Chapter 1995 Feng Clan: Murder the Prince of the Dynasty
"boom!"
A teacup was thrown to the ground and broke into pieces.
"who is it?"
Qiao Mu's cold voice made people tremble.
The person kneeling on the ground had not yet recovered from Feng Jiuer's words. At this time, he was even more frightened.
"Princess, Madam, I don't have it!"
Hongmei was trembling with fear.
"The porridge was... cooked by me, and I also delivered it to Mr. Jiang."
She bit her red lips before daring to raise her eyes again.
"I really didn't! I didn't! Princess, you have to believe me, how could I poison Mr. Jiang?
I don't!"
Feng Jiuer handed the written prescription to Duan Liuyang and looked at Hongmei.
"It is true that the porridge is poisonous. According to what you said, you prepared the porridge for Mr. Jiang. Hongmei, you have to get rid of the suspicion for yourself."
Duan Liuyang took the prescription, glanced at Zhao Yusheng, turned around, and walked out.
Hongmei looked at Feng Jiuer for a moment, tears streaming down her face.
"Princess, I didn't! Really! I..." She rolled her eyes and continued, "I didn't always guard the pot."
"In the middle of the trip, I went out to wash the sweet potatoes with Hongtao, and we peeled the beans together. You can ask Hongtao."
"Back to the princess, what Hongmei said is true."
Hong Tao raised her eyes and cupped her hands.
"Everyone was very busy yesterday, but some of us were not on duty. Today we are on duty, so we all got up very early."
"There are many things to do, and Hongmei really helped me wash sweet potatoes and peel beans."
"Princess, I can testify!"
The other man bowed his hand.
"When I went in, I did see Hongmei and Hongtou peeling beans."
Feng Jiuer looked at the man who spoke and raised her eyebrows.
"So, you went in too?"
"yes."
The man responded without hesitation.
"It was still early and there weren't many stoves turned on, so I went over to take a look at the pot of porridge."
"Princess, I am always inside."
The woman named Yanyan pursed her lips and said, "I am responsible for lighting the fire."
"I took a few brothers to prepare firewood early this morning. I sent the things in."
The last man also spoke.
Yanyan watched Feng Jiuer's eyes fall on her and waved her hands vigorously: "The princess is not me, she really is not!"
"You were always in there and didn't leave?"
Feng Jiuer asked calmly.
The situation was serious, and she couldn't help but choose who to believe and who not to believe.
Yanyan retracted her hands, frowned, and nodded: "Well, I've been inside."
"Has anyone been in there?"
Feng Jiuer gently rubbed her fingers.
She seems calm and relaxed, but she is dedicated.
Feng Jiuer wanted to use the changes in these people's expressions to deduce who was the cause of panic.
It's a pity that until now, she hasn't seen the reason.
In fact, she felt at ease with her own people, but given the fact, she had to be careful! Yanyan clasped her fingers, looked around, and then responded: "The people who came in include Hongmei, Brother Bao,
And Komatsu.”
"No more, nothing else."
Yanyan was so panicked that tears rolled down her eyes and slid down her cheeks.
She bent down, bowed, and said excitedly again: "What the villain is telling the truth, please be more careful, Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Princess!"
"The villain has not poisoned me. Please, Your Majesty and Princess, please check carefully!"
The other four people all bent down and whispered.
Their voices fell, and the palace became quiet. No one dared to say another word.
They all know Feng Jiang's identity. Who has the guts to murder the current prince?
