Anthomaniac Princess - C115

Hearing this, Guo Caiting knelt on the ground, step by step she crawled over, kowtowing heavily as she wailed, “Master, you’re avenging for Xin Ting!”

Qiao Zheng looked deeply at Guo Caiting who was kneeling on the ground, her voice filled with a bitterness she never had before: “Caiting, you … “Let’s go back first. I’ll take care of it.”

Meanwhile, A Qing’s face was full of tears as she tried to help Guo Caiting up, but she couldn’t.

Qiao Liangjin let out a sigh, walked to Guo Caiting’s side, knelt down, and said with his head lowered, “You have to see her alive, you have to see her corpse, your daughter wants to see her body with her own eyes, making decisions. Also, your daughter also wants to meet the person who eloped with her, don’t you know if she’s caught?”

Qiao Maoshan immediately objected: “What a joke, how can such a dirty body enter our mansion?”

Zhen Yuxin also replied, “Jin’er, it doesn’t make sense.”

At this moment, Qiao Liangjin turned her head towards Guo Caiting and said, “What a pity that Qiao Xinting isn’t present in such a scene. If she was here, what would she have thought?”

Before he could finish his words, the door suddenly opened with a “bang”. It was very quiet outside, and there was only the dark, ink-like night.

When they heard Qiao Liangjin’s words, a gust of cold wind blew in, causing them to shiver uncontrollably.

Lin Fang Li immediately hid behind Qiao Mao Shan, grabbing his sleeve and whispering: “Did he cause a ghost?”

When the madame heard Lin Fanli’s not so soft mutterings, she pointed her cane and scolded, “Even if she dies, she’s still a troublemaker. If I had known earlier, I would have let her die in the womb!”

Guo Caiting’s face paled as she stared in shock at the madame who had spoken so maliciously.

On the other hand, the crying Qiao Siyuan was not afraid at all. He shouted at the madame, “Fifth Sister is not a troublemaker!” Then he rushed to the door and shouted towards the night: “Fifth Sister, come back and tell me, who killed you, I will avenge you!”

Just as she cried and shouted these words, Qiao Liangjin suddenly laughed out loud. She turned her head to look at the weeping Qiao Siyuan outside the door and smiled. “This house is actually not even comparable to a nine-year-old child.”

The corner of Guo Caiting’s mouth slightly pursed as she lowered her head.

Qiao Zheng inadvertently saw Guo Caiting’s actions and her heart fell into chaos. He waved his hand and said: “Go bring the Fifth Miss’ corpse in as well as that little brat.”

Chastity was about to continue to stop him when she heard Qiao Lianjin say sinisterly, “I wonder who died. If they really find someone to kill, would they come knocking at night?”

Chastity sighed and said, “Well, in the end, she’s still the young miss of our Prime Minister’s Estate. It’s better for her to come back.”

The madame did not think that Qiao Zheng would actually have his corpse brought in. Even his breathing became rough as he slammed his palm on the tea table and scolded angrily, “I’d like to take a good look at what this is like and how he came to find me.”

Qiao Liangjin’s long eyebrows creased. She got up and walked over to the madame’s side. She used a handkerchief to wipe her forehead and advised, “Madame, you are too old. Don’t always get angry.”

The madame did not like Qiao Liangjin to begin with. She pushed him away and scolded angrily, “It’s all your fault. You still have the nerve to speak. From tomorrow onwards, you are not to leave the ancestral hall for three months!”

Qiao Liangjin sighed and took a few steps back. “Yes, madame,” he responded.

As he spoke, the servant brought Qiao Xinting’s corpse in. There was a white cloth over one of the doors. Only a few strands of hair were visible.

When Qiao Ya and Qiao Yue-er saw the corpse, they were so frightened that they embraced Qiao Ningzi’s arm.

An extremely ordinary-looking man was also pushed through the door by a servant. As soon as he entered, he kneeled on the ground, exclaiming that he was wrongly accused.

The ruckus in the room annoyed Qiao Liangjin. She touched her earlobes and walked over to Qiao Xinting’s corpse. She crouched down and abruptly opened the cloth.

“Ah …” All the women in the room screamed and covered their faces.

The moment Qiao Liangjin saw the corpse, she almost thought that she had seen wrongly. The corpse in front of him seemed to be Qiao Xinting. If she hadn’t saved her, she would have definitely been moved at this moment.

The moment Guo Caiting saw the corpse’s face, her eyes rolled back in her head and she fainted.

Qiao Liangjin turned around and helped Guo Caiting up. Only then did Guo Caijing slowly wake up. She rushed over as if she was crazy, and carefully looked at her face. She even wanted to feel the corpse’s arms.

Qiao Zheng could not bear to watch any longer and advised: “Cai Ting …”

The old mistress snorted and turned away, refusing to look at the corpse.

Qiao Liangjin turned around and looked at the man who kept mumbling to herself. “Who are you?”

Hearing someone ask him, the man raised his head in fear, but looked around and replied, “I …” “I am a scholar.”

“And then?”

“Fifth Miss said she likes me, but she’s the young lady of the Prime Minister’s Estate. The Residence definitely won’t allow her to marry me, so we made an appointment to elope …” The man opened his mouth and spoke very smoothly.

