"I have also noticed this. This is betraying even my own grandson!"
“…”
Yin Lei in the mourning hall couldn't help but glare at Xia Houchang.
Xia Houchang cursed in a low voice, "You shouldn't let these unruly people in!"
"Even if I was at fault first, that's not the reason why she killed my father! What's wrong with my father
And don’t forget, our Xiahou family is the arsenal of the entire Xia Kingdom, and we are dedicated to serving the people!
It’s not like his Third Young Master Jun was really tainted, but my father spent his whole life in the military and ended up with a tragic death at home. Can’t you tell which is more serious? !
In order to vent her personal anger, she, Qiao Qing, killed our country's patron saint and caused chaos among the people of Xia. Shouldn't she be sentenced? ! "
Her words minimized her fault, exaggerated Qiao Qing's "crime", and at the same time removed the status and role of the Xiahou family in the Xia Kingdom.
The people who seek advantages and avoid disadvantages instantly shut their mouths.
No matter who is right or wrong, Xiahou Shixiong is dead. Now they can only rely on Xiahou Shang to support the Xiahou family and continue to fulfill their responsibility of protecting their family and country.
Jun Yexuan said: "Are you unable to understand people or do you have amnesia? After all you have said, you don't have any evidence to prove that your father was killed by Qingqing, and now you are trying to blame her?"
Xia Houchang said: "Even if no evidence has been found yet, you can't deny that she is the biggest suspect at present! Shouldn't the suspect be interrogated?!"
People outside the venue nodded after hearing this. Although there is currently no evidence to prove that Qiao Qing killed the person, but based on the analysis of the situation just now, she is indeed the biggest suspect.
Xia Houchang smiled proudly, "Why don't you take him down quickly?!"
Jun Yexuan: "I wonder who dares?!"
The bodyguard who stepped forward paused.
Seeing his defense of Qiao Qing, Xia Houchang's eyes burst into flames, "Whose people are you from? Get it for me!"
At this moment, Qiao Qing, who had been silent until now, said, "What are you going to do with me? To interrogate me as to whether I am a murderer?"
Xia Houchang didn't understand what she meant by asking this, and frowned: "Aren't you talking nonsense?!"
Qiao Qing nodded, "There's no need for a trial, I know who the murderer is."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Houchang's eyebrows suddenly jumped, and the bodyguard who stepped forward to arrest the person stopped in his tracks, and everyone at the scene looked at her.
Looking at Qiao Qing's calm expression, Xia Houchang felt an ominous premonition in her heart, and said anxiously: "If you have any confessions, go to the interrogation room! Get them for me!"
Qiao Qing held a few silver needles between her fingertips and threw them away. Following the order, a row of subordinates who stepped forward to arrest them suddenly felt their knees weak and fell to their knees screaming.
Qiao Qing took a step forward, looked at Xia Houchang and said, "I said I know who the murderer is, what are you afraid of? Huh?"
Xia Houchang shuddered when Qiao Qing stared at her, and the hairs all over her body stood up.
She forced herself to calm down and said: "What am I afraid of? Why should I be afraid? But who knows if you will be alarmist?!"
"Alarmist?" Qiao Qing seemed to have heard some joke, "Do you think I'm just talking nonsense like you?"
As she said this, she glanced in the direction of Xiahou's family members and said, "If you want to know how your lordship died, open the coffin and conduct an autopsy."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was another commotion on the scene.
Xia Houchang stood up like crazy and was about to hit her, "What do you mean?! My father is dead, why do you still let him die in peace?!"
Okay, I, I, I don’t feel weird anymore when I look at it during the day. Maybe I wrote it in the middle of the night. As soon as I wrote about the mourning hall, corpses, cold coffins, etc., I kept thinking of some terrible images.
Then I felt bad all over, and the words on the screen didn’t feel right, so I covered my face (*/?＼*)
(End of chapter)