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Yueying raised his head with some difficulty. Even the simple act of breathing aggravated his wounds, but he still gritted his teeth and reported what he had just remembered.

"Your Highness, I just remembered that there was something strange about the carriage when Miss Jiang left. It seemed like there was a faint trace of someone else's presence. But I didn't suspect anything at the time. Now that something unexpected has happened, I've remembered this."

Are there other people in her carriage?

Upon hearing this, Song Jinglan's eyebrows twitched slightly, but his expression still betrayed no sign of anger.

He knew Yueying's skills best. If he said so, then it must be true. But only Jiang Yuyue and Moli were on the trip to keep the appointment. How could there be anyone else?

Could it be...

"Your Highness, you have witnessed Miss Jiang's skills before."

Jixiang cautiously said, "This servant has also thought about it carefully. If the horse really went mad and lost control, rushing off the cliff, given Miss Jiang's skills, she probably wouldn't be unable to escape, would she?"

Song Jinglan was so concerned that she lost her composure, and it was only at this moment that she was suddenly brought to her senses.

He suddenly clenched the hairpin in his hand, his pale wrist showing blue veins, suppressing the turbulent thoughts in his heart.

"Yes, Jiang Yuyue is quite skilled in martial arts. Even if the incident happened suddenly, she definitely had a chance to escape. How could she have just fallen off a cliff without any explanation?"

After thinking about this, Song Jinglan calmed down a bit. Upon closer examination, he discovered many unusual things.

For example, her sudden tenderness, her sending him away last night, her insistence on accepting Li Shiying's invitation, and even the accident that happened right after she sent Yueying away—all these suspicious points come together, which seems too coincidental.

Combining these factors, a bold conjecture came to mind.

His expression changed, and he immediately ordered, "Bring the coroner from the Dali Temple over."

Song Jinglan sat to the side, patiently waiting for the coroner to give his results. After the coroner had completed a thorough examination, she came to report to him.

“Your Highness, the corpse's face is disfigured, and we servants cannot discern the person's features. However, based on our examination, the person is approximately seventeen years old, a young girl who has not yet experienced sexual relations…”

Hearing this, Song Jinglan's eyes darkened further. The old woman paused, and seeing he showed no sign of speaking, continued, "There's another knife wound on his left abdomen that hasn't fully healed; it was inflicted about four or five days ago."

"A knife wound from four or five days ago? A naive young girl?"

A cryptic smile played on Song Jinglan's lips. "Are you sure?"

"It's true."

The old woman was quite certain, “We’ve handled many corpses, so these aren’t hard to tell apart. We can tell just by looking closely. If Your Highness doesn’t believe me, you can invite a few more coroners over to take a look together.”

Song Jinglan was well aware of the abilities of the coroners from the Dali Temple. Since these old women made such a assertion, he knew what was going on.

Jiang Yuyue gave birth to his child and has not been attacked or injured in recent days, so the corpse in front of them is obviously not her!

As for the jade hairpin on the corpse...

Song Jinglan's bloodshot eyes surged with malice; it seemed this was a trick she used to convince him that she was dead.

Upon hearing this conclusion, Jixiang felt a great weight lifted from her heart and quickly looked at Song Jinglan with a joyful expression.

"Your Highness! This corpse is not Miss Jiang! Miss Jiang is not dead!"

At this point, Jixiang realized that if Jiang Yuyue hadn't died, then wouldn't all this commotion today have been something she did on purpose?

Upon realizing this, Ji Xiang quickly fell silent. Seeing the grim expression on his prince's face, he knew that the prince must have thought of this as well.

"Your Highness, should we order the city gates sealed off?"

Ji Xiang cautiously suggested, while Song Jinglan gave a cold laugh, his sinister aura almost suffocating him.

"They've already run away for most of the day, what's the point of sealing off the city gates now?"

Jixiang didn't dare to say anything more, but her feelings at that moment were incredibly complicated.

He was both relieved that Jiang Yuyue was still alive and somewhat afraid of his prince's wrath.

Who would have thought that Jiang Yuyue would give up being the perfectly good Princess Consort of Jing and instead meticulously plot such a thing?

Now Song Jinglan finally understood why Jiang Yuyue had been unwilling to reveal the child's whereabouts: it turned out that she had been wary of him all along!

Song Jinglan's expression was chillingly cold. He had already missed the best opportunity to capture Jiang Yuyue, and now she was like a clay ox sinking into the sea, impossible to find again. Although her family was in Jinling, since she had gone to such lengths to escape him, she would not be foolish enough to return to her family.

Thinking of the passionate encounter last night, Song Jinglan laughed in fury. He, the dignified Prince Jing, had actually been deceived by a woman, losing her body, her heart, and even a child!

……

Meanwhile, Jiang Yuyue had already arrived at the residence where Jiang Qimo was.

"Miss, why are you leaving all of a sudden?"

The steward was quite puzzled, as he hadn't expected his young mistress to suddenly come here and take Young Master Mo away.

"Xiao Liu, Butler Xiang, you two should continue to stay here for the time being. Do not leave until you receive my message."

Jiang Yuyue didn't intend to explain these things too clearly. After all, the more people who knew, the greater the risk. She gently rubbed the child in her arms.

"I'm taking Mo'er to another place. It's urgent, and I can't explain right now. I'll contact you again once I'm settled."

The steward sighed helplessly. His young lady was always like this. Although he still couldn't get used to it, he could only silently arrange a carriage and luggage for Jiang Yuyue.

The carriage carried Jiang Yuyue and Jiang Qimo at high speed, but her destination was not Jinling, but a long-lost old place - Shuizhen.

The water town was scenic and not too far from the capital. The carriage arrived there in less than two hours.

The carriage stopped in front of a pharmacy. It was already late at night. Jiang Yuyue got off the carriage and knocked on the door. The sudden knocking sound was particularly jarring in the night. After knocking for a while, she heard a muttering sound coming from inside.

"Who?!"

The door of the pharmacy was suddenly flung open, and a handsome man with a displeased expression appeared. Compared to his somewhat immature face two years ago, Lian Mo now had the air of a mature man.

"Your former employer."

Seeing that Lian Mo was still in her pharmacy, Jiang Yuyue was somewhat surprised. She hadn't inquired about Lian Mo's whereabouts for a long time and thought he might have left long ago. She didn't expect him to have stayed here for more than a year.

Seeing the somewhat dazed look in Lian Mo's eyes as he stared at her, Jiang Yuyue raised an eyebrow. "What? Don't you recognize me?"

Hearing that familiar tone, Lian Mo raised the lantern in his hand and finally recognized Jiang Yuyue.

"It's you?!"