Time is slow

   Chapter 266 The same handwriting

   Kou Bohai breathed a sigh of relief secretly, but he kept saying, "I came here today because I have something to talk about with Lord Hou and my nephew Qiao Mo."

   Shao Mingyuan turned his head and instructed his guards: "Go and invite Mr. Qiao to come over."

"Yes."

   The personal guard led the way, and Shao Mingyuan didn't speak for a while, and Kobohay felt a little nervous.

  Champion Hou came to the door for the first time after returning to Beijing. He felt that he was a low-key, humble and well-known son of a family, and he had no sense of oppression at all.

   "Uncle is drinking tea." Shao Mingyuan picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

  The slightly bitter tea dripped down his throat, soothing the burning throat.

   Of course he respects his wife's relatives and friends, but when these people hurt his wife's close relatives, his respect is out of the question.

   In front of these people, he can be a junior or a champion.

   For military generals, literati are already a little embarrassed. When facing the first person among the generals, that feeling is not to be mentioned.

   Kou Bohai moved his body uncomfortably, and he was secretly relieved when he heard the sound of footsteps.

   "Uncle." Qiao Mo walked in and saluted Kou Bohai.

   As usual, Kou Bohai would be able to sit still, but at this time Shao Mingyuan put too much pressure on him, so he involuntarily stood up, "Mo'er is here, sit down."

  Qiao Mo Yiyan sat down, looked at his uneasy uncle, and sighed in his heart.

  No matter what the aunt's poison was for, the relationship between him and his grandfather's family would never go back.

   "Mo'er, are you okay?"

   "Thank you uncle for your concern, it's much better."

   "That's good, that's good." Kou Bohai wanted to mention Mao's poisoning. Facing the two juniors, those words seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he didn't know where to start for a long time.

   It's all good deeds by that poisonous woman!

   "Master Hou, Mo'er, you may not know, your aunt is crazy." Silence is not the way to go, Kou Bohai hesitated for a long time, but he dared to say it.

   After saying that, his face suddenly became hot and embarrassed.

   His wife poisoned his nephew and became a mad woman. He wanted to hide such a secret for the rest of his life, so how could he tell others? But his father told him not to hide anything from the champion Hou.

   "Why is Auntie crazy?" Although he knew about Mao's fate, Qiao Mo couldn't show it, so he followed Kou Bohai's words and asked.

   Kou Bohai blushed and said ashamed: "Mo'er, it's your uncle who can't help you. Your aunt is so obsessed with her mind that she actually poisoned you!"

   opened his mouth, and the following words were easy to say.

   Kou Bohai briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter, and sighed deeply: "At present, the family is investigating the source of the poison, but there is not much progress. I came here today, and there is something I want you to look at. Maybe you can find a breakthrough from this."

  Qiao Mo and Shao Mingyuan looked at each other, and then said calmly: "I don't know what uncle wants me to look at?"

   Kou Bohai took out a neatly folded white silk veil from his arms and handed it to Qiao Mo with a solemn expression: "Mo'er, look at the handwriting on this veil, can you recognize it?"

  Qiao Mo took the white silk handkerchief, opened it and only glanced at it, his face changed greatly, and he lost his voice: "Big sister?"

   Young Master Qiao, who was calm and calm even in front of others, suddenly stood up and said eagerly, "Uncle, where did you get this white velvet handkerchief?"

   Shao Mingyuan glanced at Qiao Mo in surprise, his eyes could not help falling on the white silk veil, and he was startled when he touched the blood on the veil.

The handwriting    was so familiar that he had only seen it not long ago. It was a letter from his wife.

   "Mo'er, do you recognize the handwriting on this handkerchief?"

  Qiao Mo squeezed the handkerchief tightly, his lips pale: "How can I not recognize it, this is the handwriting of my eldest sister Zhaozhao!"

   Shao Mingyuan tightened his heart and looked at Qiao Mo deeply.

   The white silk handkerchief was given to Chenguang by Miss Li. Why is the handwriting on it the same as that of the deceased wife?

"Sure enough!" Kou Bohai sighed with a blank expression, "Your aunt was scared crazy, she said that she saw a female ghost outside the window that night when it was raining, and this white silk veil was left by the female ghost. ."

   "The female ghost stayed?"

"That's why this is weird. After your aunt went crazy, she kept saying that Zhaozhao came to seek revenge on her, but how can there be ghosts in this world? The handwriting on this veil is indeed Zhaozhao. We originally thought that it was Sorry, I just came to you to confirm."

  Qiao Mo suddenly looked at Shao Mingyuan: "Zhao Zhao—"

   He knew the person behind the scene who scare auntie crazy, it was Miss Li.

   Shao Mingyuan's heart has long been turbulent.

   The eyes of the two met, and they were both in shock.

   "Master Hou, Mo'er—" Kou Bohai said, interrupting the two of them looking at each other.

  Qiao Mo came back to his senses and smiled reluctantly: "Sorry, uncle, I lost my temper for a while."

   "It's no wonder you, things are so bizarre, could it be that there are ghosts in this world?"

   Kou Bohai asked this sentence, and the three people in the hall fell silent for a while.

   "Does my uncle need Ming Yuan's help to find the source of the poison?" Shao Mingyuan broke the silence.

"Uh, don't bother Master Hou, I came here today to check the handwriting on the veil." Kou Bohai declined, and said to Qiao Mo, "Mo'er, your aunt is already crazy, I hope you don't have trouble with foreigners because of this. Your grandfather and grandmother are feeling very sad these few days because your grandfather's family is estranged."

   "Mo'er understands, please tell my uncle to my grandfather and grandmother, so that the two old people don't have to take it to heart."

   "That's good, then I'll go back first." Kou Bohai was slightly relieved, and turned to Shao Mingyuan, "The scandal in the family made the Hou Ye laugh, and I hope the Hou Ye can keep it a secret."

   "This is natural." Shao Mingyuan was in a mess and dealt with it randomly.

   Seeing that Kou Bohai was about to leave, Qiao Mo couldn't help but said, "Uncle, can you leave that white silk veil for Mo'er?"

   Kou Bohai hesitated for a moment.

  Shao Mingyuan said calmly: "I may be able to check the source from the texture of the handkerchief and other aspects, and maybe I can solve the mystery of the female ghost."

   Kou Bohai was relieved when he heard it: "Well, let's leave the veil for the first time. Once there is news of the female ghost, I'd like to ask you to pass on a message."

  After Kou Bohai left, Qiao Mo looked at Shao Mingyuan while holding the white velvet handkerchief: "Master Hou said that day, the female ghost was ordered by Miss Li to pretend to be your subordinate, right?"

"Um."

   "Then, what about this white silk handkerchief?"

   "I'll send someone to ask Miss Li to come over." Shao Mingyuan was silent for a moment, spit out such a sentence, and then said to the guard, "Go and fetch the prescription that Miss Li prescribed today."

  Qiao Zhao was a little surprised when he received the invitation, and asked Chenguang, "General Shao's illness has recurred again?"

   "No, the General is just asking you to come over."

   "That's it, then tell the person who came to deliver the letter, I still have something to do today, and I'll be there tomorrow."

   It's a bit too much to run three times a day to the champion's mansion.

   "Three girls—" Chenguang begged.

   "Go." Qiao Zhao was indifferent.

   Chenguang smoked himself as soon as he was discharged from the hospital.

   Calling you slutty and telling the truth!

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