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After waiting for a while, Chu Xingluo still hadn't come back. Xia Taoyuan couldn't sit still anymore. She was about to go and see, but saw Chu Xingluo walking towards her.

Chu Xingluo's expression did not change, and he said, "Brother-in-law, brother and sister-in-law, I have something to go out for."

Xia Taoyuan suddenly felt something was wrong, so he stood up and pulled Chu Xingluo aside, asking in a low voice, "What happened? Did something happen at the porridge stall?"

Chu Xingluo gently touched her hair and said, "It's nothing serious. I'll be back soon. Don't worry."

"I'll go with you."

"No, you've been too tired these past two days. Go and have a rest later. Trust me, I'll take care of it."

Thinking that the princess and the others were still there, Xia Taoyuan did not insist and said softly, "Be careful."

Chu Xingluo and Queying went.

Queying came back to report that something happened at the porridge stall.

The porridge distribution was going on smoothly when suddenly a woman came and complained that her little son had just eaten the porridge distributed by the palace. Not long after, the lively child foamed at the mouth and died. She suspected that the porridge was poisonous.

Chu Xingluo went to the porridge stall, walked through the crowd, and saw the crying woman. The woman was holding a four or five-year-old child in her arms. The child's body was straight and it looked like he had no life.

Seeing Chu Xingluo coming, Long Yan said, "Your Highness, there is nothing wrong with the rice we bought. We had someone to supervise the cooking process. We tasted it after it was cooked and it was fine. Someone must be trying to frame us."

Someone in the crowd started to make a noise, "The porridge provided by Prince Jing's Mansion was actually made with poisoned rice. This is terrible. Someone is dead."

"I heard that today is Prince Jing's wedding. This is really a case of good intentions leading to bad results."

"Human lives are at stake. Prince Jing cannot be free from responsibility."

"Who dares to eat their porridge now? Don't let them get poisoned."

Some people also felt sorry for Prince Jing, "We are fine after eating it, is this child sick?"

"That's right. Prince Jing is doing charity by distributing porridge. How could he possibly harm people? Let's wait until the matter is clarified before we speak."

The onlookers had different opinions.

Chu Xingluo walked up to the woman and asked, "Sister-in-law, has your child ever been sick before?"

"My child was always fine, but he died after eating your porridge today. Please give my child back his life!" The woman had a sad face and a hoarse voice. She was extremely heartbroken.

"Sister-in-law, there must be something fishy about this matter. I will get to the bottom of this matter and give you an explanation." Chu Xingluo said in a deep voice.

The woman just kept crying and shouting, while several other women stood by to comfort and persuade her.

Chu Xingluo glanced at the people who were talking about it, and said loudly: "Everyone, please be patient and listen to me!"

Those in the crowd who had seen Chu Xingluo knew that this was Prince Jing, and they all said, "Let's hear what Prince Jing has to say."

"I will thoroughly investigate today's matter and give an explanation to this sister-in-law. Anyone present here who has eaten our porridge, please stand up and let everyone see if you feel unwell." Chu Xingluo said in a loud voice.

Soon many people stood up and said, "I have been here since the 9th hour of the 4th month. I drank two bowls of porridge at that time. The rice porridge in Prince Jing's Mansion is very sweet and thick. It is the best porridge I have ever eaten. I am fine now. I want to drink two more bowls later. I don't need to eat dinner at night."

"I drank it too, and I'm fine now. I don't believe that Prince Jing's Mansion would make poisoned porridge. Isn't that just putting the blame on yourself?"

"Yes, we still don't know how the child died. I think this porridge is very good."

Qingyun Longyan wrote down the addresses of these people and said that if there was a lawsuit, he would like to ask everyone to be witnesses, and everyone agreed.

Qingyun Longyan ordered his men to carry the woman to the Yunjun City Government Office. When Chu Xingluo returned to the palace, it was already dark.