Chapter 67： Bone under the flower

The ginger-like sense of smell is inherently sensitive. After learning the secret from Elder Wu Miao, it can almost be described as "magical" in the eyes of ordinary people.

Even if the peony is like fire and fragrant, it still can't stop the smell of the smell from drilling into the tip of her nose.

She had smelled the smell, it was the smell of corpse.

The reason Jiang Si came to Changxing Houfu, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, was going to Hushan, because he wanted to find out why Changxing Hou Shizi Cao Xingyu and Jiang Qian did such incredible things to her.

That is her heart knot. If she doesn't untie her and let the person who harmed her get punished, she will never let it go.

Some things can pass and you can look away, but some things must be faced and resolved in order to break free from the nightmare.

So she came, took the initiative to approach this place, took the initiative to approach the couple.

But although she was well prepared, she didn't expect the bones to be buried under this brilliantly blooming peony flower.

Jiang Si subconsciously ran the dirt with his toes.

The smell of the corpse was soaking the soil, and even the layered petals of the peony flower.

This kind of smell cannot be formed within a couple of days, but it also reveals a weird freshness, as if a corpse had just been buried, and the gorgeous peony flowers bloomed from the corpse.

Jiang Si's face paled again.

At this time, she didn't feel scared, but the smell of corpses rushing in like waves of air made her nauseous, making her almost unable to restrain her nausea.

"Sister Si, are you uncomfortable?" Jiang Qiao noticed the strangeness of Jiang Qiao, and took her gaze back from the beautiful peony flower.

Jiang Si took a sigh of relief and barely smiled, "I'm okay."

Jiang Qiao frowned and looked at ginger-like, and casually tore off a piece of peony petals and rubbed it at his fingertips.

The pale red juice stained Jiang Qiaoying's white fingertips.

Jiang Si couldn't help but fall on Jiang Qiao's fingers.

Jiang Qiao casually tossed the crushed petals into the wind, lowered his head and sniffed his fingertips, and smiled: "It's strange to say that although I like peony flowers, I don't like the fragrance of this flower. Sister, do you also smell it? I'm not used to it, so I feel uncomfortable?"

Jiang seemed to think about the all-pervasive smell of corpses, then looked at the light red on Jiang Qiao's fingertips, bit her lip hard to restrain the feeling of vomiting, and smiled reluctantly: "I can't smell many smells."

"Then let's go. You said you were not used to smelling it a long time ago and I won't bring you here." Although Jiang Qiao would be noisy if she couldn't talk to Jiang Si in three sentences, she naturally narrowed the distance outside.

Sisters in the house, of course, have to take care of each other when they are outside.

Jiang Qiao is cheerful and straightforward, but not stupid. She has long felt a bit weird from Jiang Qian's abnormal attitude towards Jiang Si.

Jiang Si stood there still, and changed his tone: "Although I can't smell many smells, I smell the peony flowers."

She had to figure out whether the human bones or the corpses of cats and dogs were buried under this peony flower.

Since she has to figure it out, she will still be near here, and of course she can't tell Jiang Qiao that she is not used to the smell of peony flowers.

If that were the case, it would be an abnormal behavior for her to approach here.

"Sister Si, let me ask you, what is going on between you and the second sister?" Jiang Qiaoyao glanced at the three Jiang Qian who were on the rockery, and asked in a low voice.

Seeing Jiang Si silent, Jiang Qiao sneered: "You told her to drive the sixth sister away. She didn't even have a word'no'. This is too strange. Don't tell me that my second sister treats you better than my sister, I am not. fool."

Jiang seemed to be silent for a long time, staring at the scorching peony flower and sighed slightly: "Yes, I am also surprised. The third sister knows that the second sister invited me to the Hou Mansion long before my grandmother had an eye disease. Be a guest."

Jiang Qiao was startled and became more curious.

They all received posts together, but they didn't know that Jiang Qian had already invited Jiang Si.

Does this mean that the person the second sister wants to invite is originally Jiang Si?

This thought shifted in Jiang Qiao's heart, and she looked at Jiang Si with inquiring eyes.

Jiang Si smiled slightly: "So I wanted to try it. How sincere is the second sister to me, I didn't expect—"

"I didn't expect the second sister to be sincere." Jiang Qiao said.

"Yes, full of sincerity." Jiang Si sneered.

She must find out the shameful deeds of Jiang Qian and his wife, so she doesn't mind letting Jiang Qiao get a glimpse of the truth.

"What the **** is that?" Jiang Qiao didn't kick the petals and grass that fell by his feet for a moment, and his expression became more dignified, "I always think it's not a good thing. Simei, in Hou's mansion, you and me often be together. , We will go back quickly after we live for two days."

Although Jiang Si knew that Jiang Qiao was a tofu-hearted temperament, she didn't expect Jiang Qiao to be able to plan for her so quickly. She was moved and said, "It's not necessary. I'm coming to the Hou Mansion. Sister will embarrass me if it is difficult?"

What she was going to do was too dangerous, and Jiang Qiao realized something was wrong because someone helped her after the truth was revealed, but she didn't want to put Jiang Qiao into danger right now.

Jiang Qiao was obviously annoyed by Jiang Si's words. She reached out a little on her forehead and said annoyed: "Are you stupid?"

The girl's skin could be broken by blows, but Jiang Qiao poked it like this, and a red mark appeared on her smooth forehead.

Jiang Qiao opened his mouth and kicked the blade of grass by his feet depressed.

I didn't know that Jiang seemed to be a Liuli doll before, but when he touched it, he got a red stamp, like she was bullying.

"Huh—" Jiang Qiao bent over and picked up something from the ground, "What is this?"

Jiang Qiao was holding a hairpin in her hand, with a primitive color glowing in the sun.

"What material is this hairpin? It's not gold or silver..." Jiang Qiao looked at the hairpin in his hand, wondering.

Jiang Si's eyes suddenly became cold.

This is a copper hairpin!

Copper hairpins are very common.

The women of ordinary people also love beauty, but not every family has the conditions to buy gold hairpins and silver hairpins, so copper hairpins, wooden hairpins and even bamboo hairpins have become the second best choice.

But what is this place?

This is Changxing Marquis Mansion, let alone the masters, even if the maids with a face are wearing golden hairpins rewarded by the master, those who are the first class will wear silver hairpins.

The maid who did the most bitter and tiring work did not have silver hairpins and did not like this kind of copper hairpins. She would rather choose bright and delicate bead flowers and silk flowers.

Jiang Si's heart jumped a few times, and a bold guess emerged: If human bones were buried under this peony flower, would this copper hairpin be the victim?

"This seems to be a copper hairpin." Jiang Qiao looked at it for a moment and finally recognized it.

At this time, a voice with a cool smile sounded: "What are the two younger sisters doing?"

Jiang Si was taken aback, and grabbed the copper hairpin from Jiang Qiao's hand and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Not far away, Changxing Hou Shizi Cao Xingyu, who was dressed in a moon-white gown, looked at the two with a smile.