Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

Li Heng's eyes were full of anticipation, like a dying man grasping at the last straw.

Wen Yuan calmed himself down, looked away, and sat back on the swing.

She tapped her feet and swayed slightly.

The swing creaked, as if crying out for the years of neglect.

Li Heng waited quietly, waiting for Wen Yuan's final judgment.

"Xingyao is dead. Don't you know what it means to be dead? Just like your mother, she has completely disappeared."

This sentence shattered Li Heng's last fantasy.

His shoulders trembled violently, and hatred blazed in his scarlet eyes. "Impossible! She won't die. She won't die. She's endured so much hardship with me, and it took so much effort to get everything we have today. We don't even have children yet, how could she die!"

Li Heng punched the stone pillar with such force that it almost broke through.

Looking at Li Heng's crazy appearance, and thinking about the countless zeros behind Ji Xingyao's bank card number, eating and drinking well everywhere, without being bound by feudal dogmatism, Wen Yuan felt very happy.

But this cannot offset the suffering Ji Xingyao has endured in the past three years.

"Li Heng, I think there's one thing we should be thankful for, and that's Xingyao not giving birth to your child. She passed away cleanly and without any worries. I just hope her reincarnation journey goes smoothly, and she doesn't run into scum like you again."

"Xingyao loves me." Li Heng's eyes were red with anger. This child was a regret that he could never make up for.

"Xingyao loved you, so she died. You killed her."

"Impossible!!! Wen Yuan, Xingyao can't possibly die."

The veins on Li Heng's temples bulged. He grabbed Wen Yuan's shoulders and lifted her up from the swing.

"presumptuous!"

A roar sounded.

Li Zhao, wearing a dark black fox cloak, stood not far away, looking at the two of them coldly.

The anger in Li Heng's body was like a small hole poked in it, and most of it was released in an instant.

He let go of Wen Yuan and saluted Li Zhao.

"Brother Royal."

"Li Heng, if I see you disrespecting the Imperial Concubine again, don't blame me for not thinking of our brotherhood."

Li Zhaocong entered the back garden, his eyes fixed on Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan didn't even look at Li Zhao from beginning to end.

"I know I was wrong." Li Heng lowered his head, his voice full of grievance, "Royal brother, Xingyao... left and doesn't want me anymore."

Li Heng, who possessed the military power of the Taifeng Dynasty, was a powerful figure on the battlefield. However, in front of his royal brother, he became a child who was so aggrieved that he could only shed tears.

Li Zhao sighed almost inaudibly, patted Li Heng's shoulder, and said with a hint of grief: "The princess has passed away. Fifth brother, I mourn for you."

Li Heng raised his sleeve and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Royal brother, I think Xingyao is not dead. She went back to a place none of us have ever heard of."

Li Zhao thought he was out of his mind due to grief: "Fifth brother, don't talk nonsense. The princess's body is here, and everyone can see it."

The light in Li Heng's eyes faded. If even his brother didn't believe him, these words would just rot in his stomach.

"The prefect and the coroner are outside Yaohua Garden. Why?" Li Zhao asked.

"The Imperial Concubine said that I was the one who killed Xingyao." Li Heng replied.

"Oh? Why do you say that, Your Majesty?" Li Zhao looked at Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan reluctantly saluted the emperor: "The coroner has testified that Xingyao appears to have been poisoned."

"Just relying on the coroner's words is not enough," said Li Zhao.

Wen Yuan seemed to have known he would say this: "Then I implore Your Majesty to thoroughly investigate the small pharmacy in the Ruiping Palace."

The small pharmacy is the place responsible for decocting medicine in Ruiping Palace, and is located behind the kitchen.

Li Zhao's expression remained unchanged: "Okay, the prefect is here, let him investigate."

When Li Heng heard Wen Yuan mention the small pharmacy, he suddenly thought of something: "Does the imperial concubine suspect someone poisoned the fertility soup?"

