All the previous dissatisfaction with Aunt He seemed to have completely disappeared in Cheng Luzhi's heart.

This is what Aunt He thought of achieving! She achieved it so easily with the help of her daughter's death and her understanding of Cheng Luzhi's temperament.

From an angle that Cheng Luzhi couldn't see, Aunt He opened her eyes. Her eyes were clear, sharp and cold. She... was going to kill everyone.

Mu Jinzhai didn't hear a single movement about such a big thing.

Cheng Sijin smiled and looked at He Xiang who was too embarrassed to ask any questions, and said seriously and gently: "He Xiang, if you really like Guard Wan Yan, I will mention it to King Rui and ask him to come and propose marriage.

."

He Xiang immediately became anxious: "Miss...don't, it's too early to talk about this now..."

Seeing He Xiang's reaction, Cheng Sijin held back his smile...

Obviously she is a few years younger than Hexiang, but at this moment she is like a close elder sister: "Why is it too early? Fate is the most uncertain thing!"

Taoye also heard the message and hurriedly helped:

"Sister Hexiang, don't be confused! You see, Guard Wan Yan is very handsome, and he follows the prince to various occasions on weekdays... If you don't hold on to this fate quickly, let other girls

If you snatch it away, it will be too late to regret..."

"Taoye, you... what are you talking about..."

However, He Xiang's voice became weaker and weaker, and she became less and less confident.

Indeed, Wan Yan is different from her. If she stays with the prince, she will definitely... meet many girls who are better than her.

At this moment, He Xiang's inferiority complex began to take hold.

Suddenly he looked up at Cheng Sijin with a solemn expression: "Miss, you have all misunderstood. Brother Wan Yan has really helped us a lot these days, so I took extra care of him and didn't mean to be happy...

"

As soon as He Xiang finished speaking, the sound of a porcelain bowl falling to the ground was heard at the door.

Cheng Sijin glanced at Taoye, who was also surprised by He Xiang's words: "Go and have a look."

As soon as the Taoye door opened, he saw Wan Yan standing lonely outside the door, "Wan Shaoxia, why are you at the door?"

Upon hearing this, He Xiang held her breath nervously!

Is he outside the door?

Why is he suddenly outside the door?

Did he hear everything he said just now?

He Xiang looked at Wan Yan nervously.

At this time, Wan Yan looked like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost. He was distraught. When he heard Tao Ye's question, he gave an unexpected answer: "I accidentally broke the bowl."

Cheng Sijin hurriedly spoke: "If a bowl is broken, it's broken. It doesn't matter. Did Guard Wan Yan hear something? In fact, He Xiang is not..."

Wan Yan's reaction at this time can already prove everything!

He really cares about the fragrance of lotus.

Cheng Sijin wanted to quickly clear up the misunderstanding between the two, but she didn't want to. After finishing her words, Wan Yan interrupted her: "Miss Cheng, I'm not here to eavesdrop, but to deliver a message...

"

He Xiang's words just now made Wan Yan feel that the love that he had been dreaming of blooming for the past two days was simply wishful thinking. It was a spring and autumn dream that only he was immersed in and unwilling to wake up from!

Naturally, he didn't want to hear Cheng Sijin talk about this anymore...

After a slight pause, Wan Yan continued: "Cheng Siyu is dead."

Hearing this, Cheng Sijin was stunned and looked at Wan Yan: "What's going on? Why did he die suddenly?"

"Died in the ancestral hall." Wan Yan continued: "He was stabbed to death with a hairpin."

Cheng Sijin frowned and looked over, and Wan Yan told him everything he knew in one breath.

"It was Aunt He's hairpin." Wan Yan continued: "According to what Aunt He said, Cheng Siyu suddenly lost control of her emotions and pulled out Aunt He's hairpin and stabbed herself to death."

Cheng Sijin was still analyzing secretly in his heart, and Wan Yan continued: "I personally think Aunt He's statement needs to be verified."

Cheng Sijin was slightly surprised and looked at Wan Yan: "Why do you say that?"

Wan Yan then looked again and said: "This may not be possible at all, but it is very difficult! For example..."

"The hairpin is sharp and can indeed be used as a murder weapon, but..."

Wan Yan continued to explain: "Suicide will be very difficult, depending on the angle and the force. If you want to stab yourself to death, it is really difficult for a woman like Cheng Siyu who has no strength to restrain a chicken to do it."

Cheng Siyu frowned, and Wan Yan continued: "I prefer to believe that Aunt He took out the hairpin and stabbed Cheng Siyu."

"And..." Wan Yan raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Sijin: "I smelled the soul-eating powder in the ancestral hall."

Cheng Sijin was startled and immediately stood up and looked at Wan Yan: "Seriously?"

Wan Yan categorically said:

"It's absolutely true. I was originally worried that I might have made a mistake. After staying in the dark for a while, I found that although it was masked by the smell of incense and lamp oil, the smell of soul-eating powder definitely existed! This smell is definitely unmistakable.

"

Cheng Sijin lowered his voice: "Very good, it seems that this matter has nothing to do with them!"

"Let's take a look." Cheng Sijin said and stood up first, followed closely by Taoye and Hexiang.

The three masters and servants rushed to the ancestral hall.
Chapter completed!