Well, Mu Qing knows, the young marshal is warning him not to talk too much with the young lady.

Mu Qing consciously pulled Mo Lingyuan's clothes off the woman's head, and saw a few holes in the thick clothes, and the woman's face was blurred with flesh and blood corroded by something.

It was the first time that Mu Qing saw such a disgusting scene, and stepped back again and again: "Young commander, young lady, she is dead."

"Drag to a chaotic grave, pour fire oil on it, and burn the corpse." Chu Yunyao frowned, and said: "She had poison hidden in her mouth, and after biting it, she wanted to die with us, but she poisoned herself to death." , must be burnt clean.”

Mu Qing ordered someone to remove the corpse from the wall, "Didn't you just say that you were going to peel her skin to make a lamp?"

"It's just a superstitious statement to scare her." Although Chu Yunyao has experienced the soul piercing incident and has awe of ghosts and gods, she still chooses to believe in science. Where did she throw it?"

When the group left the dungeon, Mo Lingyuan tightly wrapped her small hand in his palm, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Wrapped in a chill, the night wind blew these words into Chu Yunyao's ears, feeling inexplicably warm.

Chu Yunyao turned to look at him, and said softly, "What are you sorry for? Could it be that you did something to be sorry for me behind my back?"

Listening to her delicate voice, Mo Lingyuan seemed to have softened a little bit, "I secretly sent someone to keep an eye on Qin Qiandai all the time to make sure she couldn't hurt you, but I didn't expect that the problem would be that she bought it. On the little girl who came back.

I also made you suffer and almost hurt you. It was my fault. "

Rows of lanterns shone brightly under the eaves. Chu Yunyao looked at him with sparkling eyes, her smiling brows curved like a crescent moon hiding behind a treetop: "It's just a coincidence, someone wants to harm me , you will definitely think of various ways to get close to me.”

What's more, who would have thought that someone would be so bold as to kill someone and throw his body at the Young Marshal's Mansion.

It seems that the person behind the scenes is someone who knows the Young Marshal's Mansion well. Otherwise, if he doesn't even know the terrain of the Young Marshal's Mansion, how could he avoid the eyes of the guards of the Young Marshal's Mansion and commit crimes under the noses of so many people? Woolen cloth?

Mo Lingyuan's dark and deep eyes stared at her for a moment, as if he was about to sink into her clear eyes.

The butler hurried over, "Young Madam, it's not good."

Suddenly seeing the young marshal and the young lady looking at each other affectionately, the housekeeper wanted to slap himself.

Last night, I heard that the young commander-in-chief and the young lady were having an argument. Today, the two finally reconciled. Why would he bother the sweet young couple without looking at the situation?

The butler stopped in his tracks and wanted to slip away.

Chu Yunyao turned her head and called the housekeeper: "Old man, what happened?"

The housekeeper glanced at Mo Lingyuan with a pair of eyes, saw that his face was expressionless, and said anxiously: "Mrs. Hui, people in the mansion have been having stomach troubles one after another these days.

I invited the doctor to come over to see it. The doctor said that my stomach was ruined by eating, and I took several medicines, but it didn't get better for a long time.

After this dragged on for a long time, the old woman in the back kitchen suddenly fell ill tonight, she was dying, she was breathing in but not getting out.

I have no choice but to ask you, Young Madam. "

"Take me to have a look quickly." Chu Yunyao followed behind the butler, and asked, "Why didn't you tell me about the disease earlier, so that I can treat her sooner."