"If it's not someone, it's probably you, Li Heng. Xingyao is the general's daughter. She's been in excellent health since childhood and has only had a fever a few times in her life. You asked her to drink the fertility soup and she had no complaints. Who would have thought that it wasn't a fertility soup, but a life-threatening soup."

"I don't!"

"Of course you deny it. Didn't you just deny that Xingyao died of poisoning?"

The two people held different opinions, and Wen Yuan's words were full of thorns, which made Li Heng so angry that his chest heaved.

"Okay, stop arguing." Li Zhao interrupted them. "Let's wait until the prefect finishes his investigation."

Li Heng blushed: "I will obey my brother in everything."

Today is destined to be a restless day.

The emperor and the imperial concubine visited Prince Ruiping's mansion together, and everyone in the mansion was walking on thin ice.

Su Jinyun, dressed in mourning clothes, knelt before Ji Xingyao's coffin, adding paper money to the incinerator. Her swollen cheeks were dark purple from the soot, a far cry from her previous delicate appearance.

"Miss, the prefect went to the kitchen." The wet nurse knelt behind Su Jinyun and whispered to her.

Su Jinyun's hand trembled as he added the paper money, and the paper money fell to the ground.

She calmed down and picked up the fallen paper money.

"It doesn't matter. They can't find anything."

The wet nurse was still uneasy, but seeing that her young lady was full of confidence, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

"Miss, please stay away from the fire. If your face continues to be burned like this, it will be difficult to recover." The wet nurse felt so distressed when she saw Su Jinyun's face that she wished she could suffer this pain for her.

"Nurse, you are getting old and confused. The emperor and the imperial concubine are here, and so many people are watching. How can you be lazy?" Su Jinyun said hatefully.

"The young lady is right." The wet nurse replied in a low voice.

In the small kitchen of Ruiping Prince's Mansion, the prefect was busy sweating in the cold winter.

The small kitchen contained a number of medicinal herbs, as well as some firewood, medicine pots, and a stove. The three servants and maids who usually prepared the medicine were now waiting in the small kitchen for questioning.

The prefect asked, "Where is the recipe for the soup to pray for fertility?"

Someone replied, "The fertility soup is different from other medicines. It has always been made by Madam Li alone."

"Where is Madam Li?"

"She said she had something to do at home yesterday and asked for leave."

Asking for leave? What a coincidence, it happened to be yesterday.

The prefect asked, "Do you know where Li Niang's family is?"

"Yes, it's in Lijia Village, two kilometers southwest of the city."

"Go to Lijia Village to find someone."

"Yes." The bailiff took the order and took a few people to Lijia Village.

The prefect found a stool and sat down, continuing to question:

"Madam Li, was there anything unusual yesterday?"

A little maidservant lowered her brows and replied submissively, "Nothing unusual."

"When did the fertility soup start to be boiled?"

"three years ago."

"Have you ever stopped in these three years?"

"No."

The prefect asked a few more questions, covering every detail.

The maids and servants did not dare to hide anything and told everything.

Li Zhao and Wen Yuan were in Wenli Pavilion at this time. They had not seen each other for more than half a month. Wen Yuan felt uncomfortable being in the same room.

She leaned sideways, her back to Li Zhao, her slender jade fingers unconsciously touching the imperial jade bracelet on her wrist.

This is an heirloom left by Concubine Gao to her daughter-in-law, one for her and one for Ji Xingyao.

Because it was too valuable, they were reluctant to wear it in the past and wrapped it in layers of brocade and hid it in the cabinet.

For a period of time, many people came and emptied the Prince's Mansion. Wen Yuan was afraid that the bracelet would be looted, so he dug a big hole under the roots of a tree in the backyard and buried it.

It was not until several years later that the jade bracelet buried in the soil saw the light of day again.

Later, Li Zhao rewarded her with many rare treasures, including imperial jades of higher quality than this one, but she only loved this one and wore it every day without taking it off.

She herself didn't realize that when she was upset, she would subconsciously rub the bracelet.

Li Zhao looked at her quietly, and after a while he said, "Ayuan."