She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

When Xu Tingzhou heard the sound, his fingers that were separating the veil paused.

All in all, it was an act of breaking into someone else's room in the middle of the night, and I felt a little guilty when I was caught.

Ah-yi let her hair down and rested her elbows on the pillow. "What does this mean, Master Xu?"

Isn't this just pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth?

Xu Tingzhou sneered in his heart, and suddenly relaxed, "Yes, I saw Lord Zhang's slender waist during the day, and I admired him. I had some free time at night, so I came to provoke you."

In the darkness, Ah-yi saw Xu Tingzhou folding his arms, looking like he was ready to throw away a broken jar.

"No, no." She turned over and sat up, continuing the conversation, "Master Xu is really a reckless person. It's a pity. I don't like men."

The clothes he wore during the day were still neat and tidy. This "Mr. Zhang" had no intention of sleeping soundly. Xu Tingzhou's expression was stern, and he knew that his guess was right.

The person in front of me is definitely not a coroner from a provincial court.

Xu Tingzhou had seen at least 800 coroners and the like. He had once worked as a clerk under the magistrate of Yuanzhou and had watched coroners perform autopsies.

The most common feature of this profession is the roughness of hands. During autopsies, one often needs to touch the corpse with hands and wash them constantly, so chapped hands are common.

The stench of rotting corpses was difficult to eliminate, and a large amount of coriander was needed to remove the odor. Over time, the coroners were stained with the smell of coriander.

These two most basic characteristics show that although the back of "Mr. Zhang's" hands are indeed rough and cracked, there is no trace of coriander on him. Moreover, although he is not short, he is very delicate and thin, and does not look like someone who can move corpses in daily life.

Besides, no matter how serious the injury was, how could we trouble the young marquis who couldn't even clean his own house to help him?
The posture during the day could not even be called support. "Lord Zhang" almost leaned his entire body on Hengzhi, using the young marquis as a crutch.

"Whether this one is good or not, I have to open it and take a look to know." As he said that, Xu Tingzhou's hand was about to reach out for A's collar.

The wind from his raised arm didn't even brush the ends of A's hair. Under the moonlight, Xu Tingzhou's raised arm seemed to be nailed fixed in mid-air.

"what!--"

"Keep your voice down." A voice like the sound of cold water brewing wine came from behind Xu Tingzhou.

Hengzhi is tall, so he didn't cover his face. Most of his face was hidden from the light, so it was almost impossible to see his expression. But the coldness in his tone was enough to make people feel creepy.

Heng Qi grabbed the front of Xu Tingzhou's wrist, which contained his improper thoughts. With a little force, the pain made him unable to move.

He makes a living by writing. If his right hand is broken, his wealth and prosperity for the rest of his life will be ruined.

So Xu Tingzhou had no choice but to grit his teeth and keep silent. He was now under attack from both sides and must not act rashly.

"Open it up and see who it is. I was sleepy at night and didn't hear clearly." The young marquis was unhappy for the first time in a long time. He twisted his hand and there was a "click" sound, which caused Xu Tingzhou some physical pain.

Xu Tingzhou's right wrist was twisted in a strange position. Seeing him sweating in pain, Ah'ao knew in her heart that it was dislocated.

Ah-yi looked up at Heng-chi, who was almost hidden in the shadows. Although the young marquis had almost no emotion on his face, his face was darker than the night outside.

"Master Xu, can you now confess what you are doing here in the middle of the night?" Ah's voice also turned cold, and she sat on the bed with her legs bent without any airs.

"You...you guys, you treated me like a fool. Since you didn't even think about covering it up, why can't you let me find out the truth myself?" Xu Tingzhou's gentle and hypocritical gentleman appearance could no longer be maintained due to the pain, and he stammered while accusing in anger and grief.

"So you clearly suspected that I was a woman and not a coroner, but you still planned to break into my bedroom in the middle of the night and use despicable methods to verify your thoughts." Ah'ao took out a long knife from the bed and with some difficulty placed the scabbard under Xu Tingzhou's neck.

It is said that the young marquis had already set up the bed curtains and was going to pretend to go back to take a bath and then come back quietly after the lights were turned off.

Before leaving, he took out the long sword and left it to Ah-yi. It seemed to appear out of thin air, and no one knew where he had put the sword before.

Ah-yi and this knife were old acquaintances. Its blade was three fingers wide, and the blade was three feet and three inches long. The snow-white, cold blade could cut iron like mud, and it was a rare and good weapon.

On the day of Zhao Hou's funeral, the knife was placed across her neck.

Later on, it was rare. The young marquis inherited the title and gradually became less aggressive, no longer carrying a blade when meeting people.

Its owner was now sitting on a round stool at the back, writing with his elbows tucked in and leaning on the round table.

"Tell me your inference, Lord Xu."

Xu Tingzhou thought that this man had Hengzhi as his backer, but he didn't expect Hengzhi to be so obedient that he would even let this woman manipulate his sharp blade. It seemed that he thought too simply.

No, he wasn't thinking in the right direction at all!
Xu Tingzhou quickly reviewed the current situation in his mind and suddenly understood it clearly.

"So that's how it is." He looked up at Ah's wife and said, "You are not a coroner at all. You are the wife of the Marquis of Zhao."

Oh, that's right.

Before coming to Kezhou, Xu Tingzhou saw that his master was always frowning and hesitant to speak. When seeing him off, he stammered and told him that he had some connection with the Marquis Zhao and his wife, and he should say hello to them when they met.

