This Is the Last Time You Hit Me
Ji Yunshu did not sleep all night. She sat on the bed with her arms wrapped around her knees. She raised her head and stared at the small window in front of her.
The darkness gradually brightened.
Until the next day.
For the whole night, her heart was inexplicably restless.
She even had a bad premonition!
After an unknown amount of time, the cell door was suddenly opened and someone walked in.
The person's footsteps were very light, as if they were afraid of disturbing her.
Very carefully!
Magistrate Liu stood behind her. His eyeballs were tightly pressed under his eyelids as he exhaled a breath.
He softly called out, "Yunshu …"
His tone was clearly filled with regret!
Ji Yunshu's eyes moved slightly, as if she was attracted by the light outside the window.
She pursed her pale lips, not intending to reply.
Magistrate Liu sighed with a conflicted expression. He rubbed his hands in his sleeves and opened his mouth.
His tone was light as he said, "This morning, I received … received a report saying that the murderer has been found."
'Huh?'
Ji Yunshu could faintly feel the hesitation in Magistrate Liu's voice.
He intended to continue listening to her.
"Luan 'er, she … she's dead! She committed suicide to escape punishment. She hanged herself. "
"…"
Suddenly, a trace of astonishment appeared in Ji Yunshu's tranquil eyes.
She glanced sideways and asked, "What did you say?"
"Luan 'er, she … she hanged herself."
Her body trembled fiercely. Her arms that were hugging her knees tightened and her palms clenched into fists.
The uneasiness of the whole night surged from her chest to the tip of her nose and her eyes. They were slightly red and sore!
She endured the pain!
After a long time …
"When?" Her voice was trembling and hoarse.
"Last night at the Zi hour."
"Where?"
"In the room in the west courtyard of the Ji Mansion."
In an instant, tears flowed from her eyes and flowed out as she closed them.
She endured the pain in her chest and clenched her teeth. Her sharp nails dug into her flesh, squeezing against each other, bringing with it a faint smell of blood.
Ji Yunshu appeared calm and serene in the midst of her shock.
But under this skin, her heart was riddled with thousands of holes!
She should have thought of it. She should have thought of it earlier!
Magistrate Liu, who was standing behind him, smacked his lips. Although he couldn't bear to do it, he still said.
"The coroner's examination confirmed that she committed suicide. Beside her, there was a note left behind by Luan 'er. She had confessed all her crimes. Yunshu, you're fine now."
That's right, Luan 'er admitted her crime, she's fine now!
She was free!
By the time she finished speaking, the magistrate had already handed her the slip of paper.
Ji Yunshu's eyes reddened as she took the paper. The crooked handwriting on it was indeed Luan 'er's handwriting.
"She has already admitted that she was the one who poisoned the wine. Her goal was to prevent you from marrying into the Wei Mansion and becoming the wife of a fool. That was why she poisoned the wine that night."
Magistrate Liu repeated the contents of the letter.
There were not many words in the letter, but all the responsibilities were shouldered.
Ji Yunshu's fingernails, which had some flesh stuck to them, gently scratched the paper.
She was the one who taught Luan 'er how to write.
The pain in her heart was similar to those densely packed words. Every stroke felt like a knife cutting into her chest.
When her fingertip reached the last word of the inscription …
She paused!
Under the black words, there was an indistinct fingerprint!
Ji Yunshu's expression froze. This wide fingerprint was definitely not Luan 'er's.
Moreover, the fingerprint was pressed under the words. It must have been made before the letter was written.
She brought the fingerprint closer to her nose and sniffed it. Apart from the smell of ink, there was also the smell of tangerine.
'What does this mean?'
She raised her eyes and understood.
There was a trace of astonishment.
She softly said, "Luan 'er didn't commit suicide."
When Magistrate Liu heard this, he was shocked. "She didn't commit suicide? Was she killed by someone? But the coroner said that she really did commit suicide! "
'Did the coroner make a mistake?'
Ji Yunshu's knees moved and she got off the bed. Her eyes were filled with tears, but her expression was solemn.
"Where's Luan 'er's body?"
"The Ji Mansion sent it to the memorial hall."
Ji Yunshu put away the slip of paper and didn't say anything. She quickly walked out of the prison cell.
Magistrate Liu chased after her for a few steps before he stopped. He scratched his head in confusion.
Fortunately, the murderer had confessed, so Ji Yunshu was safe.
Outside the prison, someone from the Ji Mansion came to pick her up.
It was an old nanny serving Old Madame Ji.
When she saw Ji Yunshu come out, she stepped forward. "Third Miss, I'm here on Old Madame's order to bring you back to the mansion."
Ji Yunshu's expression was cold. She bypassed the old nanny and walked forward.
"Third Miss, where are you going?"
The old nanny chased after her and stopped her.
"Get out of the way."
"Everyone in the mansion is waiting for you. You should come back with me first."
It was as if she was ordering her.
Ji Yunshu's cold eyes stared at her, causing the old nanny's body to tremble.
Her gaze was as if she wanted to kill her.
Ji Yunshu coldly said, "Go back and tell my father and grandmother that if there is something fishy about Luan 'er's death, I won't let anyone off. Murderers must pay with their lives!"
"Ah!"
The old nanny was so scared that her face turned green.
When did that delicate and timid Third Miss have such a fierce look in her eyes?
