Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 808 The sad news of suicide, check

The Crown Princess only asked them to try to save the lives of the two children.

Even if he no longer has the royal surname, he can only be an ordinary person and remain anonymous for the rest of his life.

This is easier said than done. The prison of the inkstone washing platform looks normal on the outside, but it is actually made of fine iron, has countless mechanisms, and is even equipped with a strong crossbow team.

The possibility of forcing his way in to save people is slim.

But if we don’t save him, there will be no chance when the decree of execution comes down...

After the mother and son were imprisoned, the turmoil in the court continued.

One evening.

The sky was full of sunshine, and a man rushed from the end of the official road, and when he arrived at the city, he raised his voice and shouted: "Urgent report, quickly open the city gate—"

He took out the token of the Imperial Guard from underneath.

As soon as the city guard opened the city gate, the man rushed out like an arrow and went straight to the palace. The next morning, Emperor Qian Ding went to court with a sad face, "The imperial army who sent the order last night brought back news that the prince is in the imperial mausoleum." Committed suicide."

There was an uproar all over the court.

The Third Master of the Prince passed out immediately, and there was a cry of mourning from below. Yan Yun refused to believe it, and asked for the details. Emperor Qian Ding seemed to be very tired, and waved his hand and called someone forward.

Yan Yun's eyes were frozen, staring at him, "Did you say that the prince committed suicide?"

"Yes."

The Imperial Guard looked into his eyes and couldn't help but be horrified, and said hurriedly: "My subordinates were ordered to deliver the order. When they arrived, they opened the door and found His Highness lying in a pool of blood. His wrists were covered with deep bruises that could be seen in the bones. There is also a dagger in it..."

"The body is already cold."

He buried his head and whispered: "After seeing this, my subordinates did not dare to delay and hurriedly returned to the capital to report this matter."

"The prince..."

"Still in the imperial mausoleum, under the supervision of the imperial army. Without orders, subordinates dare not move without authorization..."

After the words fell, the atmosphere in the hall became condensed.

Before the matter of the twins was settled, the prince died in the imperial mausoleum. The ministers were stunned by the successive shocks.

"There is no way His Highness will commit suicide!"

After Yan Yun finished speaking word by word, he cupped his hands to Emperor Qian Ding and said, "I beg you to go to the imperial mausoleum to investigate."

"Wei Chen also asked for orders to investigate."

Surao came out at the same time as him.

Emperor Qian Ding looked at the two of them, waved his hand, and agreed.

On the way out of the city to the imperial mausoleum, Yan Yun didn't say a word, and the anger on his brows became more and more serious. Surao felt sad to hear the news of the prince's death, let alone Yan Yun, who was his brother?
At this time, no amount of comfort is pale.

He rushed quickly and rushed all the way to the imperial mausoleum. The imperial army had already surrounded the prince's residence. The place was poor and there were only three rooms in the small courtyard.

The west wing is the dining room and the east wing is the study room.

The main room in the middle was the prince's living room. The body was found in the bedroom. The prince fell to the ground on his right side. His left wrist was slashed, and a large pool of blood formed under his body.

There were no signs of a fight around.

The garrison stationed at the imperial mausoleum was responsible for patrolling and guarding. According to them, the prince became very taciturn after arriving at the imperial mausoleum. He would not be disturbed by anyone except delivering food.

When he came in to collect the dishes after serving dinner that night, the prince was still writing. The Imperial Guards who delivered the order during lunch time the next day arrived, so no one noticed anything unusual here on the way.

The moment he saw the corpse, Yan Yun stopped at the door and did not take a step forward.

Darkness surged in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Outsiders only thought that he was unfeeling and cold, but Surao noticed the faint trembling of the hand under the sleeve robe...

"You stay here, I'll go."

Surao stepped in first, looked around, and after confirming that no one had touched the scene, she began to conduct an autopsy. After a moment, she frowned and said: "Although it looks very complicated, the injury on His Highness's wrist should have been made when he was about to die... …The direction of the injury is also wrong, it was his injury.”

She said as she started checking other locations.

There was blood in the external auditory canal and nasal cavity. Surao thought for a moment, untied the prince's hair crown, and then carefully searched and groped along his scalp, and soon found a small depression and pinhole on his left skull.This trace is very small and difficult to detect.

With luck in her hand, Surao sucked it out suddenly, and the finger-long steel needle slowly emerged, and then all came out.

Pick it up across the handkerchief.

This was the murder weapon that caused the prince's death!

"found it."

Su Rao said something, and familiar footsteps came from outside, approaching her quickly. Yan Yun saw the prince's body more closely, and his pupils suddenly shrank. He endured the choking in his throat and looked at the body wrapped in a scarf. steel needle.

Su Rao turned around and said: "The steel needle shot into the skull from the window with great force, causing His Highness to faint and bleed rapidly inside the skull. There was no trace of entry or exit near the window sill, so the murderer probably entered through the front door and scratched it with a dagger. His wrist arteries..."

He bled profusely and eventually died.

"This dagger is very exquisite and its workmanship is extraordinary..."

Su Rao looked at the short dagger in her palm, and Yan Yun's eyes fell, and she leaned over and squatted, looking at the dagger, as if caught in some kind of memory.

"you recognize?"

Su Rao asked.

Yan Yun said solemnly: "This dagger was given to him by His Majesty when he won the first prize in the autumn hunt when he was 12 years old. He has always liked it."

Unexpectedly, this knife would eventually become the thing that killed him.

Surao didn't know how to comfort him, so she simply pursed her lips and looked away, observing whether there was anything she missed.

I accidentally scanned it and saw a piece of red thread in the pool of blood under the prince's sleeve. It was soaked in blood and turned bright red, so I never found it.

Surao raised the prince's hands and sleeves.

A jade plaque was found underneath, with a tape tied underneath it. It was originally silver, but it had been dyed blood red.

"look."

Surao handed it to Yan Yun, who looked at it for a moment and said in a low voice: "Lanshan Jade, the jade quality is clear and transparent, it is top grade, and only a few large jade shops in Shengjing can sell it."

This is the evidence left behind by the murderer.

After surveying these, the imperial army brought the coffin prepared in advance, and Yan Yun said: "You go out first, and I will help His Highness tidy up."

Take out new clothes from the cupboard.

After changing out of his blood-stained clothes, Yan Yun dressed him properly, put on his hair crown, bandaged the wounds on his wrists, and carefully cleaned off the blood stains on his face.

After cleaning up like this.

Those mild eyebrows and eyes were pale and quiet. If you didn't look carefully, you would think he was just asleep. Yan Yun stood silently with him for a long time, and finally when it was getting dark, the imperial guards came in and put the prince's body in the coffin.

Depart for Beijing.

The way back was even more depressing, the only sound was the squeaking of the wheels. Surao looked at Yan Yun worriedly. He didn't say anything, not even a word of sadness, but she knew that there was a heavy rain in his heart.

He swallowed all his sadness.

One person desperately endures it.

The prince's body returned to the capital, and the whole city was in uproar. The coffin entered directly from the Zhuque Gate, passed through the square, and stopped in front of the main hall.

Emperor Qian Ding's eyes flashed after hearing the two people's replies.

"Find out and assassinate the prince. He will be punished."

"Yes."

Among the courtiers, some people frowned when they heard this, their eyes flickered, and then returned to normal very quickly, so that no one could notice anything strange.

People from Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment launched a rapid investigation.

After clearing out a few jade shops, we focused on a place called Bao Yuxuan.

(End of this chapter)