Chapter 533, Second Update
The area outside Xianleju was packed with onlookers.
The fact that so many people were attracted during the Lunar New Year means that something big must have happened inside.
Several government carriages were parked nearby; judging by the insignia, some belonged to the Prefect of the Capital and others to the Ministry of Justice.
The fact that it alarmed two major government agencies raised Gu Jiao's assessment of the incident by another level.
"Hey! What's going on at Xianleju?"
A young man who arrived around the same time as Gu Jiao to join in the fun politely asked the middle-aged man beside him.
The middle-aged man craned his neck to look into Xianleju, but saw nothing. He sighed in disappointment and turned to the young man, saying, "I heard someone died!"
"Dead...dead person?" The young man was startled!
It was the Lunar New Year, and that word was too unlucky. It took the young man a long time to utter the complete sound.
"Who...is dead?" the young man asked.
Once you've done it the first time, doing it a second time doesn't seem so difficult.
Gu Jiao hadn't paid much attention to their conversation until she heard the middle-aged man say, "The most beautiful courtesan at Xianleju!"
If she remembered correctly, the most beautiful courtesan at Xianleju was Mo Qianxue.
Gu Jiao and Mo Qianxue had only met a few times. The first time, Mo Qianxue told her where the assassin who tried to kill the emperor was. The second time, Mo Qianxue told her that the owner of Xianleju was a woman.
When she went to Xianleju again, she was told that Mo Qianxue had left on orders.
After that, she was no longer in the capital.
Has something really happened to Mo Qianxue?
I've only been away for three months, but the capital city already feels completely different.
Gu Jiao went around to the side door of Xianleju and easily jumped inside.
The walls of Xianleju are higher than those of ordinary courtyards. Three months ago, she would have had to put in some effort, but now it was almost effortless.
It seems that the three months she spent at the border were worth fighting, especially the battle with Tianlang, which unleashed a lot of her potential.
She was certain that she had recovered more than 30% of her strength.
Gu Jiao walked through a corridor adorned with red lanterns and followed the sound to the back door of the main hall.
The lobby was packed with people from Xianleju and officials who had come to investigate. Gu Jiao glanced at the sycamore tree next to her, climbed up without batting an eye, and found a perfect spot to sit down.
She saw a corpse covered with a white sheet on the ground, and several maids kneeling beside the corpse, sobbing uncontrollably. Among them, the maid who was crying the most sadly was Gu Jiao, whom she had seen with Mo Qianxue before.
I don't remember her name, Gu Jiao, but I'm sure she was Mo Qianxue's confidante.
"Miss...Miss..."
She lay on the corpse and wailed.
The Prefect of the Capital frowned and said, "Alright, alright, stop crying. You should cooperate with us in the investigation as soon as possible so that we can find the murderer who killed your young lady and let her rest in peace."
Upon hearing this, the maidservant lifted herself from the corpse and pointed towards the girls of Xianleju: "It was her! She killed my young lady!"
From Gu Jiao's angle, she couldn't see who the woman the maid was pointing at was, but as soon as she spoke, Gu Jiao recognized her voice.
"You can eat anything you want! But don't say anything you want! How could you possibly have seen me kill Sister Qianxue!"
It is Hua Xiyao.
A girl who held some status in Xianleju, but could never compare to Mo Qianxue.
Gu Jiao remembered that once Hua Xiyao took her to her room and gave her a kind of aphrodisiac that actually had no effect on her. As a result, Mo Qianxue arrived and slapped Hua Xiyao in front of everyone.
The maidservant tearfully accused, "It was you! I heard it with my own ears!"
Hua Xiyao didn't even lift her eyelids: "What did you hear?"
The maid glared at her furiously: "I heard you say you wanted to kill my young lady! Not only did I hear it! Hongyu and the others heard it too! If you don't believe me, let the officials ask them!"
The Prefect of the Capital and Vice Minister Li of the Ministry of Justice looked at the other girls the maid was pointing at. The girls all clutched their handkerchiefs, looking as if they couldn't refute her.
It seems they heard it.
The two adults exchanged a glance.
Hua Xiyao scoffed, "I was just saying, is that not allowed?"
The maid turned to look at the Prefect of the Capital and Vice Minister Li of the Ministry of Justice: "My lords! It really is her!"
The Prefect of the Capital asked, "Did you personally witness her killing your young lady?"
"No...no." The maid lowered her head.
Hua Xiyao laughed freely.
The Prefect of the Capital frowned. Officials shouldn't handle cases with emotions, but Hua Xiyao's attitude was indeed a bit arrogant.
He looked at Hua Xiyao: "When did you say those words, and why did you say them?"
Hua Xiyao glanced at the handkerchief in her hand and said casually, "About two days ago, Mo Qianxue has always been fond of bullying others. She acted arrogantly and domineeringly in front of the sisters because she was the top courtesan at Xianleju."
The maid shouted, "You're talking nonsense! My young lady didn't do that!"
Hua Xiyao looked at her with a cold smile: "The master is asking me a question, not asking you a question."
The maid was so angry that her face turned red and her neck bulged.
Hua Xiyao continued, "Mo Qianxue took a liking to my rouge and asked me to give it to her. When I refused, she tried to snatch it from me. I warned her that even the head of the household was no longer there, so did she think someone would back her up? As a result, she injured me. You two can see for yourselves."
As Hua Xiyao spoke, she lifted her left sleeve, revealing her fair wrist and arm, on which were several bruises.
Officials should not look at injuries improperly; such examinations should be done by professional coroners and doctors.
But the coroner hasn't arrived yet.
Vice Minister Li of the Ministry of Justice and the Prefect of the Capital glanced at each other, feigning composure, before quickly looking away.
The Prefect of the Capital cleared his throat and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, alright."
Hua Xiyao slowly lowered her sleeve: "She beat me up like this, so I said a few harsh words, saying that I would kill her one day. But sir, before I could even make a move, she died."
The maid couldn't take it anymore: "You're still trying to deny it! You've always been at odds with my young lady! Not only did you kill her, but you also tried to smear her reputation! My young lady would never even look at your rouge!"
Hua Xiyao said confidently, "If you don't believe me, go and find it. Isn't there a box of Yulanzhai rouge in your young lady's dressing case? I bought it myself from Yulanzhai. The owner of Yulanzhai knows exactly which grade it is. Take the rouge and ask her if it's the box I bought! Don't tell me your young lady bought it herself. You know better than I do whether she has ever bought Yulanzhai rouge or not, and the owner of Yulanzhai knows too!"
The maid was speechless for a moment. She stammered, "But...but besides you, who would hate my young lady so much that they would want to destroy her body?"
Hua Xiyao waved the handkerchief in her hand and said sarcastically, "Then how would I know who your young lady has offended outside?"
The maid was so angry she almost rushed up and tore her apart!
The Prefect of the Capital looked at Hua Xiyao again: "What happened when you said the owner of Xianyue Residence was no longer here?"
Hua Xiyao paused for a moment: "...Our lord has died."
...
When Gu Jiao came out of Xianle Residence, it was already dark, and a few scattered snowflakes were falling from the sky.
The bustling atmosphere of Xianleju did not spread throughout the streets of Beijing.
Gu Jiao walked through the alleyway where the echo seemed to reverberate, pondering Mo Qianxue's situation.
She felt that something was wrong.
"Hmm..."
A suppressed cry of pain came from the dark corner.
Gu Jiao paused, her killer instincts telling her that the other party posed no threat to her.
She's not one to meddle in other people's business.
She planned to leave if there was no threat.
However, after taking only a few steps, she returned with a frown.
She walked into the dark corner and saw a thin figure huddled in the snow, with a pool of congealed blood beneath him.
Gu Jiao knelt down on one knee, brushed aside the hair that was covering the other person's face, and looked inside: "Mo Qianxue?"
Medical clinic.
The last patient left, and the second landlord was about to close up shop when a small figure in blue robes strode in carrying a woman covered in blood.
The second boss almost got bumped into. He quickly dodged and looked at the person who came, then exclaimed in surprise, "Little Gu? Huh? Who is she?"
"Prepare hot water!"
Gu Jiao left only this sentence before carrying the dying Mo Qianxue back to her courtyard.
"Wait a minute..." The second landlord stared in the direction she left, completely bewildered. "What kind of patient is she, bringing him into her own yard?"
When the second master had hot water brought over, Gu Jiao had already placed Mo Qianxue on the operating table in the side room.
"Do you need any help?" the second boss asked.
Gu Jiao opened the small medicine box, took out gloves and put them on: "Is Doctor Song here?"
She needs an assistant.
The second landlord said, "He's not here. He went back. Should we call him over?"
Gu Jiao looked at the rapidly dropping blood pressure on the monitor: "It's too late."
The patient suffered severe blood loss and tension pneumothorax, and was at risk of immediate death, requiring immediate surgery.
"I'm here! I'm here!"
Physician Tong rushed over and stopped outside the door. "I...can I come in and help?"
Gu Jiao nodded, took out a thick needle, touched Mo Qianxue's chest with her fingertips, found the midline of the second intercostal space, and inserted the needle!
A common question: Are there any monthly tickets left? Can I vote for Jiaojiao?
(End of this chapter)
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