"Old men, there are blood here!" Li Sicheng, who was investigating everywhere, suddenly said loudly.

Zhao Chonghuan, who had just walked out of the wing room, felt a little moved when he heard this, and quickly changed his pace and returned to the inner wing. Atao followed behind him, Aniu was stunned and hurriedly gave way.

He Yansou had already walked to Li Sicheng and the others quickly.

Xie Changhuai was slowing down one step, just in time with Zhao Chonghuan who had returned.

On his clear and bright face, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, like the sunlight floating on the sea, the scene was sparkling, and its brilliance was bright.

When he saw her coming, he immediately approached her ears quietly. His voice was like broken ice, which pounded her ears and also moved her heart: "Are you angry with me again? You don't look at me directly!"

His tone actually had a small complaint and accusation. It made her heart tremble slightly, and an indescribable sourness was like the rapid rain in summer, which came violently and flew away in a blink of an eye.

She held the breath of her heart running around, took a little back, her eyebrows and eyes were not distorted, and bowed and said, "Thank you, please, sir!"

Xie Changhuai's eyes gradually darkened, and a trace of his lips pursed was helpless.

How could he provoke a stubborn and stubborn girl?

Zhao Chonghuan ignored him anymore, lowered his eyebrows and looked down and waited for him to go first.

Xie Changhuai sighed slightly, but he could only pick up his steps forward.

Both of them arrived there.

Zhao Chonghuan discovered that the blood that Li Sicheng said was suddenly revealed was not the compartment where Qu'er took the sandalwood box she had seen before, but in another sandalwood box for clothes.

In that box of cage, I found a woman's pink silk skirt. The silk skirt was bloody and very terrifying.

He Yansou frowned and looked at Li Sicheng's hand: "Can anyone's dress in this mansion dyed black blood?"

He was really upset and afraid of anything. If the murderer was a noble person around Jia Zijing, the case would be even more troublesome.

When they entered Lanxianglou, they naturally noticed the terrible blood splashing everywhere.

Zhao Chonghuan looked at Luoshang carefully.

The Luo skirt seemed to have been ravaged by blood and wind, and was lying wilted and weakly on Li Sicheng's hand.

"Can you borrow a villain to see it?" she said respectfully.

Li Sicheng couldn't help but look up at He Yansou: Did the case of Dali Temple really make this little servant from Qiantang County Bureau intervene? This is not something he, a little temple minister, can decide!

He Yansou glanced at Xie Changhuai quickly, his eyes moved slightly, his eyebrows were raised, and he was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

After Li Sicheng got the agreement, he immediately handed the Luo skirt to Zhao Chonghuan.

Zhao Chonghuan took the Luo skirt and shook it gently—

This silk skirt is made of fine and soft, like a ball of pink glow in the sky. It looks like an ordinary woman's clothes at first glance, but what surprised people was the chest of the silk skirt, with blood on its waist, and the tail of the skirt seemed to have swept countless blood stains.

She put her skirt in front of her nose and sniffed it. There was a light fragrance mixed with the strong and pungent smell of blood, which immediately reminded her of the scene where she saw Gu Hui's case the morning before yesterday.

What kind of complicated past conflict is this that makes someone so ruthless?

She sighed quietly in her heart.

She lowered her head and flipped through the other clothes in the box, all of which were men's silk robes. Obviously, this was the box cage specially used by Jia Zijing.

"The villain thinks this should not be inadvertently contaminated with black bloody silk skirt! First, if the woman in this house accidentally gets dyed with her skirt when she is bleeding, she just needs to take it off and throw it away, and there is really no need to hide the skirt."

"Besides, it's really unreasonable to hide in Jia Yanei's box! Because Jia Yanei hasn't gotten married yet, this is definitely not his wife's clothes!"

"Second," she gestured to everyone to see the bloody height of the Luoshang, "I believe everyone can see the traces on the wall of Lanxianglou. The height of blood sprinkling of dogs is definitely not as good as the chest of this Luoshang, so even if it is really unintentionally stained, it should be on the hem, not the upper body!"

He Yansou and Li Sicheng looked at the Luo skirt again in contemplation. The latter carefully rummaged through the box and cage several times according to Zhao Chonghuan's words. Sure enough, there was no more women's clothes.

Li Sicheng looked up and looked at Zhao Chonghuan who was carefully studying the Luo skirt, with a slightly admirable look.

Xie Changhuai stood at the end without saying a word, his eyes fixed on the slender and straight back.

Zhao Chonghuan didn't care about the fluctuations of the people next to her at all. She only carefully checked the silk skirt inch by inch.

The silk skirt itself does not have much special features, 70% or 80% new, obviously not the newly cut clothes this spring. The silk skirt also has a rose flower on its collar, which is small and elegant, quite thoughtful.

It can be seen that the owner is mostly more concerned about the corners of the skirt. The edges and corners of the skirt are very neat and there is no lint hook. The fragrance on the skirt is also a common fragrance of roses. I think the owner loves roses very much.

And the shape and location of the blood stains were also vaguely abnormal.

She frowned and thought about it slightly, feeling that this was not the clothes of the nobles of the Jia family.

"Atao, two brothers Aniu! Come here!" Zhao Chonghuan turned around and looked for Atao and the others.

Atao and Aniu, who were standing cautiously not far away, hurried over.

"You two brothers agree. Have you seen a young lady in the mansion wear such a silk skirt?" Zhao Chonghuan asked.

A Niu is relatively rough. For him, the woman's clothes can be distinguished in color, but the others are really aesthetically incompetent.

He looked up and down at the Luo skirt displayed on Zhao Chonghuan's hand, shook his head blankly and said first: "There are too many little ladies wearing pink skirts in the house, I can't figure it out! Sometimes they dress almost the same, and I can't tell who is who!" He said that.

But A Tao didn't say anything for a moment. He walked around the silk skirt, reached out and pulled the lace of the clothes and carefully identified it, and finally said: "Look at this, it should be Miss Qu'er's silk skirt! She prefers roses!"

After saying that, he nodded affirmatively, "It's Miss Qu'er!"

He Yansou asked: "Who is Qu'er?"

"She is the wife of Liu County who gave Yanena to the wife of Yanena!" said Atao.

Everyone suddenly realized.

"Go, please come here to find this girl Qu'er. I have something to ask her!" He Yansou said.

Atao and Aniu looked at each other and nodded.

"Aniu, go and invite Miss Qu'er to come. I'll serve you all the sirs!" said Atao.

A Niu responded high and ran away.

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Chapter completed!