Zhao Chonghuan asked A Qiao again: "When was the last time you used rose water in the porcelain bottle?"

A Qiao frowned slightly, bulged her cheeks and recalled: "I just didn't even give you a robe yesterday,"

As she said that, she paused, and a little shyness and veins appeared in the panic look of Zhao Chonghuan.

"I used it when dressing up myself in order to make Brother Zhao think I look good!"

Li Sicheng on the side suddenly heard this and couldn't help but lit up his eyes. He laughed out loud, but noticed that A Qiao's slightly red face immediately felt something was wrong, so he quickly turned his face, but he

The trembling case book and pen on his hand exposed the fact that he was laughing.

Zhao Chonghuan naturally felt a twitch in his forehead, and for a moment he could only smile helplessly and embarrassedly.

But A Qiao stared at the ugly boy in front of her, and turned the railway firmly, "I just wiped it a little yesterday! I remember it very clearly!"

Zhao Chonghuan rubbed his nose, cleared his throat, and continued to ask: "That is, you touched this bottle of rose water yesterday morning?"

A Qiao nodded repeatedly.

"Does your room be locked on weekdays?"

A Qiao shook her head.

Yesterday, Aqiao left Pingzhang Mansion since the afternoon. In other words, anyone in the mansion might sneak into her room and replace this product with a medicine to hold the machine.

Moreover, those who change the dressing must be particularly familiar with Qingfang Pavilion, and even the choice of porcelain bottles is carefully considered!

Zhao Chonghuan turned to Li Sicheng and said, "Sir Sicheng, can you invite the Snow Branch Girl from Qingfang Pavilion here?"

Li Sicheng nodded, got up and walked out quickly and asked someone to go to Qingfang Pavilion to pass on the snow branches.

"Brother Zhao——"

As soon as Li Sicheng went out, A Qiao immediately came over mysteriously.

She said quickly: "You asked me to go to Meixiang's house yesterday. I asked about it-she is indeed dead! The tomb is in Gaoting Mountain!"

Zhao Chonghuan's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this, pursed his lips, and then said calmly: "Why have you been there for so long?"

A Qiao's expression was as normal.

"Yesterday, the fourth young master and Mr. Jiang insisted on following me! Later, they said they wanted to go to Gaoting Mountain to see if Mei Xiang's tomb is really there! So we took a boat to Gaoting Mountain. It was too late to come back, so we were there

I stayed in Xiangji Temple for a whole night!”

"Have you encountered anything else?"

"No!"

A Qiao shook her head, but a trace of depression flashed across her eyes, and she muttered almost inauspiciously, "If there is really, I still owe the fourth young master a tael of silver!"

"What?" Zhao Chonghuan didn't hear it clearly.

"Nothing is nothing!" A Qiao waved her hands repeatedly, "But Brother Zhao, Mei Xiang is indeed dead, what should I do?"

Zhao Chonghuan looked A Qiao's expression and found that the latter seemed to have no impression of what she and Xie Changhuai went to find them last night, and then encountered danger on the canal.

I think Xie Changhuai used a special method to erase the memories of the three of them! He had the opportunity to ask the man what mysterious method he used to modify their memories.

"Is it really dead?" She made a regretful look, "That's a pity!"

A Qiao nodded sympathetically: "Auntie Shi and Mei Xiang are both pitiful!"

Then she realized her situation again and couldn't help but mutter, "Why is Aunt Jiu dead? Has the mansion really been possessed by a ghost recently?"

Suddenly, she grabbed Zhao Chonghuan's hand, and the fear returned to her dripping eyes.

"Brother Zhao, Aunt Ninth is really not poisoned to death by me!"

Zhao Chonghuan patted her comfortably and signaled her to calm down.

Soon, Li Sicheng asked someone to find Xuezhi from Qingfang Pavilion.

As soon as Xuezhi came in, she saw A Qiao's figure. Seeing that the other party's tie rope had been unbuttoned, her expression couldn't help but shiver.

A Qiao also met her gaze and the two exchanged glances.

Zhao Chonghuan asked Xuezhi to sit down.

She clung to Xuezhi's bright and energetic eyes and said gently: "Miss Xuezhi, I have something to ask you!"

Xuezhi immediately raised a polite smile and said respectfully: "Master, please ask!"

Zhao Chonghuan raised the simplicity blue porcelain bottle and asked, "Is this kind of porcelain bottle the only one you and Miss Aqiao?"

Xuezhi actually recognized that this was her porcelain bottle that filled the osmanthus and dew in Qingfang Pavilion, but at that time, she didn't dare to interrupt at will.

