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027 Misunderstanding

Feng Qingchen felt that she was so depressed that she was going to die.

If you go to this hellish place and offend anyone, they are all big shots. If those people want to humiliate her, they can kill her if they want to kill her. There is no need to worry about breaking the law.

Dongling Ziluo is, the Queen is, Su Wenqing is, and now this Shuntianfu Yi is again.

How unlucky is she to have offended so many powerful people?

ah……

Feng Qingchen had the desire to kill people.

Zhou Xing was not aware of Feng Qingchen's anger at all. At this time, his face was red, his ears were hot, his eyes were flashing, and he did not dare to look at Feng Qingchen. He only shook his head instinctively: "No, no, I don't know."

At this time, Zhou Xingcai remembered the scandal about Feng Qingchen at the city gate a few days ago.

It's not that Zhou Xing doesn't remember things, it's Feng Qingchen's composure that makes it hard for people to connect her with the rumored "Miss Feng".

No woman can still laugh or dance when faced with something like that. This Feng Qingchen is really an anomaly.

Zhou Xing nodded vigorously, confirming what he said, and when he reached the peak of his life and looked back on the past, he realized that his original evaluation was really substandard. Feng Qingchen was not an alien, but a monster.

When the Qing Dynasty encountered such a thing, no matter how bold Feng Qingchen was, he had to be cautious. However, seeing Zhou Xing's worried look, Feng Qingchen still comforted him kindly:

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. Just ask them to wait for me and I'll change my clothes and go out."

You can be embarrassed in front of your own family, but you can't be rude in front of outsiders.

She regarded Zhou Xing as family.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Zhou Xing glanced at Feng Qingchen worriedly and ran out as fast as he could.

At the same time, he secretly decided in his heart that he must buy a maid, otherwise he would not dare to come to the inner courtyard in the future.

Feng Qingchen changed her clothes and came to the hall, where she saw two acquaintances: "Hey, why is it you again?"

"Hey!" The two officials smiled naively and stood up immediately.

These two people were the officials who went to Feng Mansion that day to ask Feng Qingchen to pick up the body.

"What do you want from me?" Feng Qingchen said calmly.

There was nothing he could do about it. Looking at the looks of the two official servants, Feng Qingchen guessed that he might have guessed wrong. If Mr. Yan's father really took action, how could these official officials be so polite?

Dongling Ziluo, I'm so sorry, I just misunderstood you.

Feng Qingchen said silently in his heart.

Haha, haha.

Outside the imperial city, Dongling Ziluo stood in front of the crowd and kept rubbing his nose.

"Your Majesty?" The guard behind him quickly turned aside to block Dongling Ziluo, looking panicked at the same time.

General Yuwen defeated the Nanling Dynasty and returned in triumph. Today he moved his troops back to the court. Uncle Nine Emperors led hundreds of civil and military officials to greet him outside the city gate.

If something goes wrong at this time, it would be disrespectful to the meritorious officials. If those civil servants get involved in a book, even the most favored prince of the emperor will not be able to please him.

"It's okay." Dongling Ziluo waved his hand, but thought to himself that he was not sick or in pain, so it couldn't be that someone was scolding him.

Then, Feng Qingchen's shadow unfortunately appeared in Dongling Ziluo's mind.

Just when Dongling Ziluo was thinking about this possibility, the herald came to report that General Yuwen's army was still twenty miles away from the city gate.

Dongling Ziluo quickly straightened himself up and calmed down his mind.



Feng Qingchen sat calmly on the main seat, picked up the cup on the table and started drinking. She didn't think it was a big deal to be visited by an official.

Zhou Xing nodded secretly. This woman's psychological quality was really good. She was obviously worried that Shuntian Fuyi would cause trouble for her, but she looked unfazed.

If he had Feng Qingchen's mentality, maybe he wouldn't be in this situation.

Alas... time is also fate.

Zhou Xing shook his head and backed away silently. As a pariah, he still had psychological pressure to meet an official.

"Didn't you say it's urgent? If you want to talk to me about anything," Feng Qingchen said proactively after seeing that the two officials didn't speak for a long time.

The two officers looked at me and I looked at you. The older one hesitated for a moment and stood up: "Miss Feng, the younger one is here to ask for Miss Feng's help."

