The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

Inside the dark prison, a shadowy figure flashed past in the moonlight.

"Let me out! I will tear you to pieces."

The third princess huddled against the wall, her eyes fixed in terror on a spot where a rat the size of a palm was scurrying about in the straw.

The mouse squeaked and darted away. The Third Princess buried her head in her knees in fear, her voice trembling with tears, "How disgusting! Get away! Don't come near me!"

Only when the sound stopped did she dare to look up and peek, only to see a pair of black boots stopped in front of her.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her gaze involuntarily rose upwards, only to meet a pair of sharp, piercing eyes—the eyes of a man dressed entirely in black, his face covered by a mask, who was staring intently at her.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, and a shrill voice escaped her lips, "Who are you?"

"The person who killed you."

As soon as she finished speaking, a cold glint, carrying an icy chill, shot straight towards her neck.

The third princess's mind went blank, a panicked scream burst from her throat, her body trembled uncontrollably, and she abruptly closed her eyes.

boom!

It was the sound of metal clashing.

The sudden barrage of sword strikes was abruptly cut off as another man in black appeared out of thin air, his weapon steadily blocking the opponent's sword.

In the confined space, the two instantly engaged in a fierce battle. As their figures clashed, the blades sliced ​​through the stone walls, sending up shards of stone. The sharp energy seemed to freeze the surrounding air.

The third princess lay on the ground, using both hands and feet to shrink into the corner. Clinging to her last glimmer of hope, she tried several times to rush out of the cell door during the gaps in the fight between the two, but as soon as she poked her body out, she was forced back by the sword blades that darted out from the side, and could only fall back into the corner in a sorry state, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.

Finally, a sword flash struck the former's shoulder. The man in black groaned and turned to flee.

The latter sheathed his sword and walked straight up to the Third Princess, who asked in fear and horror, "And who are you?"

"I am your loyal guard."

"Sui Yi?"

"Aren't you dead?"

The Third Princess was shocked. She learned from the jailer that the Ministry of Justice had found the evidence by arresting the guard and killing him on the spot. So who was standing in front of her now?

The man raised a hand covered in knife scars and slowly removed his mask, revealing a hideous, rotting face.

"I'm not dead, I've come to save you."

The third princess stared in horror, backing away and pressing herself against the wall. "You, you stay away!"

"Princess, we should leave this place quickly. Our brothers are waiting for you."

The man's lips curled into a stiff smile, a distorted smile that made his face even more terrifying.

"Brothers? What brothers?"

The Third Princess wasn't stupid. Although this man claimed to be her guard, the woman had a gut feeling that there was danger, especially since he mentioned his brother. She feared that if she followed him out of the prison, she would end up in another den of wolves.

She still firmly believed that her father would clear her name and that she would be released; she just needed to wait patiently.

A strange light suddenly flashed in the man's eyes. "Naturally, it's the Mad Demon. You are the leader of the Mad Demons, and all of us brothers will obey your orders."

"Madman... Madman?"

The Third Princess felt her blood run cold and her limbs go cold; he truly was that murderous maniac.

"No, you go, I will not go with you."

She screamed in terror, clutching the hairpin in her hand, ready to pierce his neck with its sharp point if he dared to come any closer.

The man's eyes gleamed with undisguised ruthlessness, and his steps were steady and unwavering as he approached step by step.

The cold tip of the hairpin was already pressed against the pulse on the side of his neck. The pulsation of the blood vessels under the skin was clearly palpable. With just a little force from the Third Princess, the sharp tip of the hairpin would pierce the carotid artery.

The Third Princess trembled with fear at the coldness in his eyes, barely daring to breathe, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.

"Who does the princess think was the assassin who just came to kill her?"

The Third Princess's pupils constricted sharply, and she shook her head in disbelief, "Impossible, no way, he wouldn't do that."

"Whether it is or not, I'm sure the princess has already made up her mind. We are your loyal servants. If the princess commands us to die, we will never live."

The cold voice paused, "Do you want us to live or... die?"

Bang~

The hairpin in the third princess's hand fell limply and was caught in the man's palm.

"Princess, be careful!"

He slowly put the gauze back on for her. The Third Princess stood stiffly, forgetting even to scold him.

"Does the princess remember now? As long as you produce the token of the Command Maniac, we are willing to be his lackeys and obey your commands."

The stench of decay filled the Third Princess's nostrils, and the sour taste churned in her stomach. She could no longer hold back and vomited.

"No, I don't have anything like what you're talking about."

Ignoring the filth on her lips, the Third Princess grabbed the man and commanded, "Didn't you say I was your leader? I now order you to immediately tell me to leave the prison."

She cannot die; she has a bright future ahead of her. Once she gets through this ordeal, the world will be hers to rule! She will be the ruler of the world.

The man gazed at her intently, his voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of probing, "You really don't have a token?"

"So what if there's no token? Come, I order you to take me away right now."

The man's hand flashed past, and the Third Princess froze, her body going limp as she collapsed.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from the corridor.

"Quick, there's movement inside."

The man darted away from the prison, disappearing into the darkness in a few flashes, followed by a series of exclamations from the prison guards.

"The cell door is open!"

"Quickly, the Third Princess has fainted!"

"Everyone be on high alert and search everywhere for accomplices."

The stars move with me, the moon casts sparse shadows, and the night grows cool.

She took off her mask, revealing a stunningly beautiful face – Qin Miaoxi.

Ziyan's figure landed silently beside her like a ghost, her deep voice carrying the chill of the night: "Miss, the night wind is cold, you should put this cloak on."

After putting on the cloak, Qin Miaoxi took the hot water bottle handed to her and asked, "Where is the Marquis?"

"The son-in-law hasn't come back yet."

Qin Miaoxi stood in front of the carriage, her gaze fixed on the prison. "Send people to investigate quickly. Also, inform my eldest brother, second brother, and third sister to keep an eye on things in the palace."

Ziyan's eyes flickered slightly as she noted everything down, then whispered, "Miss, Eunuch Wu wishes to see you."

Qin Miaoxi pondered for a moment and asked, "Is Eunuch Wu still in the Cold Palace?"

"Yes, His Majesty has not inquired about Eunuch Wu's affairs since then."

"In that case, let's wait a while, then bring the person out and send them to the manor to live out their remaining years in peace!"

"Yes."

The carriage clattered along, always managing to evade city patrols and return smoothly to the Marquis's residence.

As soon as they arrived, another carriage stopped outside the Marquis's residence.

Lu Qingchen had just stepped off the carriage and had only walked a few steps when she suddenly began to cough violently. Her originally pale face was flushed red by the cough.

"Master Hou!"