King Shun was quite dissatisfied with Wang Ziyuan, who would rush to scold others before he could speak.
Although his words were polite, his eyes were full of contempt.
Dayou, why are you like this?
Anxious to put the blame on his wife Wang Ziyuan was interrupted by Wu Zuo, and he felt a little uneasy.
He felt that he was the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and he could be regarded as an official.
However, he was refuted by a Wu Zuo.
He was also quite dissatisfied, so he asked in a cold voice: "On the neck."
The marks of strangulation are obvious, isn’t that enough to explain?”
Wuzuo sneered and said: "Reporting to your lord, although the strangulation mark on the neck is obvious, the cause of death of this woman was not caused by this strangulation mark, but was caused by her neck being forcibly broken, and the time of death was within an hour.
As for the two marks of strangulation, it should be that the murderer was in a panic when committing the murder.
He used the body as a suicide beam for the first time and did not hang it properly when hanging the body."
An Qing glanced at Wang Ziyuan, who was dumbfounded by what Wu Zuo said, and said in a cold and authentic voice: "Your Majesty, it has been more than an hour since the little girl came to the front of the hall."
"So what, you still have your servants at home.
Although you are gone, it doesn't mean you have no one."
King Shun glanced at An Qing and said deliberately with a raised brow.
After Wang Shun said this, the smile on An Qing's face became more obvious.
On the other hand, Wang Ziyuan's expression turned extremely ugly.
An Qing looked at Wang Ziyuan's pale face and smiled: "My lord, you don't know something." , the little girl was taken away by Wang Ziyuan because she was the daughter of a merchant.
The servants and maids were all unruly people, so they were all sent away three days after the wedding.
No one was left.
I don’t know why.
The little girl has been ill since she entered the king’s house.
Therefore, there is no little girl in the king’s house.
Servants and maids, not even a single one can be bought.”
"Oh, Mr.
Wang, what do you say?
According to what Mrs.
Wang said, everyone in this house belongs to you.
Then there may be something else behind this person's death."
King Shun stared at Wang Ziyuan.
Yuan Shui shivered all over, and he already had a guess in his mind.
This guess that Wang Ziyuan had basically confirmed made him feel infinite fear and resentment.
He swallowed dryly and said, "My lord, I don't know, but my wife is unwell, and the housekeeper is in charge of both the inside and outside of the house."
"You don't know what to do with the housekeeper?"
King Shun sneered and gave another order.
An Qing was overjoyed when he saw King Shun's intention to check Wang Ziyuan's residence again.
He stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, although this little girl is the daughter of a merchant, she is also the only daughter in the family.
She was originally married with ten miles of red dowry, but now all the dowry is missing.
I'm afraid It has been resold by the Wang family, please check it."
When Wang Ziyuan saw that the matter of Luyu was gone, Anqing came up with the matter of dowry again.
He asked himself whether he had done anything about it, so he vented all his anger on Anqing and said angrily: "Your dowry is all It's locked in the warehouse.
Who can touch it?
Don't mess around."
"There is no one in the Wang family that I, Fu Anqing, can control.
I am sick every day.
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If my dowry is still there, it must be in the Wang family.
After all, a mere little girl cannot move those things.
Prince Yuan, why are you afraid of an investigation?"
An Qing responded sternly, even more aggressive than Wang Ziyuan.
An Qing's momentum surged, scaring Wang Ziyuan to take a step back.
He looked at An Qing up and down as if he didn't know An Qing, and said: "Who are you?
You are not Fu Anqing.
You are not.
She will never be like you." momentum" "There is no such momentum, because without such momentum, I will sit back and wait for you to murder me to death, right?"
An Qing's eyes shot out wisps of cold light, making Wang Ziyuan not even dare to look into her eyes. tgt ttrgt: