Chapter 6 Adopted Daughter Lanxiang 6
Chapter 6 Adopted Daughter Lanxiang 6
With each word Wei Lanxiang spoke, Madam Ding's expression grew increasingly unpleasant.
"Who poisoned him?"
“The young master himself is unaware of this. You will have to investigate this yourself, Madam Ding. However, there should be someone among the servants who serve him who knows the truth.”
Madam Ding asked in surprise, "Why do you say that?"
She personally selected all the servants around her son, and she always trusted them.
“The young master was poisoned with a deadly poison, and the poison took effect very quickly. He was playing in the street at the time, and the servants must know what he ate.”
Wei Lanxiang had observed those servants yesterday; with their master dead, their fate was predictable.
They knelt beside the young master Ding's body, too afraid to lift their heads, but one of them kept peeking at the young master's corpse.
She showed no sympathy for anyone, but if Madam Ding found the murderer, perhaps she could spare the innocent servants.
The Ding family were wealthy and powerful families in Qingmu County, and Madam Ding was the younger sister of the county magistrate.
If Wei Lanxiang wants to investigate past events at the county government office, she can only find a breakthrough by talking to Madam Ding.
“Madam Ding can report this to the authorities; the county magistrate is surely more skilled at investigating cases than you are.”
Madam Ding's expression shifted uncertainly, as if she had found someone to suspect, and she slammed her hand on the table and stood up.
"It must be that bitch Liu Meishuang! She thinks that because my son is dead, her son is the master's only son. It must be her!"
Master Ding and Madam Ding had a fairly good relationship, but this was all thanks to Magistrate Fang.
Master Ding also had a concubine, who was his cousin. If Madam Ding hadn't interfered, Master Ding would definitely have married his cousin.
Given this relationship, the other party certainly had a motive to kill.
However, Wei Lanxiang did not stop investigating the case; she only provided autopsies and could not help with anything else.
"Madam Ding, you should know that what I have said cannot be used as evidence in court. You should report it to the authorities and have the county coroner exhume the body for examination."
A ruthless glint flashed in Madam Ding's eyes as she gritted her teeth and said, "No need. I don't want to disturb Ji'er's peaceful sleep. This evidence is enough."
She stood up and knelt down before Wei Lanxiang. "Miss Wei, I, Fang Shuhua, will forever remember your great kindness. I will personally come to thank you after I avenge Ji'er."
Wei Lanxiang stepped aside and helped her up. "Madam Ding, there's no need for this. I was just stating what I saw."
Madam Ding wiped away her tears. "Please keep today's events a secret, Miss Wei."
"must."
Wei Lanxiang glanced at the untouched pastries on the table and asked, "Madam, may I take these pastries with me?"
Madam Ding nodded blankly, and it wasn't until Wei Lanxiang left with the food that she realized she should see Miss Wei off.
Wei Lanxiang walked slowly along the street.
She rarely comes to the county town; the hustle and bustle here reminds her of many unpleasant memories.
But she had to come. Every now and then she would come and wander around, hoping to run into her old friends who had been forced to separate back then.
"Lanxiang, my girl..." an old woman selling vegetables on the street called out to her.
Wei Lanxiang stopped, and the other person grabbed a handful of vegetables and shoved them at her.
"Thank you, Miss Lanxiang, for mending my son's body, preventing him from dying a mutilated corpse."
Wei Lanxiang remembered her; her son had become a bandit in the mountains and was sentenced to beheading after being wiped out by the government.
When the old woman came to ask Old Master Wei to handle the funeral arrangements, it was Wei Lanxiang who sewed up her son's body.
"Thank you, Grandma." Wei Lanxiang continued walking, carrying a bunch of vegetables.
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