The wealthy tycoon wants to be the white moonlight of the little village girl

Jiang Yaonian only felt a slight "buzzing" sound in his ears, and his shoulders couldn't help but tremble!

He tried his best to suppress his grief and asked with a sob: "How long has he been dead?"

The coroner replied respectfully: "It's been five days!"

Jiang Yaonian could no longer control his tears!

He thought sadly in his heart: It seems that she was killed on the day she left the palace... Who was so cruel that not only killed her but also brutally destroyed her appearance!

Jiang Yaonian closed his eyes sadly, feeling dizzy and hopeless...

The prefect whispered, "Sir, please accept my condolences... I will do my best to catch the murderer who killed the young lady!"

After a long while, Jiang Yaonian slowly opened his eyes and said in a cold voice: "It's none of your business!"

The coroner cautiously reminded: "Sir, please double-check whether the deceased is your wife. Does she have any scars or birthmarks on her body..."

Jiang Yaonian looked at the bloody corpse of the woman, and his heart couldn't stop from aching violently...

But in a flash, he suddenly remembered something, so he immediately squatted down, picked up one of the dead man's hands and looked at it carefully!

The prefect and the local policeman were all staring at him in a daze, wondering what Mr. Jiang was looking at... What was so good about a dead person's hand?

Jiang Yaonian suddenly stood up and said with certainty: "This female corpse is not my wife!"

The prefect was stunned after hearing this, and thought to himself, could it be that Mr. Jiang was suffering from hallucinations due to excessive grief?

He laughed dryly and said cautiously, "That's great! I'm relieved! We'll put up a notice right away and ask the victim to come and identify the body..."

Jiang Yaonian nodded, turned around and got on the carriage.

The group returned to the capital.

Unlike when he came, Jiang Yaonian felt excited again on the way back!

Although there is no trace of Qinghe now, as long as her body is not found, it proves that she may still be alive!

He will find her!

After returning to Jiang's house, the guard came up to report, "Sir, Princess Jingying is here and is waiting for you in Qingxinzhai."

Jiang Yaonian frowned and said nothing. After arriving at the study, he saw Jingying sitting there waiting for him as soon as he entered the door.

Seeing him coming back, she stood up and said softly, "Mr. Jiang, I heard that Qinghe is missing. What's going on?"

Jiang Yaonian glanced at her and said coldly, "What do you want from me?"

"Nothing, just came to take a look..."

Jiang Yaonian asked doubtfully, "Look at me?"

Jingying said softly, "Well, I want to advise you not to be too sad! Maybe she just hid away because of something, and maybe she will come back after a while... Although she misunderstood me because of Lingling's matter, I still feel sorry when I heard that she disappeared..."

Jiang Yaonian frowned and asked, "Why should I feel sorry?"

Jingying said worriedly: "Wasn't there a female corpse found in the suburbs? I heard that her age and figure were the same as Qinghe's. If that's true, you shouldn't be too sad..."

Jiang Yaonian said firmly: "That female corpse is not Qinghe!"

"Ah?" Jingying asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

Jiang Yaonian ignored her...

At first he also thought that the female corpse was Qing He, because their figure and clothes were exactly the same!

But after the coroner's reminder, he suddenly remembered: Qinghe's pair of fair and slender hands were covered with calluses due to years of embroidery and housework, and they felt very rough. So he went to carefully examine the hands of the female corpse, and found that the ten fingers were slender and well maintained, and it was obvious that they had never done any rough work!

At that time, an excited voice in Jiang Yaonian's mind shouted wildly: "I knew this wasn't Qinghe! She must still be alive!"

This little detail related to the hands was a little secret that Jiang Yaonian discovered by accident when the two got married.

At that time, she was sitting on the edge of the bed nervously and shyly. He inadvertently held her hand, and was surprised to find that although the girl was not very old, her hands were full of calluses, which formed a sharp contrast with her pure and beautiful appearance!

