Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

"Auntie Huang, although I don't want to doubt you, you are the one who is most suspected at present. Now you have caused a big disaster. I just hope that you can behave in a safe and sound manner in the future and not be so public. I will report this matter to my father. If your cousin's death is really related to you, you will be punished by law."

After saying that, Changsun Yi was about to get up and leave.

Everyone looked at Yu Qinghuan with extremely unfriendly eyes. In their opinion, Princess Qi was too arrogant. Now she has finally learned a lesson. It was entirely her own fault and no one else's.

Yu Qinghuan and Chang Sun Tao looked at each other and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Yuan Caiwei's accident was completely expected by them, but they couldn't predict when and where Yuan Caiwei's accident would happen, so they took the initiative before Yuan Caiwei. Only when she was looking for death, she would tacitly understand Yuan Caiwei to add fuel to the flames and stage the scene where the shrew caught the rapist just now.

Firstly, there are so many people talking today and so many pairs of eyes looking at them. As long as they can prove their innocence, there will be no gossip and speculation. Secondly, I hope that this can lead to those who are guilty and kill each one. .

However, judging from today's situation, the latter is impossible to achieve.

The Minister of Dali Temple was about to "invite" Yu Qinghuan to return to Dali Temple for further investigation, but Chang Sun Tao spoke up: "Master of Dali Temple, is this how you solved the case? After investigating for so long, can you see the stopper of the medicine bottle?"

The Minister of Dali Temple quickly handed over his hand and said: "I have seen the bottle before. The bottle is sealed with beeswax before opening. If there is a problem, it can only be poisoning in the bottle or at the mouth of the bottle after opening. But the concoction and the bottle There was no poison in her body, so Wei Chen thinks it is unlikely to be poisoning, and both the imperial doctor and the widower can confirm that Miss Yuan died of intracranial hemorrhage."

"Hmph," Yu Qinghuan snorted softly and looked at the little girl waiting beside Yu Qingwan, "Did you two see with your own eyes that Miss Yuan and my eldest sister drank the medicine?"

The two little girls nodded: "Both slaves have seen it with their own eyes."

Yu Qinghuan asked again: "Are you sure that no one entered the room before and at the time of Miss Yuan's death?"

The two little girls nodded again: "All slaves and maids can be convinced!"

Yu Qinghuan tapped her fingers lightly on her knees: "Then, Doctor Sun, please take my eldest sister's pulse immediately and observe whether she has symptoms of intracranial hemorrhage."

Everyone felt very strange, why should they give the pulse of someone who had nothing to do with the case? Could it be that Miss Yu's pulse could tell them who the murderer was?

Dr. Sun glanced at Chang Sun Yi, and after obtaining his consent, he immediately went to feel Yu Qinghuan's pulse. After a long pulse, he exclaimed: "It is true. Miss Yu's brain is bleeding, but it is not serious, so it is almost difficult to find her." Noticed."

Yu Qinghuan asked him: "When you first checked my eldest sister's pulse, did you have such symptoms or signs?"

"No." Dr. Sun said with certainty, "When I took the pulse for the first time, I didn't find any symptoms or signs of bleeding in Miss Yu. If there was an external impact, I would have noticed something strange just now."

Yu Qinghuan nodded and fell into silence.

The Minister of Dali Temple knew that Princess Qi would not ask these questions for no reason, and there must be clues that he was not aware of.

Princess Keqi is now a suspect. If he is asked to consult the suspect, he really can't do that.

Just when he was at his wits' end, just when a needle could be heard in the room, just when everyone's curiosity expanded to the point of being uncontrollable.

Changsun Tao spoke, spoke.

However, instead of answering everyone's questions, he asked the princess: "Are you tired?"

"Tired." Yu Qinghuan said helplessly.

Changsun Tao said: "Then let's give Dali Temple Minister a reminder. When we are done, we will go home and rest."

Yu Qinghuan said: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

The Minister of Dali Temple breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly walked to Yu Qinghuan and waited respectfully for Yu Qinghuan to give him advice.

"I have seen in my grandfather's medical records that there is a kind of medicine that can cause intracranial hemorrhage. The medicine is colorless and odorless and cannot be tested with a silver needle. It is extremely cunning. If a sober person accidentally takes it, , will soon lead to death. My eldest sister was in a coma, so the brain hemorrhage was not very fast, and it only happened now." After a pause, Yu Qinghuan continued, "As long as you find the lid of the medicine bottle, all mysteries will be lost. The problem will be solved."

Anyway, no one has heard of this medicine, so they are naturally skeptical.

Duke Cheng'en, who had just recovered, was furious: "Princess Qi! Stop talking here and deceiving the public! How can there be such a medicine in the world? You obviously want to shirk the blame, so you are making nonsense! Why do you think your heart is so dark? What! Caiwei is just a teenage girl, and you can do it, aren’t you afraid of retribution?!"

"Mr. Cheng'en, when you get older, you should stop talking nonsense. Don't you know that your body will be exhausted and you will die quickly?" Changsun Tao reached out and covered Yu Qinghuan's ears, and suddenly his sharp eyes were fixed on Mr. Cheng'en's face. "Ignorance is not shameful, but being rude is."

The moment Duke Cheng'en recovered his breath, his chest was immediately blocked again, and his face turned red as the color of pig's liver.

Changsun Yi glanced over and signaled him to stop meddling, then looked at Yu Qinghuan and said, "Why is Auntie Huang so sure?" Anyone could hear his impatience, like a volcano about to erupt. generally.

"Your Highness is asking this, does he want me to admit that I am telling nonsense just to shirk the blame?" Yu Qinghuan smiled half-heartedly, stared at him for a while, and then suddenly smiled and said, "I am not the one who decides the case, and I have no obligation to guarantee this. It must be true, and now it is the Minister of Dali Temple who wants to prove my guilt, not me who wants to prove my innocence, so why should I tell such a lie?"

Yu Qinghuan said this in front of the prince, which was actually very disrespectful, but she was the elder in terms of seniority, so no one could find out where she was wrong.

No matter what others think, Yu Qinghuan thinks it doesn't matter. After the queen was deposed, if she still thinks about peacefully coexisting with Changsun Yi, that is simply fanciful.

Instead of being respectful and cautious, and being mistreated in the end, it's better to do whatever you want and live a vigorous life.

Changsun Yi's face was distorted due to his efforts to restrain himself: "Auntie Huang, I didn't mean that."

Yu Qinghuan didn't answer, and quietly waited for Dali Temple Qing to look for the small bottle stopper.

It turned out that the bottle cork had been kicked under the bed for some reason. After blowing the dust on it, the Minister of Dali Temple asked: "Princess Qi, I looked left and right and didn't find anything strange."

Yu Qinghuan said calmly: "Scrape it with a razor blade to see if there is a layer of purple powder, but be careful, it only takes a little bit of this stuff to kill someone."