C87 Bones of the Coffin

Everything's normal, before the storm comes, it's always quiet.

Mu Ruqing was wearing a lotus pink silk embroidered jacket. She casually dressed up and when she looked at it, it showed her delicate beauty.

"Miss, the madam calls for you." Xiangyi stood at the bottom of the stairs and no longer had her usual respect.

What should have come has come. Xiangyi, your heart has always been on your mother's side. Mu Ruqing did not answer and went out with Lingyue. When they passed by Xiangyi, she asked with a sad tone, "In the end, it was unable to soften you, right?"

Xiangyi was stunned. Mu Ruqing did not have anything to say to her but her personality was causing trouble. She did not want to lower herself to another level just because she was servant girl. So Yuan Zhen's gaze never stopped on her. Biting his lips and lowering his head, he followed behind the two of them.

"Father, mother." Mu Ruqing came to Mrs Miao's courtyard and gave a bow.

Both of their expressions were different. The only thing that was the same was probing. The love in their eyes for their daughter had long disappeared.

"You are here." Mrs Miao asked coldly, "Are your hands better? Maybe you are playing the piano?"

Mu Ruqing was stunned. Mrs Miao was holding on to this and refused to let go? She weakly opened her mouth and said, "I can't play the piano yet."

"Then why don't you tell me the name of the song I taught you to play." Mrs Miao ordered with the last bit of tenderness in her voice.

"Daughter..." Mu Ruqing stared into Mrs Miao and Mu Po's eyes and did not dodge, "I can't remember. After all, that was when I was young."

"Is that so?" Mrs Miao sized Mu Ruqing up and said bitterly, "My daughter will remember."

"What does mother mean by this?" Mu Ruqing's eyelids twitched and she stood up with a face full of grievance.

"You will know when you see someone." Mu Po finally opened his mouth. Compared to Mrs Miao, his tone was filled with reluctance.

Lau Fenglan entered the room with her broken thoughts.

"Aunt Duan Nian? Why are you here? Aunt Rong Jing said you did something wrong and ran out. At first, I didn't believe it. " Mu Ruqing took the initiative and said with an innocent face.

" Elder sister, what are you panicking about? Why did you confuse the public when you came?" Lau Fenglan frowned and teased.

"Thought Severing. Tell me what you know." Mrs Miao went straight to the point and did not give Mu Ruqing a chance to speak.

"Yes." Duan Nian replied and did not miss out a single word of what he said yesterday and repeated it again.

The more Mu Ruqing heard, the darker her face became and the more her expression collapsed. She used a handkerchief to cover her face and cried, "Aunt Duan Nian, I know you don't like me, but I didn't expect you to be so vicious. Slandering me, let's not talk about other things. Just say that I have returned to the residence these few days. Have you done anything that endangers the Prime Minister's residence? "

"Elder sister, ah, no, what should I call you?" Lau Fenglan said complacently, "Now that there are witnesses, let's see how you can explain when the material evidence comes later."

"Father, mother, daughter was wrongly accused. Daughter grew up in the temple since she was young. How could such a thing happen?" Mu Ruqing struggled and knelt down.

"It is because you grew up in the temple that the credibility of this matter is high. Let me ask you, you do not know the name of the song. What about the scar on the back of the head? Only my daughter and I know that. I combed your hair yesterday, there were no signs of injury..." Mrs Miao also cried out in pain," Who exactly are you? Where is my Qing?"

"Mother, I am your Qing, the daughter of the Prime Minister!" Mu Ruqing pointed at the thought severing and said hatefully," Who ordered you to do this? You said that this matter is related to King Chu, so why don't you ask King Chu?"

"What did the young lady say!?" Duan Nian said with a harsh tone, "Monks don't lie."

"Monks? Are you worthy? Don't humiliate the reputation of Mo'an Temple!" Mu Ruqing stood up and looked at Mu Po. Her cries were lovable. " Father, mother, do you know how she was chased out? She had an affair with the old man who delivered food to the temple and was chased out by Aunt Rongjing! "

" Don't speak nonsense! " Duan Nian's eyes dodged a few times and pointed at Mu Ruqing, unconvinced, "This is a false accusation!"

