Jiang Huaizhu paused for a long time before saying with a pale face, "Yes, it was from my sleeve."
"So it was hidden in the sleeve." Jiang Xiancao repeated with a hint of sarcasm, then asked, "Was it the sleeve of the left hand or the right hand?"
Jiang Huaizhu thought hurriedly that Jiang Xiancao was right-handed, so it would be more convenient to take out the dagger from her left sleeve. However, she changed her mind as soon as she said the answer.
What if her maid doesn't think so?
After all, when she grabbed "Jiang Xiancao's" hand and stabbed herself, the dagger slipped from her right sleeve.
Outside the door, Ting Lan followed Jiang Xiancao's instructions and questioned the two maids in turn, then dragged them back to the house to report:
"Your Highness, one of them said the dagger slipped from her right sleeve, while the other said the dagger wasn't hidden on Miss Jiang Er's body at all, but was hidden under the straw mat."
Jiang Xiancao's sharp eyes slowly swept across the faces of everyone in the Jiang family, and finally landed on Jiang Huaizhu's bloodless face. He smiled and spoke slowly:
"There are only three witnesses, all claiming to have witnessed Jiang Xiancao's murder from close range. Yet, even such an important detail has three completely different accounts. How can I be convinced?"
Jiang Huaizhu shook her head vigorously, tears streaming down her face. "Your Highness, Zhu'er would never lie to you! It happened so suddenly that none of us could see clearly. We just saw a flash of blood, and then, Zhu'er's chest started to hurt. There was no time to see any details..."
Seeing his beloved sister crying so miserably, the second young master Jiang Jinxing, who was the most impulsive, clenched his fists:
"Your Highness knows exactly what kind of person Zhu'er is. Do you really think that Zhu'er stabbed you on purpose just to frame Jiang Xiancao? She wouldn't do such a vicious and absurd thing!"
She knew exactly what kind of person Jiang Huaizhu was.
The sarcasm on Jiang Xiancao's face deepened, but he was in no hurry to condemn Jiang Huaizhu. He simply nodded obediently, "Well, Second Young Master, your words make sense, and Zhu'er's explanation is also logical. When people are extremely frightened, they do see things wrongly. This is not evidence. There's nothing to investigate today, so let's leave it at that."
Anyway, it was Shen Tingsi who was framed by Jiang Huaizhu and she didn't feel sorry for him because he deserved the injustice.
Just when the Jiang family was about to breathe a sigh of relief, they heard Jiang Xiancao suddenly change the subject:
"However, regarding the drowning case three days ago, Young Master Jiang has already promised me to investigate thoroughly. A gentleman's word is as good as gold, so you must not go back on your word."
Jiang Jinyan forced a smile and nodded, but in his heart he was thinking that once he got rid of the Ninth Prince, the plague god, he would immediately drown the two maids in the pond.
Once they died, there would be no evidence to prove the truth and there would be no way to investigate the matter.
He did this not because he felt guilty, but because he didn't want to make his family's dirty laundry public, and he didn't want to give the Ninth Prince, who clearly favored Jiang Xiancao, the opportunity to cause trouble.
Unexpectedly, just as Jiang Xiancao was about to step out of the door, she suddenly stopped, turned around and smiled, "These two maids are important witnesses in the drowning case, so you have to keep a close eye on them. Come, take them to the palace!"
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