"Greetings, Princess!" The constable, worried that Xie Jun might not recognize Gu Xin and might clash with her, quickly stepped forward to bow and identify Gu Xin.
"Hmm." Gu Xin nodded, seeing through the constable's thoughts, but said nothing.
"Princess, Princess, look at Young Master Xie! Look what he's done to Brother Yi! Brother Yi did nothing wrong, so why is Young Master Xie attacking him? Please, Princess, do justice for Brother Yi!" Ye Cuiru was no longer as shy as she had been the night before. She was so angry that her face turned red. She climbed forward and kowtowed to Gu Xin.
Gu Xin raised an eyebrow. "Brother Yi?"
When she inquired last night, she learned that the Ye family had been renting the Song family's house for ten years, but last night the Ye family referred to the Song family as Mrs. Song and Mr. Song. This Brother Yi was being far too intimate.
In just ten years, the two have practically grown up together. If they have a good relationship, it's perfectly fine for the two to call each other "Brother Yi".
She helped Ye Cuiru up, then turned to Xie Jun, who was still furious: "Are you Xie Jun, the deceased's brother?"
Xie Jun stepped forward somewhat unconvinced and bowed: "Student Xie Jun greets Princess Xin Xin."
Gu Xin nodded: "Why did you attack Young Master Song?"
Xie Jun, his eyes red, glanced at Song Yi, who was struggling to stand up, and said, "Yun'er died because of him, so what if I, as her older brother, beat him up?"
People around gasped. Goodness, we all know you're arrogant, but how dare you be arrogant in front of this person?
Gu Xin remained remarkably calm: "What evidence do you have to prove that Xie Yun died because of Song Yi?"
Xie Jun stared directly at Gu Xin, his back straight: "My sister is in love with Song Yi. I've warned him many times that if he doesn't like her, he shouldn't pay any attention to her. Don't give her hope while playing hard to get. But that bastard Song Yi wouldn't listen to my advice. My sister was robbed when she was delivering something to him. If it weren't for his attitude, would my sister have gone out that day? Would she have encountered this? He deserves to die!"
Gu Xin turned to look at Song Yi: "Song Yi, is what he said true? Did he warn you?"
Song Yi lowered his head.
With the help of Madam Zhu, Madam Song stood up, staggered a few steps, and knelt down in front of Gu Xin: "Your Highness, I am guilty, I am guilty! It was I who told Yi'er to say that he did not know Miss Xie."
Xie Jun was so angry that he was about to hit Song Yi again, but Gu Xin gave Chen Xiaoli a look, and Chen Xiaoli stopped Xie Jun.
The other constables also helped pull Xie Jun away.
Unable to move his hands, Xie Jun tried to kick him: "Song Yi, you're feeling guilty, aren't you! Do you know how Yun'er got into trouble? Was it you who did it, right?"
Mrs. Song shook her head frantically: "No, no, no. Your Highness, Yi'er didn't, didn't harm Miss Xie. Yesterday, the yamen officials pulled Miss Xie out of the well. Yi'er and I were both there watching. When I saw it was Miss Xie, I was so frightened I fainted. Yi'er helped me back home, and I told Yi'er that I absolutely mustn't say I knew Miss Xie, absolutely not. Miss Xie died in our house, and Miss Xie was also the niece of the wife of the Prefect of the Capital. This humble woman is afraid..."
Xie Jun snorted coldly: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid my uncle will pin the blame on you? Or are you saying that you were the ones who killed my sister in the first place, and you're feeling guilty? Is that it? Is that it?"
Gu Xin frowned and glanced at Xie Jun: "If you keep causing trouble, I'll send you to my father's place to be locked up."
Xie Jun paused, somewhat unconvinced, and shut his mouth, but ultimately dared not speak again.
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