Upon seeing that the Princess Consort was dead, the leader of the black-clad assassins immediately ordered, "Withdraw!"

By the time the guards rushed in, the assassin in black had already vanished without a trace.

The Prince of Zhen sat on the bed, holding the blood-soaked Princess Zhen in his arms. His eyes were vacant, and his face was ashen, like a living dead man.

"Your Highness, I am late, please forgive me!" The speaker was the head of the guards, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Why are you only arriving now?" The Prince of Zhen turned to look at the leader of the guards.

"We've all been poisoned, Your Highness. All the guards on night patrol are dead," the guard leader said.

"Get out!" the town king shouted.

"Yes, Your Highness." The guard leader led the group out and silently stood guard at the door.

The Prince of Zhen looked at his Princess Consort and gently stroked her face with his blood-stained hands.

The Princess Consort's face was already covered in blood, and his touch made her even more disfigured.

The Prince of Zhen broke down in tears.

"Your Highness, it's my fault. Why didn't I hold on a little longer? If I had held on until we reached the fiefdom, you would have been safe. I'm the one who deserves to die. Why did I have to hurt an innocent person like you?"

"Your Highness, you've been married to me for so many years, tormented by the poison in your body, and have never had a single good day. Now that the poison in your body has been cured, and our good days have just begun, you've left me. How am I supposed to live?"

"Your Highness, wait for me on the Bridge of Helplessness. Once I find the murderer and avenge you, I will come down to find you immediately."

……

The Prince of Zhen talked on and on, holding his wife and talking all night long.

All the guards stood watch at the gate all night.

As dawn broke, the door to the room opened from the inside, and the King of Town appeared before everyone.

He appeared calm, but his face was bluish-purple, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He calmly told the guard, "Have the innkeeper prepare hot water and food. After we eat, we'll continue our journey."

"Yes, Your Highness." Seeing the Prince of Zhen so calm, the guards knew something was terribly wrong.

This is a prelude to the King of Zhen's impending furious revenge.

The shopkeeper brought hot water, and the Prince of Zhen personally bathed his princess.

"Your Highness, I will personally bathe you today, don't be shy."

"I know you love cleanliness, so I'll wash you clean and we'll put on our pretty clothes and go home looking clean."

"Your Highness, I know you are most afraid of pain. Don't worry, I will be gentle."

……

While talking to his wife, the Prince of Zhen wiped the blood off her body.

He didn't shed a single tear.

His tears had all been shed last night, and in the end, they turned into tears of blood.

He was worried that he would go blind, but he wanted to keep his eyes open so he could see the murderer being buried with the Princess of the Town.

After the Prince of Zhen washed the Princess of Zhen clean, he dressed her in beautiful clothes.

He then sent his guards to the street to buy a coffin, filled it with ice, and placed a thick quilt on top of the ice. He then carefully carried the Princess Zhen into the coffin.

With everything prepared, at noon, the Prince of Zhen set off with his Princess Zhen.

This time, Princess Zhen rode alone in a carriage, driven by Prince Zhen.

He wanted to personally bring his lover home.

Originally, the journey was only five days, but the Prince of Zhen was worried about the bumpy road, so he took ten days to bring the Princess of Zhen home.

At the same time, Beijing.

When the Prince of Zhen left the inn, he sent his guards to the capital to deliver the message.

As soon as they arrived home, Emperor Changlong received the news.

"What? The Princess Consort of Zhen is dead?" Emperor Changlong was full of surprise. His memory was still stuck on the time when the Princess Consort of Zhen bid him farewell.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the Prince and Princess encountered assassins on the road, and the Princess was killed," the guard reported.

"Wang Fu, Princess Xuanyoufeng!" Emperor Changlong keenly realized that the death of the Princess Consort was no ordinary one.

When Wang Fulai invited Song Siyao, Song Siyao had already received news of the death of the Princess Consort of Zhen.

She immediately ordered people to investigate the truth and sent someone to inform Shen Pei of the news before entering the palace with Wang Fu.

"Youfeng, what do you think about the assassination of the Princess Consort of Zhen?" Emperor Changlong asked.

“Your Majesty, I believe this was a premeditated assassination attempt, and the perpetrator came prepared,” Song Siyao stated her opinion.

"Then who do you think did it?" Emperor Changlong asked again.

Song Siyao replied, "Such a meticulously planned murder could only be for money, love, or power. I believe it is most likely for love."

"Why does Youfeng say such a thing?" Emperor Changlong asked, puzzled.

“Your Majesty, the Princess Consort of Zhen has been poisoned for over twenty years. If it were for wealth or power, there would be no need to poison her. On the contrary, it is for love. To poison the Princess Consort of Zhen for so many years seems more like revenge.” Song Siyao’s expression was icy.

"Does Youfeng mean that the assassination attempt and the poisoning of the Princess Consort were carried out by the same person?" Emperor Changlong asked.

"I currently have no evidence, but this suspicion is based on inference."

Song Siyao then told Emperor Changlong a secret: "Your Majesty, the person who poisoned the Princess Consort of Zhen and the person who poisoned the Prince of Ling are very likely the same person."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Changlong's expression changed drastically, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes. "Youfeng, do you have any leads regarding Prince Ling's poisoning?"

"We've already made progress, Your Majesty."

"Very well, Youfeng, I hereby appoint you to take full responsibility for the assassination of Princess Zhen! You must find the real culprit and bring justice to Princess Zhen," Emperor Changlong said.

"Your subject obeys the decree." Song Siyao accepted the order.

"Logically speaking, the court should not interfere in the assassination of the Princess Consort of Zhen, as this is a family matter of the Prince of Zhen. However, the person behind the assassination dared to attack the Prince of Ling, which shows that their identity is extraordinary and their methods are very unusual. I am worried that the Prince of Zhen cannot handle this alone."

Emperor Changlong thought for a moment and said, “Since the court is going to get involved, we need to find a reasonable reason. Let’s say that when Prince Zhen and Princess Zhen left the capital, I gave them something very important to keep. Now that Princess Zhen has passed away, that thing is gone. You are in charge of retrieving it.”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Youfeng, take the Demon-Slaying Sword. As long as the true culprit is found, anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!" Emperor Changlong's eyes were filled with ruthlessness.

"Yes!" Song Siyao accepted the order and left.

News of the assassination of the Princess Consort of Zhen quickly spread throughout the capital.

Meanwhile, everyone knows that the imperial court has lost a treasure, which is now in the hands of those assassins.

Emperor Changlong was furious and ordered Song Siyao to thoroughly investigate the matter and recover the treasure.

Everyone was looking forward to it, after all, there was never a case that Song Siyao couldn't solve.

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