Chapter 83 Confession

The night was hazy, and the boy's face flickered in the flickering light. He seemed familiar, but now he suddenly looked strange.

Lin Hao turned around and followed Lin back to the room.

Lin shook her head. "I used to think that the villain was a pitiful person, but now I don't think so. Revenge is fine, but killing two innocent people is nothing."

Of course, the wife of the Marquis of Wuning would not tell anyone that her daughter had deliberately scalded the face of the stove-keeping maid, saying only that it was an accident. But the people who heard it were not stupid. Anyone who knew Tang Wei's temper would figure out the truth after a little thought.

If it was caused unintentionally, and they were given enough money to appease them, why would they use such extreme means to retaliate?

Lin Chan agreed deeply: "Mother is right."

"You all should get some rest early. We'll leave early tomorrow. The bad guys are already mad with killing intent, so avoid them if you can."

Lin was confident that she would not be afraid of encountering bad guys, but there are always unexpected things, and she didn't want to take any risks with her two daughters.

Just like the wife of Marquis Wuning, she brought a lot of maids and old women with her when she came to burn incense, but her daughter still got into trouble as soon as she said she would.

"Yeah." Lin Chan nodded in response.

Mrs. Lin looked at Lin Hao and found that her daughter was in a daze again.

"Ah Hao?" She pushed Lin Hao.

"mother?"

Lin put her hand on Lin Hao's forehead, worried: "Is he scared to death?"

Lin Hao burst out laughing: "Mom, what are you thinking about?"

"Then why do you always get dazed when you see a corpse?"

"This isn't the first time I've seen someone die a violent death. That person's face keeps popping up in my mind."

Lin thought about it and it made sense. Although one of Miss Tang Er's maids was killed, they didn't see the body, but the person was carried in front of them just now.

"Mom, I'm going back to my room to rest." Lin Hao stood up and looked normal.

Lin was relieved: "Go ahead."

Lin Hao and Lin Chan walked out of Lin's room together.

"Second sister, why don't you sleep with me tonight?"

Lin Hao smiled and shook his head: "No, I'm really not afraid."

"Really?"

"Really, really. Besides, there's Baozhu. Big sister, go to bed quickly. Didn't mother say we have to get up early tomorrow?"

Back in the room, Lin Hao lay down on the bed. In his mind, one moment he saw the middle-aged man's terrifying pale face, and the next moment he saw the handsome and gentle face of Prince Jing.

In the eyes of others, the middle-aged man was an unlucky passerby who died an innocent and tragic death, but she knew his identity.

He is Fang Chengji, who was highly valued by the Crown Prince in his previous life and was the one who caused the destruction of Prince Jing's Mansion.

Even if Prince Jing had not appeared, she would have found it bizarre that Fang Chengji died as an unidentified male corpse near Qinglu Mountain, let alone Prince Jing's appearance here.

Was it Prince Jing who killed Fang Chengji... the Prince Jing who looked gentle and sickly?

Lin Hao tossed and turned like a pancake.

She wanted to find Prince Jing to ask for clarification immediately.

Lin Hao sat up.

The noise startled Baozhu who was resting outside.

"Miss, what's the matter?" Baozhu walked in in slippers.

"I want to go out for a walk."

"At this time?" Baozhu subconsciously glanced out the window.

The tightly closed windows revealed a darkness.

"It's so late, it must be very cold. I'll get you a cloak." Baozhu hurried to get the cloak.

Lin Hao curled the corners of his lips.

This is what she likes about Baozhu, and she won't ask any questions.

Baozhu took out the apricot-colored cloak and tied it on Lin Hao, then accompanied her out of the room.

All the lights were off, and the entire Qinglu Temple was shrouded in silent darkness. Because two people had died in succession and the murderer had not been caught, the silence had an even more eerie and terrifying feeling.

Fortunately, the stars in the sky cast a dim light, allowing people to barely make out the road under their feet.

Lin Hao walked lightly to Qi Shuo's room, but the impulse was dispelled.

It was really outrageous for her to come and knock on the young man's door in the middle of the night.

Realizing this, Lin Hao felt a little strange.

She shouldn't be such a shameless person, why does she always do outrageous things when she meets Prince Jing? And she doesn't think it's outrageous.

Lin Hao decided to ask again early tomorrow morning. Just as he turned around, he heard the sound of a door opening from behind him.

She turned around immediately and saw a young man in a moon-white robe pushing the door open and walking out, as pleasing to the eye as the breeze and bright moon.

At that moment, Lin Hao was a little confused. It was really difficult to connect the young man in front of him with the guess in his mind.

The boy approached step by step, but she forgot to react.

"Second Miss Lin." Qi Shuo stopped in front of Lin Hao and called out with a smile.

Lin Hao's eyes moved and he regained his composure.

"The prince hasn't slept either?"

Qi Shuo nodded: "Well, I guess Miss Lin Er might come to see me."

Lin Hao: In that case, she won’t be polite.

"I have something to say to the prince."

"How about we go there and talk?" Qi Shuo raised his hand and pointed.

Lin Hao was stunned.

Prince Jing was referring to the roof.

Facing Lin Hao's surprised gaze, Qi Shuo smiled: "Second Miss Lin, please extend your hand."

Lin Hao stretched out his hand, curious about what he was going to do.

My wrist was suddenly grabbed, and then my body felt lighter. When I came to my senses, I had landed on the roof.

Standing on the roof, I seemed closer to the starry sky, but the boy in front of me seemed even more unfamiliar.

Qi Shuo expected Lin Hao's shock.

He put his fist to his lips and coughed softly.

The cough brought Lin Hao back to her senses, and she finally realized that this was the Prince Jing whom she knew.

No, no, no, something is still wrong. How could Prince Jing bring her to the rooftop so effortlessly?

"Miss Lin Er, why don't you sit down and talk? Standing will attract attention and you may slip and fall."

Lin Hao sat down and looked at Qi Shuo quietly.

"I know martial arts." The boy admitted honestly.

Lin Hao smiled: "You can't usually tell."

Qi Shuo coughed twice: "People who are good at martial arts can also get sick."

Lin Hao was silent.

This explanation is pretty perfect.

After a moment of silence, Lin Hao asked directly, "Was that man... killed by the prince?"

Qi Shuo looked at her calmly, and after a brief silence, he asked, "Miss Lin, are you talking about Fang Chengji?"

Lin Hao's eyes flickered slightly: "It seems to be the prince."

Qi Shuo's honesty made her look at him with a higher regard, but for a moment she couldn't connect his actions with her usual impression of him.

Just because she mentioned a dream, he eliminated the people who might bring danger. It was really cruel.

Taking advantage of the murder of Tang Er Girl's maid, he used the same method to kill people, and took the opportunity to push the suspicion onto the murderer who could not be found. He even misled the direction of the officials to track down Ah Hu. It can be said that he was very clever.

Lin Hao thought he could have a clear view of everyone, but at this moment his view of Prince Jing became vague.

What kind of person is Prince Jing?

Killing someone just because of a dream, and it wasn't his own dream, isn't that a bit scary?

She covered her eyes with her hands, and for the first time she felt sorry for not being able to hear other people's voices.

"Miss Lin Er... don't you want to see me anymore?"