After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

The footprint in front of him was about a foot long. In this era, a foot was about 23 centimeters. Lin Zhiyu tried hard to recall the knowledge he had learned in modern times and calculated the other person's height in his mind.

If her calculations were correct, the other person was probably about 1.6 meters tall, which was a bit short for the palace.

"Qiaoxiu, do you think there is a medicine that can make people confused but still retain their ability to move?"

"When we train, we usually kill the target with one hit. We don't know much about drugs." Qiaoxiu stood up and patted the dust on his body.

There was no human witness or physical evidence. Lin Zhiyu felt like he was going around in circles, as if he was back to the starting point.

Based on just speculation and no strong evidence, even if Lin Xiaolian survives, there is no way to prove her innocence.

"The eldest girl is here."

Lan Xiang's voice sounded from behind. Lin Zhiyu put the pieces of wood into his sleeves, turned around and pretended not to know anything, and asked, "Why are you here if you are not waiting for Jiang Zhaoyi?"

"The maid next to the eldest lady made a mistake, so I asked my slave to invite the eldest lady to come over."

Lin Zhiyu nodded and followed Lan Xiang, looking at the other person up and down without revealing anything.

She noticed that Lan Xiang's shoes were stained with a little mud, and it seemed that someone had stepped on the back of the shoes.

People who work in the palace are most particular about their appearance. Even outside the palace, it is difficult to break the habit of scrubbing every day.

"Lan Xiang, did you forget to clean your shoes last night?" Lin Zhiyu reminded her pretending to be kind, while quietly observing Lan Xiang's reaction.

Lan Xiang was confused by Lin Zhiyu's sudden question, but she subconsciously lifted up her skirt and saw that there was indeed dirt on her shoes, and a hint of shyness appeared on her face.

"Thank you for reminding me, eldest lady. I was very tired after serving my queen to bed last night. I probably didn't wipe it clean."

Lin Zhiyu turned around and looked at Qiaoxiu. Qiaoxiu looked at Lanxiang and then nodded to Lin Zhiyu.

When Lan Xiang lifted up her skirt, Lin Zhiyu also noticed the length of her shoes, which seemed to match the footprints on the ground.

Could it be that Jiang Tongmiao was behind all this? What's the motivation?

Before Lin Zhiyu could think clearly, Lin Xiaolian's screams came from the front.

"Tell me! When did you and that monk hook up!"

Nanny Xu crossed her arms and looked at her with contempt.

Lin Xiaolian was sitting on her knees on the ground, with distinct slap marks on both sides of her face. The corners of her mouth were broken, and thin blood flowed down the corners of her mouth.

"Mommy, I really don't know her, I don't know anything!"

"I don't know? I didn't know you two could lie together?"

Nanny Xu raised her hand, and when the slap was about to fall, Lin Zhiyu stepped into the wing. Seeing this scene, she quickly shouted: "Stop!"

Nanny Xu trembled, and when she turned around and realized it was Lin Zhiyu, she withdrew her hand and moved aside to make room.

Qiaoxiu was about to step forward to help Lin Xiaolian up, but Nanny Xu stood in front of her. Her meaning was self-evident.

Jiang Tongmiao sat in the middle, with both hands resting on the armrests of the chair. There were two nuns on the left and right using flower juice to dye her nails.

"Lin Xiaolian should have been killed for committing such a shameful act, but after all, she is someone close to the eldest girl, so I thought she should inform the eldest daughter."

"To punish someone so easily, do you think your Majesty has investigated everything clearly?" Lin Zhiyu felt very distressed when he saw Lin Xiaolian's look, and there was some dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Why is this so unclear? All the witnesses are here, and this monk has also been recruited. Miss, do you want to hear it?"

Jiang Tongmiao casually raised her chin to the monk who was also kneeling on the ground.

There were no injuries on the monk's body. He knelt straight again, kowtowed to Lin Zhiyu, and said, "My original name is Zhang Lin. I grew up with Xiaolian, but later she entered the Prime Minister's Mansion as a maid. I I knew I was not worthy of her, so I came to Chengen Temple and became a monk."

"I didn't expect to see her here again. Last night I was getting ready to take a rest, and she suddenly opened the door and came in. We couldn't help ourselves, so we did that."

Zhang Lin narrated very fluently, without any hesitation, as if he had memorized the lyrics early in the morning.

"When I went to deliver something to Xu Xiuyuan last night, I smelled a very strange smell, and then I lost consciousness." Lin Xiaolian retorted with tears in her eyes.

Nanny Xu snorted softly: "Does being unconscious prove that you were framed? Everyone on patrol yesterday said that they saw you going to Zhang Lin's wing alone!"

"Liu'er, yes, I remember. I did see Liu'er last night. Your Majesty can call her and ask her!" Lin Xiaolian suddenly raised her head, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Little bitch, I've asked before, but she hasn't seen you at all!" Aunt Xu said sarcastically, "Empress Zhaoyi, eldest lady, this Xiaolian keeps saying that she was wronged, why don't you let me do it?" Let’s put it to the test, and if it’s still perfect, wouldn’t it be self-defeating?”

The nails seemed to be dyed. The two nuns cleaned off the flower mud on Jiang Tongmiao's nails, tidied them up, and left silently.

Jiang Tongmiao took her time, first raised her hand and admired it against the sunlight, and then said slowly: "That makes sense, go ahead."

Lin Xiaolian's panic was visible to the naked eye: "Miss, no, you can't...ah!"

Nanny Xu pulled Lin Xiaolian's hair. Lin Xiaolian felt pain and screamed instinctively.

"What's the noise? If there's nothing fishy, ​​what are you afraid of?" Nanny Xu said, dragging Lin Xiaolian into the room.

Lin Zhiyu walked towards Zhang Qing, squatted down and whispered: "Are you Jiang Tongmiao's person?"

Zhang Qing was stunned for a moment by the question. After reacting, he sneered and turned his head away.

Lin Zhiyu said again: "Are you doing it for money? Or something else? As long as you tell the person behind it, I will find a way to save your life. But if you don't know what to do, seventy-two punishments, I will naturally have thousands of Find a way for you to taste it all."

"Chief?" Zhang Qing seemed to have heard some big joke, "She used to be dark and thin, but I didn't expect that after she went to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she became a lot plumper. When I woke up last night, that Taste, tsk tsk tsk..."

Lin Zhiyu's expression froze.

"Are you her master? Hahaha, the Prime Minister's Mansion is really a place to raise people. It's a pity that I am going to die, otherwise I will have a taste of the noble daughter of the capital no matter what."

Zhang Qingse's squinting eyes wandered around Lin Zhiyu, and she slapped her mouth twice, then suddenly stretched out her hand towards Lin Zhiyu and grabbed her chest.

Before Lin Zhiyu could react, Qiao Xiu on the side immediately flew up with a kick and hit Zhang Qing in the face.

As if Zhang Qing couldn't feel the pain, he turned over and got up, wiped his face vigorously, and murmured: "Wangyou Wangyou, what a good thing..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qing stood up suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, and hit the pillar on the side!

Everything happened in a flash of lightning, and Lin Zhiyu had no time to stop him. With a dull "bang", Zhang Qing fell softly to the ground, his legs and feet twitched twice, and then there was no more sound.