The Crybaby Prince is Reborn, Where is the Prince Going?

"So it must be this little bitch! I don't know what kind of magic potion she gave the master to make him so obsessed with her, which gave this little bitch the opportunity to take advantage of him. She must have poisoned the master!"

Mrs. Zhu spoke with great confidence, fierce words and a resounding tone, firmly believing that Zhao Zhen'er was the murderer of Mr. Zhu.

He had heard her say this countless times since Lord Han and his men entered the mansion. He was helpless and didn't want to hear it anymore, but he could only follow the procedure and continue.

"Since you believe Zhao Zhen'er is the murderer, what evidence do you have? I can't conclude that this is the truth just based on your empty words."

"Of course there's evidence. She had a servant who would go to the small kitchen every day at dawn to get the master's favorite ice cream. But on the day the master had the accident, the maid wasn't there." Madam Zhu raised her eyebrows and pointed at Zhao Zhen'er, gritting her teeth. "And that maid has disappeared. It's very likely that Zhao Zhen'er killed her to cover up the truth!"

Mrs. Zhu's words were so clear and logical that people were stunned.

"What's the maid's name and what does she look like? Someone, take the lady down to record her statement."

Soon, another Dali Temple official brought a clerk and Mrs. Zhu to the guest room to record.

Lord Han kept staring at Zhao Zhener's reaction, but unfortunately, whether Mrs. Zhu mentioned the little maid or took her away to record her confession, her face was full of grief and there was no flaw.

"Second Madam, what do you want to say?"

Zhao Zhen'er wiped her tears with her sleeve, frowning, half-crying. "I have nothing to say. The master left my courtyard as usual, nothing unusual... It's just that the master has been in poor health. The cakes my wife mentioned were the medicinal cakes I sent to help him recover. He left in a hurry before the hour had arrived. Who could have known that in just a few moments, the master... he's gone... If there's any fault on my part, it's me who killed the master..."

Master! Please wait for me!"

Zhao Zhener shouted loudly, quickly stood up and took a running start to hit the coffin.

But there was no way Lord Han would just watch someone die in front of him, so he hurriedly shouted, "Stop her, quickly, stop her!"

Fortunately, the Jinyiwei were no pushovers and stopped Zhao Zhener when she was about to hit the coffin.

Lord Han breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was stopped. If she had really killed him, his official hat would have been in jeopardy.

"Why are you stopping me? The master is gone, what's the point of me living? Master! Master, please come back and take me away!"

Jinyou frowned as he watched this farce, then turned to ask Aque, "Where is the Second Prince?"

Aque pointed at a few people standing not far from the Jinyiwei but not close to them and said, "They are them. The one leading them is the second prince's personal guard." As he said this, Aque frowned.

This was not the first time she had dealt with people from the prince's mansion, but she had never seen anything that could alarm the prince's personal guards.

"Maybe it's for a secret letter." It seems wrong that a prince sent his personal bodyguard to help his aunt's younger sister who was a concubine.

"Go over and have a look."

The two men walked straight towards Zhao Zhener. The woman was still crying, but it was unclear whether she was crying sincerely or just pretending.

"Since the Second Madam said that Mr. Zhu has not been in good health, there must be a palace doctor who regularly checks Mr. Zhu's pulse. A look at the records will reveal the truth."

"No need." Ji Zhonghuan came out from the side and made the final decision: "Interrogate everyone separately and take the bodies back to the Dali Temple."

"Sir, you are here!" The moment Sir Han saw Ji Zhonghuan, he felt like he had seen his savior. The case was not complicated, but it was tricky.

If we handle the case as usual, we can just take the person back and give him a few beatings and he will confess, but that won't work this time.

The suspected person is not someone that can be touched by someone at his level.

With the Minister in front and the Second Prince behind, Zhao Zhener feels like a thorn in her back, with wolves in front and tigers behind. She cannot be defeated or moved at all.

Only Ji Zhonghuan is not afraid of power and does not give face to anyone? If this is not a savior, what is it? This is his biological father!

"Take him away for separate interrogation. Where's the coroner? What did the tests reveal?"

The coroner poked his head out from beside the coffin and said, "Sir, I am here."

The coroner was wearing a white robe that blended in with the plain silk, and was really inconspicuous unless you looked closely.

"Tell me about it."

The coroner stood up and showed Ji Zhonghuan the tweezers in his hand. "Sir, this is what I found in the deceased's mouth."

"What is it, poison?"

Chen Xuan shook his head. "It's the remnants of a crystal cake. There's no bleeding from the deceased's mouth or nose, and his lips haven't changed color. So, it doesn't look like he died of poisoning. He also had no injuries from being hit by anyone, and no signs of mechanical asphyxiation. There's only a bump on his forehead and a slight bruise on his leg. So, initially, it seems the deceased died accidentally. As to whether he was truly ill, we need to investigate further."

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Let's test whether there is poison in the pastry residue." Not all poisons will produce signs of poisoning. Some poisons alone will not show obvious bleeding from all seven orifices like the poison of the red-crowned crane.

He had read in ancient books about a poisonous weed called Su Jiancao. The whole plant contained toxins, but its leaves would only release the toxins when mixed with another non-toxic plant.

Obviously Chen Xuan also thought of this and nodded, "I understand."

But it's hard to tell what Mr. Zhu actually ate. After all, dissection wasn't common in that era. There was a precedent in the past where a coroner performed an autopsy on a human to solve a case, but he was subsequently sentenced to death.

Although Chen Xuan also had this idea, he did not dare to try it boldly.

"By the way, sir, there is something strange on the deceased's body."

"Why is it weird?"

"Sir, please follow me to see it." Chen Xuan walked to the side of the coffin and pulled open Zhu Yuanwai's clothes to expose one side of his ribs.

He reached down and pressed down. "There must be something hard at this location, causing the deceased's stomach to bulge."

Ji Zhonghuan also reached out and pressed it, and indeed felt the touch of something hard under his palm.

He frowned, feeling a little embarrassed.

At this time, Jinyou came over and glanced at the person in the coffin. The deceased's face was pale, and there was no blood near the hideous wound on his head, but the flesh of the wound was turned outward, which was very horrifying.

His stomach was churning. The feeling of seeing a living person turn into a corpse was different from that of a dead body that had already turned cold. He couldn't help but want to retch.

"Ugh~ Lord Ji~ Ugh~" Jinyou felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't even finish a sentence.

Jinyou held onto the tree trunk and vomited for a while, tears coming out of his eyes.

"Aque... Ugh~ Go tell Master Ji to dissect the body. Ugh~ If it's a secret letter, then it must be dissected."

Although they didn't know what the contents of the secret letter were, the Second Prince was so anxious to find it, so it must be something beneficial to them.

If he was really swallowed by Mr. Zhu and buried with him, it would be a waste of time and effort.

So no matter what is in the belly, it must be cut out!