"You say." Xue Zhiyi's hands also curled up slightly.
Yuzhi said, "There are also bloodstains on cousin's clothes."
"What?!" For some reason, Xue Zhiyi always felt that there was some inevitable connection between all this.
Yuzhi nodded. "I saw it clearly. Madam said that it was my cousin's menstrual fluid that stained her clothes, but I see that there isn't much blood. There's only a little on the cuffs and the front of the clothes. It doesn't look like it was stained by menstrual fluid."
As she spoke, she sighed, "It's a pity that the dress was too conspicuous. I didn't dare bring it to the young lady to see. I only dared to cut off a small piece of Xiaorong's nightgown to bring with me. The rest were all burned."
Several clues were tangled in her mind. Xue Zhiyi, who hadn't slept for a long time, was a little confused. She only said, "You've done very well."
As she spoke, Qiuyun handed the purse to Yuzhi.
Xue Zhiyi said, "Yuzhi, take the money. I'll remember that you're doing things for me. An'er is now working in an embroidery studio owned by Miss Shen. You don't have to worry. If I get the chance, I'll let you meet."
In order to avoid being discovered by Fu Ling, Xue Zhiyi placed An'er with Shen Qingtang. It was a resettlement, but also a hostage. She would not use someone she did not trust.
Yuzhi naturally understood Xue Zhiyi's concerns, and she bowed: "Thank you, Miss."
Patting her hand, Xue Zhiyi said, "You've been out for a while. It might arouse suspicion. Go back soon."
After seeing Yuzhi off, Xue Zhiyi took the piece of cloth and looked at it carefully under the lamp. Through the light, he could see that it was a piece of top-quality material with pure color, soft touch, and delicate rose pattern.
"Qiuyun." Xue Zhiyi called out and handed the rag to her: "Tomorrow, find a doctor to take a close look at this thing and see if there is anything wrong with it."
Qiuyun took it: "Yes."
As soon as Rong Ziying got into trouble, Fu Ling felt guilty and quickly had his clothes burned. He thought that something must have been done to the clothes, which was why he was in such a hurry to destroy the body.
As she thought about this, she finally became so sleepy that she fell asleep in a daze.
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The next day, when Qiuyun came back, she told Xue Zhiyi, "Miss, there really is something wrong with this piece of cloth."
She lowered her voice, looked Xue Zhiyi in the eye, and said, "The doctor said that there was a faint scent of the flower of the radish on the rag. This flower comes from the Western Regions and has a very light scent, somewhat like the fragrance of wintersweet. It is slightly toxic and has a cold nature. It is a potent tool for abortion. The doctor suspects that someone may have smeared the flower's juice on the clothes."
Xue Zhiyi was stunned. "Just adding some flower juice to clothes can have such a powerful effect, and can abort a baby overnight?"
Qiu Yun said, "The doctor also said that relying solely on the Jingluo flower juice might not be enough, but the terrifying thing about this medicine is that it can catalyze the medicinal properties of the perilla, a common herb in pregnancy-maintaining medicine, if used together."
"No wonder." Xue Zhiyi sneered: "Zhefangyuan has been investigating all night and hasn't found any flaws. Rong Ziying's food expenses have not been found to be anything wrong. So this is the key."
Qiuyun asked her, "Miss, how are you going to deal with this matter?"
Looking at the rag, she thought for a moment: "Now is not the time to dispose of it."
Seeing Qiuyun's puzzled expression, Xue Zhiyi said, "Go out again and give this piece of cloth to Miss Shen. Ask her people to help find out where this cloth came from."
As a lady from Huajing, Shen Qingtang also has some property. The embroiderers in her embroidery room have seen countless fabrics. If they can know the source of the fabrics, perhaps some things can be clarified.
It took Shen Qingtang three days to investigate.
After the results came out, Shen Qingtang asked her to meet at a teahouse.
"Zhiyi, I found the material you asked me to look up."
Xue Zhiyi's eyes lit up: "You say."
Shen Qingtang asked the maid to bring up a brocade box. Inside the box was a piece of cloth. Shen Qingtang took out the scrap of cloth and put it together with the other one. "Look, aren't they exactly the same?"
After a careful comparison, Xue Zhiyi said, "Indeed, both the pattern and the color are exactly the same."
Shen Qingtang nodded: "Not only that, even the weaving techniques and the thickness of the silk threads are exactly the same. It can be confirmed that they came from the same cloth shop."
Xue Zhiyi asked her, "Which cloth shop is it?"
"North City, Jinxiuzhai."
So the two of them drove there immediately.
In the car, Shen Qingtang was a little puzzled: "Zhiyi, you asked me to check this, it's not because you like this material, right?"
"No." Xue Zhiyi told the truth: "This is related to my father's concubine who had a miscarriage. Not only that, I always feel that this matter has something to do with Runing."
Today, Xue Zhiyi was still wearing a plain white dress, without any makeup, and her face was bare, which made her look a little haggard.
Shen Qingtang was stunned and held her hand: "I'll accompany you."
Xue Zhiyi felt a warmth in his heart: "Thank you very much."
What happened recently was so painful that Shen Qingtang's smile was a bit forced: "Why are you talking about this?"
At this moment, Xue Zhiyi suddenly saw a familiar alley outside the car curtain, and his heart ached...
When she returned home from the palace that day, she passed by this place, but... at that time, she never imagined that this was the place where Runing was killed.
Less than thirty steps away from the entrance of the alley was a dim sum shop. The dim sum Xue Runing bought that day had the name of the dim sum shop written on the oil paper.
Across two streets from here is Fulufang. I guess Runing discovered this dim sum shop on the way home from Fulufang, but she didn't expect that after buying dim sum that day, she met the villain at the entrance of that alley.
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