"Third Miss, Xiao Qiu, I think Qi Moyu's attendant is the murderer." Fatty Wang didn't expect that he could think the same way as the coroner from the Dali Temple, so he began to let his imagination run wild.
"How do you know?" Gu Xin asked.
"I've seen that young man. He's different from ordinary attendants. Qi Moyu is a scholar, and the only son of the Qi family. To protect him, his family hired attendants who all know martial arts. If you don't believe me, Third Miss, you can ask the Qi family. All of Qi Moyu's attendants are tall, strong, and skilled in martial arts. Those short and thin ones are just doing odd jobs for Qi Moyu in the Qi household." Fatty Wang explained his conjecture and continued, "Moreover, shouldn't Qi Moyu's attendants know the most about Qi Moyu and the two young ladies of the Feng family? Third Miss said that Third Miss Feng was deceived. The letter she received wasn't written by Qi Moyu himself. Who wrote it? It must have been Qi Moyu's attendant! He grew up studying with Qi Moyu since childhood and knows Qi Moyu's handwriting inside and out. If he impersonated Qi Moyu to write a letter to Third Miss Feng, and he's so familiar with the things between the two, it's no wonder Third Miss Feng was deceived!"
“That makes a lot of sense!” Zheng Qiu nodded in agreement. “But what about the motive?”
“Yes, what’s the motive?” Gu Xin asked as well. “Didn’t you just say that someone had suffered all of this, so you stood up for them and killed the three of them? How could Qi Moyu’s followers have suffered such a thing? Also, Qi Moyu had shared a room with someone before he died, but there was no sign of the Feng sisters sharing a room with someone. In other words, there must be other women involved.”
"Oh my, my third daughter, your..." Fatty Wang said, glancing at Zheng Qiu, a little embarrassed, unsure whether he should say it or not.
Zheng Qiu blinked. What did that mean?
Gu Xin didn't understand why Fatty Wang suddenly stopped. Was there something wrong with what she said?
Gu Xin felt that there was nothing wrong with what she said.
"Xiao Qiu, you've known the Third Miss longer, why don't you come and do it?" Fatty Wang hesitated for a moment, but still decided to entrust this dangerous task to Zheng Qiu.
"What did you say?" Zheng Qiu was still completely bewildered.
"That's right, that's right..." Fatty Wang was getting anxious. Is this guy even a man? Doesn't he understand this?
"Tell me the truth!" Gu Xin was getting a little anxious when she saw Wang Pangzi like this. This guy was saying everything just now, why is he stammering now?
"I'm telling you, but you can't tell anyone I told you! Otherwise, if Lord Gu and Prince Lu find out, I'm definitely doomed!" Fatty Wang looked at Zheng Qiu with a disappointed expression, then said to Gu Xin.
Zheng Qiu was puzzled by his gaze. What was this fat man thinking? Why was he looking at her like that?
She needed to drink some water to calm her nerves; being stared at by that fat man's beady eyes was really creepy.
"A man sharing a room doesn't necessarily mean he'll sleep with a woman. Third Miss, actually, there are men in our Great Zhou who are homosexual." Fatty Wang didn't dare look at Gu Xin anymore, only staring at Zheng Qiu. "Xiao Qiu, you must know that, right?"
"Pfft!" Zheng Qiu hadn't even swallowed a mouthful of water before he spat it out. "Cough cough cough, cough cough cough..."
Gu Xin calmly patted Zheng Qiu's back.
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