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Meng Yujun quickly restrained her emotions and broke free from Leng Quan's restraints.

"Young Marshal's fiancee, take your time and eat."

Just as the drama came to an end, Bai Lihua threw down her cutlery and followed her mother out.

Cold Spring was the only one left in the restaurant.

"Give me another bowl of Hibiscus Soup."

The cold spring spirit sat down to continue eating breakfast, the knot in his heart growing bigger and bigger.

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Bai JInggran's mother liked her mother at first, but then she suddenly stopped liking her. What kind of role did Meng Yujun play in their relationship? Why would she be afraid?

After racking his brains, all he came up with were scattered clues. He was unable to connect the dots, and he had no way to explain it.

After breakfast, Leng Quan Ling went to the Drunken House to return the clothes.

She didn't call the driver but found a rickshaw.

The shop owner had been waiting at the entrance for a long time. When he saw the coat, he almost knelt down in gratitude, tears streaming down his face.

When the Spirit of Cold Spring, who was originally doubtful, saw this scene, he felt somewhat reassured.

The boss not only gave them money, but also prepared a lot of snacks and snacks, then called the waiters to put them on the rickshaw.

The Cold Spring Spirit did not refuse. Originally, this matter was very private and the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

If she were to turn him down on the street, it would inevitably spread to Bai Jiran's ears, causing her to face even more troubles.

After returning the clothes, she went back to the mansion. She carried the big and small bags of clothes into the house. Anyone who saw her would think that she had gone out to buy something.

When he returned to his room, Leng Quan Ling took out the rest of the money and divided it into two parts.

Then he opened the door of the suite and asked the cleaning servant to call Mother Liu over.

If money could solve her doubts, then there was no need to be stingy. She would split it into two. This time, she must make Mrs Liu vomit clean!

Even if she didn't say it, she still had a way to make her say it!

Just as Cold Spring was making up his mind to get to the bottom of this, there was another knock at the door.

"This lady, I've searched the entire mansion. They said that Mrs Liu has been missing since breakfast. Please wait for her. When she returns, I'll immediately ask her to come see you."

"Alright."

The Cold Spring Spirit was prepared, but the east wind had disappeared.

Could Mrs Liu have run away?

Empress Dowager Leng Quan regretted her generosity. Those two gold bars were more than enough for her to find a secluded place to spend the rest of her life.

She really hadn't thought of that.

Just as Cold Spring was about to tear off his hair in regret, the voice of a servant sounded out from outside the door.

"Miss Leng, I'm afraid that Mrs Liu will not be able to serve you."

Hearing this, Leng Quan Ling stood up and opened the door without a second word, asking: "Why?"

"Mother Liu …" "Mother Liu, she …"

The servant stammered for a long time before finally saying with fear on his face, "Mother Liu committed suicide. Her corpse was just fished out. It has only been half a day and she managed to soak it up!"

While listening to her story, Cold Spring suddenly felt his throat tighten. He slammed the door and rushed towards the bathroom.

"Ugh …"

Although she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, just thinking about it made her feel extremely disgusted.

Mrs Liu's face was so old that it made people want to puke. If she grew up …

That's not right! Why would Mrs Liu commit suicide?

There must be a trick to this matter. Mrs Liu had been in the mood to extort her, and the last time she said she wanted three gold bars, why did she commit suicide today for no reason at all?

Could it be because …

About the restaurant in the morning?

Thinking about this, Leng Quan felt cold all the way to his feet.

This was Meng Yujun's way of doing things. Sever the weeds and eliminate the roots.

Perhaps it was the handkerchief that reminded her of the past and made her think of the people involved, and then she killed them.

This matter of killing Mrs Liu was done cleanly and neatly. From the time she met her handkerchief to Mrs Liu's death, only a few hours had passed.

This was a formidable opponent that was not easy to deal with.

Mrs Liu's suicide at the marshal's residence did not cause much of a stir. Once the corpse was disposed of, it would be considered over. The servants all had their own responsibilities and did not discuss about this matter.

Cold Spring stayed in his room all day, eating snacks when he was hungry.

She had too many things to sort out, and the rest of the journey was carefully planned out.

Suddenly, she thought of the handkerchief that Mrs Liu had mentioned.

She wanted it back.

Looking at the clock on the wall, it was already midnight. The entire mansion was silent, and the servants had all fallen asleep.

This was a good time to strike.

Leng Quan Ling remembered that she had asked around before. Mrs Liu had a weird personality and no one wanted to live with her, so she had been living alone in the garden south of the house.

Wearing a black coat, the Cold Spring Spirit quietly left the room.

Although there were soldiers patrolling the Handsome Manor at night, the weather was slowly getting colder. They could only patrol twice a night, and this time should have just been patrolling.

The garden was very quiet, with only a few dim street lamps. The cold spring spirit trotted forward, and soon arrived at the door of the flower room.

This was the warehouse where all kinds of flowers and plants were stored, as Bai Lihua had told her before.

Other than Mrs Liu, there was probably no one else staying. Therefore, it was more convenient for Leng Quan Ling to retrieve the items.

The door was unlocked, and it was dark inside.

Under normal circumstances, she would definitely not step into a dead man's room in the middle of the night. Not mentioning the ghastly ghost aura, it was also a bit too unlucky.

Leng Quan Ling opened the door and carefully entered the room. He then took out the kerosene lamp from his pocket.

The kerosene lamp was not very bright, but it was better than nothing. She slowly looked around until she finally saw the wardrobe and bed behind her.

Putting the lamp on the table, she began rummaging through the drawers.

Mrs Liu died so suddenly that she would not have had time to destroy or remove her handkerchief.

The Cold Spring Spirit searched through the beds, opening the cabinets and going down layer by layer. Finally, in the corner of the last layer, it found a white handkerchief wrapped in a red velvet bag.

He opened it and placed it under the light. The purple Yin character shone with a faint light.

Cold Spring Spirit touched the familiar texture. His nose turned sour and two streams of tears flowed down his face.

"What are you crying for?"

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly sounded from behind her, appearing all of a sudden in the dark and gloomy flower room.

Ah!

The Cold Spring Spirit was shocked and immediately screamed out.

Immediately, a hand filled with warmth covered her mouth. The man's tone of voice was already extremely displeased.

"What are you shouting for? Are you afraid that no one will know that there's someone here? "

Cold Spring Spirit touched his beating heart, and only after a while did he realize that it was Bai Jiran's voice.

"What are you doing here? This is the servant's room, could it be that the Young Marshal is here to view the flowers and plants? "

"What are you doing here? Could it be … Stealing things? "