Chapter 262 It's Okay If It's Not Him

The emperor fell asleep, so An Jiu took out her needlework. She didn't know how long it had been before she heard footsteps. When she looked up, she saw the tyrant, who was tiptoeing and sneaking towards the door.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?"

Anjiu's voice frightened the tyrant.

He turned his head, and the curly hair on his head seemed to stand up in fear.

An Jiu was speechless. What happened? Why were they so panicked?

Could it be that he really killed someone?

An Jiu waved: "Come here."

The tyrant stood at the door without moving.

An Jiu was afraid that he would run away.

"Come here and comb your hair, otherwise people will think you are crazy when you run out."

The tyrant still stood there without moving, his eyes rolling around.

【Xiaojiu is a liar.】

[She must have known.]

[I’m going to be scolded again! ]

He frowned, struggling over whether to go over.

Then he heard Xiao Jiu say: "If you leave now, don't ever come back."

These words hit the tyrant's sore spot accurately.

He exhaled.

【Xiaojiu is so scary.】

[Even scarier than my mother.]

[More terrifying than my father.]

[Even scarier than Nanny Chang.]

“…”

An Jiu looked at him with amusement.

"Come here."

The tyrant then moved over reluctantly.

"sit down."

The tyrant sat down obediently.

An Jiu took a comb and combed his hair.

"Your Majesty, why didn't I see you last night?"

The tyrant shuddered: "You didn't see me last night."

An Jiu nodded: "Yes, where did you go?"

The tyrant repeated: "Yes, where have I been?"

An Jiu was speechless. This guy, whenever he didn't want to answer a question, he would just pretend to be stupid and repeat what she said.

But she couldn't let him get away with it so easily today, she had to know what happened last night.

"Your Majesty, I don't like cunning and lying children."

The tyrant swallowed.

Xiaojiu was definitely not talking about him. He was not cunning and did not like to lie.

An Jiu asked again: "Tell me, where did you go last night, okay?"

The tyrant was silent.

An Jiu waited.

After a long while, the tyrant said, "Then you are not allowed to hit me or scold me."

An Jiu was speechless. Why did the tyrant say that? When had she ever hit him or scolded him?

She looked at the tyrant's face in the mirror and smiled at him: "Of course not."

tyrant"……"

He always felt that Xiaojiu was a little scary...

"Yesterday...I went to Flower Street."

An Jiu nodded: "What are you doing in Huajie?"

The tyrant swallowed his saliva and said, "Eat candied haws..."

An Jiu was stunned: "What?"

The tyrant said with a desperate attitude: "Eat candied haws and some snacks..."

Anjiu's brain froze for a while before he looked at Tyrant: "So... you went to Flower Street just to eat?"

The tyrant looked puzzled.

An Jiu "..."

She really...

"Then what happened after you ate?" An Jiu asked.

The tyrant thought for a moment, patted his head and said, "Xiaojiu, I bought you a very beautiful hairpin. It's made of gold and very valuable."

An Jiu had seen the hairpin, which was on the emperor's desk and was stained with Miss Yao's blood.

The tyrant frowned: "It seems I lost it."

An Jiu asked him: "What happened next? Do you remember what happened next?"

The tyrant looked at her.

An Jiu said: "After you bought the hairpin, did you go to an alley?"

The tyrant looked at her in surprise: "Xiaojiu you are amazing, you can even guess this."

An Jiu was a little anxious: "What happened in the alley?"

The tyrant asked, "Is there a reward for remembering it?"

An Jiu was so angry that she laughed and slapped him on the head: "Think about it quickly."

The tyrant covered his head.

[Another headshot…]

[Father doesn’t hit me on the head either…]

[My mother also doesn’t…]

Anjiu hit him again.

"Think quickly."

The tyrant was angry.

【Not happy.】

An Jiu gritted his teeth: "I want to~"

The tyrant thought about it very seriously, and suddenly he stood up. Because he stood up in a hurry, his head hit Anjiu's face. Anjiu felt a thump in her head, and she covered her nose with blood dripping from her fingers...

The tyrant was frightened. An Jiu covered his nose with a handkerchief and looked up at him: "I'm fine, don't be afraid."

The tyrant was still standing there stupidly, staring at the blood on Anjiu's hand.

"Blood..." The Tyrant said to An Jiu, "Xiao Jiu...blood...that woman was covered in blood yesterday..."

An Jiu wiped his nose and endured the pain and said, "Did you kill that woman?"

The tyrant's head shook like a rattle.

"Not me, I didn't."

An Jiu wiped the blood from his nose, looked at the bewildered Tyrant, and comforted him with a smile: "I'm really fine."

A tyrant is like a child who has made a mistake.

“I went to the alley because I smelled a scent, and the woman said a lot of strange things to me.”

The tyrant didn't remember what Miss Yao said, he just felt it was noisy, and he also smelled that fragrance.

He asked, “Where does the smell come from?”

Miss Yao paused: "What?"

The tyrant became impatient and shouted, "The taste."

Miss Yao seemed to have completely collapsed. She covered her face and cried, and said something else. The tyrant felt even more annoyed, but Xiaojiu said that he could not kill people casually, so he left. However, after he had taken a few steps, he found that the gold hairpin he bought for Xiaojiu was missing, so he went back to look for it, and found that the hairpin was stuck in Miss Yao's neck.

The tyrant walked over with no expression. Miss Yao was already dead. He calmly pulled out the golden hairpin...

An Jiu didn't know what to say.

This is indeed a trap.

Someone used scent to lure the tyrant and Miss Yao over, and Miss Yao confessed her love to him. For a rich lady, this required a lot of courage.

The tyrant didn't understand at all, so Miss Yao collapsed...

But was it a coincidence that the tyrant lost his golden hairpin?

Did Miss Yao commit suicide out of despair? Or did someone kill her after the tyrant left?

What if the tyrant didn't go back and take the hairpin?

Maybe the murderer will create some other noise to make him go back...

The tyrant squatted beside Anjiu.

"Xiaojiu, I was very obedient. I didn't kill anyone. That woman is a lunatic." The tyrant explained.

An Jiu exhaled and said to him, "That woman is not crazy."

The tyrant frowned: "What is that?"

He thought he was a lunatic, yelling at him for no apparent reason.

He is so fed up.

An Jiu exhaled and said, "She fell in love with someone, but that person didn't like her."

An Jiu had inquired about it. Miss Yao was sixteen years old, a blooming age. She had already paid a heavy price for her actions.

Perhaps her death was due to her personality and the indulgence of her family.

"But the one who deserves death is the real murderer."

Use the murder of Miss Yao to frame the emperor.

The tyrant understood and nodded in approval.

It's good if it's not him, it's good if it's not him, it's good if it's not him, he's scared to death...