His voice was very low, and everyone around him focused on the two maids and Han Ruoshi's testimony. Almost no one heard his low voice.

But I heard it.

However, when I looked along his gaze, I could only see Liu Qinghan's pale, calm, with almost no ups and downs, and no warmth, almost integrated with the half-cold mask on his face.

Everything that happened around him seemed to have nothing to do with him, he could not hear or see.

At this moment, Han Ruoshi looked at me with a smile: "Even if Sister Qingying really comes here, it's probably just to find Miaoyan. Who can say that she has a disagreement with the princess and beat the princess again? Can she really determine that she is the murderer of the princess?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Han Zitong, who had been squatting beside Miaoyan, became a little uneasy. She hurried over and grabbed her arm and shook it gently: "Sister, don't talk nonsense."

“…”

As he said this, Han Zitong looked back at me again, her eyes seemed entangled, and she murmured: "She, how could she be--"

Han Ruoshi frowned and looked at her, but immediately smiled and said, "I know, I just want to tell everyone that Qingying may not be the murderer."

Although she said so, everyone's thoughts had already followed the other side of her words.

A person who has always been disagreeing with the princess even beat the bride on the day of the princess' wedding, and after that, he appeared near the bridal chamber where the murder scene was -

All we can think of is one fact.

I looked back at her coldly, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "Thank you Miss Ruoshi for expelling me."

She also looked at me with a smile: "Sister Qingying."

"Speaking of this, I can't be the murderer, because Mu Hua had just said that the princess was injured very deeply, and even an ordinary adult might not be able to do it."

Xue Muhua nodded quickly: "Yes."

I reached out and stroked my shoulders, and said, "And my shoulders have been injured once before."

As soon as he said this, Pei Yuanhao and Pei Yuanxiu both turned around and looked at me.

I said calmly: "I am still injured, how can I kill someone?"

Han Ruoshi's eyes immediately showed a chill, but it also immediately. The chill flashed by and replaced by concern: "Sister Qingying is injured? He didn't tell us any more, so I can ask the doctors in the mansion to help my sister take a look."

"No need, a doctor has seen it."

"What do you say about the doctor?"

“…Don’t bear any more weight on the wound.”

She immediately smiled and said, "Since that's the case, it's not a big deal, that's fine."

My face suddenly sank.

However, before she could say anything, she saw her step forward and asked with concern: "When did Sister Zhiqingying get injured?"

I said in a deep voice: "Seven days ago."

This time, Pei Yuanhao and Pei Yuanxiu turned around and looked at me.

Even if others don’t know, they are still very clear. Especially Pei Yuanhao looked at the injury I was injured, and also watched the doctor correct my bones and told me how to treat me after healing. That was the day when I brought Miaoyan across the river to meet him seven days ago.

As for Pei Yuanxiu, even if he didn't know it at the time, I believe someone would tell him in detail afterwards that he would not know anything about my injuries.

So, when I met their eyes, I seemed calm and dull.

At this time, Han Ruoshi looked at me with a smile and said, "Oh, it's been seven days."

...

The people around him immediately looked subtle.

Not only those people, my face also changed.

It's been seven days...

This sentence is very simple, but very subtle. Although I just repeated my words, I focused on the number of days.

Her meaning is already very obvious.

It's been seven days.

After all, it's been seven days, how could it be that the injury is still so serious?

Besides, she said it very clearly just now. I can’t tell at all that I have been injured in the mansion these days. Maybe I pretended to be deliberately.

I couldn't help but frown.

This method was just what I used to humiliate her at her "Hongmen Banquet" that day, but I didn't expect that she learned so quickly. Moreover, I just used that sentence to hit her wish to marry Pei Yuanxiu, but she used it so quickly in a situation where I killed me!

I looked up at her, looking at her pale face and sickly slender body. After a while, I smiled and nodded gently at her.

It seems that I really underestimated her.

She is much harder to deal with than all the opponents I have encountered in the past.

She didn't want to defeat me, she took my life. Once I was convicted here, no matter what the attitude of Pei Yuanhao and Pei Yuanfeng were, the crime of killing the eldest princess must be executed. There is no room for ease, and I will definitely die. If Pei Yuanxiu wants to do anything, it will directly involve the confrontation between the two forces.

I gave them an excuse to start a war!

In the bridal chamber, hundreds of eyes were looking at me inside and out, and they all had such doubtful eyes.

It was not the first time I had to bear such a gaze, nor was it the first time I fell into such a situation, but at this moment, I calmed down.

I was silent for a long time, gritted my teeth gently, and then said, "Indeed, it's been seven days, and my injuries are almost healed. It's not a problem to say that the sword-dance is playing with swords."

As I said this, the people around me couldn't help but gasp. Pei Yuanxiu turned to look at me: "Qingying!"

