Chapter 18: First sight

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The bright lights, the dazzling hijab, but the headless bride in a red wedding dress sat comfortably in the dimly cramped space inside the sedan. If you don't look closely, you may even feel that there is a living person in the sedan.
Yue Jia fell down in the cold sweat like rain, his back slammed into the coolness, and people stayed like a sculpture for a while, until all kinds of screams and noisy noises made him recover, and with a sound, he took the sedan chair The curtain came down.
"What's going on?! I... am I blinded!"
Princess Taichang looked at the curtain door unbelievably, and then looked at the frightened eyes of the people around him, and he was stunned for a moment.
Anyang Hou Yueqiong strode forward and lifted the car curtain again, Wei Yanzhi followed up, glanced inward from the car window, this time, Wei Yan's face was white and even two steps back, his eyes suddenly turned red !
"No, impossible, impossible--"
"We talked in the afternoon and in the afternoon, impossible!"
The accident happened so suddenly that the two maidservants of Suixi ran up from behind, one of them opened the window of the car, and at the same time screamed and screamed back, not a few steps back, and fell to the ground and cried!
"Miss! How come Miss, God, Miss..."
"Miss is dead...our lady is dead, how is this possible..."
The people in Song's government soon knew that things had changed, and most of them wept in tears.
This is a rare event in Jinzhou’s hundred years, and no one expected it to be a life-threatening, and it was still such a terrible newlyweds headless scene. The guests waited for a day to recover from the fright and did not want to leave quickly. Anyang Hou Mansion.
"It's really awful, the bride died on the day of her marriage."
"Have you seen clearly, the bride has no head, but fortunately, we have a lot of people, otherwise we have to be scared to death, let's go, this is a murder case, and soon the people of the government will come, let us not get in trouble! "
When the guests talked in a few words, most of them retreated to the gate of the house. Only one or two of them looked at Xijiao with their eyes bold. Anyang Hou Yueqiong patted a back of Yue Jia to cheer him up, and then moved towards the guests. Arching, "You guys, I'm really sorry, today's wedding will not work, let everyone wait for half a day, now the hour is late, Ben Hou immediately ordered his men to send you home, change the day, change the Japanese Hou personally to the door You apologize."
Hearing this, everyone naturally "dare not", and in the next moment, a short man in a Chinese suit and a fat body came out of the crowd, "Hou Ye! Are you going to send someone over immediately? This is a murder case, how did Hou Ye plan to..."
It was Huo Huaixin, the governor of Jinzhou, who was responsible for the murder case, and naturally he was the supervisor. However, the matter was related to the Anyang Houfu. He had to ask Yue Qiong for his meaning. Yue Qiong immediately handed over when he heard the words, "Brother Huo, this matter is important. Now!"
The dead lady is the daughter of the Song Dynasty Mansion in Beijing, and is on the wedding road. If the Song Dynasty Mansion is in trouble, Anyang Hou Mansion must be involved. If you can't find out what happened, Anyang Hou Man's reputation will be destroyed!
Huo Huaixin understood Yue Qiong's meaning and immediately ordered his men, "Let Qi Qiu take the lead!"
Huo Huaixin walked towards Xijiao immediately. He was not tall, he was slightly fat, and his appearance was unremarkable. A pair of small eyes showed insight and shrewdness. He opened the vehicle and looked inwards. Huo Huaixin He turned calmly and said, "Hou Ye, taking advantage of the arrest, he first appeased today's guests. The bride died on the road. It has nothing to do with Anyang Hou Mansion."
As soon as these words came out, Wei Yanzhi, whose eyes were flushed, stepped forward, "No, Hou Ye, Xiao Rou is from the dead Jinzhou Mansion. He came here to marry Anyang Hou Mansion. You can't ignore this, you... You want to be fair to Xiaorou!"
When he heard that Wei Yanzhi was wrong, Yue Qiong hurriedly said, "The immortal nephew is not in a hurry, Huo Zhifu doesn't mean that. You can rest assured that this matter will definitely be managed in the Anyang Hou Mansion. If Huo Zhifu is there, you will definitely find out. You, the nephew, took the people from the Guogong Mansion to Anhou Hou Man immediately. You marry all the way, and you still need your cooperation."
