Doctor Lin shook his head in fear, "Back to Madam, the Third Madam is indeed out of breath. According to my diagnosis, she died of drowning."
"Drowning?" As soon as Dr. Lin finished speaking, the old lady felt her vision go dark and her body swayed a few times. If Su Ying and the maids hadn't supported her in time, she would have fainted and fallen to the ground.
Su Ying wiped away her tears and whispered softly, "Mother, my condolences."
"Which maid was accompanying the third lady just now? Where did the third lady go? Why did she suddenly drown?" The eldest lady looked calmer than everyone else and asked sharply.
"It's my slave Bai Ling who is accompanying the third lady." Beside, the panicked little maid ran out with her head lowered in fear, and knelt on the ground to answer.
The eldest lady flashed her stern eyes, stared at the maid on the ground, and said seriously, "Tell me, what happened just now?"
"Yes." The little maid named Bai Ling, with a face as pale as paper, described the situation just now, "Earlier, the third lady personally collected two pairs of shoe soles and sent them to the third lady. After returning from the third lady, she passed by this place.
In the pond, the third lady saw that the lotus flowers by the pond were blooming well, and said that she would personally pick two to send to the old lady. The slave girl went to look for a hook pole that could hook the lotus branches. Who knows, when the slave girl came back after finding the hook pole, the third lady
The lady just... fell into the water. When the slave saw this, she quickly called for help, but it was already too late..."
"Come back from Third Miss?" The eldest lady looked at Su Yueming with suspicious eyes. At the same time, everyone else also looked at Su Yueming. They saw her squatting next to Mr. Jiang, with a dull expression and a trace of sadness on her face.
No expression either.
"Did Third Aunt fall into the water after returning from Third Sister's place?" Su Baixi's doubtful voice rang out at the right time, "Third Sister, what did you say and do when Third Sister was there?"
Su Yueming remained silent and looked at the maid Bai Ling with her sharp eyes.
"Third sister, third aunt is so kind to you and even picks up the soles for you personally. Why don't you feel sad at all?" Seeing that Su Yueming not only didn't show any sadness, but also had such terrifying eyes, Su Baixi asked in confusion.
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Su Yueming suddenly raised her head, her eyes penetrated the crowd and reached the eldest lady. Their eyes collided in mid-air, and the eldest lady's eyes clearly had a coldness of ridicule.
Su Yueming's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were as cold as a blade, almost splitting the person in half.
"Carry the third lady in, change into clean clothes, and notify the Jiang family to come to mourn." Su Buqing ordered in a deep voice.
Su Yueming knew very well that Jiang's death was definitely not an accident, but a premeditated coincidence.
However, even if Su Buqing knew this, he would never investigate——
Because the third master Su Butao is dead, and now the third wife suddenly drowns, leaving only Su Zikang and the property of the third house, I am afraid that others will be blamed, and the people in the Jiang family will not let this go easily, so in order to give Jiang
People in the government told me that Su Buqing would only try his best to make Jiang's death look like an accident. The eldest lady saw through this and became so rampant.
Jiang's body was quickly put into the coffin without any inspection, and the mourning hall was set up. People from the Jiang family came over, but Jiang's coffin had already been sealed, so they couldn't make any more trouble and cried.
Then he went back.
Mr. Jiang is destined to die in vain!
However, I took pity on Su Zikang, who fell asleep crying, and when he woke up, he started clamoring for his mother.
The night was already deep, and there were faint sounds of crying in the mourning hall. Su Yueming stood in front of the case, holding her breath and concentrating, writing calligraphy.
Leng Ru stood in front of her with his head lowered, and placed the black pills and Chinese medicine for treating vertigo that he pulled out from the prince's leather robe on the table.
"How is it?" Su Yueming put down the brush and asked.