Chapter 21: She almost broke apart
Qin Yinyao returned to the bedroom and waited for a long time but Dong Ning didn't come back.
"You go find..." She looked at Hua Niang.
Before she finished speaking, Hua Niang lazily picked at her nails: "She's fine. She fell on the way back. She must have been hurt. She's almost back."
Qin Yinyao didn't notice it at the time, but Hua Niang saw it clearly.
Ghosts don't perceive things with their eyes, but with their aura. Their senses are as far-reaching as the evil spirit can spread.
Qin Yinyao thought of something and nodded thoughtfully.
Just as he was about to ask Hua Niang to go to the kitchen to get some hot water, Dong Ning and the woman who was carrying water came into the yard together.
Dong Ning bowed to Qin Yinyao across the screen and said, "Miss, the hot water is here. Do you want to take a shower now?"
The candlelight was not very bright, and through the screen, the eyebrows and eyes, which were already unclear, became even more blurred, and even the outline could only be roughly seen.
Qin Yinyao raised her eyebrows: "Well, go get ready."
Hua Niang looked at Dong Ning behind the screen, and then at Qin Yin Yao who was sitting on the soft couch by the window.
He let out a strange laugh, gloating over the misfortune, and leaned close to Qin Yinyao's ear: "You, my loyal servant, are you going to turn away from me?"
Qin Yinyao glanced at her sideways: "But your skin is itchy?"
Hua Niang pouted and said, "Don't let the ghost talk."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Qin Yinyao snorted, stretched out her crossed legs, picked up her slippers and prepared to go find some clean clothes.
Dong Ning just stood up, prepared hot water, and sent the maid away and hurried into the inner room.
She lowered her head and walked straight to the box containing the clothes: "Miss, go and wash. I will bring you a change of clothes."
During the whole process, he didn't even look at Qin Yinyao.
Qin Yinyao stared at her back, was silent for a moment, then turned and went to the bathroom.
I was sweating profusely when I was beating up Hua Niang before. Even after the sweat subsided, I still felt sticky and uncomfortable.
Only after soaking in the warm water did she feel alive again, and her mood was even better than when she watched the bedtime drama.
Dong Ning prepared her clothes, stood one meter away from the bathtub, lowered her head, and said respectfully, "Miss, may I rub your back?"
"Yeah." Qin Yinyao leaned her head against the edge of the bathtub, her arms casually draped over it, and closed her eyes, enjoying the relaxing feeling brought by the hot bath.
Soak a soft towel in water and wipe the skin gently and carefully.
When Qin Yinyao was about to fall asleep, she heard Dong Ning's low and cautious question: "Miss, it's late at night, you won't wash your hair?"
"Yeah." Qin Yinyao slowly opened her eyes and stood up from the bathtub.
Dong Ning immediately spread out a large piece of cotton cloth, draped it over her, and carefully wiped the water droplets off her body.
Qin Yinyao lowered her eyelids slightly and looked at Dong Ning who was kneeling in front of her, wiping the water stains on her legs: "Do you have anything you want to say or ask?"
Dong Ning paused slightly, then continued his work in silence.
Only after helping Qin Yinyao to bed and letting down the bed curtains did Dong Ning whisper, "The young lady..."
The tone paused, then changed: "Miss, would you like some tea?"
The little face was full of panic. "What I mean is, Miss, you took a lot of herbs earlier, and your mouth might be dry at night. Would you like some tea?"
Qin Yinyao narrowed her eyes, her expression unpredictable: "No need, Hua Niang will be watching over me at night. If I get thirsty, I'll call her."
Hua Niang rolled her eyes silently.
She is a ghost, a ghost!
He really treated her as a maid.
"That's good, Miss, go to sleep, your servant..." Dong Ning pinched her fingers, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
I tossed and turned for most of the night and took a lot of supplements, which I urgently need to absorb.
Qin Yinyao could hardly open her eyes at this moment and yawned: "You should go down and rest too."
