Chapter 127: Xiao Cui's Tragic Death

  The next day early in the morning, there was a commotion in front of the gate of Yunfu Temple.

  Yun Shangren received a report from Guan's family and rushed over. When he saw the scene in front of him, he almost got a stroke from anger.

  In front of the ancestral hall, a woman with tattered clothes and covered in scars and bloodstains was hanging from an old wutong tree. Although her face was full of scars, Yun Shangren still recognized her...

  This woman is Xiao Cui, who was expelled from the mansion three days ago. But why did she not only fail to leave the mansion but also die in front of the ancestral hall of Yunfu, with so many wounds all over her body? That day, he just had someone beat her with a board, and by rights, she should have been injured only on her waist and buttocks.

  "Housekeeper, let him down." Yun Shangren took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and said in a cold tone.

  The housekeeper responded with a sound and hurriedly ordered several servants to take down the small green hanging from the tree.

  A white silk handkerchief floated down and was picked up by the housekeeper, who looked at it and suddenly changed color.

  "What's going on?" Yun Shangren furrowed his brow and asked in a cold tone.

  "Master, look." The butler hastily handed over the silk handkerchief in his hand to Yun Shangren's face for him to see.

  Yun Shangren narrowed his eyes and took a look, his gaze suddenly froze, only to see that on the silk handkerchief were eight dark red bloodstained characters scrawled in a twisted manner: Third Young Master, Fifth Miss harmed me.

  Yun Shangren looked at the square silk handkerchief and remained silent for a while before coldly opening his mouth: "Go call Third Young Master and Fifth Miss."

  Yun Jingxi and Yun Jinchu arrived soon, accompanied by Yun Jingteng and Yun Jingyan.

  "Dad, I heard something's happened? What's going on that you're looking for me?" Yun Jing Xi asked hastily as soon as she arrived.

  "Look for yourself." Yun Shangren pointed at Little Cui under the fig tree, then pointed at the silk handkerchief in Guan Jia's hand.

  Yun Jingxi saw the miserable state of Xiao Cui, first stunned for a moment, then seeing that square silk handkerchief, her eyebrows tightly furrowed, "Father, you can't suspect me, can you?"

  "Was it you or not? I'll investigate myself. Now, I'm only asking you, was it you who did it?" Yun Shangren coldly stared at Yun Jingxi.

  "No." Yun Jing Xi shook her head firmly.

  Yun Shangren stared at Yun Jingxi, as if trying to see through his thoughts. After a long while, he expressionlessly instructed: "Housekeeper, find several reliable old nannies to inspect Xiaocui's entire body and see if there are any new discoveries."

  Soon, three elderly women who had served the old lady were summoned. They had the curtains drawn and hid behind them to examine Xiaocui.

  The housekeeper brought a chair for Yun Shangren and had him sit in the shade to wait. The others all held their breath, standing stiffly off to the side with awkward expressions.

  About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, several old women walked out of the tent. One of them walked in front of Yun Shangren, bowed slightly, and said with a serious face: "Master, that little girl was abused before she died. Her whole body is covered with scars from whips, pinches, knives, burns, etc. And...". At this point, the old woman took a deep breath, "She was also raped by a man."

  Yun Shangren's face suddenly became even more gloomy: "Are there any other discoveries?"

  "Yes." The old woman said, opening her right palm to reveal what she was holding - a very beautiful white jade pendant in the shape of an ellipse, with a lifelike orchid carved on it. "That little girl held this tightly in her hand."

  "Bring it here and let me take a look." Yun Shangren said with a slight frown, stretching out his hand.

  The old lady handed the jade pendant to Yun Shangren with a silk handkerchief. Yun Shangren carefully stroked the jade pendant, his eyes freezing inch by inch, and the scene fell silent, with no one daring to make a sound.

  After a long time, Yun Shangren's calm and somewhat eerie voice came: "Go call Fourth Miss over."