Chapter 129 The simpler you are, the more easily you can be manipulated!
Even though the results of three investigations all pointed to Qian Yueqiu.
But Xie Jingxing still didn't believe it.
Or perhaps he suspects there are details he doesn't know about.
Xie Jingxing stood by the window of the study.
Outside, a light autumn rain was falling, making a soft pattering sound...
This sound was supposed to be calming.
This only made his thoughts more chaotic.
He came from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion and was skilled in divination, so he performed the divination three more times.
Three divinations.
The results of all three tests pointed to Qian Yueqiu—this result was like a thorn, deeply embedded in his heart.
He gripped the three ancient coins in his hand tightly. These coins had accompanied him through countless decision-making moments and had never made a mistake.
But today.
For the first time, he began to have doubts about them.
"Impossible..." he muttered to himself, his knuckles turning white from the force.
His Qiu'er is so innocent and kind.
How could she possibly do such a thing...?
Furthermore, Qian Yueqiu only came to watch the commotion after Su Zhirou and Liu Yu made a scene.
I just happened to stumble upon them fighting...
She had no motive to kill.
I had no idea they would fight, let alone fight to the point of bloodshed.
Surely the three of them didn't come here with poison on premeditated grounds!
If Qian Yueqiu had that kind of brain.
He's not just mentally challenged; he's even smarter and more capable than him.
Xie Jingxing blamed all of this on Liu Yu.
She's recently become a little obsessed with him.
That's why they killed Su Zhirou and pinned all the blame on Qian Yueqiu.
right.
That must be it.
At this moment, he preferred to believe that his beloved Liu Yu had orchestrated everything rather than believe that it was the innocent Qian Yueqiu...
but.
Thinking about how Liu Yu loved him, he realized that it was because she had transformed from such a noble person into what she is today.
A sense of pride welled up inside him again.
There was disgust, pity, and a hint of unspeakable pride.
Autumn Water Pavilion.
Qian Yueqiu is not mentally sound after all.
Therefore, it's inevitable to feel guilty after killing someone.
Or rather, the moment she committed the murder was her most glorious moment.
At this moment, all she felt was fear and anxiety!
Just as her nerves were stretched to the limit.
The familiar footsteps approached from afar, steady yet each step felt like it was treading on her heart.
Xie Jingxing has arrived.
He was dressed in black, his figure was upright, and his face did not show much sorrow, only a deep weariness and solemnity.
Su Zhirou was, after all, his wife in name only, and her death was so mysterious.
He could not remain uninvolved, either publicly or privately.
I knew he was coming.
Qian Yueqiu practically leaped up, her movements so fast that she knocked over the teacup beside her.
But she didn't even notice that the teacup was broken.
She saw it like a drowning person finding the only piece of driftwood.
After seeing Xie Jingxing.
Qian Yueqiu rushed forward without hesitation, grabbing Xie Jingxing's sleeve: "Xie Jingxing... that... that murderer has been found, right? It's Liu Yu, right?"
Her voice was urgent and shrill, carrying an almost manic urgency.
Xie Jingxing stopped in his tracks.
He lowered his gaze and first fell on her hands, which were trembling from the effort.
Slowly move upwards.
The image is frozen on her pale, bewildered face.
Xie Jingxing's eyes were deep, filled with scrutinizing doubts, and a hint of...disappointment that was barely perceptible.
Qian Yueqiu's behavior was practically an admission of guilt!
Normally.
She always called him "A-Xing" with a touch of infatuation.
Or she might call out, "Husband."
That form of address carried a unique sense of dependence on her.
That harsh, cold "Xie Jingxing" was like a chasm, suddenly widening the distance between the two.
She was scared.
She was afraid of him...
This realization weighed heavily on Xie Jingxing's heart!
He wanted to ask, "Qian Yueqiu, do you know anything about Su's death?"
Or to put it more directly—"Why did you feed Su Zhirou poison that day?"
Looking at Qian Yueqiu's eyes, which were filled with panic but tried hard to appear calm, they only made her look more distorted.
He just couldn't bring himself to ask the question.
Is it because they're worried about her "abnormality"?
Is it fear of hearing the definitive answer?
Or perhaps... she couldn't bear to tear apart their relationship with her own hands.
When Qian Yueqiu is in a state of extreme guilt, her sense of danger is amplified to the extreme.
She clearly caught the hesitation and inquiry in Xie Jingxing's eyes.
He knows!
He must be suspecting me!
We can't let him ask that!
then.
Just as Xie Jingxing's thin lips parted slightly, seemingly about to utter that fatal question...
Qian Yueshu made a move that caught both of them off guard.
She suddenly stood on tiptoe and, without a second thought, pressed her lips to his.
This was a kiss devoid of any tenderness.
Trembling, even tinged with a salty despair.
I couldn't tell if it was the sweat on her forehead or the tears that had silently slid down her cheeks...
It doesn't feel intimate.
It was more like a clumsy attack, a desperate escape.
Xie Jingxing was completely stunned.
The icy touch on his lips and the violent trembling of her body sent a jolt through him.
Someone has just died in the mansion; the body is still warm, and the incense in the mourning hall may not have even gone out yet.
As the head of the family and Su Zhirou's nominal husband, he was now with another woman...
What kind of behavior is this?
A mixture of absurd anger and a sense of desecration welled up inside me.
Almost instinctively, he raised his hand and pressed down on her shoulder, pushing her away from him with force but not roughly.
"Yueqiu, don't be like this." His voice was low and hoarse, filled with suppressed emotions.
He pushed him away.
In Qian Yueqiu's confused interpretation.
It turned into a refusal.
This has become a point of contention.
It became a signal that danger was approaching.
Instead of backing down, she unleashed an even more astonishing power.
Qian Yueqiu pounced on him again, wrapping her arms tightly around Xie Jingxing's neck, and kissed him again, almost biting him, with a hysterical persistence.
Her mind went blank, with only one thought remaining: Don't let him speak! Don't!
"Let go!" Xie Jingxing's tone became stern as he tried to push her away again.
He felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Xie Jingxing seemed to have a new understanding of the woman in front of him.
None of the women in the Qian family are simple.
Even someone as dim-witted as Qian Yueqiu can kill at the most opportune moment!
And it also allows for a perfect way to shift the blame.
Even he, who had received the results several times, still didn't believe it.
But Qian Yueqiu did it anyway!
She noticed Xie Jingxing's resistance towards her.
Qian Yueqiu kissed him even more fiercely.
Her strength at that moment was astonishing; her fingernails even accidentally grazed the side of his neck, causing a slight stinging pain.
He pushed her again, and she kissed him again.
This silent, almost absurd tug-of-war unfolded in a quiet hall filled with the atmosphere of death.
The candlelight cast their entangled shadows onto the wall, distorting and deforming them.
After several attempts.
Xie Jingxing looked at the face so close to his.
Her face was pale, streaked with tears, her eyes unfocused and crazed, yet filled with a heartbreaking plea...
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