The little maid wanted to ask, but didn't dare.
If we really want to make it clear today, I don’t know how long it will take, so let’s wait a little longer.
It’s not like there’s no chance to say it.
The young lady spoke, and Dong Ning wanted to ask something, but he swallowed it back and bowed and left.
As the door closed, Qin Yinyao also closed her eyes: "Hua Niang, turn off the lights."
Hua Niang: "..."
A gust of cold wind blew, and all the candles in the house were extinguished.
After a moment, Qin Yinyao kicked away the quilt at her feet: "Hua Niang, turn up the air conditioner."
Hua Niang: "..."
The temperature in the house has dropped a lot after all.
Qin Yinyao's tightly furrowed brows relaxed and she gradually fell asleep.
As time went on, the medicinal power that her body could not absorb overflowed, and a layer of light golden light lingered around her, absorbing all the overflowing medicinal power.
Hua Niang, who was basking in the moonlight in the courtyard, was suddenly startled and instantly moved to the shabby courtyard farthest from the main courtyard.
Looking at the light on the main courtyard under the night sky, he cursed very dirty words.
No way! These days, even a ghost working as a maid can be in danger of losing her life!
If she hadn't dodged quickly, she would have been blown away.
Qin Yinyao didn't know all this.
The next day, Xiao Chen returned to the East Palace after court. As soon as he sat down in the study, Chi Xin bowed and said, "Master, there's news from Si Tianjian."
"The spirit Cen Xiaoan explained the entire process of how the First-Rank Military Marquis Qin Tai favored his concubine and killed his wife, and then killed his wife to set up the Borrowed Luck Formation. The Qi-Gazing Technique confirmed that she was not lying."
"Astronomer Li Cheng would like to ask Your Highness for instructions on whether to open the coffin and perform an autopsy."
Every profession has its own expertise. When it comes to investigating a case, a sorcerer can only provide assistance, let alone an autopsy.
Moreover, Si Tian Jianben is not responsible for investigating the case.
If Cen Xiaoan wants to be cleared of his injustice, the Dali Temple or the Ministry of Justice must take action.
"Since there is a grievance, it is natural to investigate."
Xiao Chen didn't even think twice: "The Protectorate General's Mansion is full of loyal and brave people. Cen Xiaoan is the only bloodline left in the world from the Protectorate General's Mansion. How can we allow others to bully and harm us?"
"Pass on this palace's oral order, ordering the Dali Temple, the Ministry of Justice, and the Censorate to jointly conduct the trial!"
"Once verified, severe punishment will be imposed. The details of the case must be delivered to me immediately."
After receiving the arrangement, Chi Xin did not leave immediately: "Master, although the eldest lady is Cen Xiaoan's bloodline, she is also Qin Tai's daughter..."
Xiao Chen put down the pen he had just picked up.
Looking up at Chi Xin, he said, "After Cen Xiaoan died, Qin Tai promoted his concubine to be his wife's wife and sent the eldest daughter to the farm. She didn't starve to death or freeze to death because of the blessing of the Protector of the Nation."
"Even though she was taken back to the Marquis' Mansion after reaching the age of 15, she was tortured and nearly died several times."
"The eldest young lady has never enjoyed the wealth of the Marquis' Mansion. She was originally a victim, the only remaining bloodline of the Protectorate General's Mansion."
"Just because I'm half Qin Tai's blood, do I have to be convicted along with the man who murdered my mother?"
"Mrs. Cen is a victim, and the eldest lady is also a victim."
"During the investigation, send someone to keep an eye on it. Don't let the servants in the Marquis' Mansion collude with the witnesses, and don't let anyone pin trumped-up charges on the young lady."
"Go ahead." After saying that, he picked up the pen again.
Chi Xin hadn't left yet: "Master, there is one more thing."
Xiao Chen closed his eyes, took a breath silently, and put down the brush: "Speak."
"Last night at the Marquis's ancestral hall..."
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