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927. Chapter 927 Biting cold like a dream 70

A little maid walked out of a side room in the yard, holding a wooden tray with tea and snacks in her hand. She carefully placed the things on the stone table, not daring to say a word.

Quietly retreated.

Qianhe picked up the tea and took a sip, and then took another sip. It seemed that only the warm tea could wash away the shock in her heart. After thinking for a long time, she still had a look of doubt on her face, "No matter how much I think about it, I don't think this is the prince."

You should know better than anyone else how the prince treats you. It’s impossible for him to do such a thing. Don’t you think it’s strange that he can hurt your heart like this and let you see it with your own eyes?”

"My father once had contact with the relics of the Song Dynasty. I have always wondered if it was my father who was plotting something, so Hu Gechi found out and killed him." Arnold gritted his teeth, "Even he should know

I will send my father away in a few days, why not give me a few more days to do everything well?"

"Have you seen that person?" Qian He's eyes lit up, "Have you seen that person? Think about whether that person was also at the scene. Or, who did you see that scene with?

It’s impossible to just happen to visit your parents!”

Arnold's heart felt as if someone had suddenly knocked her. She raised her head and looked at Qianhe blankly, "What do you mean..."

Qian He nodded, "If the prince wants to do something, he will definitely hide it from you. What's more, your parents' identities are so special, no one will suspect him if he does it secretly."

"He really doesn't admit that he killed my parents." Arnold said softly, the uncertainty in his tone already causing her belief in the truth to begin to waver. "At that time, I heard someone say that my father had an appointment with Zhenjin, so I

When I went out, I happened to meet Zhen Jin and we went to the courtyard where my parents live."

"Then what?"

Arnold frowned tightly, "When Zhenjin and I entered the yard, we saw the house was brightly lit and the door was open. When we entered the house, we found that everything around was in chaos. My mother held a handful and rubbed it on her heart.

The dagger is almost..." At this point, Arnold immediately shook his head in panic, "No, my mother was always present. It was my mother who told me to take revenge."

"Did you hear with your own ears that your mother asked you to take revenge?" Qianhe asked, with doubt in her tone.

"No, my mother left before she finished her words." Arnold said in despair, the corners of his eyes turning red again.

"If the prince went to arrest someone, then I believe there must be someone there at the time. Didn't the prince bring his guards with him at that time? Have you ever asked the guards what happened? Maybe they saw everything!"

"They are Hu Gechi's people. How can we believe their words?"

"Listening to your words, I can confirm that you confirmed the prince's crime without even asking. What you did was really a bit confusing. There is a saying that the authorities are blind to the beholder." Qianhe said softly, with a look in his eyes.

With helplessness, he said, "I think there is something fishy about this matter. If you want to know what exactly happened, you'd better ask the guards who were present at the time."

Arnold felt that the thick fog lingering in her heart seemed to have been blown away by the wind. She looked at Qianhe for a long time before nodding, "I'm afraid I have to ask the two guards."

When she rushed into the room, she saw a mess. It was obvious that there had been a fight, but her father's health was not particularly good, and his martial arts had been weakened a lot due to illness. If Ruohu Gechi wanted to kill him, wouldn't it be possible?

No need to fight in a stalemate?

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