After this kick, Li Yinhu immediately let out a scream and rolled to the ground.
Li Chen's sudden rise was beyond everyone's expectation.
Zhao Qinglan couldn't bear it anymore. Her picturesque eyebrows were furrowed, and her delicate and beautiful face was covered with frost. She scolded: "Prince! You are so presumptuous!"
"You dare to kick the Eighth Prince angrily in front of me. You are really lawless. Who do I mean to you!?"
Li Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Qinglan. In addition to being cold, his eyes also showed a sense of high spirits.
"Queen, you also heard what the Eighth Prince said just now. What he meant in his words was that I killed the Ninth Prince. If I were indifferent, wouldn't I be admitting the crime of killing my brother?"
The frost on Zhao Qinglan's pretty face did not recede at all. She said coldly: "I will naturally be able to distinguish between right and wrong. Aren't you afraid of covering up your excessive reaction?"
Li Chen sneered and said: "The Ninth Prince suddenly died suddenly. I will definitely investigate this matter to get to the bottom of it. I also ask the Queen not to stop him."
"I also want to know the truth. Whoever dares to harm the emperor's heir, no matter who it is, I will punish them."
Zhao Qinglan seemed to have something in her words, she looked at Li Chen with evil eyes and said.
Li Chen's face was as dark as water. He looked at Li Yinhu on the ground and said coldly: "Tell us the whole cause and effect in detail. Also, bring all the maids who serve the Ninth Prince, the eunuchs, and the imperial doctors who treat the Ninth Prince!"
At this juncture, Zhao Xuanji, who had never expressed his stance, stood aside. He observed the entire situation and felt calm in his heart.
He had known for a long time that the Ninth Prince was going to die, so naturally he would not be shocked by it.
What he is thinking about now is how to keep this huge blame firmly on Li Chen.
Why did most princes rarely kill each other's brothers when they were fighting for power in ancient times, but only raised the butcher's knife after they ascended the throne?
Without him, no matter which prince he is, even if he becomes a prince, the emperor will always be watching from above, and there will always be civil and military officials watching by his side. Once such a fratricidal incident occurs, what will the emperor think?
Even if the emperor himself came up in this way, no father wants to see his sons killing each other.
If a prince is in power and is too murderous, if he can kill his brother today in order to fight for power, will he kill his father and regicide tomorrow?
So even though Li Chen is now the prince of the prison country, once he is found guilty of fratricide, he still has to peel off his skin.
And just when Zhao Xuanji was thinking about how to operate it, a figure quietly came to him and said a few words in Zhao Xuanji's ear when no one was paying attention.
Zhao Xuanji's eyes suddenly widened. After decades of ups and downs in the officialdom, there was almost nothing that could make Zhao Xuanji lose his composure like this.
He said nothing.
The figure beside him also quietly retreated after finishing speaking.
Zhao Xuanji took a deep breath and clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves.
The Ninth Prince is dead, but it was not his people who killed him.
So, who is it?
Zhao Xuanji's eyes kept wandering over Li Chen.
He believed that besides himself, only Li Chen had the possibility to kill the Ninth Prince without anyone noticing.
But the question is, what is the purpose of Li Chen doing this?
By this time, Li Chen had already interrogated the maids, eunuchs and doctors.
But there is no valuable information.
Li Chen's eyes swept around Li Yinhu, who lowered his head and seemed to dare not meet Li Chen's eyes.
After a moment of silence, Li Chen asked calmly: "Have the imperial doctors found out the cause of death of the Ninth Prince?"
