Chapter 678 The Doll
After writing a letter, Qingxing placed it on the table to air dry, and then said, "Madam Qi is not from the capital. She came to the capital with her family years ago and lived in a courtyard outside the city."
Later, the place was bought by the Left Censor-in-Chief, who was also Zhuang's husband. Rain or shine, whenever he had free time, he would go to the courtyard to paint.
For twenty years, it has remained unchanged.
Zhuang thought that if she plotted to kill Madam Qi, her man would fall in love with her, but that was wishful thinking on her part.
"Won't that poisonous woman be devastated if she finds out the truth?"
Lin Yuesha felt inexplicably comfortable, and in her heart, she felt indignant for Madam Qi.
Now all of Zhuang's desires and gains have vanished, her years of perseverance have amounted to nothing, and she has become a complete joke.
This truly breaks Zhuangzi's mentality, and he is not far from going mad.
However, the fact that Zhuang has managed to maintain this facade despite causing the deaths of so many people speaks volumes about her mental fortitude.
One of the eldest son's words made her feel relieved: it was clearly Zhuang's man who admired Madam Qi, so why didn't Zhuang's woman give her man's heart to him?
"Miss, you really have a strong sense of justice and hatred for evil."
Qingxing wrote one letter after another, then put the letter paper on the fire to bake it, and then smeared some material that Lin Yuesha couldn't understand. After repeating this process, the letter paper really turned yellow, and the ink also became a little lighter.
The fake seal made by Shang Linyuesha was so realistic that it could easily be mistaken for the real thing.
“Miss, it’s getting late. Zhuang will definitely come to check when she returns. I need to return the letter first.”
The envelopes are the same ones from back then; if you pay attention to the small details, you won't be noticed.
"Qingxing, wait a moment."
Lin Yuesha felt that something was not done well. She lowered her head and pondered for a moment before saying, "Although you made the letter paper look old, you are missing something."
"What?"
Qingxing compared each letter with the others, and rewrote any parts where the handwriting didn't match, ensuring they were exactly the same.
When she laid out the several sheets of paper, she began to doubt whether what she had written was the original.
"It's different. Smell it; the letter paper lacks the scent of incense."
The Zhuang family kept the letters in the Buddhist hall and offered incense to them year-round. When the letters were taken out, they had a strong smell of incense.
Later, the letters that were copied were not found.
Even though I put the letter back in the original envelope, it still didn't feel the same.
Zhuang is such a meticulous person, what if she becomes suspicious...
"Miss, I'll burn some incense right away!"
Qingxing paused, but perked up after being reminded.
Yes, the young lady is right, and this is a small detail that most people wouldn't notice.
Thinking of the young lady carrying a hammer and banging things around, along with the tools in her bundle, Qingxing tentatively asked, "Miss, did you ever see any unclaimed graves in Chenjia Village with gold ornaments buried with them?"
"ah?"
Lin Yuesha, who was lighting the fire, asked in a daze, "What does this have to do with burial goods?"
Lady Zhuang is not dead yet, but she does not know where Lady Qi is buried.
"So...you really didn't rob any tombs?"
With such complete equipment and attention to detail, this is definitely not something a young girl could do.
Qingxing has been training since she was seven or eight years old, and this is still her current level.
Lin Yuesha: ...
These days, tomb raiding is disrespectful to the dead. The Great Qi is extremely superstitious, and it would bring them great misfortune. She wouldn't dare to do that!
"It's nothing, I was just talking nonsense."
Qingxing stuck out her tongue, let the letter absorb the scent of incense, and then went out.
The master and servant worked together and completed the task ahead of schedule. At that moment, Zhuang Shi had just arrived at the courtyard outside the city.
Her husband was on duty tonight and was still at the yamen, so she didn't understand what her son meant. Could it be that her husband had also found a mistress for her?
Based on her understanding of him, there was absolutely no possibility of that.
My husband is a gentleman, upright and honest, even somewhat inflexible. If anyone brings gifts to our household, he will throw them out, showing no mercy whatsoever.
Such an upright man wouldn't even take a concubine or a mistress, so why would he keep a mistress?
“Mother, I stole the key from Father and made a copy of it. You should know the truth.”
After the eldest son finished speaking, he inserted the key into the lock and opened the door.
The entrance was a stone screen. He lit a lantern, and Zhuang's expression changed.
On the stone screen is a picture of a beautiful woman. Under the bright moonlight, the woman is swinging on a swing. Only her profile can be seen, but it is not hard to imagine that she has a stunning beauty.
"Come with your son."
After the eldest son finished speaking, he led Zhuang Shi around to the inside of the gate.
Lanterns were lit in the courtyard, all of them depicting beautiful women, each lantern imprinted with the image of a woman's smile and frown...
Under the eaves, there are colorful oil-paper umbrellas and murals, all depicting beautiful women, and each one is very clear.
Zhuang stood there dumbfounded, then reacted and went berserk, rushing forward to tear at him, shouting, "You slut, you persistent vixen!"
"Mother, I advise you to be more rational, because what you see inside is even more exciting."
The eldest son spoke coldly, saying that what his mother did not only caused people to die, but also had no effect whatsoever; if it did, it was counterproductive.
Zhuang finally tore off a lantern and stepped on the beauty's face before calming down a little.
Look, even though he's gone to become a ghost, she's trampled his face under her feet!
Zhuang reminded herself that she couldn't lose. She raised an eyebrow and forced herself to enter the room.
The room was decorated in a flamboyant way, with everything in red. On the west wall, there was an offering table with fruits, cakes and pastries on it, with ever-burning lamps on both sides, and in the very center, there was a portrait of Madam Qi with a faint smile.
Below the portrait are a few lines of small characters, a poem and a seal.
Not only that, the walls, ceiling, and gauze curtains were all red, and a red embroidered carpet was laid in front of the bed, on which a pair of red embroidered shoes adorned with pearls were placed.
Who's in bed?
Zhuang stood there, stunned. Had her husband really cheated on her with another woman? But why were all the pictures of that vile woman?
Through the red gauze curtain, one could vaguely make out the shadows of people.
It was a person, not a ghost, but the room was gloomy and the atmosphere was somewhat eerie.
"This is a place Father often comes to, Mother, can you see it?"
The eldest son smiled bitterly, so his mother's belief that people are removed from the heart when they die is utter nonsense.
After he discovered his father's secret, his father said that he only had one regret in his life, which was marrying Zhuang Shi. If he could add one more, it would be that he conceived him while drunk.
As for his younger brother, he was also obtained through a scheme devised by his mother, Lady Zhuang, to celebrate Lady Qi's death anniversary.
"You filthy slut, get out here now!"
Zhuang went berserk and rushed forward to tear at the blanket. She grabbed a person's hair and, with a burst of strength, ripped off their head.
Lying on the bed was a doll with hair sewn on, and its face was the very face that she hated most—Madam Qi's face!
The doll remained smiling, even after its head was pulled off.
Zhuang stared blankly at everything before her, rolled her eyes, and fainted completely.
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