When he thought of this, Jiang Yaonian couldn't help but feel sad and tender at the same time...

He never thought at that time that an insignificant little detail would turn out to be of important use today!

Otherwise, he almost thought that the female corpse was Qing He!

Now that I think about it, maybe it was God who was blessing him, hoping that he could find Qinghe as soon as possible!

Seeing that he was in a trance, Jingying couldn't help but call out in surprise, "Mr. Jiang? Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Yaonian suddenly came back to his senses and looked at her blankly...

Jingying asked softly, "What were you thinking about just now?"

Jiang Yaonian's expression suddenly returned to its previous coldness, and he said in a flat tone: "Nothing! You go back first!" After that, he turned and left.

Jingying looked at his back with a cold expression: Since he refuses to give up, let him indulge in his beautiful dream for a while! The greater the hope you have now... the greater the disappointment in the future!

……

In the blink of an eye, it is the Lantern Festival, and the bustling downtown is filled with the festive atmosphere.

People were happily purchasing New Year's goods, and vendors were standing on the streets selling snacks and flowers.

At this time, more than half a month has passed since Qinghe disappeared.

Rumors began to spread that someone had seen her and a young man together in the "Zuixianlou"!

Jiang Yaonian didn't believe it at first, until one day, when he came out of "Zuixianlou" in the middle of the night, he saw a flower girl on the side of the road who looked exactly like Qinghe!

Jiang Yaonian was stunned at the time...

The flower girl smiled at him, walked over and asked, "Young Master, would you like to buy some flowers? Today is the Lantern Festival, would you like to buy a branch of plum blossoms?"

Jiang Yaonian's heart was suddenly touched, and he asked, "How much is one?"

The girl replied, "Thirty cents."

Jiang Yaonian handed over a silver ingot and said, "I want them all."

The girl looked up at him in surprise, then blushed and whispered, "Sir, I just came out and didn't make much money. I don't have any change to ask you..."

Jiang Yaonian said calmly: "No need to look for it."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the carriage parked nearby.

The girl hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Sir, can I help you move all the flowers to the car?"

Jiang Yaonian sat in the car and looked at her and said, "This is for you! Happy Lantern Festival... Go home!"

The driver whipped his whip and the carriage drove away.

The girl froze in place...

late at night.

Jiang Yaonian sat alone in his study, feeling sad...

The girl did look about 70% similar to Qinghe, but after looking closely, she was not Qinghe!

He closed his eyes sadly, not knowing where the person he missed so much was at the moment...

Suddenly, there was a burst of lively firecrackers outside, which made Jiang Yaonian, who was spending the holiday alone, feel lonely and desolate...

He thought with great sadness: If Qinghe were here at this time, it would be great! The two of them could celebrate the festival together, he could take her to visit the lanterns, watch dragon and lion dances, eat all kinds of cakes, pastries, cheeses, and fruit preserves...

This little girl loved peach-flavored ice jelly the most. She was heartbroken because she had lost Lingling, so he took her to light lanterns and bought her a bowl of peach-flavored ice jelly at the night market...

When Jiang Yaonian recalled these things, he felt both sweet and infinitely sad...

Suddenly, a guard came in and said, "Sir, the old lady sent someone to invite you to come over to enjoy the lanterns and eat glutinous rice balls together."

Jiang Yaonian sat in the darkness, sighed softly, and said, "I know."

……

In a house near Pingle Street, Concubine Jia asked, "How is it? Is it successful?"

The girl said softly, "No."

After hearing this, Concubine Jia was startled and asked sternly, "Why?"

The girl shook her head helplessly. "He didn't chat with me, nor did he recognize me as Madam Jiang. He just bought all the flowers and gave them to me..."

After hearing this, Concubine Jia was silent for a while, and said coldly: "In his heart, he is still hoping that the little village girl can come back alive... We must stop him from thinking this way!"