The morning breeze is cool, and Ju Chun Tower, which is still shrouded in the dawn, is no longer as charming as the night, like a lazy and sleepy woman.

When the yawning madam opened the door and saw Chen Mu, her face turned into bitter melon again.

"I'll talk to Miss Xue and not to anyone else."

Chen Mu gave the other party a ingot of silver.

Since accepting the bribe from Hanwu Temple, Chen Mu has experienced the pleasure of being a wealthy and rich man in the past few days, and he spent money to save money.

But the madam pushed the silver back and smiled bitterly: "Can you promise me this is the last time?"

"What if I came here to prostitution?"

"Then Captain Chen is the most suitable for him to come tonight. Many girls in my family are thinking about you."

The madam forced herself to smile.

Chen Mu sighed: "It is easy to hold the sky in the morning, but it is not easy to quench the fire. Can Mama Xu be convenient? If this fire cannot be extinguished, you will be the one who will suffer at that time."

Listening to Chen Mu's pun threat, the madam had no choice but to agree.

He asked Chen Mu and Yun Zhiyue to wait in the hall first. The madam went upstairs to inform Xue Caiqing and asked for a while. The madam signaled the two to go up.

But Chen Mu asked Yun Zhiyue to wait downstairs, and he went to see Xue Caiqing alone.

Daimao rolled her eyes wildly at this.

Just as he was about to go upstairs, Chen Mu suddenly felt his heart moving and asked the madam, "Mama Xu, do you still remember Liu Xiangjun?"

The madam's face changed and she squeezed out an ugly smile: "Why did Captain Chen suddenly ask about this again?"

"Dao Mao."

Chen Mu waved to Yun Zhiyue over, attached himself to her ear and whispered a few words, then smiled at the madam. "Mom Xu, my friend asked you a few questions, I hope you can answer honestly."

"This..." The madam looked bitter.

Chen Mu patted her shoulder and smiled, "It's okay, if I can cooperate well this time, I may not disturb you in the future."

Hearing these words, the madam could only smile bitterly.

...

When you enter Xue Caiqing's room, the fragrance of chrysanthemums linger.

There was a comfortable ebony gum in the middle of the room. Xue Caiqing was sitting in front of the dressing table next to him, silently combed her long hair like ink.

The woman's willow waist is green, and her light blue long dress highlights her slender and graceful curves.

It is as beautiful and moving as a frozen painting.

Unfortunately, the woman was still covered with white gauze, only showing her clear and cold eyes, which made Chen Mu wonder if the other person was wearing it when he was sleeping.

"Captain Chen came to me so early, and the case has made progress."

Xue Caiqing said softly.

"It's okay."

Chen Mu came behind the woman, supported his hands on the chair, and his figure reflected in the clear brass mirror as round as a moon plate.

He grabbed the comb in the woman's hand and smiled, "Why do I come and help you?"

At this time, the two of them felt an inexplicable sense of harmony.

The man is handsome and elegant, while the woman is elegant and refined. She seems to be a couple who just got up with a newlywed, with tenderness.

Seeing the woman holding the wooden comb tightly, Chen Mu shrugged: "Just kidding."

He walked to the chair next to the exquisite bookshelf and sat down, crossed his legs, pulled out a collection of poems and essays, and asked, "What type of men do Miss Xue likes?"

"Captain Chen said something just right."

Xue Caiqing said lightly.

Chen Mu lowered his head and flipped through the collection of essays, but after seeing the "Mr. Ruan" written on the cover, he laughed: "Does Miss Xue be familiar with Mr. Ruan?"

"I've had several conversations and he's probably the most talented person in Qingyu County."

Xue Caiqing gave a very high evaluation.

Chen Mu moved his sword eyebrows and pretended to be intentional or unintentional, "I heard that Mr. Ruan likes Liu Xiangjun very much."

The woman's hair combing her movement suddenly stopped, and her plain eyes gathered a little sharply, looking directly at Chen Mu through the mirror.

After a moment, she said softly: "Many people like Xiangjun."

"It's a pity that the beauty has passed away."

Chen Mu sighed.

Xue Caiqing slowly combed her long hair, but her fingers holding the comb were extra forceful and slightly white.

