C9 Ma Ziling's Blood

When the horses were not far away, they could not see who it was. When they approached, they recognized it. Wasn't the leader of the horses the sickly Ruan Ange whom they had met last time?

Ning Wanqing did not know what was going on, but she actually felt a little excited.

Sure enough, from the moment Ruan Ange dismounted to walking in front of them, he always had a dead face. No wonder Ning Wanqing found it interesting.

Qu Sifeng took the lead and bowed to Ning Wanqing, "This lowly subject greets Ninth Prince."

"Why are you all here?"

"I'm curious as well. Why did Ninth Prince come to the wilderness?" Ning Wanqing asked. Qu Sifeng smiled and gestured for Ning Wanqing to lean back. Ruan Ange's expression was a little strange. He looked like he was in a bad mood. She did not want to offend him.

"When the magistrate was searching Xue Yong's room, he found a handwritten letter in his room." Ruan Ange raised his eyes and looked at Ning Wanqing. It was obvious that he had recognized her. "The letter mentioned this, so he brought someone to take a look."

He stared at Qu Sifeng and said word by word, "Where is Lord Qu? Don't you want to explain why he is here?"

Qu Sifeng was about to explain when Ning Wanqing shouted, "Your Highness Ninth Prince, can you show me the letter you found at Xue Yong's place?"

"How dare you! Shouting in front of Ninth Prince! "Men! Cut off her tongue! "

Stop! " "Stop! I did not give the order. You have crossed the line, did you not?"

Qu Sifeng pulled Ning Wanqing to his back worriedly, afraid that something would happen. Ning Wanqing was even more surprised. Ruan Ange was being protected so well that his tongue would be cut off even if he shouted in front of her. Wasn't that a bit exaggerated?

"You want to see, but have you ever thought about why this prince would give it to you?"

She opened her mouth and answered, "Because I have already grasped the cause of Xue Yong's death. Shouldn't I take a look at what the letter was written just like that?"

"How did Xue Yong die?" Ruan Ange asked.

She shook her head. "Ninth Prince, didn't anyone tell you to be sincere?"

He hesitated for a moment and took out a piece of paper from his sleeve. "How did Xue Yong die?"

Ning Wanqing proudly took the letter. At first, she was very confident, but when she saw the contents of the letter, she was stunned. What is this? The circles were dotted. Who knew what was written?

He had no choice but to ask Qu Sifeng for help. "Look, this is written on it!"

In fact, he leaned against his ear and whispered, "What is written on it? " I don't know how to read. "

He was stunned for a moment and then replied in a low voice, "This is to ask Xue Yong to come to Ma Ziling on the fifth day of the fifth month..."

He did not continue reading the rest of the content because the letter was signed with "Sister Xue Shu." Qu Sifeng immediately asked after reading it. "What's going on? How could it be written by Xue Yong's sister?"

The hairpin that he found in Xue Yong's stomach and the letter he got today all linked Xue Yong's death to his sister.

But would a person who had disappeared for a year really suddenly appear and use such a method to kill his family?

"You still haven't told me how Xue Yong died." His tone was full of dissatisfaction.

"It was an embroidery needle." She took a deep breath. She finally understood the contents of the letter.

At this time, everyone felt a chill on their backs. Xue Yong's sister was called Xue Shu. There was no news of her after she disappeared a year ago. Perhaps it really was a disaster.

"I think it's impossible. The blame is too obvious." She said so, but the people of ancient times did not know much about it. This kind of framing was reasonable.

"You guys, go and check if there are any families nearby, see if you can find any clues." He waved his hand and a few people agreed. They rode their horses and started to split up the investigation.

Wait. After Ruan Ange assigned the tasks to those people, he finally started to question them. "How do you know that Xue Yong died because of an embroidery needle?"

Qu Sifeng could only lie as a scapegoat. "When she went to check on the day of the crime, she didn't expect it. She only figured it out last night."

They searched around the area and found almost nothing. Only Ning Wanqing, who seemed absent-minded, found a jade pendant in a pile of rocks.

"Is there a word on this jade pendant?" Ning Wanqing felt that she had read books for more than 20 years for nothing. She did not know what these ghost drawings meant.

Ruan Ange was the closest to her. He frowned and came closer. Sure enough, he saw the word "Shu Qian" engraved on it. He said, "It's Xue Shu's jade pendant."

Qu Sifeng, who noticed the abnormality, also came over. "Jade pendant?"

Ning Wanqing was puzzled. Jade pendant was useless. Why did all the killers in ancient dramas drop their own jade pendant?

"Wait, there seems to be something wrong with this jade pendant."

"What problem?" The two of them said in unison.

Ning Wanqing rubbed the jade pendant and frowned. Look, this jade pendant does not seem to have fallen naturally. Instead, it seems to have been torn off."

The jade pendant looked like it had fallen a long time ago. Even the color of the rope had turned a little white due to the sun and rain, but one could still see the traces of the broken rope on the jade pendant.

"It was broken?"

"Yes, and the tear is very violent. There is a pile of rocks nearby. Perhaps the owner of the jade pendant fell, someone pulled her hard and just happened to pull the jade pendant..." As she spoke, there was no more words left.

The two of them only saw her lowering her head and looking for something in the pile of rocks. Qu Sifeng asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Blood." She gave a short answer.

If it was such a strong pulling force, perhaps the blood stains could still be seen on the pile of stones!

After she gave a brief explanation, the three of them started searching. Her efforts were not in vain. She really found a pool of blood on the pile of stones. The blood was dark black in color. If one did not carefully identify it, it would look like the color of the stone itself. However, she could wipe off the color with just a touch. She could also crush it into powder. It was clearly the appearance of the dried blood and solidified.

The blood dried for a long time. She speculated that the blood had formed at least a month ago. The jade pendant was at least something from that time.

The area of the blood on the stone was not small. It almost spread from the top of the stone to the ground, indicating that the blood loss of the victim was not small. Such a large amount of blood loss, even if it was in front of modern doctors, it might not necessarily be able to recover.

"I think it can't be Xue Shu."

Qu Sifeng was puzzled. He heard her say, "Because Xue Shu could very likely die before his brother. There is no possibility of killing her."