At that time, Xu Tingzhou didn't take it seriously at all. Because according to common sense, why would he bring his wife along when he encountered such a gloomy corpse and a bizarre murder case during his work?

So when Xu Tingzhou first saw Ah-yi during the day, he was just a little suspicious. Then the three of them were immersed in the investigation of the wounds on the body, and he forgot about the matter.

It was not until I tidied up the room and took another look before leaving that I remembered that something was wrong.

I didn’t expect that Marquis Zhao was indeed not an ordinary person, and his wife looked even less like an ordinary person.

"It turns out that the famous young marquis is actually a henpecked man who even takes his wife with him when investigating a case." Xu Tingzhou's broken jar was smashed into pieces by him. He sneered and straightened his back, trying to maintain his airs. Heng Qi sat behind him, his hair dyed the color of moonlight.

"Yes." The young marquis suddenly became casual again, "You may not know me very well. I am a henpecked man."

Xu Tingzhou: “…”

This is a mockery of you! Why aren't you angry? Why shouldn't you be angry?

Xu Tingzhou was so angry that he almost died, and unconsciously forgot the conclusion he had just come to: Zhao Hou and his wife were not ordinary people.

However, the young marquis had no intention of stopping, and instead intensified his provocation of Xu Tingzhou, "She is my wife, so naturally she can control me anytime and anywhere."

Ah-yi took a deep breath.

"Master Xu is not married yet, so he naturally doesn't understand the joy of a newlywed life."

Being caught by the couple was shame enough for Xu Tingzhou to die. Now, after hearing the young marquis's nonsense, he was even more ashamed and angry.

If it were daytime, one would definitely be able to see that his face looked as pale as pig liver.

"Look, I don't care whether you expose me or not, and I don't care whether you know my relationship with the young marquis." Ah's wife put the blade back and started to get to the point. "I just want to know why your master sent you to investigate You Tong's death."

Of course, Hengzhi's focus was different from A's. But since he was helping the princess tonight, Hengzhi didn't mind listening to some gossip.

"How could I betray the general?"

"Then look at what this is."

The hard products knocked against each other, making a crisp sound. Then Xu Tingzhou saw two objects in the darkness that could be seen with a little light.

One was a small square silver token, and the other looked like a jade bracelet.

"Is this... the general's mansion token and the madam's bracelet?" Xu Tingzhou calmed down and looked puzzled.

"You have seen it." Ah-yi casually put it on her hand, "You are very knowledgeable, Master Xu."

Xu Tingzhou had seen this bracelet on Mrs. Li Chongxuan's wrist for some time in the past.

Liu was a very gentle person. When the officials were discussing matters in the study, she would often send some tea and snacks to take care of their hunger and satiety. Xu Tingzhou had also had Liu's tea several times, and he could tell the quality of the bracelet with a little attention.

A'an also won the bet.

Li Chongxuan was a very rigid person. She knew that Li Chongxuan had given her a jade bracelet on the wedding day, and he would definitely buy another one for his wife.

Although no two jade ornaments are exactly alike, jade bracelets are always made in pairs. You can either find one with the same color and shape, or go back and buy the other one from the pair.

Looking at Xu Tingzhou's familiar expression, it was indeed the case.

Tokens are another matter.

Actually, this item was not given to Ah-yi. When Li Chongxuan first established his government in Yuanzhou, he ordered craftsmen to make several tokens as tokens to be given to close friends or acquaintances in case of emergency.

Seeing the token from the General's Mansion is like seeing Li Chongxuan himself, and it has the same effect as the emperor's golden token.

The one in Ah-yi's hand was given to her mother, Empress Chen Zhaoying, at that time. So it looks a bit worn and worn, and it has been there for a while.

When she fled the capital, Mrs. Cui stuffed a lot of things into her package. Ah-yi lost some unused gold and silver jewelry, which were heavy and could not be pawned, but she deliberately kept this heavy token.

Just to be able to have today.

Xu Tingzhou was also very conflicted when he saw these two things.

He remembered again the thing Li Chongxuan had asked him to take care of. Could it be that his lord really had some kind of friendship with the Marquis Zhao and his wife?
But Li Chongxuan personally ordered that the matter of You Tong should not be made public.

"You don't have to say anything." Hengzhi listened quietly for a long time, and added some firewood to the princess. "You are a writer, and you asked to investigate the case yourself just to make merit."

Xu Tingzhou paused.

"No matter how bizarre the death is, it will eventually be found out. When I enter Yuanzhou, I will say that you disobeyed my orders, but you will be in vain." In the silence, the young marquis's voice was icy cold, "You will think about it."

The couple acted the role of Bai Lianzi in unison, one in front and one behind.

Xu Tingzhou calmed down and thought about it.

What Hengzhi said is indeed the current situation he is facing.

When gods fight, the little devil suffers. Now Li Chongxuan knows that the pair of "perfect couples" in front of him are gods, and he himself is the little devil who is caught in the middle.

If I don't tell you, I'm afraid I won't have a good life after tonight, but it doesn't necessarily mean I won't tell you. What if the Marquis' wife just wants to hear some stories to relieve her boredom?

Anyway, she didn't have any background, and I heard she was just a laundry woman. Wasn't it all because of Zhao Hou's influence?
"You Tong." Xu Tingzhou hesitated, "He is not an ordinary soldier."

"He seems to be hiding the secrets of Chong'an Palace."

(End of this chapter)