Bone Painting Coroner

Chapter 109: These chopsticks are not from our house

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In the mourning hall, Wei Yi hugged Ji Yunshu and didn't let go!

Outside the mourning hall, Jing Rong was expressionless, and no one could guess.

Lang Bo stood beside him and looked at Ji Yunshu and Wei Yi inside.

For the past two days, he was instructed to take care of Wei Yi, staring at him without blinking, with a dark circle around his eyes, which could be said to be inseparable.

Naturally, Wei Yi didn't eat, and he also had an empty stomach for two days.

With a light sigh, she muttered to herself, "Girl Ji has encountered so many things, and she still thinks about Young Master Wei in her heart."

In these words, do with a bit of envy!

Jing Rong's eyes were cold, and his flesh was frozen stiff.

I had to bow my head and shut up!

Lang Bo was puzzled. Not only was his lord not jealous, he was calm and a little outrageous.

Unusual, so unusual!

But how did he know that Jing Rong's heart was already tearing and hurting like the dead branches of the winter moon.

Ji Yunshu has Ji Pei in her heart, that person seems to have taken root in her heart, and even if he tried his best, he couldn't compare to him.

Although, Ji Pei may really be dead.

And he is not even a dead person!

Thinking of this, Jing Rong lightly curled her thin lips and smiled bitterly.

At this moment, Ji Yunshu has gently pushed Wei Yi away and wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve.

"They said, you haven't eaten for two days, how can you go on like this?" Somewhat distressed.

"But... I can't eat it."

"If you can't eat, you have to eat. If you are starving, your parents will go to the funeral tomorrow, how can you still have the strength to send them?"

Speaking of this, Wei Yi pursed his dry mouth tightly and did not refute.

The servants of Wei's house also immediately went to the kitchen to bring the food. Wei Yi swallowed hard with tears in his eyes, his cheeks full.

After hiccups, he shook his body, and even the chopsticks in his hands shook to the table.

bang bang —

a few times!

Ji Yunshu picked up the chopsticks and was about to put them back into his hands. He paused and frowned deeply.

Yep

Just when Wei Yi was about to put the chopsticks in, Ji Yunshu had already brought the two chopsticks in front of him and looked at them thinly.

"Shu'er, you took the chopsticks away, how can I eat?" with a mouthful of rice.

Ji Yunshu's expression was tense, and he moved two chopsticks with his fingertips, as if he had an idea.

"Shu Er..."

Wei Yi swallowed the food in his mouth hard and called her!

When he came back to his senses, Ji Yunshu smiled slightly, put the chopsticks into him, and got up.

Said: "You have a good meal, I will go out for a while."

"Where are you going? Shu'er, don't leave me behind."

Wei Yi pulled her clothes and didn't let her go.

Ji Yunshu reached out and touched his head, with affirmation in his eyes: "Wei Yi, I said, I won't leave you, you eat obediently, and when you finish eating, I'll be back, okay?"

"Oh!"

Nod, muffled answer!

As soon as they went out, Ji Yunshu ran into Jingrong.

Seeing her anxious face, she asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

"I think I know what that sawdust is."

"what?"

"Chopsticks!"

In conclusion, Ji Yunshu went to the kitchen of the Wei mansion.

Jing Rong didn't have time to think about the future, so he left Lang Bo behind and quickly followed.

When the two arrived in the kitchen, they smelled a faint vinegar smell!

The servants and girls inside were also busy, and when they saw them, they all put down their work.

Ji Yunshu asked a little girl, "Are there still the utensils used by your master and wife on the night of the banquet?"

The little girl was dumbfounded at first, and then nodded again and again: "Yes."

"Bring it to me."

"Yes."

The little girl hurriedly brought the set of eating utensils.

Apart from the jug and the two cups that were "robbed" by Jing Rong, now, what remains in the tray are two delicate water-patterned porcelain bowls, two sweaty porcelain white jade spoons, and one on an ivory stand. Two pairs of precious wooden chopsticks.

As soon as the utensils were put down, Ji Yunshu picked up one of the chopsticks to examine it carefully.

Shaking his head: "No!"

Pick up the other one and shake his head: "No!"

Picking up another one, I was shocked: "Yes, it is this chopstick."

Everyone looked at Ji Yunshu and looked at her as if she was singing a one-man show, and they all didn't know.

Jing Rong was not in a hurry, seemed to know what she meant, and ordered to a servant: "Bring some Linfen over here."

This guy has become smart!

However, Ji Yunshu had no time to praise him.

When the family Ding brought Linfen, she picked up some and sprinkled it on the chopsticks. In the blink of an eye, the entire chopsticks turned black!

"Toxic." The tone was slightly light, and it was a little surprised.

In the same way, the other three chopsticks were sprinkled with Lin powder, and one of them also turned black.

The little girl who was closest was full of confusion: "Miss Ji, what's going on? How can there be poison on these chopsticks?"

She wants to know too!

After thinking for a while in his heart, he looked at Jingrong and said, "From the beginning to the end, we were going in the wrong direction. It's not that the wine is poisonous at all, but that the chopsticks are poisonous. That's why I was poisoned, and the small sawdust left in the teacup got into my mouth from the pair of wooden chopsticks, and then stayed in the teacup when I drank tea."

Everyone seems to understand this.

But Jing Rong seemed to be puzzled: "Since only one pair of chopsticks is poisonous, why are both of them poisoned?"

"I think it should be Uncle Wei and Aunt Wei, each holding a poisonous chopstick."

Reasonable!

Jing Rong turned serious and asked the people in the kitchen, "Who arranged the utensils on the night of the banquet?"

The tone seemed to be holding a flame, but it made people feel cold.

The two little girls in the distance popped their heads, and both came over, panicking.

"Yes... two slaves."

"Why is it poisonous on chopsticks? How do you explain it?" Jing Rong asked.

The two girls shook their heads in fright: "My lord, we didn't poison them. These master chopsticks are used on weekdays, and there is no problem. The two slaves have absolutely no intention of harming the master and his wife. ."

It's not like you're lying!

"On the night of the banquet, did anyone touch these chopsticks?"

He shook his head: "No, these utensils were placed by me and the two of us. The utensils for the master and his wife were also brought by us, and no one else touched them."

Said to be unequivocal and unequivocal!

Jing Rong couldn't ask.

I saw Ji Yunshu's eyes, put it on the poisonous pair of chopsticks again, and asked, "These chopsticks... Are these chopsticks yours?"

The two girls looked at each other, raised their heads, and opened their eyes wide to look at the pair of chopsticks.

Exclaimed: "No, these chopsticks are not from our house."

In order to prove her words, one of the girls hurriedly said, pointing to the upward end of the pair of chopsticks.

"The chopsticks in our house have a small corner cut off with a knife on the top, but these chopsticks didn't cut the corner, they must not be from our house."