Huo Huaixin nodded, "This is the truth, you calm down your mind first, and I will ask you one by one later."
Wei Yanzhi nodded as if his soul had been taken away, and the eyes were all in pain. On this side, Princess Chang was holding her heart and was helped by Yan Chi and Jiang's to the inner courtyard. Yan Chi fought for many years and never feared the dead, but this matter The shock to him is not small.
So Song Rong Nai is a newly-married lady. Who would kill her with such a cruel way?
"Aunt Granny shouldn't be sad. Your body matters most when this incident happened suddenly."
Princess Taichang held her heart and lamented, "How good you are, how... The girl is only 17 years old, who was supposed to be my granddaughter-in-law, how..." Then, Princess Taichang grabbed Jiang's, "You have a good discussion with Yue Qiong, and quickly send someone back to Beijing to report the funeral. We just broke the wedding ceremony, but Song Guogong's government has no love girl, hey..."
Jiang's voice relented, and Princess Taichang grabbed Yan Chi again, "Xiao Qi, when will you leave? The wedding ceremony is gone, you..."
Yan hurriedly shook her head. "Grandma is assured, the Holy Ghost has given me two months. I can stay there for a few days. Now that something is wrong with Houfu, I just stayed to see what can help."
The Princess Tai Chang was so relieved that she was helped into the inner courtyard and rested. Yan Chi didn’t make a stop. She came straight out of the gate of the house. The fact tonight was strange and horrible. He wanted to help Hou House. It was also inspired by the inquiry.
"Miss! Let's go! You are not afraid at all! The slave-servant will have nightmares tonight. It's terrible. Why should the slave-servant squeeze to see the bride? The slave-servant will be scared when he looks at the Xijiao..."
Since the main entrance was parked with Xijiao, no one wanted to go from there, so they went into the house and walked across the flower hall to the west gate of Houfu, and Qin Guan was the last one to enter the house. She frowned, her footsteps remained. Not going fast.
How can the bride die? And died in Xi Jiao.
It was not death from poisoning, or death from injury, but the head was cut off by life.
Qin Guan's feet came, where did the bride's head go?
"Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you scared?"
Fu Ling looked at Qin Guan's expression with some worry, Qin Guan recovered, and shook his head.
At that time, my father was only a small prison officer, and was running on a murder case of a wife and concubine. The mother, on the way of her father's investigation, gave birth to her in a carriage.
It was rumored that when her father had a post-mortem, her mother was breastfeeding her. Later, when she was older, she could even be her father’s book boy, helping to record the main points of the murder and the scars of the deceased. In many ways, she came and went, and she learned even her father's skills.
His father was open-minded and took her to the autopsy for several times.
Later, as a mother, she felt that it was always bad for her daughter's family to be convicted with the prison prison. Only then took her to worship the medicine king Sun Xi as a teacher, and seriously practiced medicine. After that, her father was promoted to Dali Temple Secretary and the family settled down. In Yujingcheng, although she changed into an official female lady who never leaves home, the case files in her father's study are her daily pastime.
Father sighed, but unfortunately she is not a boy.
Qin Guan withdrew his thoughts, "When a person dies, he loses consciousness, and ghosts and gods are all rumours, don't be afraid."
Fu Ling shook his head and pulled Qin Wan to speed up his pace. "The slave-servant is still afraid, miss. Let's go faster. This is a murder case. Let's not get in trouble. This Anyang Hou Mansion is afraid of suffering."
Qin Guan is still unscathed. "It has nothing to do with Anyang Hou Mansion. The bride died on the road and died at least two hours. In any case, it has nothing to do with Anyang Hou Mansion."
On the corridor across the wall, Yan Chi came to a stop. How did she know that the bride had died for at least two hours?
As soon as the thought came out, Yan Chi turned around and only went to the corner of the flower wall.
Not only is not afraid of the dead, but also knows the time of death of the newlyweds?
Yan Chi speeded up his pace and immediately reached the end of the Huaqiang.
The moment he walked out of the flower wall, he saw the silhouette of Pingting not far away under the dim lights.
His eyes narrowed, Yan Chifeng's eyes narrowed.
The women he has seen are numerous, and those with beautiful flowers and beautiful faces are also countless.
But this one is different from all common colors.
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