With Princess An's hands behind her back, she stood next to the flower garden and watched coldly. As the attendants dug up the soil bit by bit, a familiar piece of cloth came into her eyes.
Seeing this fabric, Princess He'an's pupils shrank suddenly, and her hands behind her back couldn't help but tremble.
The fabric was silk given to her by the Holy One. It felt soft and smooth. She thought it was very suitable for Sheng Fang to wear. She specially asked the sewing room in the mansion to make a robe for Sheng Fang, and the edges of the cuffs were specially embroidered.
Gold thread, worn on Feng Feng's body, is really beautiful.
Before she could finish the noisy thoughts in her mind, the attendants quickly moved the dug people out of the pit.
The originally handsome young man now had a livid face and black blood stains on the corners of his mouth. He was lying there stiffly, motionless.
Next to Sheng Fang was a woman with a maid's hairstyle and servant clothes. There was a dent as big as a bowl on her forehead, which showed that someone had obviously hit her head.
"Okay, okay, Shi Mei'er, it's really good."
No matter how much resentment Princess He An had towards Sheng Fang, it all dissipated without a trace the moment she saw his body.
What followed was every bit of the good times between him and himself. Now that Yu Lang has passed away, endless sadness can't help but surge into my heart.
At the same time, the hatred for Shi Meier was also raging in his heart.
"Go, call me Lao Ba, I'm going to let him take a good look at what kind of viper he is attracted to."
Princess He'an was filled with hatred and ordered the attendants with red eyes.
The attendant hurriedly responded, turned around, mounted his horse, and ran straight towards the Eighth Prince's Mansion.
The Eighth Prince, who was about to go out, was abruptly stopped by the attendant of Princess He'an's palace. He didn't ask what was going on, but just said that Princess He'an wanted to see him.
The visible place was not inside the mansion, but outside the city, and I suddenly felt unhappy.
However, thinking that this aunt was still of great use to him, the Eighth Prince could only suppress the worry in his heart and follow the people all the way out of the city.
After a while, we arrived outside Shijiazhuangzi.
The Eighth Prince didn't know whose Zhuangzi this was. Outside the Zhuangzi, he took a few curious glances, but he didn't realize there was anything special about this ordinary Zhuangzi, and he didn't know why his aunt called him over.
When the Eighth Prince strode into Zhuangzi, Princess He An was already sitting on the chair brought by the clever attendant. There was nothing strange on her face, but her eyes were still a little red, and she had obviously shed tears.
The eighth prince who came in first looked at the red eyes on Princess He An's face and felt a little surprised. Then his eyes were attracted by the corpse covered with two pieces of white cloth on the ground.
He frowned immediately. Could it be that his aunt's call to him had something to do with the two corpses on the ground?
When Princess He'an saw the eighth prince coming in, she raised her chin slightly and asked someone to lift off the white cloth covering the maid's body.
Even though the Eighth Prince was prepared, he was shocked by the huge hole on Pearl's head.
"This... aunt, you came to me just to show me this?"
The Eighth Prince frowned and said, while looking at the face of the female corpse on the ground.
Although there was such a big bloody hole on his forehead, he seemed to have seen this face before. Could it be someone he knew?
"Why, doesn't it look familiar?"
Princess He'an saw the subtle changes on the eighth prince's face and asked with a cold snort.
The Eighth Prince hesitated for a moment, then nodded and replied.
"It does look familiar, but aunt, why don't you just tell me why you came to see your nephew?"
"Huh, since you said that, I'm not talking nonsense. This female corpse is your beloved Shi Mei'er's personal maid. And the one on the side is exactly the one I've been looking for these past few days."
Speaking of this, Princess He'an's eyes turned red again, and she couldn't help but swallow even more.
When the Eighth Prince heard what he said to Princess An, his eyes widened.
"Mei'er's personal maid?"
He said something in disbelief, and his eyes that originally turned away from the female corpse's face fell on the female corpse's face again.
Sure enough, he remembered that the face of the female corpse was that of the maid behind Meier.
But, how could she die in front of her aunt?
Also, who does this Zhuangzi belong to?
Countless thoughts came to his mind, and there was a terrible idea spinning in his mind, but he didn't dare to ask.
"On the day Shengfang left the princess's mansion and disappeared, Shi Mei'er also brought this maid to this village. But the next day, Shi Mei'er returned to the mansion alone, but the maid disappeared. Now, in
In the flower garden in this village, the bodies of Sheng Feng and this maid were dug up. Lin'er, my good nephew, tell me, is there such a coincidence in this world?"
Princess He An, however, would not let him go, which made all the luck in his heart come to nothing.
In the eighth prince's mind, he was just thinking, why did Shi Meier want to meet Shengfang? Why did she kill Shengfang?
Could it be that the two of them are having a female affair?
This idea grew crazily in his mind like a weed.
Before He Princess An could continue talking, the Eighth Prince turned around and left with a dark face.
Seeing his rude behavior, Princess He An didn't say anything and sneered.
"Go and follow the Eighth Prince. If the Eighth Prince can't be ruthless, you can directly report the matter here to Jing Zhaoyin and let Jing Zhaoyi give justice."
After hearing Princess He'an's instructions, the attendant quickly bowed and replied.
But the Eighth Prince waved his riding whip desperately and rushed toward the city with a gloomy look on his face.
As soon as we entered the city, we went straight to Shifu.
He knocked on the door of Shi's mansion and without waiting for anyone to come to welcome him in, he pushed his servants aside and headed towards Shi Mei'er's yard.
What Shi Meier did a few days ago made her exhausted. When she came back, she fell on the bed to recuperate.
Her fingernails, which were originally good, were all chipped away because of filling them with soil that night.
Moreover, she also heard that Princess He An has been looking for Sheng Fang.
While she was worried and scared, she also felt a secret sense of pride in her heart.
Even if she and Princess An searched again, they would definitely not find Sheng Fang. After all, no one would know that Sheng Fang had long since become dead and was buried by her in the flowerbed in the village.
"Eighth Prince, our eldest lady is still resting."
In addition to Zhu'er, Shi Mei'er's personal maids also include Dong'er and Chun'er.
Seeing the eighth prince charging into the eldest lady's yard with great momentum, Dong'er and Chun'er plucked up the courage to stop the eighth prince from rushing towards the eldest lady's boudoir.
When Shi Meier heard the noise outside, she just sat up and wanted to frown and lose her temper.
Then the Eighth Prince rushed in like a gust of wind and dragged her off the bed.
He grabbed her collar and asked fiercely.
"Tell me, what's your relationship with that Shengfang?"