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Chapter 34 The Princess Takes the Blame and is Granted Death (34)

During these three days, the county magistrate Zhai Hongxia and the general manager of the royal palace Dong Huaide did not stop their efforts to find out the truth.

But there has been no breakthrough.

Instead, the relevant information leaked quickly.

The news was widely spread in Zhao'an Prefecture.

Zhai Hongxia was so anxious that he almost considered whether to carry out Dong Huaide's previous suggestion of hanging and whipping the maids, or even killing one every once in a while. Even if he became like Prince Lu, cursed by the murderer and turned into something half-human and half-pig, at least it could be considered a work injury, which was better than submitting a memorial with no results.

Fortunately, the express train from the capital arrived first, eight hundred miles away.

Faced with the questioning from the people who came from the capital, that is, asking whether anything had happened to Prince Lu and whether any strange changes had occurred, Zhai Hongxia and Dong Huaide were both surprised at how quickly the capital knew about it, and had a vague sense of relief.

No matter what the final result is?
At least now I can get the story out...

So, naturally, the two of them quickly informed the visitor from the capital of the relevant situation, and also informed him of all the evidence and clues they had found, as well as their current speculations. At the same time, they did not forget to take him to visit Prince Lu, who was still a little drowsy and not quite awake after drinking too much tranquilizing soup.

Needless to say, the man was also shocked.

He secretly had some guesses in his heart, thinking that something similar might have happened in the palace, or even be related to what happened to Prince Lu, so he suddenly rushed over eight hundred miles to find out what was going on. However, he did not reveal any information, but just wanted to bring Prince Lu back to the capital.

At the same time, Dong Huaide and others were asked to accompany him.

The "waiting people" here mainly refer to the people in the palace.

Including the royal physician and his personal attendants, Zhai Hongxia, the prefect, certainly couldn't allow him to accompany them, as he had so many other matters to attend to locally. As for the princess's funeral, no one cared at the moment. Before leaving, he simply instructed that it be sent directly to the side chamber of the royal mausoleum.

Then the person from the capital only gave them half an hour to prepare and asked them to set off immediately. He himself didn't even need to prepare, and he got on his horse and galloped back to the capital.

The person should be brought back to the capital for treatment.

The news must be brought back.

However, given the state of Prince Lu at this time, it was obviously impossible to send him back at an express speed of 800 miles. If Prince Lu were to be sent back at this speed, it would be hard to say whether he would be a living person or a corpse. Therefore, the relevant information could only be sent back at an express speed of 800 miles.

After the people from the capital left, the Prince of Lu's Mansion quickly became busy. Some were preparing carriages, and some were preparing funeral arrangements. After all, this time they were going to the capital.

It’s really hard to predict whether it will be good or bad.

And no matter how you think about it, the bad outweighs the good.

The next thing to do was to hurry on the journey, but after setting off, they found that, not to mention what they would encounter after arriving in Beijing, it was quite difficult to just send Prince Lu to the capital safely, because Prince Lu was too vulnerable now.

First, his tongue became larger, blocking his mouth, and some of it even overflowed. This condition not only made it difficult for him to breathe, but also made him unable to withstand the bumps.

A slight bump on the upper and lower teeth may cause the tongue to touch.

In more serious cases, it is normal to bite your tongue.

But in those days, there were no shock-absorbing springs, no rubber, and no particularly perfect official roads. It would be useless even if he was a prince, let alone the emperor.

It has to be shaken when it needs to be shaken.

This led to two situations. First, King Lu's temper became even more violent and his tongue became riddled with holes. Second, they had to slow down.

I probably won’t be able to return to the capital for ten days or half a month.

A month would be a bit too long, and it’s hard to say what King Lu’s tongue will look like by then.

Although Ding Shui looked anxious, he was in a good mood. After all, Prince Lu was suffering greatly. And since he had nothing to do anyway, Ding Shui, mindful of their relationship as husband and wife, stayed by Prince Lu's side. Whenever he fell asleep, he would enter his dreams and torture him, or directly torment his soul in his spirit platform.

All the things he had done to others were repeated on his soul a hundred times a thousand times.

It's all for his own good, so that he doesn't have to stop refining pills for a long time and forget what he is best at. It helps him recall more, even if he accidentally uses too much force one day.

It's okay to tear his soul into pieces.

The super synthesis system is quite useful in this regard.

As long as you don't make any mistakes when piecing the pieces together, you can restore him perfectly. If you make a mistake, it may cause him to become mentally disturbed, but if you tear it apart and piece it back together again, he can be restored. Occasionally, if you're lucky, you can even activate the qualitative change effect.

Although it will cause his soul to become smaller.

But it can improve the quality of his soul, making his perception more acute and less prone to collapse.

Not to mention recalling the past day after day.

Causes the soul to be scattered!

Ding Shui truly felt that he was very compassionate. Even in this state, he still stayed with him every day, and would accompany him even until death.

Where can I find such a good wife?

With Ding Shui's caring company, Prince Lu should not be too lonely on his journey back to Beijing. At the same time, Ding Shui finally has something to do and is not bored.

……

On the way back to the capital by Prince Lu, or to be exact on the third day, Emperor Tianwu had already received relevant intelligence and knew Prince Lu's condition, which gave him a headache.

He has gained weight and has a pigtail on his butt, but it can barely cover it up for now. At worst, he can just wear looser clothes.

The pig's head in Concubine Guang's belly was also born.

She hasn't had any other problems so far.

After all, it's still acceptable. If one day it becomes unacceptable, it would only take a word to make her die suddenly.

However, the culprit, Prince Lu, or the person the other party hated the most, was in such a physical condition that it was impossible to conceal it. Anyone with eyes could tell that he was quite abnormal at first sight.

It can be said that at the moment the message was received.

Emperor Tianwu decided to kill him.

Of course, he did not want to kill the murderer. He had already had the murderous intention towards the murderer a few days ago. He wanted to kill his own son, Prince Lu. He felt that it would be too embarrassing for Prince Lu to go to the capital in that state, and it would damage the reputation of the royal family. It would be better to let him die unexpectedly.

Or arrange for him to be assassinated and then look for the real murderer under the guise of tracking down the assassin.

But Emperor Tianwu was a little worried. He did not follow the mysterious voice's instructions to announce his son Prince Lu's crimes to the world and execute him by slow slicing. Would this make the mysterious person dissatisfied and cause more trouble?

The thought of becoming like his son.

Emperor Tianwu felt a chill.

He felt that he could not act rashly until he found a way to deal with that mysterious man, or even to eliminate him. Therefore, he could only vent his anger on the Tianshi Mansion and the Imperial Observatory, ordering them to come up with a solution quickly or call in the ancestors of their faction.

Solve this problem perfectly.

At the same time, he also summoned the abbot of the White Horse Temple.

You can't hang yourself on a tree.

(End of this chapter)