Qiaoyan's face was pale, and when she heard the word "六子" she was so pale that she couldn't see any blood. She said in panic: "What is the nanny saying? The maid has never done anything to steal."

Qinghe narrowed her eyes slightly: "Without doing it, there is evidence to express it. You must not refuse to admit it. Don't think that someone behind you can bully Yue Jie'er unscrupulously. She is soft-hearted, but I am not soft-handed."

"I'm wronged! I've never done such a thing, so someone must have framed it."

"I think no one in this village can climb onto your head, so who dares to wrongly accuse you?"

While speaking, the servant had already taken the zither over, pressed Qiaoyan and put it on her hand. Qiaoyan struggled hard.

"Mum, how can I admit that something that my maid has never done? Someone must have framed her. The maid was taught by the rules of the Shen family since she was a child, so how dare she steal the master's belongings without authorization." Before he finished speaking, the maid had already clamped her fingers tightly.

When Chen Biyue entered the yard, she heard Qiaoyan's continuous screams, which were very shrill. She was screaming and defending her while screaming, but Qinghe's face turned cold and harsh, as if she didn't hear it.

Qiaoyan's slender fingers were quickly deformed, and the knuckles were full of blue-purple color. Chen Biyue watched from the side, recalling the scene of being locked in a cell in the previous life, her expression couldn't help but feel a little indifferent. The ten fingers hanging in her sleeves were clenched and then stretched.

"It's not me, I'm wronged..." Qiaoyan lay on the ground and sobbed in a slight sense. Her beautiful little face was twisted due to the pain, and her body twitched slightly, her fingers were distorted, and she leaned against the ground softly.

"Unforgive?" Qinghe sneered, "What you found in your room is not only Yue Jie'er's dowry, but also dozens of taels of silver. Everyone in the village witnessed it with their own eyes, but you shouted "Unforgive"? I really don't know who gave you such courage, a slut!"

There were dozens of silver taels? Her voice was extremely cold, and every word hit Qiaoyan's ears like an icicle, which made her stunned. Even Qiu Rui, who was present and Chunyun, who was standing at the entrance of the garden, was also stunned.

"Bai Yin..." Qiaoyan murmured, and disbelief gradually surged in her eyes, "Impossible, how could there be such a thing in my room? How could that thing be clearly..."

Qinghe looked at her with disgust and was about to speak, but she thought of something. She turned her head and said to Chen Biyue, "Sister Yue, go back to Hanxiangyuan first. She is just a slut, so she won't get any dirty eyes from Sister Yue."

Chen Biyue followed the good deeds and chuckled, "Mum said, right." After that, she turned around and planned to leave.

Seeing that Chen Biyue had turned around, Qinghe looked at Qiaoyan with cold eyes and shouted: "The evil slave Qiaoyan embezzled the funds from the master's house, and tried to steal the master's property and beat him to death on the spot!"

Qiaoyan was shocked all over, her body was pressed rudely to the ground and could not move. She struggled desperately, and she was still yelling injustice, but the pain of the stick hitting her body still fell down like raindrops, making her unable to speak.

Chunyun looked at the situation inside, her expression suddenly changed, and what Chen Biyue said to her just now flashed in her mind, asking her to cure the aftermath for Qiaoyan. Could it be that the aftermath said that the aftermath was to collect the corpse?

At this time, Chen Biyue walked in front of her. She subconsciously raised her eyes and happened to meet her smiling eyes. She couldn't help but be shocked and lowered her head.

After Chen Biyue led Zijin to walk past her, she took a breath, lowered her head, stood up with her hands and feet long, and her hands and feet were already cold, and a thin layer of sweat oozed out from her forehead.

For some reason, since Sister Yue was imprisoned for a few days, she would unconsciously become frightened whenever she looked at her.

The moans inside gradually weakened until they disappeared and they completely died. However, the servants present did not even dare to make a sound.

Qinghe impatiently ordered Qiaoyan's body to be carried out for disposal, and then they began to clean up the body and the filth left on the ground.

Chunyun didn't dare to stand at the door anymore and hurried in to command the messy servants.

After all, she is still in charge of the business now. Even if Qinghe doesn't say anything, she will be punished immediately if she makes a mistake once. This is the experience she gained from staying in the Shen family's mansion for more than ten years.

Qinghe stood and watched them deal with it for a while, then left the garden and went to Hanxiangyuan to look for Chen Biyue. She still had some doubts in her heart.

After Chen Biyue returned to Hanxiang Courtyard, she ordered the maids in the courtyard to stay in their room. They were not allowed to come out without her order. She also asked Zijin to prepare some tea and snacks in the back room. She sat quietly in the front hall, as if waiting for someone.

Sure enough, less than half an hour, Qinghe came. She saw Chen Biyue sitting in the front hall and was a little surprised.

Chen Biyue didn't wait for her to speak, and chuckled, "I know what the nanny is going to ask, so I'll wait for you here, but this is not a place to speak, we'll go into the room and say."

Qinghe felt a little sure, and followed her into the back hall, and Zijin was guarding Shen Biyue's door.

Chen Biyue gave Zijin a few instructions, and then went into the room with Qinghe. Zijin carefully closed the door for them and guarded outside.

The room was filled with freshly cooked tea and several pastries of different flavors. The pastries were made very small and placed on jade-white porcelain plates in different shapes. The plates were painted with light blue patterns, which looked extremely exquisite.

Qinghe's expression was tense, and the sharp look between her eyebrows had not faded. When she saw this arrangement, she couldn't help laughing, "Sister Yue, are you going to have a long talk with the nanny?"

"I was so scared that I was locked up a few days ago. Since I was born in the Shen family, where I was a high-ranking official, I didn't know when I was killed. It would be better to have fun in time. So what if the food and clothing cost is more luxurious." Chen Biyue raised her eyes and saw the angry expression of Qinghe, and immediately changed into a naughty smile.

"Okay, you're joking with you, don't take it seriously. It's just that I haven't seen the nanny for a long time. Yue'er wants to talk to you while drinking tea and eating, which is considered a romantic relationship."

"Who has this romantic relationship with you?" Qinghe was amused by her, but the anger between her eyebrows had not faded.

"Old Nu has always known that Qiaoyan was sent by Gan Ling, but she never thought that she was so brave that she even dared to deduct the silver from the master's house for food, clothing and expenses. I have been wrongly blamed by the head of the family for so meanness to Sister Yue over the years, and it was their fault."

Chen Biyue did not respond, but focused on pouring a cup of tea and handed it to Qinghe.

Qinghe took the teacup, looked up at her and said, "Sister Yue, tell the nanny honestly, did you do Qiaoyan's thing?"

Chen Biyue raised her eyes and looked at Qinghe. The originally clear eyes were rich in ink. She couldn't see what emotions were, but it made people feel that her heart was heavy after seeing for no reason.

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