Return of the Medical Concubine: The reborn legitimate daughter goes crazy and kills!

At this moment, the guard's voice sounded. Yun Chaomu trembled and hurried forward. It was pitch black. Someone came forward with a torch and illuminated the pit mixed with mud. White bones and tattered, faded and wrinkled bones were seen, but it was still possible to tell that it was a light green skirt.

That was the dress she was wearing before she died.

That's her body.

There were piles of white bones everywhere.

The skirt was a very beautiful light green color, with particularly clever stitching. It was made of the finest brocade and was hand-sewn for her by Aunt Liu. She even went to Prince Jing's mansion to try on the skirt.

How does it feel to see your body turned into a pile of bones?

Yun Chaomu couldn’t explain.

But tears blurred my eyes and fell drop by drop.

She took two steps forward and squatted down, wanting to bring out her remains. She had done nothing wrong in her life and should not have ended up like that, not dying tragically in a dark prison and being buried in a mass grave.

"Meng Qingge."

Di Wuming called her.

She squatted there, looking up, her eyes shattered, and she said, "My Lord, I want to take these bones out and find a good place to bury them, is that ok?"

Di Wuming's heart ached like needles and he couldn't bear her broken look.

He could vaguely guess whose body it was.

Is it Yun Chaomu’s?

But Meng Qingge was so sad that he almost broke. He had never seen a person's eyes so broken.

"Okay, I will help you find a good place with good feng shui."

He said.

A tear fell down, and she said, "Thank you."

I said thank you so much.

She was really glad that there was someone by her side at this time, and that person was Di Wuming. It was as if she was reborn, and many times when she was about to collapse, Di Wuming was always by her side.

"I am here to help Meng girl."

At this time, Old Wang came forward from behind. Prince You was sitting in a wheelchair and wanted to help but was unable to do so. All the corpses were in the pit. He was a doctor and was most familiar with the corpses. He had been practicing medicine for more than 40 years and had also worked as a coroner for several years. Although this position was low, people of status generally did not want to do it. Logically speaking, their Wang family was a medical university, and it was not his turn to be a coroner. However, he had a strong spirit of research and wanted to experience it. He worked for five years and helped the Ministry of Justice solve many cases. When he knew that his family could not stand it anymore, they brought him back. After that, he entered the palace and became an imperial physician.

"Meng girl, is this someone you know?"

Seeing how sad Meng girl was, Old Wang overcame his fear and took over most of the work on his own initiative, taking out the bones from the deep pit one by one. Four years had passed, and many bones were broken into two or even several pieces when moved.

"Oh, this, this...Meng girl, who is this girl to you? She has been harmed by someone."

Old Wang murmured as he picked up the bones.

He was no longer afraid now. Whenever he thought that the corpse in the pit was acquainted with Meng girl, he felt angry because according to bone examination, the girl died in a very miserable way.

"She is my...relative."

Yun Chaomu whispered softly.

She wanted to control herself, but her hands were shaking. She might not be as professional as Mr. Wang, but she could also see the broken bones.

"Who is so cruel? I have been a coroner for five years and have never seen anyone so miserable. Oh, this is too miserable. This girl..."

Old Wang picked up the bones piece by piece. As the bones were piled up and pieced together, Old Wang's face became more and more solemn, and his expression was filled with righteous indignation. "What kind of person is this? How could he be so vicious? The girl's ribs, heart bones, thigh bones, shoulder blades, oh my... are all broken. Look at the broken ends and cracks. Even though they are just piles of dry bones now, you can see how much suffering she suffered before she was born."

Old Wang pieced together the broken bones covered with mud bit by bit. Many of them did not match up, and there were hundreds of pieces of varying sizes.

Yun Chaomu's eyes were red, she pursed her lips tightly, lowered her head and said, "Mr. Wang, there's no need to fight, let's just leave it at that."

She spoke softly, and then used her dirty light green skirt to wrap the corpse.

When you wrap this piece, that piece will fall off.

She finally whimpered.

This is her.

She was once such a proud and beautiful girl, why did she end up like this?

"Meng girl, don't cry. This girl... Hey, what is your relationship with this girl? Do you know who killed her? Don't worry, we will seek justice for her, and the prince will help you, right, prince?"

Seeing Meng Qingge crying like this, Old Wang felt sad too, and he hurriedly tried to comfort her.

Di Wuming pursed his lips, his brows were deep and solemn. Seeing her crying, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

"Meng Qingge, whose body is this?"

In the silence of the dark night, a trembling voice suddenly rang out.

After the guards, Chu Ling slowly walked out wearing a half mask.

When he saw Meng Qingge was seriously injured, he was extremely depressed. Thinking of his sister's tragic death, he was overwhelmed with grief, but his martial arts had not recovered yet, so what could he do? He saw Yun Qianqian entering the mansion and Xiao Zhan mutilating himself. He didn't know how Meng Qingge wanted to take revenge, but he really hated her to the extreme.

He couldn't sleep all night.

When he saw Di Wuming and his men waking up Meng Qingge, he had something to do, so he followed.

The guards were quite familiar with him and did not stop him.

When he arrived at the mass grave, he was still guessing in his heart, but when he saw the light green skirt that had changed color due to the passage of time, he was shocked. He recognized that skirt, it was embroidered by A'niang herself, and it took her nearly a month to embroider it for her sister A'mu. But this skirt appeared here, stained with mud and wrapped in dry bones, but he recognized it at a glance.

This is the body of Sister Amu.

His eyes were bloodshot and filled with overwhelming hatred.

Yun Chaomu raised her eyes and saw Chu Ling who was almost collapsed. She didn't expect that he would follow her here. She knew that Chu Ling must have recognized her.

She went to the Duke Jingguo's Mansion to try on this skirt. Chu Ling broke into the yard and saw it.

"Chu Ling..."

She called softly.

"It's Sister Amu. This is Sister Amu's body."

He gritted his teeth, filled with hatred and rage.

He heard everything that Old Wang said. His sister had countless broken bones. He was also a martial artist, so he naturally knew what this meant. It meant that his sister had been stabbed many times with swords and tortured. What a cruel treatment!

Di Wuming also guessed that this was actually Yun Chaomu's corpse.

The Yun family's eldest daughter, who was once held in the palm of Xiao Zhan's hand, the most noble lady in the capital city of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the envy of countless ladies in the capital, ended up like this.

"Why is Sister Amu's body in a mass grave? Didn't you say that she died in front of you? Someone had poured poison into her body, and she was already at the end of her strength. She didn't last two years and died in front of you. Didn't you bury her properly? Why was she buried in a mass grave?"