ebookland Chapter 45 The little girl who was abused died
Chapter 45 The little girl who was abused died
She walked in and looked down to see a disheveled little girl sitting on the bluestone slab, crying.
His hair was a mess, and his neck, chest, and exposed back were all scratched with red marks.
There were even two deep scratches on his arm, with blood flowing out.
Looking at her like this, Jiang Yimo guessed what had happened to her.
"Little girl, who bullied you?"
After she finished speaking, the little girl's eyes were filled with tears. She looked up at Jiang Yimo with a dull expression. Then, she pulled her clothes closer with a defensive look on her face and shrank her body.
"Don't be afraid, little girl! I won't hurt you."
Jiang Yimo tried to comfort her.
But the little girl was still wary of her.
Then, she hurriedly tidied her clothes and ran out of the rockery quickly.
"Hey, little girl, don't run!"
Jiang Yimo saw that the little girl had been assaulted, so she wanted to help check her injuries, but when the little girl saw her, she was like a frightened bird, and when she tried to get closer to her, she ran away.
Jiang Yimo had no choice but to give up and walked out from behind the rockery.
Empress Xian looked at her and asked curiously, "Momo, a girl just ran out from inside and looked like——"
Before Empress Xian could finish her words, she was interrupted by Jiang Yimo.
"My lady, this is none of our business, let's go back quickly."
Empress Xian saw Jiang Yimo give her a look and didn't say anything else. Then, the three of them quickly returned to their rooms.
In the evening, after dinner, because the Soul-Separating Drunk in Concubine Xian's body had not been completely cleared, she fell into a fake sleep again, but now she could move around for longer and longer periods of time during the day.
When Empress Xian fell into a fake sleep, Jiang Yimo asked Feng Wuhen to carry Empress Xian into the hot spring pool and prepared to give her an injection to detoxify her.
Because of the experience last night, the acupuncture and detoxification worked quickly this time. In less than half an hour, they took Concubine Xian back to her room to rest.
Two people were left guarding Concubine Xian's room, and Feng Wuhen asked everyone else to go back to their rooms to rest.
Because Feng Wuhen couldn't sleep so early, he took Jiang Yimo to sit in the pavilion in the garden and chatted with her about all sorts of topics.
At this moment, a sharp sound of fear suddenly came to the ears of the two people -
Feng Wuhen and Jiang Yimo immediately stood up and walked towards the direction of the sound.
Not long after walking, Feng Wuhen and Jiang Yimo arrived at the place where the servants of this small mountain village lived.
Looking up, I saw a group of men and women gathered outside a door.
Seeing this, Jiang Yimo quickened her pace and walked towards the crowd. She randomly grabbed a man and asked curiously, "Hey, young man, what happened in the room?"
The young man sighed and replied: "Xiaodie hanged herself!"
Jiang Yimo frowned slightly after hearing this and asked the boy, "Why did she hang herself?"
"We don't know for sure, but I heard from the old woman who sleeps in the same room with Xiaodie that during the day, Miss Xiaodie came back from outside in disheveled clothes with injuries on her body. I don't know what happened to her?"
After hearing this, Jiang Yimo suddenly remembered that the little girl she met behind the rockery during the day might be Xiaodie who hanged herself in the house.
The more Jiang Yimo thought about it, the more she felt that this was possible, so she took great pains to push through the crowd blocking the door and walked into the house.
Jiang Yimo lowered her eyes and saw three men untying Xiaodie from the rope on the beam. This man was indeed the little girl she saw behind the rockery during the day.
Jiang Yimo stretched out two fingers to feel her breath and pulse, and found that she was dead. She sighed, "Ah——"
I can't help but feel sorry for this girl.
This little girl was probably about the same age as her. She must have committed suicide because she was raped. No one knew who had harmed her.
"Does anyone know why this Miss Xiaodie hanged herself?"
After Jiang Yimo said this, everyone's eyes turned to her, but no one dared to answer him.
At this time, the white-haired steward of the villa walked in with a gloomy face.
"Oh! It's really unlucky that such a thing happened in the middle of the night. You two should carry her out and bury her. Everyone else should disperse and go back to rest."
The manager of the villa came in and asked two young and strong men to carry the girl's body away without even looking at it.
Seeing this, Jiang Yimo asked casually, "Manager, I heard that this little girl hanged herself because she was humiliated. Don't you need to find out the culprit and give this little girl justice?"
Unexpectedly, the manor manager frowned after hearing Jiang Yimo's words, and replied in a cold tone: "Miss Jiang, this is something that happened in our manor. I will handle it myself, so don't bother Miss Jiang with it."
What the villa manager meant was that this was their villa's business and asked Jiang Yimo not to meddle in it.
Jiang Yimo wanted to say something, but she moved her mouth and thought that this was indeed their business, and they were just temporary guests staying in the villa, so she should not meddle in their affairs.
What's more, this is ancient times. The death of a little maid is insignificant to powerful people. She is just a little maid. If she dies, she dies. It's nothing strange.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yimo sighed in her heart. Although she felt sad for the death of the little girl just now, she could do nothing about it.
Feng Wuhen, who was standing behind Jiang Yimo, saw this and said nothing. He reached out to hold her little hand, then lifted his leg and led her out of the room.
On the way back to her own courtyard, Jiang Yimo looked at Feng Wuhen and said, "Your Highness, don't you think that the manager of the villa here is getting more and more weird? When I asked him to find out the culprit who killed the little maid, I accidentally noticed his hand hidden in his sleeve. He clenched his fist tightly, as if he wanted to punch me."
Hearing this, Feng Wuhen smiled, "Who asked you to be nosy? This prince knows that you have a kind heart, but she was a little maid in someone else's villa. If she died, no one in their villa would care. What's the point of you, an outsider, caring about her life?"
"Hey, you're right. I've been meddling in other people's business. But, Your Majesty, do you know? The little maid who died tonight was the one we met when we passed by the rockery during the day. I always feel that her death was not simple."
"It's okay. As long as the person behind the scenes doesn't provoke us, we will turn a blind eye. If he dares to provoke us, I will never let them go."
As he said this, Feng Wuhen looked forward sharply with his deep and narrow eyes.