Qiao Liangjin smiled lightly and crouched down. She looked at the man with a cold gaze, “How do you know each other?”

“Ah …” Fifth Miss often goes out to sell medicine. Once, she fell down and I helped her up. The man’s answer was fluent.

Qiao Liangjin stood up and looked at the rowdy crowd in the room. She looked like she was watching a good show and was smiling yet not smiling.

Zhen Yuxin’s face turned green. This girl just asked a few simple questions and then stood there looking as if she wanted to see how you were going to continue acting. This caused her teeth to itch in hatred.

Joan of Arc suddenly felt uncertain if the corpse in front of her could be deceived by Qiao Zheng or if the witness in front of her could be a good witness to this lie. She suddenly felt as if there was grass growing in her heart, and for some inexplicable reason, she still felt that she would fail.

“The body has been seen, witnesses have been found… You don’t need to ask about anything else, right? ” After a while, Yuanyuan said expressionlessly.

Qiao Zheng nodded his head as well and weakly waved his hand. “No matter what, Xin Ting is my daughter. Dress her up properly and bury her.”

“No, no, no …” She’s not my daughter… I want to check the soles of her feet. ” On the other side, the crazed Guo Caiting quickly took off the shoes and socks of the corpse.

The moment she saw the soles of her feet, Guo Caiting’s sad expression changed. She suddenly laughed out loud, threw away the shoes and socks in her hands and said, “I told you, she’s not my daughter!”

“What?” Everyone in the room stood up, stunned.

With a cold expression that had never been seen before, Guo Caiting said with a smile, “When Xin Ting was ten years old, she went out to help me get it. In the end, the ground beneath her feet was cut open, leaving behind a scar …”

Joan of Arc sucked in a breath of cold air and her body swayed. She sat back in her chair and stared blankly at Qiao Liangjin. She had lost again, and lost to this sixteen year old girl.

Qiao Liangjin stroked her chin and asked with a frown: “If this isn’t Xinting, then does that mean that there’s no matter of running away?”

He turned around and looked at the man, and smiled sinisterly: “Who sent you? Why did you slander my fifth sister? ”

The man looked behind Qiao Liangjin and returned to his senses. He replied as if he was going to die, “I don’t know anything. I only know that Fifth Miss said she wanted to elope with me.”

Qiao Liangjin gave a backhand slap on the man’s face. Perhaps because she had used all of her strength, the man fell to the side and spat out a few teeth while waiting.

Qiao Liangjin stroked her palm and laughed coldly, “This time it’s just a few teeth, next time it’s your life … “Tell me, who ordered you?”

The man covered his mouth, but did not speak.

A few people’s footsteps could be heard outside the courtyard. The Moon Gate was opened and four people with lanterns on their heads walked in.

Ah Kuan’s voice sounded very surprised as he said, “Found Fifth Miss!”

A girl wearing a black cloak, Qing Ling, stepped into the door. She raised her slender hand and lifted her hood. A small, white face appeared in front of everyone.

Joan of Arc’s face turned pale again.

The old lady seemed to be frightened. She clutched her chest and panted desperately.

Guo Caiting stood up, running in big strides until she was in front of Qiao Xinting and hugged her. With tears streaming down her face, she said, “I thought you were dead. I really thought you were dead …”

Qiao Xinting, on the other hand, no longer had her previous immaturity. She gently patted Guo Caiting’s back to comfort her, “It’s fine, Mother. It’s fine now.”

Qiao Siyuan also ran over in delight. He wanted to hug Qiao Xinting, but he didn’t know how. He could only rub his nose and smile with reddened eyes. “Fifth Sister, it’s good that you’re fine. Where did you go?”

Qiao Zheng was shocked at first but he soon became happy as well. He stood up and walked to Qiao Xinting’s side, his voice filled with concern. “Where have you been hiding?”

Qiao Xinting was somewhat embarrassed as she explained, “Big sister’s Pear Blossom is drunk. I saw that the fox loved to drink it, so I fed it and smelled the fragrance of the warm air. I also tasted it and slept for two nights and one day.”

Qiao Liangjin had an astonished look on her face as she asked, “Why have you always been sleeping in my Golden Flower Pavilion?”

When Qiao Ya saw that she was still alive and Qiao Liangjin still had an expression of shock, she interrupted and asked, “What are you two up to?”

Qiao Liangjin turned around with a smile and made a gesture to drink a cup of tea. Qiao Ya glared at Qiao Liangjin with hatred and stopped talking.

Qiao Liangjin turned to look at Qiao Zheng and said with a smile, “There is someone in this house who is up to no good. Father, this person wants to slander my fifth sister. Why don’t you just beat him to death?”

Qiao Zheng glanced at the kneeling man covered in blood and snorted coldly. “That’s fine too, I don’t need to go out and harm the girls of other families.”

When the servant outside came in, he wanted to drag the man out and beat him to death. The man was anxious and struggled desperately, not letting go as he held on to the doorsill: “I said …” I said… “It’s her …”

The finger pointed into the room. Everyone turned to look, only to see the finger pointing straight at Qiao Ya, Qiao Yue-er and Qiao Ningzi who were huddled together.