"but--"

I said lightly: "My injury has worsened again."

“Higher?”

When Han Ruoshi heard this, she could hardly help but smile on her face, but she immediately said, "How could Sister Qingying's injury worsen?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "For the marriage between the eldest princess and the prince-consort today, I have prepared a gift for them."

"Greetings?"

People around you looked at me, and I looked at you, and they were a little confused. Pei Yuanhao had waved his hand and immediately walked over to the other side of the bridal chamber and took out a brocade box. It was the gift we gave to Liu Qinghan before. He opened it and took out the heavy and soft brocade silk from it. As soon as he unfolded, countless different shapes on it, but with extremely exquisite embroidered characters from the word "四" came into everyone's eyes.

Han Ruoshi couldn't help but say, "Didn't this brocade beggar come to the mansion and embroider it for three days? How could my sister's injury worsen this?"

“…”

I was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "I embroidered it alone."

Pei Yuanxiu suddenly turned around and looked at me.

Even Pei Yuanhao looked at me, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

There were already countless people gasping in the crowd, and some people could not help but whispered—

"It was done by one person?"

"How is that possible?"

"Can you embroider it in three days? Impossible!"

Of course, some people's focus is not on "three days", but on "embroidery by one person". Those eyes clearly have a hint of exploration, or even a little dark meaning.

I said calmly: "Although I found the embroidery lady from the embroidery workshop, I thought about it later that this gift was extraordinary. It was a wedding gift for Princess Anguo and the Prince Consort. Naturally, I had to strive for excellence, so I embroidered it by myself. Because of this, my injuries worsened a little."

After saying that, I raised my head and said lightly: "The embroidery workshop I am looking for is Qingyun embroidery workshop in Jixiang Village. If you don't believe it, you can go and investigate it immediately, and their boss will tell you the truth."

Speaking of this, the civil and military officials and princes and princes around him were a little hesitant, but Han Ruoshi's face obviously darkened.

Although my words may not be completely convincing, if someone tests me and someone comes to test me for injury, it will not be so easy to frame it again.

This time, Han Ruoshi seemed to be a little anxious, and a little chill flashed in her eyes.

"Sister, since my sister can do her best to the eldest princess' wedding gift, what kind of conflict is that it makes my sister and the princess have a dispute and even started fighting?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Pei Yuanxiu suddenly said in a deep voice: "Ruoshi."

Han Ruoshi looked up at him and said with a smile: "Young master, I am also helping my sister to clear her suspicion for her--"

"shut up!"

“…”

Pei Yuanxiu shouted coldly.

Han Ruoshi was stunned for a moment. He probably had never seen Pei Yuanxiu's expression like this, nor had he heard him say this. He looked at him blankly for a moment, and immediately, a look of tears appeared on his pale face, and a little tears were stained with his eyes.

Usually, Han Zitong would feel heartbroken when she was like this. At this time, she immediately reached out to hold her sister's thin shoulders, constantly stroking and comforting her, but when she looked up at me, her eyes were clearly entangled and difficult, as if she wanted to ask me for the truth.

And at this moment, Wen Fengxi, who had not spoken, suddenly whispered in a quiet voice: "Qinghan."

His voice was very low, and it was easily overlooked in an occasion with so many people, but at this moment, everyone held their breath. In the huge bridal chamber, there were almost a hundred people inside and outside, and they didn't even smell a cough and wheezing. Therefore, his low sound seemed particularly harsh.

Everyone's eyes gathered on him at this moment.

I also turned to look at him, but saw his eyes burning: "Qinghan, you-"

Liu Qinghan still sat there silently, but at this moment, the hand he originally held Pei Yuanzhen's hand tightly and slowly released. After releasing, Pei Yuanzhen's hand that had lost its blood immediately fell down and fell into a pool of blood.

The white jade-like hands were dyed blood red.

He raised his hand and interrupted Wen Fengxi's words. Wen Fengxi did not speak anymore, but frowned, the expression on his face became nervous and solemn, and his eyes were fixed on Liu Qinghan.

At this time, he slowly stood up.

The originally bright red wedding dress on his body had been dyed with blood into a solemn crimson red, reflecting his face, becoming more pale and unsightly.

Everyone in the room looked at his every move, and all his eyes were staring at his pale and almost transparent face. He lowered his eyelashes and was silent for a while, then raised his head and said calmly: "It's me."

...

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room was silent.

My body trembled and I turned my head to look at him.

The dark eyes seemed to have become a bottomless divine pool at this moment, without any ups and downs or even a little warmth, just looking at everyone calmly.

Pei Yuanhao, although he still maintained the calmness and majesty of the Supreme Lord of Nine Five, clearly felt that his breath was already messy. He glared at Liu Qinghan, his eyes and tone were cold: "What did you say?"
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