But she knew that Dali Temple would always find out the origin of this porcelain bottle in the end, so she had already prepared someone to come to ask her for questions.

She looked calm and nodded slightly.

"Yes! Because I have a little hidden illness, our wife is worried about it. I specially asked me for it from the palace for me! There are only six small bottles of osmanthus and clear dew!"

"I used a bottle, and the rest were still in the cabinet! A few days ago, A Qiao, I used this simple blue thin-neck porcelain bottle, looked good, so I gave it to her!"

Zhao Chonghuan asked again: "Did Mrs. Changyi give away any other gifts in addition to the bracelet of Aunt Jiu last night?"

Xuezhi said without hesitation: "I also sent two precious medicinal materials! They were all prepared by me personally, and I also sent them with me last night! Our wife didn't get through those items!"

This statement made Zhao Chonghuan's eyes certain.

She couldn't help but look up and down the girl sitting opposite her-

This is an extremely intelligent girl!

She said just a few words, but after all, she was trying to clear the relationship between Luo Yunqin.

In other words, even she was keenly aware that Fan Huiniang's death was someone trying to frame Luo Yunqin.

But what is the entanglement between Fan Huiniang and Luo Yunqin?

Or what is the relationship between the murderer and these two people? Why did he use this trick to kill the two people at the same time?

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Zhao Chonghuan had a lot of thoughts in his mind, like a group of birds croaking in shadows.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then raised her clear eyes, looked at Xuezhi's beautiful face in a slight manner, and asked casually: "I heard that Mrs. Changyi and Aunt Jiu were chatting for a while last night? When did they

Meeting?"

When Xuezhi heard this, her eyelids seemed to tremble faintly.

She pursed her lips and smiled, and said appropriately: "Our wife is just to reward the ninth aunt who helped take care of the young master in Qingfang Pavilion yesterday!"

"It was already late when my wife came to ask Qingxuan. It was probably at the end of Xu and the beginning of Hai. The two masters went to Wenqingxuan to enjoy the moonlight by Liuyue Lake for a moment, and then went back to their respective courtyards to rest!"

"The end of Xu and the beginning of Hai?"

Zhao Chonghuan murmured and repeated these four words.

The birds suddenly scattered in her mind, leaving a lonely geese illuminating, but the geese flew too fast and could not catch anything for a moment.

She frowned and thought carefully, leaning on her slender fingers-

After the Hai Hai last night, Pingzhang Mansion was in trouble, and the guards began to search for thieves everywhere. At this time, it happened that Chunli, the maid of Qingxuan, met an uninvited guest-----

Xuezhi's eyes flowed from the ugly face of the boy in front of him to the other party's hands.

She was a little surprised to find that the boy had a pair of pretty hands: slender, slender, and distinctive joints. It was like a white jade elephant carving, which was really different from her appearance.

A Qiao also stared at Zhao Chonghuan with obsession in her eyes, completely forgetting that she was still a major suspect who poisoned Aunt Jiu at this moment!

"How long did it take for Mrs. Changyi and Aunt Jiu to meet?" Zhao Chonghuan raised his eyes and asked afterwards.

Xuezhi thought for a while: "From Wenqingxuan to Liuyue Lake and the time of gossiping, there are only two incense sticks!"

Zhao Chonghuan nodded in contemplation, paused, and turned to Li Sicheng and said, "Sir, please send someone to Qingfang Pavilion with Miss Xuezhi to see if Miss Xuezhi's osmanthus and dew are still there?"

Li Sicheng agreed to agree.

"Miss Xuezhi please come back first. If you have any questions, I will interrogate the girl again!" Zhao Chonghuan said gently.

"yes!"

Xuezhi nodded gently, then glanced at A Qiao's place, and followed Li Sicheng out of the wing room.

When they went out, Zhao Chonghuan looked at A Qiao, who was simple and innocent, and stood up hesitantly and said, "Miss A Qiao, I have to tie you up for the time being and be custody by Dali Temple!"

Aqiao is not as frightened as it begins now.

Her eyes were as clear as water, and she looked at Zhao Chonghuan with concentration, and obediently said, "Okay! Brother Zhao, I'm not afraid! You tie it up! I know you will avenge me!"

Zhao Chonghuan condensed her delicate and delicate face, and when she turned her head, she couldn't help but sigh slightly, feeling ashamed.

What if this lovely girl knows that she is also a daughter, and she doesn’t know how to deal with her broken mood and fantasy?
Chapter completed!