"Isn't she the daughter of that rotten gambler Qin Zhong? My father's clothes are so cowardly that I can't tell how vicious his daughter is!"
"I heard that he even ran to the prince's bed to seduce him!"
"Who does she think she is? She's just a bit pretty. She actually wants to get involved with the prince, bah!"
"Shh, keep your voice down, the prince is here, it's not our turn to talk here" everyone whispered.
Qin Wan'er listened to these words and knew that if she couldn't give an explanation today, she would be doomed. She glanced at the fat body of the old man on the ground and didn't know whether to sympathize with him or blame him.
"How do you explain it?" Murong Xiao saw that there was no fear in Qin Wan'er's eyes, and he admired her very much. However, in public, even if he had a sense of partiality, he did not dare to express it too much and could only deal with business matters.
"Back to your lord, Master Li's death has nothing to do with me."
Qin Wan'er said without fear and quickly told the whole story. Logically speaking, closing the door is not something that a woman can talk about casually, especially in front of so many people.
But Qin Wan'er obviously didn't have the self-consciousness of ancient women, and was only focused on clearing her name. She started talking about it from the moment Li Jingsheng entered the room, no matter how big or small, and didn't miss anything. When it came to the bottle of medicine she saw, she even analyzed it.
The cause of Mr. Li's death was determined to be sudden death caused by his old age and abuse of aphrodisiac drugs.
He spoke so eloquently that even the guests who had shouted about fighting and killing had all stopped and remained silent.
Everyone listened to her attentively. When they heard Mr. Li tearing off her clothes, those eyes immediately glanced back and forth at her with malicious intent, and some even swallowed their saliva exaggeratedly.
In fact, Murong Xiao is not worried about Li Jingsheng's life and death, but he is here today, and Li Jingsheng is a servant who has served the emperor. As the saying goes, you can't look at the Buddha's face without looking at the monk, so he must handle it properly. Of course, this
Proper handling is done on the surface for others to see. In fact, just deal with it casually.
A dog slave who always follows people's influence and wants to be favored. He should have died long ago.
What grievances can there be?
My thoughts changed, and I saw that everyone was gradually convinced by Qin Wan'er's statement. I thought that this woman was quite knowledgeable, even though she was a bit immoral, so I gave her a favor.
"In that case, let's call him and come for an autopsy."
Everyone nodded in agreement and soon invited Wu Zuo
For a moment, everyone's attention was focused on the coroner who was doing the autopsy. He saw that he had been tinkering for a long time, and then he slightly wiped the sweat from his ears and replied:
"Replying to the prince, Mr. Li did come here in a fit of interest. His energy and blood flowed too fast and his emotions were too excited, so he died suddenly."
Until this moment, Qin Wan'er breathed a long sigh of relief and was finally freed from all suspicion. Just when she saw Mr. Wuzuo looking left and right, she had once doubted his professional ability. It seemed that he was still a real person.
To be honest, if he had been sent to the Palace of Hell for murder within a day of his arrival in this world, this old joke would have been a big one.
The matter was unexpectedly resolved smoothly, and everyone was sent away. Murong Xiao's meaningful look before leaving gave Qin Wan'er a chill that penetrated her bones. This person was so terrifying, as if he could penetrate her own heart at all times.
In my heart, I’d better stay away from such a sinister man in the future.