"I heard that you have a good relationship with Liu Xiangjun." Chen Mu asked

After a while of silence, the woman turned around and stared at the other party with faint eyes: "What exactly does Captain Chen want to say?"

Chen Mu stopped beating around the bush and said, "I have made some progress in the Ju Chunlou case, but this case has something to do with Liu Xiangjun's death."

"Are you sure?"

"It's very certain!" Chen Mu said lightly, "And I suspect that Liu Xiangjun did not drown accidentally, but was killed by Yuan Xinger and other eleven women!"

Bang!

The comb fell on the ground and made a crisp sound.

The woman's eyes were mocking, and her tone was indifferent and empty: "Did Captain Chen rely on imagination to handle the case now?"

"It's imagination, but it also has absolute logical basis."

Chen Mu got up and bowed to pick up the wooden comb on the ground, came to the woman's back and lifted up a soft black hair and slowly combed it, extremely gentle.

Xue Caiqing didn't stop him, but the hands holding the skirt were getting stronger and stronger.

"That night's poetry conference, Liu Xiangjun was drunk, and the eleven women who took care of her were Yuan Xinger and the others."

Chen Mu's tone was low, as if he was telling a story to the children, "Now all eleven women are dead, and the posture of death is exactly the same as that of Liu Xiangjun's usual sleeping posture..."

Swish!

Xue Caiqing suddenly stood up.

Although Chen Mu stopped in time, several long hairs were still wrapped in the comb teeth and pulled them off. The woman seemed to be unaware of it and just stared at him coldly without saying a word.

"Look at you, what are you doing so nervously?"

Chen Mu took off his long broken hair with some regret.

Xue Caiqing's once extremely lively pupils seemed to be covered by haze at this moment, and they were so cold: "You are so ridiculous!"

"ridiculous?"

Chen Mu reached out and gently put the scattered hair covering the woman's forehead behind her ears, and said with a smile, "Actually, you have known that the death of Yuan Xinger and others has something to do with Liu Xiangjun, but you have always concealed it. Who are you hiding?"

"Why should I hide it?"

Xue Caiqing knocked Chen Mu's arm down and raised his head and said coldly.

Chen Mu raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of his lips: "Xue Caiqing, Xue Caiqing, you are really noble. On the day of the poetry conference, why did you turn against Liu Xiangjun and almost stab her with a knife? That's your good sister."

"I don't know what you are talking about. I'm tired now and I want to rest."

Xue Caiqing issued an order to expel guests.

Chen Mu smiled slightly: "Because you feel betrayal, you hate Liu Xiangjun!"

"roll."

The woman's delicate body trembled and tried her best to control her emotions.

Chen Mu's eyes were like a riveting: "After Liu Xiangjun's death, you paid for money to cast a Bodhisattva in Hanwu Temple, taking Liu Xiangjun as the shape. Are you doing it for the memory? Or to repent?"

"roll!!"

With a clatter, accompanied by the crisp sound of broken porcelain, Xue Caiqing pointed at Chen Mu angrily, "Get out!"

Chen Mu patted the water stains on his body and asked step by step: "Who is that man? The Ju Chunlou tragedy was made by him. To make up for the guilt in his heart, he avenged Liu Xiangjun? What role do you play in it?"

"I! Let! You! Get out!"

The woman seemed to be in a state of madness and threw all the tea bowls on the table at Chen Mu, saying word by word.

Chen Mu's tone was cold: "Xue Caiqing, you can continue to hide it, but I hope you can continue to be so tough in the yamen!

Don’t think that if you are beautiful, others will cherish you. Now the Mingwei is still in the yamen. I believe you don’t want to try their methods.

Can your rock cultivation cover up your pain? I don’t think so!"

"You... don't come over!"

Seeing Chen Mu approaching step by step, Xue Caiqing suddenly screamed in panic, and his voice seemed to be able to overturn the roof: "Help! Help!..."

Chen Mu was speechless.

As for it, it makes me seem to be stronger.

But as the woman slowly retreated towards the window, a bad premonition surged in his heart and rushed over.

Bang!

Xue Caiqing overturned the cabinet by the window and slapped the flower pots all over the floor.

When she opened the window, she shouted "Help!" outside, then jumped down and fell to the ground from the third floor.

Chen Mu was stunned on the spot.
Chapter completed!