Whose daughter?
Suyun had committed suicide!
This was something that no one had expected.
The jailer took out a bloody handkerchief and handed it to Ji Yunshu.
The handkerchief was made of soft silk, with a few lines of crooked blood written on it. The two red and blue mulberry flowers were particularly eye-catching.
Ji Yunshu stiffened slightly. She pinched the handkerchief between her fingers and looked at it.
The handwriting should have been delicate and pretty, but it was written in blood. It was vigorous and powerful.
Three lines were clearly written on the handkerchief: I am willing to use my life to ensure Lin Duan's safety. To Teacher Ji.
Her hands trembled fiercely.
The embroidery threads of the two mulberry flowers rubbed against the lines on her fingertips like countless tiny knives, causing her to feel a dull pain.
She should have solved the case faster. Faster! Faster!
The regret in her heart was peeled layer by layer like an onion. Her eyes reddened.
She looked at the old steward and reprimanded him. "Do you know that you didn't just kill one person, but two?"
The old steward lowered his eyes, revealing a trace of remorse and guilt.
"I … I didn't want to do it." He shook his head.
"But in the end, you killed someone, and in the end, you harmed someone."
"I didn't want to. I really didn't want to …"
In the next moment, he abruptly raised his head. His previous indifference was gone, and he roared at Ji Yunshu.
"Do you think I'm happy that I killed my own daughter? If she hadn't done such a thing, I wouldn't have killed her. "
"Don't say anymore."
The two voices came one after the other. The silent Lord Zhou took a step forward. His eyes were filled with shock and fear as he stared at the old steward. His face was red as he pointed at him.
"You promised me that even if you died, you wouldn't say a word."
Wasn't Miss Zhou supposed to be Lord Zhou's daughter?
When did she become the old steward's daughter?
Everyone present, including Ji Yunshu, was shocked by this.
This was a shocking secret!
Jing Rong, who had been hiding in silence, curled his lips into a smile.
She gently patted her raised knee with one hand, full of interest.
Quick, quick, quick. This King can't wait to know the ins and outs of this case.
Due to Lord Zhou's voice, the old steward swallowed his words. However, his body trembled faintly and tears flowed from his sunken eyes. Cries of regret came from his mouth.
Magistrate Liu scratched his head with a blank look on his face.
Thus, he picked up the wooden block again.
"Pa!"
Ji Yunshu inwardly rolled her eyes at him. 'Is there something wrong with this guy's brain? Why is he taking pictures at this time?'
Magistrate Liu raised his voice and asked, "Speak clearly, speak clearly. What kind of matter was it? Explain everything clearly to this official. You are not allowed to hide anything in court. Otherwise, this official will punish you with a wooden plank. "
Serve your sister!
At this time, Madame Zhou lowered her body and sighed. She stepped forward. "Let me speak."
His voice was too deep, so deep that it was a little quiet.
Lord Zhou stepped forward and pulled her back. He said fearfully, "Madam, don't say it."
"It has already come to this. What else can't we let others know?" Madame Zhou's eyes seemed to have seen through everything.
Her gaze moved from the magistrate's body to the old steward who was trembling and sobbing on the ground. Then, it moved to Lord Zhou's body.
Her eyes were full of memories. "Twenty years ago, after I married Master, I couldn't bear a child for the Zhou family. No matter how I nurtured my body, it was to no avail. Later, after many treatments, I found out that it wasn't that I couldn't bear a child, it was that Master's body … couldn't bear it. During that time, Master frowned every day and drank until he was dead drunk. That's why I …"
Madame Zhou choked with sobs and wiped her tears with her sleeves.
She raised her head and continued, "At that time, I was also muddle-headed. That's why I thought of doing such a thing with Ah Jing. I only wanted to bear a child and fulfill Master's wish. After Master found out, he didn't blame me. Instead, he concealed this matter. We thought that this matter would be dropped and would never be brought up again."
Her gaze fell on the old steward.
"However, a few years ago, Ah Jing's daughter came to visit him. Because she accidentally dirtied Ning 'er's clothes, she was locked up by Ning' er. In the end, she was tortured to death. The wound on Ah Jing's face was also caused by Ning 'er when he was saving his daughter. Ah Jing was pained by the loss of his daughter, but Ning' er was still his daughter. That's why he didn't report it to the authorities and didn't tell anyone. Only me, Master, and him knew about it."
At this moment, Madame Zhou was sobbing uncontrollably.
Lord Zhou's face was twisted into a ball. He reached out to hug his wife, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Ji Yunshu understood the gist of the story.
Lord Zhou was impotent! Madame Zhou borrowed his sperm to give birth to a child!
The old steward had two biological daughters. One of them killed the other, and he killed the other!
It was really complicated!
No wonder Madame Zhou and Lord Zhou weren't angry when they found out that the old steward was the murderer.
At this point, the case was already clear.
However, everyone's mood became increasingly gloomy.
Even Jing Rong, who was originally in the mood to watch a good show, had a gloomy expression.
Magistrate Liu licked his dry lips. According to the procedure, he had to ask again, "Old housekeeper, because your daughter was killed by Miss Zhou that night, when you were scolded and beaten by Miss Zhou, you wanted to kill her, right?"
After a long time, the old steward shrunk his body. His sinister face was buried so deep that his gentle and remorseful eyes could no longer be seen.
Only one word could be heard. "Yes."
Magistrate Liu nodded his head in satisfaction. He glanced at the advisor, who picked up a piece of paper with the crime written on it. He walked in front of the old steward and placed it on the ground. Then, he pressed the old steward's thumb into the red mud, and pressed it on the crime.
Miss Zhou's murder case was finally over.
However, no one seemed to be excited.
Especially Ji Yunshu.
The old steward was escorted to prison. Lord Zhou and Madame Zhou hugged each other and cried bitterly. Their hearts were like dead ashes as they left.
In the yamen's public hall, Ji Yunshu was still standing there, staring blankly at the plaque above the hall.
The Mirror of Eminence!
She couldn't help but sigh.
In her hand, she was still holding the handkerchief embroidered with mulberry flowers.
She really hated herself. She hated herself for not investigating the case sooner. If it wasn't for Ji Lingzhi, she might have been able to save Suyun before she had suicidal thoughts.
She hated herself even more. Why did she leave the oil lamp to her?
Magistrate Liu saw that she was standing there for a long time. He waved his hand. "Disperse, disperse."
The yamen runners on both sides received the order to withdraw.
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