"Help? What can I help you with?" Feng Qingchen looked up strangely.

However, I felt relieved in my heart.

Apparently, Mr. Yan's father didn't have the guts to touch her, so Dongling Ziluo, a scumbag, still has some credibility.

Hello…

Luo suffered another tragedy.

A look of shame flashed across the officer's face, and he squeaked.

It turns out that Shuntian Mansion received a murder case early this morning. The two-month-old eldest son of the second wife of the Xie family died. The murderer was suspected to be the second wife's head wife.

The so-called eldest son of a concubine is the first boy born to a concubine or a concubine other than the main wife.

The typical big house cannot accommodate the concubine's son, and the tragedy of a wealthy family is that a killer is killed.

Although the second wife of the Xie family does not have much power, the Xie family is a century-old family, which is even older than the Dongling Dynasty, which was founded less than a century ago.

Although such a family is low-key, it is quite powerful, has many branches and leaves, and has connections in all walks of life. In addition to the Xie family, there is also a Wang family in Dongling, which is also a century-old family.

The education of the direct sons and daughters of the Wang and Xie families is no worse than that of the princes and princesses.

The Minister of Household Affairs of the Dongling Dynasty was from the Xie family, and Xian Fei, one of the four concubines, also came from the Xie family.

As soon as the case was reported, Shuntian Fuyi started a trial immediately, but after a long trial, no result could be reached.

The concubine insisted that the last person to see the child was the real wife. The doctor could also testify that the child was healthy. The autopsy result of the concubine was that he died of suffocation.

It stands to reason that all the evidence for this person is there, but the wife refuses to admit it, and no matter how hard she is tortured, it is useless. A weak woman, who was beaten until she was breathless, refuses to sign a certificate for authentication.

And the second wife's first wife is not someone without background. She is a branch of the Wang family. When something goes wrong, her maid goes to the Wang family to make the decision.

Now the situation is happy.

A life case turned out to be a face-fight between the Wang and Xie families.

Shuntian Prefecture Yi, one of two adults, wanted to go to the palace to report, but he thought that General Yuwen would return to the court today, and he would have to report this matter. It is estimated that the black gauze hat he just wore would fall off.

Just when he didn't know what to do, his subordinates suddenly mentioned Feng Qingchen and told them in detail what happened in the morgue that day.

Su Wenqing had already confessed this matter and it was not allowed to be spread outside.

But an explanation is an explanation. How could the officials miss this opportunity to make meritorious deeds?

So, as if Mr. Fu Yi had grasped the last straw, he quickly sent the official to ask Feng Qingchen for help.

And I repeatedly told you to be polite, and be polite again, but you must invite people.

"What's your surname, Mr. Yi?" After listening, Feng Qingchen asked a question that had nothing to do with the matter.

Although the official was surprised, he still answered politely: "Master Fuyi's surname is Wei, his given name is Xueliang, and his courtesy name is..."

"Okay, there's no need to say anything else later." Feng Qingchen waved her hand to interrupt when she heard that her surname was not Yan.

"Master Wei? Why should he be called Shuntian Fuyi?"

"Five days ago, my predecessor, Mr. Yi Shiyan of Shuntian Prefecture, was released." The official vaguely guessed it and quickly told Feng Qingchen what he wanted to know.

"Oh..." Feng Qingchen nodded, stood up, and raised his hands to the two officials: "Boss, I understand the matter, but I'm sorry, I can't help. I'm not

Wu Zuo. What happened to the second young master of the Su family is just a blind thing bumping into a dead rat. You two bad brothers, please go slowly, I won’t send him away."

She is a surgeon, not a forensic doctor. She can only treat illnesses and save lives, but cannot conduct autopsies and judge cases.

There is no problem for her to go while the people are alive, but when everyone is dead, how can she help?

Besides, this matter is obviously thankless. No matter what the outcome is, she will offend someone.

The newly appointed Lord Wei did not dare to offend the king, so the Xie family decided to let her, Feng Qingchen, be the leader.

Huh... I really think she, Feng Qingchen, is a brainless daughter of a boudoir.

Feng Qingchen rolled her eyes angrily.

I won't interfere with this matter today even if I beat her to death. If I'm not careful, I'll get into trouble.

It's a pity that things in this world can never be as Feng Qingchen intended...

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