noffsinger Chapter 207 Luo'er Xuexiang, was targeted?
Chapter 207 Luo'er Xuexiang, was targeted?
Pei Sanlang replied, "Your Highness, you may not know this, but my great-grandfather is usually not in his right mind, but last night he suddenly became lucid for a moment, so he summoned me."
Duan Rongshi: "So, you were here all night last night?"
Pei Sanlang: "Yes. Last night at 1:00 PM, I arrived at this courtyard and did not leave the house for the entire night."
Li Qingluo also followed Prince Su into the house to take a look at the old Duke.
When she passed by Pei Sanlang who was waiting at the door, she saw that he clearly stretched out his hand, but still had no intention of stopping her.
In the dark room, heavy curtains were drawn all around. There was only a lamp lit next to the bed. In the dim light, one could vaguely see an old man with messy white hair lying on the bed.
This is the old Duke! ?
Grandmother's biological brother!
This is the brother that my grandmother has been thinking about for decades and can never let go of.
He was the great general who was famous on the battlefield and defended the country for the entire Daliang!
At this moment, he was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, just like an ordinary old man who had been bedridden for a long time.
It is hard to imagine what he looked like when he was extremely violent.
Li Qingluo sniffed the room carefully. Not only was there no strange smell of blood, but there was also a faint sweet fragrance...
Duan Rongshi did not move forward, but quickly left with Li Qingluo.
Little did they know that as soon as they left, the old Duke on the bed opened his eyes.
He sniffed and a strange smile appeared on his face: "Hong'er, why do I smell an unusually sweet smell?"
Pei Qinghong had just sent Prince Su and the other two away when he immediately stepped forward and said, "Grandfather, a little girl did come in just now."
The old Duke's eyes were red. "Who is it? This smells... so fragrant, it seems to be several times sweeter than the sweet juices I've had in the past!"
Pei Qinghong thought of the veiled woman and steeled his mind: "Grandfather, do you want this woman?"
The old Duke was lying on the bed, clearly unable to move, but he still stretched his neck with a greedy look on his face.
"I want...I want...Hong'er, bring her over to my great-grandfather, bring her over here—"
"It's worth it even if I die..."
Pei Qinghong lowered his head, a dark bitterness hanging on the corner of his mouth: "Yun Yi just died. He's dead anyway, so he can't be wasted. Why not quench your thirst first before he gets cold?
Li Qingluo did not stay in Duke Pei's mansion for long.
Duan Rongshi also wanted to leave, so he took her out with him.
As soon as Li Qingluo boarded the carriage, Nanny Deng said, "Miss, someone over there is watching us."
Li Qingluo lifted a corner of the carriage curtain and looked out.
At the opposite alley, there was a carriage with a blue tent roof. When it saw them looking over, the carriage immediately turned around and drove away quickly.
Madam Deng: "When we arrived this morning, the carriage was parked there. I just saw the people inside immediately lift the curtain to look over when they saw us come out. I wonder why they've run away again now?"
Li Qingluo: "Wu Quan, go and chase it to see whose carriage it is."
Wu Quan jumped down and disappeared in a flash.
Prince Su rode forward on horseback, parallel to Li Qingluo's carriage.
He said, "This is just one time. Miss Li, please don't come to the Peiguo Mansion again."
After saying this, he rode away at full speed.
Li Qingluo knew that Prince Su would take him to see Nan Jia for the last time today, which was an exception.
But she must get to the bottom of Nan Jia's death!
That night, Wu Quan sent a letter saying that the carriage with the blue tent roof came from the Pan Mansion.
"Pan Mansion?"
For some reason, Pan Li's face popped up in Li Qingluo's mind.
Could the person at the alley entrance today be Pan Li?
If it was her, why would she come to the gate of Pei Guogong's mansion? What was she looking at?
Moreover, what a coincidence that Pan Li came back to life last night, and Nan Jia was also found tragically dead last night...
At almost the same time, the two noble ladies died at the same time!
Li Qingluo shook his head, not daring to let himself continue to fantasize.
"Que'er, Madam Deng, please tell me how the information you gathered is going."
Today, when Li Qingluo and Prince Su went to the old Duke's courtyard, Que'er and Nanny Deng followed Sha Lei and Leng Dian separately to inquire about the news in Pei Mansion.
Que'er went to close the door, and Aunt Deng quickly said, "Young lady, we, the two of us, have sorted it out. This matter is truly too strange. Please listen to it."
It turned out that Pei Nanjia had not left her own yard for a whole month.
Ever since she became seriously ill from the poisoning, she has been drinking soup and taking medicine in her small courtyard every day. Except for Pei Sanlang who occasionally visits her, no other sisters in the mansion have visited her for many years.
She and the other girls in Pei's house had a grudge when they were young, so they have never been on good terms over the years.
The second house and the second courtyard have no close relationship with the entire Peiguo Mansion. Except for festivals, they almost always live their own lives behind closed doors.
Therefore, the entire Peiguo Mansion thought that Pei Nanjia was just suffering from a minor illness and was not in danger of his life.
Even on New Year's Eve, the old lady of the second house had Pei Nanjia taken out for dinner and scolded her for being ignorant. It was because Pei Yuan was disobedient and got angry at his mother that he protected Pei Nanjia.
As for last night, Pei Nanjia drank a bowl of medicine in the afternoon, so he was still asleep at the hour of You.
At one o'clock in the evening, the maid saw that it was getting later and later, so she went into the room to wake her up to eat something.
But where is the girl on the bed?
There was no one inside or outside the yard.
But it was obvious that Pei Nanjia could hardly move because of the poison in his body. It was impossible for him to walk out alone under the gazes of people in the yard.
So Pei Nanjia disappeared out of thin air, and the only possibility was that he was abducted.
