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An Siyang shook his head gently and said slowly, "She is naturally skilled at this sort of thing; her sadness doesn't mean much. However, she is indeed not the murderer.
First of all, the idea of faking death is unreasonable. If it were for money, receiving the funeral offerings and having her buried in an empty coffin would suffice." As he spoke, he furrowed his brow slightly, his eyes reflecting deep thought.
"It’s my fault! I caused Da Tou’s death! It’s all my mistake!" Aunt Li cried out, collapsing weakly onto Li Da Tou's corpse, gripping the edge of his clothing tightly as she sobbed uncontrollably. "That day, he lost over a hundred taels at Ruyi Gambling House. When he came back, I was furious and scolded him. He went out to work with a hoe. I never expected him to suddenly return and say he had been bitten by a snake. I was startled and prepared to find a doctor, but instead, he happily told me that someone had given him a good idea that would not only help him escape his debts but also earn some money." Her voice trembled with tears as she recounted the events.
"The idea that person gave you was to fake his death for the funeral offerings?"
"Exactly!" Aunt Li wiped her tears and nodded vigorously, tears streaming through her fingers. "In fact, I hoped Da Tou could leave Jinyang and start anew somewhere else; perhaps he could quit gambling. So we followed that person's suggestion and claimed he died from a snake bite, even getting Elder Zhang to help us stage this act! The faking of death was for our own sake; the idea of rising from the dead had nothing to do with us! That person said his son had been wrongfully imprisoned and wanted Da Tou to fake his death again so we could extort Elder Zhang. Once in prison, I was supposed to stir up trouble with Elder Zhang so that he could rescue his son. In the end, regardless of whether Elder Zhang admitted guilt or not, we would only be locked up for three to five days before returning."
He Xinluo suddenly understood and clapped her hands excitedly. "In that case, it must be the Shape-Shifting Silver Wolf! When the prince and I arrived at the Li Family, he must have just finished his scheme and hadn’t left yet. Later, when we discovered the suspicious circumstances surrounding the body, he feared we would inform Brother Siyang and disrupt his plans, so he locked us in the coffin!"
"So that person never intended to help us but rather wanted to use Da Tou and me for a prison break?" Aunt Li's expression shifted slightly; her sorrow seemed to lessen as a hint of despair flickered across her face, accompanied by a self-deprecating smile. "I knew it! There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world! What kind of good people can you meet in a gambling house?"
As she spoke, she turned her gaze back to Li Da Tou, her eyes filled with complex emotions. Suddenly biting her lip, she sprang up from the ground and staggered toward a nearby pillar with determination that left He Xinluo and Li Zimu stunned.
An Siyang seemed to have anticipated her thoughts all along; like lightning, he rushed forward and grabbed her arm urgently. "If you blame yourself to the point of wanting to die, what will happen to your children? Do you want them to grow up without guidance and become ruffians in the streets?"
At that moment, Inspector Lin entered with Aunt Li's two children in tow. The innocent younger son knelt beside Li Da Tou's corpse, pulling at his father's hand with all his might as he said in a sweet voice, "Dad, don’t sleep anymore! Get up quickly! We can go home!"
The older daughter carefully took a bun out from her pocket and tiptoed over to Aunt Li, saying thoughtfully, "Mom, that constable uncle took me and my brother to eat meat buns. I saved one for you! You haven’t eaten anything since morning!"
Upon hearing this, Aunt Li's tears flowed again like pearls breaking free from their string. She pulled her children into an embrace, sobbing uncontrollably.
He Xinluo felt a pang in her nose, and her eyes instantly turned red. Unable to hold back, she turned away to wipe her tears, only to see two handkerchiefs being offered to her simultaneously. She was taken aback, staring at the two concerned faces before her.
“Cough!” Li Zimu, noticing her reaction, awkwardly prepared to retract his handkerchief, but He Xinluo took it from him.
“Brother Si Yang’s is for wiping tears; yours… well, just use it for your nose!” She said as she reached out and tightly grasped both of their hands, a smile appearing on her face. “I really hope we can always be like this!”
Not wanting to see her red-eyed expression, Li Zimu decided to tease her. “Hey, this is high-quality snow satin! If you’re going to wipe your nose, you should use Boss An’s raggedy one!”
An Siyang shot him a cold glare and retorted, “Who are you calling raggedy? This handkerchief was personally embroidered by Luo'er!”
“Ah? Then I want one too! Luo'er, how about I send you a dozen snow satin handkerchiefs for you to help me embroider one?”
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