When did she say such sharp words?!
She was still in a daze when Ji Yunshu left in a hurry.
Not long after, she arrived at the memorial hall alone.
At that moment, Fu Bo happened to be covering Luan 'er's body with a white cloth. When he saw her, he took the white cloth off.
She silently stood at the side.
Ji Yunshu stood at the entrance with red eyes. Step by step, she walked to Luan 'er's body.
Luan 'er lay on the cold wooden board. Her face was deathly pale, and her eyes, which were always filled with tears, were tightly closed.
"Luan 'er …"
Ji Yunshu reached out and gently touched Luan 'er's cold cheek. She suddenly shivered and withdrew her fingers into her sleeves.
Her tears fell like a waterfall. She thought of the five years she spent with Luan 'er. She had long regarded her as her own family.
She even thought of waiting until she had enough money to buy Luan 'er's dowry, marrying her off to a good family.
She didn't ask for great wealth, nor did she ask for delicacies!
She only looked forward to them working at sunrise! Returning at sunset!
She didn't expect that she would leave like this before she could enjoy the best years of her life!
"Didn't I tell you to listen to me and not to meddle in this matter? Why didn't you listen? How can I feel at ease now? "
She felt extremely uncomfortable.
Fu Bo sighed and walked over with his back hunched.
"Everyone will die. Some will die peacefully, some will die miserably, and some will die for a reason. Humans are just an empty shell. What truly survives is the soul. When humans die, they live. When humans live, they die. Why should we care about whether they live or die?"
Ji Yunshu took a deep breath and wiped away the tears in her eyes. She looked at Fu Bo.
She asked him, "Fu Bo, if it were you, what would you do?"
Fu Bo smiled faintly. "Yunshu, for the past five years, you painted bones and examined corpses. Wasn't it to redress the grievances of the people? Now, you mustn't let your emotions affect your decisions. What needs to be investigated must be investigated. "
Fu Bo turned around and put his hands behind his back. He bowed and said, "It seems that this time, there's no need to boil white vinegar water."
His voice gradually faded away.
Ji Yunshu pursed her small and pale lips, trying hard to control her emotions.
Then, she put on her gloves and examined Luan 'er's corpse.
Her body was stiff, and her limbs were stiff. Livor mortis had already appeared on her abdomen. She looked at the purple bruise on her throat, which extended from her throat to the back of her ears.
When she opened her mouth, she saw that her tongue was slightly curled up.
She determined that she had indeed hanged herself to death.
Ji Yunshu was not surprised.
She took off her gloves and looked at Luan 'er calmly. "Luan' er, a life for a life. I won't forgive the person who forced you to commit suicide."
She pulled the white cloth and slowly covered Luan 'er's body.
When she came out, she saw Fu Bo burning incense outside. She didn't say anything and left.
It had been two hours since she had been released from prison when she returned to the Ji Mansion from the memorial hall.
This time, she didn't enter from the side door of the West Courtyard. Instead, she went through the main entrance.
He was going in with his head held high!
In the past five years, this was the first time she went through the main entrance after her soul transmigrated.
It was drizzling, and her long black hair seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
Her bright eyes were resolutely opened under her wet eyelashes. She followed her footsteps and slowly walked into the main hall of the Wei Mansion.
The people of the Ji family were sitting in the main hall. Pairs of sharp eyes were fixed on her body, as if they wanted to skin her alive.
Ji Yunshu didn't evade their gazes.
The water droplets on her hair seeped into the clothes on her shoulders and stuck to her skin. The coldness in her eyes seemed to intensify.
The people of the Ji family were caught off guard.
Ji Yunshu walked into the main hall with her back straight. Her expression was cold, but her eyes were cold and full of anger.
Ji Shuhan was furious. He rebuked her, "Didn't I send someone to pick you up? Now that you're fine, why are you making a fuss? Haven't you lost enough face? "
Making a fuss? Was she making a fuss?
Losing face? What face did she lose?
Luan 'er was dead. To these people, was she just an ice-cold corpse?
She sneered and looked at her father. "Is a human life equivalent to grass?"
"You …"
Ji Shuhan was startled.
Old Madame Ji said in a muffled voice, "Yunshu, he's already dead. That girl killed someone and committed suicide to escape punishment. Although you're her master, you shouldn't let your emotions affect your decisions. She killed someone, she herself …"
Ji Yunshu interrupted her before she could finish.
"Luan 'er didn't kill anyone."
Her voice was as firm as ice, piercing the eardrums of the people around her.
The people sitting in the hall looked at each other in dismay.
Bang!
Ji Shuhan slammed the table and stood up.
He angrily said, "This matter has been settled. Don't mention it again!"
Don't mention it?
Why did she mention it …
"Luan 'er didn't kill anyone with poison. She was forced to commit suicide."
"Shut up!" Ji Shuhan roared. "I don't care how she died. In short, for the future of our Ji family, no more incidents can happen. You've already come out safe and sound. Even if Luan 'er died in your place, it won't be regretful."
"I won't let this go. I will find the murderer and seek justice for Uncle Wei, Aunt Wei, and Luan 'er!"
As his voice faded away …
Bang!
A heavy slap landed on her pale face.
Ji Yunshu's face was flushed. She slowly turned her head and looked at the vicious man in front of her.
Her cold eyes gradually darkened, revealing a suffocating anger.
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