After hearing the news, the Second Court Master Pei Yuan and his concubine Guan were extremely anxious.
Immediately, everyone in the yard was ordered to go out and look for her, with great fanfare, carrying lanterns and banging gongs.
The search was quick, and at three quarters past the hour of You, Pei Nanjia's dismembered remains were found in that dilapidated yard.
"Minister Pei still suspects that it was the old Duke who did it, but many people in the palace testify that the old Duke is absolutely unable to get out of bed and would not do such a thing. And I heard that Master Pei San was in the old Duke's yard last night."
So, what Pei Qinghong said was true?
He is really with the old Duke!
Is it possible that the two of them did it together?
Li Qingluo found it really hard to imagine that Pei Sanlang would do such a cruel and heartless thing!
Nan Jia is his cousin after all. They had a very good relationship in the past and sometimes lived together in Siyuan, so could it be him?
What was his motive for killing Nan Jia?
Li Qingluo: "What about the others? Does anyone have any doubts?"
Que'er: "They each have their own testimony, and they can all come up with an excuse for not being there last night. At least before we left the Pei Mansion, we didn't hear anyone do anything particularly unusual or strange."
Li Qingluo sneered: "It's right here in Duke Pei's mansion. Could there be other thieves?"
Li Qingluo thought of another thing.
"There wasn't a single drop of blood in that yard!"
Although there was a heavy snowfall, a lot of things were covered up overnight.
But if you want to dismember someone alive, all the blood in Nan Jia's body must be drained.
And the body was dismembered!
Blood will also splatter everywhere.
Li Qingluo followed Prince Su around the yard. Not only were there no bloodstains, there was no blood even under the snow pile.
Aunt Deng exclaimed, "So, that wasn't the scene where the Twelfth Girl died?"
Li Qingluo nodded.
"She was dismembered to death, and then thrown into that shabby yard."
When he thought of such a cruel method, Li Qingluo immediately clenched his fists, his heart filled with anger, and his whole body trembled with anger!
Que'er was shocked: "With such a big commotion, is it true that no one in the Pei Mansion would notice it?"
It's impossible!
So, someone must have seen it, but no one said anything.
Li Qingluo thought of another question: "Is it true that none of the people in Duke Pei's mansion practice martial arts now? Are they all idiots?"
She always felt that only an insider could do such a thing.
Even if he is not an internal thief, he must be related to Madam Pei!
After a moment of silence, Nanny Deng whispered back, "Young lady, the Duke...it's impossible that he doesn't have martial arts skills."
Li Qingluo: "What did you say?"
Matron Deng lowered her head. "His martial arts were personally taught by the old lady back then... Even I, this servant, practiced spearmanship with him when he was little."
"And the masters of each family...when they were young, their first enlightenment was not the pen to write, but the sword and gun that could kill people."
Li Qingluo recalled the first time he met Pei Sanlang at the charity cemetery.
Hadn't he fled there with a young man from a count's family?
At that time, they were talking about the former crown prince!
Pei Sanlang is secretly working for the late crown prince!
Li Qingluo was suddenly frightened and broke out in cold sweat.
"I should have thought of this earlier. I shouldn't have been fooled by his seemingly insignificant appearance and his appearance as Nan Jia's elder brother... So, he must also be skilled in martial arts!"
"Prince Su killed that maid in front of him today. Was he just testing him?"
"If these people in Duke Pei's mansion are all hiddenly powerful and skilled in martial arts, yet they're being tossed around like animals by Prince Su today, and they're pretending to be cowardly and forced to bow their heads... then what exactly are they hiding?"
"Pei San is related to the late Crown Prince, will the entire Peiguo Mansion be affected?"
Que'er was puzzled: "Girl, who are you mumbling about?"
Li Qingluo: "I'm saying that the entire Peiguo Mansion may have been playing a huge game of chess all these years."
What is the Peiguo Mansion planning?
In the next few days, Li Qingluo was busy with Nanjia's affairs.
The news of the tragic death of Twelve Niang of the Pei Mansion spread like wildfire and soon became known to everyone in the entire Jinling City.
The Peiguo Mansion, which had kept a low profile for thirty years, was pushed to the forefront overnight, and everyone wanted to talk about it.
When Princess Nanping heard the news, her eyes were swollen from crying.
"Why can Pan Li be resurrected from the dead, but my sister Nan Jia has to die so miserably?!"
"God is so unfair! I'd rather have ten Pan Lis die than have my sister Nan Jia die! Ahhh... wuwuwu..."
"I heard that the thieves dismembered her body and tore it apart... It's so tragic! Wuuwuwu..."
Li Qingluo quickly covered Princess Nanping's sobbing mouth: "Don't let your father hear it!"
"What if both of them died? Do you still think so?"
Only then did Princess Nanping calm down and sob.
Pei Nanjia's funeral was delayed again and again because the Dali Temple Minister wanted to keep the body to solve the case.
But the Pei family wanted to bury the person in peace.
Therefore, Duke Pei sent people to the Dali Temple to make trouble.
Finally, Pei Yuan stood up and said, "My daughter, I, Pei Yuan, have the final say!"
"As long as the murderer who tortured and murdered her is not apprehended, my Jia'er will remain in the Dali Temple as a harbinger of my daughter's vengeance. I will never rest in peace, even if she is never buried!"
On that day, it was said that Pei Yuan was standing in front of the Dali Temple in white clothes and with white hair, crying with red eyes, and announcing every word to the world with tears and blood.
However, at that moment, a handsome man in a Taoist robe, with a graceful demeanor like a banished immortal, stumbled out from the side with disheveled hair.
He stared with a pair of equally blood-red eyes, his face full of extreme sorrow, and walked towards the Dali Temple step by step.
"Twelve Lady... Twelve Lady... No, this is not true, it's not true—"