierces the collision between Qianzhong brocade and medicinal materials, it will cause poisoning, and when the two sides confront each other, the doctor can completely get rid of the fact that he is not skilled in medicine, and the Li family behind it can rest easy-- she is a woman in a deep house that even the doctor does not know. How would she know?

An Changqing thought so much that she finally chose this desperate way to cheat the doctor and Li. As long as the doctor confessed to the poisoning in panic, he could force an Zhike to agree to take his biological mother and sister out, regardless of whether he revealed who was behind it or not. As for Li, there is still a back hand waiting for her.

I just didn't expect that Li was even hotter than he thought. Can force the doctor to kill himself on the spot.

Glancing vaguely at Li, who was frightened by the servant girl, an Changqing sniffed: "he is a doctor who has no grudge against Aunt Yu. Why bother to poison him?" I'm afraid there's another mastermind behind it. Now that people have committed suicide and cut off the clues, instead of going blind, we might as well ask the Dali Temple to check. "

"Don't you dare!" An Zhi said angrily, "the murderer has been killed, and there is nothing wrong with Aunt Yu. This is the end of the matter." If it goes out, settling down will become the laughingstock of the whole city! "

An Changqing's face darkened and finally stopped wearing a polite mask: "settling down has become a laughingstock. What does it have to do with me?" All I know is that as long as the real killer is not found out, Aunt Yu's life will be in danger! "

"is human life important, or is the face of your home important?"

"No one can beat the century-old legacy left by our ancestors!" Anzhi said harshly.

"then Xiangguo will keep this hundred-year-old foundation," an Changqing's face became more and more mocking. "Aunt Yu, I received Chuang Tzu to recuperate. Yuer is also going. "

Anzhi looked at him as if she didn't know him. After a long time, she said three "good" words in succession and hated and said, "well, that's what you had in mind in the morning?" I didn't know you had such resourcefulness. "

"Xiangguo doesn't know much about it." An Changqing looked at him and smiled, "what do you think?"

An Zhi stood up in a huff: "Aunt Yu can go to Zhuangzi to recuperate, but Yuer can't. Next spring is her wedding day. She wants to stay at home to prepare for marriage. At this time, she will go with her aunt to Zhuangzi to recuperate. What is the decency of going to Zhuangzi to recuperate?"

An Changqing naturally disagreed with his reason and prepared to marry? Can we still say whether the marriage can be done or not? He doesn't want to leave his simple and weak sister alone in this cannibalistic prime minister's office.

"there is no hurry to prepare for marriage. Yuer ate and lived with her aunt, but the real killer had not yet been caught. My aunt went to Zhuangzi and left her alone, in case there was an accident. " An Changqing lowered her eyes slightly and said slowly, "otherwise, we should invite the minister of Dali Temple to check and find out that the real culprit is reassuring."

For the first time, Anzhi was forced to such a situation by calculation, and the man who set him up was the common man who had been too lazy to look at him before. He glared at an Changqing as if it were not his son, but his enemy, and said word by word, "just let her go!"

"Thank you, Xiangguo." An Changqing finally showed a sincere smile: "there are many things in the house, so today I will first take people to Zhuangzi."

With these words, he nodded slightly to the crowd, and then, under the escort of Tiehu and Zhao Shi, took Aunt Yu and an Xianyu out of the flower hall.

When she got to the door of the flower hall, an Changqing caught a glimpse of a figure, stopped and shouted, "Auntie."

Sun is now decent and looks normal. She wasn't in the hall just now, but now that she's here, she probably already knows what's going on inside.

An Changqing was thinking about how to use this "rear hand" when he sent it to the door. He hooked the corner of his lips. As he passed by, he whispered, "Tak Ren Tang is the shop of his mother's mother. Do you know that?"

Sun hated looking at him and said, "so what if you know?" You can't take advantage of me! "

An Changqing said with a low smile, "it's not to be used, it's just that we all have the same goal." Aunt Yu was poisoned in vain, and my cousin died in vain. We can't let the killer get away with it. "

Sun stopped talking this time.

An Changqing said, "Doctor Wang and his family live in Tongyun Hutong," and walked past her by mistake.

When she came out of the Anfu gate, an Changqing breathed a sigh of breath. Looking at her mother and sister, who were still a little unresponsive, she smiled and said, "finally, you don't have to be debated in this hellhole. I'll raise you in the future."

Yu stared at him, his eyes slightly red, his fingers brushing his eyebrows, and he said in a dumb voice, "I'm suffering now."

The former naive and soft son, unexpectedly when she did not know, quietly grew into a big tree that could protect them from the wind and rain.

"not bitter." An Changqing blinked hard, pressed down her sour nose and smiled hard and said, "get in the car, go back to the Wangfu first, and then I'll pick a Zhuangzi who is suitable for illness, mother and sister to live for a while."

Although he prefers to be with his mother and sister, he thinks that they always live in the royal mansion and have to be gossiped. And there are Zhongyong Marquis Residence that thing, it is better to let them stay away, out of sight and out of mind.

Yu and an Xianyu got into the carriage first. An Changqing was about to enter, but found that it was a little crowded. Today I was in a smaller carriage. It was OK for two, but it was a little crowded for three. An Changqing was wondering whether to go up and squeeze, or to grab a sedan chair with Hu at the back, when a low voice came from behind: "here you are."

As soon as an Changqing's ears warmed, she turned around and glared at him: "Don't call that name!"

It was a knee-jerk reaction, and when he looked back, he found that he was too presumptuous. When he secretly glanced at the people around him, he saw that they all hung their heads and looked at their noses and hearts. When he went to see Xiao Zhige again, he saw that Xiao Zhige still had that expression and stretched out his hand to him: "I'll pick you up together."

An Changqing's heart softened again, and the annoyance just now dissipated unconsciously, leaving only shame.

He dillydally looked back at the carriage, then clenched his teeth and took the man's outstretched hand.

Xiao Zhige held him, took the man on the horse and let him sit in front of him. What he rides today is a jujube horse, his physique is much taller and stronger than other horses, and there is more than enough for two people.

An Changqing pressed against his chest, felt the seemingly blank eyes around him, clenched the mane on horseback with her hands uncomfortably, and urged: "hurry back."

"mm-hmm." Xiao Zhige put his arms around his waist, grasped the reins in his hands, grabbed the horse's belly lightly at his feet, and the jujube horse swung his tail and hit his nose, and took the two men home.

Behind Tiehu and Zhao Shi and others all looked foolish and stayed in place for a long time without moving. Or did Hu have to react first and vigorously patted the sedan chair and shouted, "what are you waiting for?" Let's go! "

It was like a dream that everyone woke up and hurriedly carried the sedan chair, and the rider followed him.

The author has something to say: "now that Anjia has a bad reputation, what does it have to do with my Northern War Princess Xiao Yun?"