The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

Shen Zhichong's heart skipped a beat. He instinctively turned his head to look at the gunpowder in the coffin, only to see the orange-red flame struggle and flicker twice on the surface of the gunpowder before going out with a "hiss," leaving only a wisp of very faint blue smoke dissipating in the air.

"How could this happen?" He clutched his hair in despair, all traces of his earlier arrogance now gone.

Qin Miaoxi walked up to him and said, "Do you think we would be completely unprepared after we found out you were the real culprit? The gunpowder in the coffin was switched long ago."

Shen Zhichong collapsed to the ground, utterly dejected. "Why won't you let me die?"

Lu Qingchen spat disdainfully, "Wouldn't it be too easy for you to die like this? You should have your deeds exposed to the public, be judged by the world, and be executed in public."

"Lord Liang, as you have heard, there is no such thing as a ghost-faced judge. It was all a hoax concocted by Steward Shen to take revenge on the Wang family. Please report this matter to His Majesty truthfully. Thank you in advance!"

After saying this, Qin Miaoxi bowed deeply to Liang Hongkai.

If Lu Qingchen were to explain to the Emperor, the Emperor would likely not believe him. Only a fair and upright minister like Liang Hongkai could report the matter, and the Emperor, out of consideration for his reputation, would not punish Lu Qingchen.

Liang Hongkai had heard a little about the imprisonment of Marquis Xuanping and agreed without hesitation, "Little Qin, don't worry, I'll take care of this."

Shen Zhichong was then taken away, and the Wang family case came to an end.

Qin Miaoxi turned around and saw Lu Qingchen looking at her with a grateful expression, while she heard his heartfelt words.

My wife is so good to me, she loves me so much!

Qin Miaoxi rubbed her forehead; her head was starting to ache again.

"Because Shen Zhichong had stayed at the Nanfeng Pavilion, he was used to tying Chinese knots and also knew the art of bone shrinking..."

She suddenly spoke out of the blue, her eyes instantly becoming meaningful, the corners of her mouth curving up and down, her pretty face almost bursting with smiles.

Lu Qingchen felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at. "What are you looking at me for?"

"Your contortionist technique...!?"

Lu Qingchen hurriedly explained, "No, absolutely not. My technique is from a virgin, it's completely different from his."

My wife is actually questioning me. Should I do something? Should we consummate our marriage? Otherwise, I'll seem like a slacker.

"Ahem!" Qin Miaoxi strode towards the door and instructed the constables, "Continue to guard the Wang family's residence well. Do not let a single person out."

Lu Qingchen vaguely saw her ears, which were red to the point of bleeding, and muttered softly, "Why did you leave so suddenly? I haven't even finished explaining!"

Qin Miaoxi practically burst out of the door, heading straight for Wang Xiangxiang, who was looking distraught outside the courtyard.

The maids surrounded her, trying to comfort her, while her mother, Madam Wang, was extremely cold towards her, mocking her with sarcastic words: "You really are just like your father, doing all sorts of shady things and learning to be unfaithful. Are you in such a hurry? You little slut."

Wang Xiangxiang didn't argue loudly, but responded with a cold retort.

"Isn't Mother the same? Do you really think no one knows that the guards around you are all your male lovers!"

Madam Wang was furious. "How dare you! Does your traditional female virtue teach you to speak to your mother like that?"

“You have already been divorced, and the divorce papers have been delivered to you. You are no longer my mother, nor are you the Lady of the Wang family.”

"The Wang family, do you think the Wang family will still exist?"

Wang Xiangxiang remained silent, her fierce eyes fixed on her, and stubbornly said, "Then I don't have a mother like you who is promiscuous."

"You!" Madam Wang raised her hand in a fit of rage and brought it down on her face.

Wang Xiangxiang subconsciously closed her eyes, but the expected pain did not come. When she opened her eyes, she saw Qin Miaoxi holding Wang's hand tightly and coldly warning, "Wang, have you forgotten what you have done?"

Madam Wang abruptly pulled her hand back, saying, "I don't understand what you're saying."

"Guards, take Madam Wang back to the yamen for proper interrogation."

"Yes."

Three or five constables rushed up and took her away. Even though Madam Wang struggled violently, she could not break free. Her cries of "Let me go, sir, spare my life!" gradually faded into the distance until they disappeared outside the gate.

Wang Xiangxiang slumped back into her chair, and the maidservant quietly withdrew at Qin Miaoxi's signal.

"Do you think I'm a failure? My supposed lover has been using me from the beginning, my biological mother never loved me, and even my beloved father killed so many people... What am I still alive for?" Wang Xiangxiang stared blankly at the ground.

Qin Miaoxi's cold voice rang out from above, "I didn't come here to listen to your complaints. I only have one question for you: are you still going to hide it now?"

Wang Xiangxiang fell silent.

"Today, Shen Zhichong can hide his identity and take revenge. In the future, there will be Li Zhichong and Zhou Zhichong. Because your father sowed the seeds of immorality, you, as his daughter, will receive the consequences you deserve."

“We can protect you once, but we may not be able to protect you a second or third time. You will live in fear forever, and only death can bring you relief.”

Wang Xiangxiang suddenly shivered. She wanted to die, but when she actually said the word "death," she was instinctively afraid.

To put it bluntly, it's because they're afraid of dying.

Seeing that she did not answer, Qin Miaoxi directly gave the order, "The Wang family is involved in the case of lost disaster relief supplies. Immediately search their property and investigate."

"Yes."

The constables' eyes lit up; they wished they could dig up the Wang family's house from the ground.

Lu Qingchen frantically gave her meaningful glances, asking why she wasn't asking anymore. The most important thing the murderer had now caught was the list of those who colluded with Master Wang.

Qin Miaoxi gave him a warning glance, then, annoyed and at her wit's end, simply closed her eyes to avoid seeing him.

She was waiting, waiting for Wang Xiangxiang to take the initiative.

"Can the imperial court protect me?"

Sure enough, after the bailiffs started making their moves, Wang Xiangxiang couldn't sit still any longer. She asked anxiously and expectantly.

Qin Miaoxi said solemnly, "Exile is the best possible outcome."

"Wouldn't that mean I have to die?"

Wang Xiangxiang murmured weakly, her voice filled with fear, dread, and confusion.

She might die if she spoke, and she would definitely die if she didn't speak. What choice did she have?

"I'll speak to the yamen runners and ask them to look after you a little more. But the journey is fraught with danger, and whether you can make it through ultimately depends on your own fate."

Wang Xiangxiang stared at the constables who had received orders but remained motionless, lost in thought.

Silence lingered in the air for a long time before she finally spoke slowly.

"The stable, the things are hidden in the stable."

At this moment, there were no tears, only a cold, clear-headed realization: the Wang family had no chance of turning things around.

She clenched her fists, with only one thought in her mind: to survive, she had to first eradicate those hidden menaces.

Qin Miaoxi winked at Lu Qingchen, who immediately went to search the stables.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Lu Qingchen arrived carrying a tightly wrapped cloth bag.

"Wife, look."

Qin Miaoxi was shocked by the first page of records she saw after opening the list. She quickly closed it, took a deep breath, and said, "It's this one."

"That's good, I'll go give it to Lord Liang..."

"No, you must hand this over to His Majesty yourself." Qin Miaoxi interrupted him, stuffed the roster into his arms, patted it, and said solemnly, "Protect it well, and be sure to hand it over personally. No one is allowed to see it, including yourself."

? ?

Why is this?

But being henpecked, he firmly believed in any decision his wife made.