"How would I know if what you said was false or not? Just based on one side of the story, father and mother believed her? If you say that I'm not your daughter, then why don't you believe me? " Mu Ruqing kept her tears and felt wronged," Just because I'm young, I can't remember? The scars can also be diluted. Daoist Priest Yuan and Miss Miao both have this ability! "

"It's easy to say. Daoist Priest Yuan and Miss Miao have always been close to you. Naturally, they will speak to you." Lau Fenglan choked from time to time. It was not easy to find a weakness in you. How could she let it go so easily?

Just as she was at a loss, the soldiers that Mu Po sent out carried a large object that covered Bai Lian. They asked for instructions at the door," Reporting to prime minister, we have already dug it out. "

Mu Po stood up and strode out of the door. His expression was complicated. His hands were shaking so badly that he didn't dare to pull open the door.

The few of them followed him out.

"Let's see how you are going to quibble this time!" Lau Fenglan fiercely gritted her teeth beside Mu Ruqing.

Mu Ruqing looked up at her as if she was looking at a clown. In the blink of an eye, she looked at Bai Lian. If her guess was correct, it must be a coffin.

"Open it!" Mu Po closed his eyes. Every breath he took was filled with pain.

Bai Lian was ripped off and a black coffin appeared in front of everyone. The coffin was covered with soil, and it gave off a cold aura and a faint corpse smell.

"Zhi Zhi Zhi!" This was the sound of a wooden nail being pulled out when the coffin was opened.

Half of the coffin's lid was removed, and a stench spread out. Everyone pinched their noses.

Mu Po and Mrs Miao came forward and looked into the coffin.

There was a white bone lying in the coffin. It was wearing the red silk hook dress that Mrs Miao made for Mu Ruqing. Mrs Miao was so angry that her heart was about to explode and she was about to faint when Mu Po quickly held her and called out a few times, "Madam, Madam!"

"You, who are you!? You caused the death of my daughter! You accompanied my daughter! " Mrs Miao slowed down and rushed over to grab Mu Ruqing's clothes and push.

Mu Ruqing had a dejected look and all the strength in her body was drained. She sat on the ground and Lingyue could not support her by herself.

"Mother, the love you used to have for Qing was all fake? It is just a set of clothes made of white bones and you don't recognize this daughter?" Mu Ruqing somewhat collapsed and shouted at Mrs Miao who was still beating her. " Lingyue, bring me the clothes that my mother made for me. Since Mother doesn't believe me, burn it in front of everyone! "

Mrs Miao saw Mu Ruqing's determined look and was a little shaken. Mu Po looked at Mrs Miao disappointedly," Why aren't you helping Madam up! "

"If the bones in the coffin are your daughter, why don't you ask the coroner to come and examine it?" Mu Ruqing also did not back down and got up.

"Uncle, Fenglan also feel that it should be examined. It can also make her convinced." Of course Lau Fenglan was not afraid of the coroner's examination. The bones in the coffin were only 15-16 years old. This was found after searching for a long time...

" Go and invite the coroner over! " Mu Po waved his hand and ordered a soldier.

"Yes." The soldier quickly ran down after receiving the order.

Not long after, Lingyue came with a set of red clothes.

Mu Ruqing grabbed the clothes and shook it in front of Mrs Miao, "Mother, take a look. The clothes you made for your daughter are here. Your daughter will take good care of it and will not be able to bear to wear it. Now that you look at it, it is your daughter who is being sentimental!"

Mrs Miao took the clothes and it was indeed made by herself. It was exactly the same as the one in the coffin but it was as if it was new. She immediately had no idea and her expression changed again and again.

"The clothes can be forged." Lau Fenglan's face darkened. Didn't she already steal the clothes? Why...

"Why didn't you say that the coffin was fake? I am a living person, and I serve my father and mother, and you use a skeleton... A nun who had an affair with someone, just say that I am fake... The white bone is real. In your eyes, I can't even compare to the framing of a adulterer. And the bones in this coffin!" Mu Ruqing looked at Mu Po and Mrs Miao and said sorrowfully. "Father and mother, your daughter's heart is too cold!"

" Qing... " Mu Po's expression changed. Although there was some guilt on his face, he did not continue to speak. He did not know who to trust.