Chapter 826 Does Zhuang Shihan have a whip?

"Zhuang Shihan killed him."

Seeing Song Yanxi, Li Cheng, who had been gritting his teeth and keeping silent, finally spoke, his voice unusually hoarse.

He grabbed her hand and said excitedly, "Princess, it's Zhuang Shihan!"

As he spoke, he tremblingly took out a blood-stained handkerchief from his sleeve.

Song Yanxi recognized it at a glance. It was the handkerchief that Zhuang Shihan always carried with her.

When she was in the border town, she would embroider such a small yellow flower on the scarf she used as a mask, which made it hard to forget.

In addition, she usually wore brightly colored clothes, so even if her face was covered, few people would mistake them for each other.

Otherwise, Zhuang Shihan would not have been forced to come up with such a stupid idea, bribing Liu Goudan to steal the herbs from her tent in an attempt to take all the credit.

As a result, not only did he fail to get the credit, but he also provoked Liu Goudan, a scoundrel, and got himself into trouble for nothing.

She can tolerate a child like Liu Goudan, but she can't tolerate Li Zhuang?

There must be something else that they don’t know.

Song Yanxi clenched the handkerchief and soothed her gently, "Don't be afraid, tell me slowly what you saw.

Don't be anxious. If you feel uncomfortable, stop and don't make things difficult for yourself."

Li Cheng closed his eyes and said with an unpleasant expression: "Blood, so much blood."

He was feeling nauseous when he suddenly smelled a clear herbal fragrance, and the drowsy feeling disappeared completely in an instant.

Knowing that it must be Song Yanxi who was helping him, he quickly took a few deep breaths and felt his mind become clearer.

When I recalled that bloody scene, I no longer had the urge to vomit.

But the more clearly he saw, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Li Cheng slowly opened his eyes, his voice choked with sobs, "Princess, Zhuangzhuang is actually not a bad person."

Song Yanxi was unwilling to comment on whether Li Zhuang was a bad boy.

The people are already dead, there is no point in them talking about this now.

However, based on her understanding of Li Zhuang, if he was still standing here at this moment, he would probably still point at her nose and call her a murderer, asking him to pay for his mother's life.

The most important thing at the moment is to know what key information Li Zhuang left behind before his death, and whether it is possible to deduce who the murderer is.

Song Yanxi is just a doctor, not a coroner, and the information he can get from the corpse is very limited. He can only pin his hopes on Li Cheng.

Knowing that Li Cheng had just been frightened, she did not rush to ask further questions, but turned around and poured him a glass of water.

Li Cheng drank two sips of water, but his face still looked ugly.

He thought about it again and again, and still shook his head, "Princess, I'm sorry."

Song Yanxi patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, think carefully, what else did Li Zhuang say besides yelling about wanting to see me?"

Looking at his painful expression, she reminded him, "Don't think about Li Zhuang vomiting blood. Think about the past and see if you have missed any details."

Li Cheng murmured, "Think forward."

Li Zhi, who was guarding the door, saw how upset his brother was, so he ran in quickly and said, "Princess, don't ask any more questions. That ungrateful guy, Li Zhuang, didn't even say a word."

Song Yanxi asked: "Can you repeat those two sentences?"

Li Zhi looked annoyed. "It's not something nice to say. Princess, please don't ask."

“That’s very important to me.”

Song Yanxi looked at him and said solemnly, "This is also very important to Li Zhuang."

She could see that although Li Zhi said he hated Li Zhuang and called him an ungrateful person, he was still thinking about their fellow countryman and found it hard to accept his death.

This can be seen from the fact that he ran from Yan's house to the Princess's Mansion in one breath to ask her to save people.

But compared to the introverted Li Cheng, Li Zhi is more sharp-tongued. Even if his heart is warm, the words he says are sharp and unpleasant.

It was precisely because of his thorny nature that he was able to protect Li Cheng on the way to escape, and even helped him survive successfully in a beggars' den.

When his eyes met Song Yanxi's, Li Zhi wanted to say that this had nothing to do with him.

But when he thought of Li Zhuang sitting on the ground and spitting out blood, he felt sorry for him.

After a while, he spoke awkwardly, "These words were said by Li Zhuang, not me. When my brother scolds me, please speak a fair word for me."

Naturally, Song Yanxi couldn't refuse.

Seeing her nod, Li Zhi cleared his throat and shouted, "Where's Song Yanxi? Call her out quickly. I have something to say to her!"

"That's all?"

"That's all."

Afraid that Song Yanxi would think he was hiding something, Li Zhi scratched his head and said, "After Li Zhuang shouted this, he went crazy, repeating Zhuang Shihan's name over and over again.

I reached out to pull him away, but he grabbed my hand and started yelling, scratching my hand until it bled.

As he spoke, he quickly handed his right hand to Song Yanxi to see.

There were several crescent-shaped blood marks on his palms, which were obviously caused by someone pinching him to death.

Li Zhuang was already injured at that time, so how could he still have such great strength?

Looking at the wound on his palm, Li Zhi also felt aggrieved, "This Li Zhuang, I was trying to help him out of kindness, but he pinched me and told me to get away.

If you don’t know, you might think I really want to help him.”

Li Cheng coughed lightly and scolded in a low voice: "Xiaozhi, stop talking nonsense."

"I'm telling the truth!" Li Zhi was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to yell too loudly for fear of angering his brother.

But he still couldn't swallow this breath, muttering: "He is an ungrateful wolf, he looks like he wants to pinch a piece of meat off my hand.

It wasn't me who harmed him, so if you have the guts, use it on the person who harmed him."

Li Cheng: "The dead are the greatest. If you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for asking the master to bring a ruler..."

He stopped talking abruptly in the middle of his speech.

Li Zhi also thought of something and didn't dare to talk back.

Compared to them, the one who is feeling worse right now should be the gentleman.

The gentleman had said before that he was an orphan adopted by the He family. If Li Zhuang's mother had not picked him up while delivering water, he would have been dried up by the sun.

His adoptive father died of illness two years ago, leaving him only one sister, who also passed away years ago. Li Zhuang is his only relative in this world.

Thinking of He Suowei, Song Yanxi's eyes darkened. She took out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box and handed it to Li Zhi, saying, "Sprinkle it on the wound once a day. No need to bandage it. Don't let it come into contact with water."

Li Zhi hurriedly thanked her, "Thank you, Princess."

He paused, clutching the porcelain bottle in his hand, and asked in a muffled voice, "Princess, are you sorry that you won't let the murderer go?"

Song Yanxi nodded, with a cold look in her eyes, "Li Zhuang's death will not be in vain."

Whether the murderer is Zhuang Shihan or someone else.

According to the Da'an Law, killing someone means paying with one's life.

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"Miss, Li Zhuang was hit in the chest by a person with deep internal strength, which shattered his internal organs and caused him to bleed to death."

Listening to An Yi's words, Song Yanxi looked at the marks on Li Zhuang's neck and suddenly asked, "Does Zhuang Shihan have a whip?"

An nodded, and then thought of something and said, "Miss, Princess Shihan did use a whip before, but the whip she used was a relic of the Duke's wife.

As early as after returning to Beijing, the Duke took it back."

He took a closer look and said, "Girl, this doesn't look like a whip mark."

Song Yanxi didn't know much about weapons, so when she heard him say that, she wanted to get closer to take a closer look.

Just as he was about to move, he heard Mo Jinchuan's cold voice at the door, "Don't touch him."