The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

Master Dong didn't think so, but he heard the next person say after returning home.

Xie Pinggang laughed sarcastically: "If I really want to force her to marry, hang a knife around your neck, it will be easier than forcing her to be a little girl!"

Father Dong's eyes were full of anger.

"Master Dong, the matter hasn't been found out yet, so I can't talk nonsense. Today, the lonely person happened to be here, so I brought a staff from the Sixing Temple and waited to check. What is the cause of this person's death? Let me be fair." The prince's words cannot be refuted.

Master Dong actually wanted to bury his daughter earlier.

It is not a good reputation to involve Sixing Temple.

But he couldn't blatantly rebel against the prince, especially the prince was still... with kindness.

Had to bite the bullet and invited people in.

Women's boudoirs can now be entered.

Xie Pinggang looked at Dong Yiyun as the victim, and his attitude was different from usual, and he was more careful.

The furnishings in this girl's room are quite regular, neither excessively luxurious nor overly simple. They are quite ordinary. The only difference is that there is a bookcase in the boudoir with a lot of miscellaneous books on top.

I heard that Miss Dong was not dressed very neatly when she died, but now she has put on new clothes, her hair has been combed, and she is much cleaner.

"Before your girl died, what was unusual?" Xie Pinggang asked.

The maids trembled with fright.

Their eyes were crying and swollen. When they were questioned, they replied in a dumb voice: "We, our girl, have been crying and crying since the day of engagement, saying that our lives are suffering, and we are afraid, from time to time. I'm going to get angry again... the mood is very restless.

In this way, I felt that I was frightened by Xie Pinggang.

"Impossible. I saw her the day before the engagement. She didn't look like she was sick." Xie Pinggang said.

Zhao Xuanjing thought for a while, and a cold voice rang: "What did she eat recently?"

"Eat? Just as usual... simple dishes, no different..." the maid said honestly.

"Before the marriage, I heard that a culprit broke into her boudoir, who is the culprit, can I find out?" Xie Pinggang said again.

When I said this, everyone in the room changed their expressions.

Especially Mrs. Dong, trembling with anger: "You, you don't want to talk nonsense! She is dead, do you want to ruin her reputation?"

How can such a thing spread out? !

Moreover, since it was an inquiry, it was naturally recorded by someone nearby. These words were all presented to the court to testify!

Xie Pinggang didn't care: "People are dead, what's the use of pursuing the reputation? Is it important to avenge her, or is it important? You don't know how to be a father?"

Master Dong trembled in his heart, helpless, and had no choice but to gritted his teeth: "You, you know what you said! Who else except you who broke in that day and that day?! If it weren't, you thought I would marry my daughter. Give you this brat?!"

"Speak well, don't be noisy, let alone insult Xie Qing as a person." Zhao Xuanjing spoke again.

Protect the calf.

Xie Pinggang is his person, and Xie Qiao is standing next to him.

Master Dong was heartbroken by the prince's words, and it was a suffocation in his heart.

He was the one who died of his daughter. What does the prince mean? The bias is too obvious, right? !

Originally, it was Xie Pinggang who defiled his daughter first. The prince was so unreasonable, and now Xie Pinggang has opened his mouth to wrong his second daughter. If this matter is spread out and taken seriously, what if his eldest daughter’s marriage should go wrong? !