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Chapter 12 Questioning the Cause of Death

In the capital of Emperor Anyu, during the three days since He Zexu came back, he met his father on the first day and returned to his palace to rest. On the second day, the princes, princes and princesses came to visit one after another. On the third day, the emperor was here.

A banquet was held in the palace to entertain all the ministers.

On the fourth day, Prince Ji's Mansion was finally clean.

Early in the morning, He Zexu called Zhuo Yan into the study.

"What are your orders, Master?" Zhuo Yan said cautiously when he didn't see his master speak after entering the room.

"Tell me, why did she die?" He Zexu asked in a low voice.

Zhuo Yan was startled and raised his head to look at his master.

"What, is it difficult to say it out loud? I'll only ask you once, think about it before you come back." Looking at this subordinate's reaction, He Zexu's expression became colder.

Zhuo Yan knelt down with a pop: "Reporting to the master, it was not the lady who slipped and fell into the river that day, but the cousin who pushed her down. At that time, the cousin called her over to say something, but the lady's tone did not soften.

, Miss Cousin is angry, so my subordinates are trying to save people, but there is no way to save them. My subordinates are not doing things well. Please punish me, master, and pay for my life for my wife."

After Zhuo Yan finished speaking, he lay on the ground and did not dare to raise his head to look at his master.

When He Zexu heard the truth, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and his face was frighteningly cold: "This person didn't die because of you. What kind of life do you have to pay for it? Go and replace him. There is no need to say anything else."

His voice seemed to come from the underworld, and it was even colder.

Zhuo Yan seemed to have received an amnesty. He quickly stood up and went outside. He looked at the brothers waiting outside the study, looked at him nervously, and quickly called someone who was present that day to come in.

"What's going on?" The person he called looked at him anxiously, hoping to get some tips so as not to say something wrong and anger his master.

In less than half an hour, several people who were present that day all entered the study in turn, and each of them looked the same when they entered and came out, feeling uneasy.

They all felt that they should ask about the woman in Luojiang. After all, this matter was also a huge stone weighing on everyone's hearts, and they all knew that the master would definitely investigate.

Jiang Yurong was very happy when she came. When the housekeeper of Prince Ji's palace went to invite her, he only said that the prince had something to call her over, but he didn't know what the specific matter was.

After the royal banquet in the Toutian Palace of Jiang Yurong, he heard from his father Jiang Shilang. During the banquet, the emperor said in public that King Ji had already reached the age of getting married, and asked him if he had a woman he liked, otherwise he would have ordered the marriage.

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My cousin was drunk at the time and did not respond to His Majesty's words.

Today, let her come here. Could it be that after my cousin sobered up, he knew what your majesty said, and after some consideration, he felt that having your majesty appoint the person to marry him was not as good as choosing the person himself?

She is the only one suitable for my cousin, so?

However, when she arrived outside her cousin's study and saw the expressions on the faces of the palace's attendants, she began to feel uneasy.

This posture does not look like Prince Ji's palace is trying to create a hostess atmosphere.

I wanted to ask what was going on, but suddenly I found that it was difficult to find someone close to me among these people to ask. Moreover, the eyes they looked at her at this time were full of resentment.

However, when it comes to my own identity, there has been a distinction between superiority and inferiority since ancient times, so it was not wrong to treat them like that in the past.

As a master, you don’t need to be nice and pleasant to please your subordinates!

Although she is not the master here, the master here is her cousin. Isn't that the same thing?

"Master has told me that when my cousin comes, just go in." Seeing Jiang Yurong stop and move, the housekeeper reminded him from the side.

Just now outside the house, the cousin asked him what he was calling her for. The butler smiled and replied that the master didn't say, he didn't know.

In fact, he didn't lie. He, the chief steward of Prince Ji's Mansion, really didn't know what the master was calling Miss Cousin for.

However, it might not be a good thing to look at the master's subordinates at this time!

With the steward urging her, no matter how uneasy Jiang Yurong was, it was too late to regret coming here. It seemed impossible to leave after having come this far.

After steadying his mind, he raised his hand to support Bu Yao in his bun, then raised his heavy legs and walked towards the door of the study.

He couldn't scare himself, so what if he asked about that matter, what if his subordinates told the truth, even if no country girl knew where that woman was, she was so ugly.

No matter how annoyed my cousin was, he would never do anything to him for such a woman. Jiang Yurong comforted herself in her heart.

If he really cared about that woman, he wouldn't wait until now to be serious about it, right?

She had been to her cousin's study many times and was no stranger to it. However, she didn't know if it was because of a guilty conscience, but she actually felt that the study was particularly cold.

Looking at her frosty cousin sitting at the top, Jiang Yurong's heartbeat could not help but accelerate.

However, what is different from the past is that the acceleration at this time is not because of the excitement of meeting his cousin Toshiyan's daughter. It is because of nervousness, fear, and fear.

"Yu Rong has met my cousin. I wonder why my cousin called Yu Rong here?" Jiang Yurong wanted to pretend to be calm, but as soon as she spoke, her trembling voice betrayed her.

"Are you afraid? But what are you afraid of?" He Zexu asked coldly.

"Ahem, this is the first time my cousin has ordered someone to call Yurong. Yurong doesn't know what happened, so she is a little nervous." Jiang Yurong responded, but held his hands together nervously.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the eyes her cousin was staring at were like two sharp swords that could kill someone. She felt that this was because she was guilty and overthinking, but she still subconsciously looked away.

"Cousin, you have always been smart. You should know what I am calling you for now, right?" He Zexu suppressed the resentment in his heart and reminded.

When Jiang Yurong heard this, she was even more shocked and became more sure of what was going on.

His mind was spinning rapidly, he gritted his teeth, and now that the matter was over, he decided to take a gamble for himself.

"Yu Rong guesses that it should be the cause of death of the woman in Broken Soul Valley, right?" She sighed.

"I remember that when I asked you, you said that Sanniang slipped and fell into the river on her own." He Zexu said coldly.

"At that time, Yurong was too nervous and was afraid that your cousin would be angry, so she panicked. What happened that day was that Yurong was too reckless. Yurong also regretted it afterwards. She thought that she would be more dedicated to assisting her cousin in the future, even if she spent her whole life.

It is Yurong's life that will make up for it." At this point, Jiang Yurong's eyes were already watery.

"So, you now admit that you intentionally killed people?" He Zexu's tone was still as cold as before.

Her cousin's attitude made Jiang Yurong feel unsure at all, and he hesitated: "Yes, but that's also...

"That's enough. It's enough for me to hear you admit it yourself." This time He Zexu interrupted her.

Jiang Yurong's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at her sitting cousin slowly standing up. So, how was he going to punish himself? Should he let his father confine him to the ancestral hall?

Or, can I never step into Prince Ji’s palace again? That shouldn’t be the case...


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