Six years later, the princess came back with three cubs

Seeing that the coffin was surrounded by the servants of the Mu family, Leng Jianxin swung his toe forward and slapped the coffin lid heavily with his palms and feet.

During the resting stage, the coffin lid was not nailed to death with wooden nails, but was slapped with all its strength by Leng Jian, and the entire coffin lid flew out with one click.

Before the servant protecting the coffin could react, Leng Jian jumped into the coffin, wrapped Mu Shi'an's body in the brocade quilt inside the coffin, carried Mu Shi'an's body on his shoulders, and jumped onto the roof, facing towards the coffin. With Ting Weijian rushing away.

Everything happened too fast and suddenly, and when everyone reacted, Leng Jian had disappeared.

"Chase! Chase quickly, we must bring back the remains of the eldest son!" The housekeeper Mu Feng shouted anxiously.

Seeing that their goals had been achieved, the soldiers of Qin County Prince's Mansion didn't want to fight at the moment, and fled separately.

It disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the dilapidated mourning hall and the injured family guards lying on the ground, Mu Yuanlin trembled with anger.

"It's unreasonable! It's unreasonable! Even if I risk my old life for today's matter, I must seek an explanation from the Prince Qin's Mansion!"

Mrs. Mu came late, and when she saw the scene in the mourning hall, she burst into tears immediately.

"Oh my god, how could this be? They are too bullying. People in Shi'an are dead and they still refuse to let him rest in peace. They broke in in broad daylight and snatched the corpses. No matter how noble they are, they can't bully people like this, sir. ,This is how to do ah?"

Mu Yuanlin's eyes were wide open, and the anger that spewed out of his eyes seemed to burn everything up, "I want to enter the palace! I want to sue Jun Moyan for the imperial certificate!"

Mu Yuanlin left as soon as he said he would, and went straight to the palace without even changing his clothes.

Mrs. Mu suppressed her grief and placed the injured servant in the nursing home, and ordered the servants to rearrange the mourning hall, and then ordered the maids around her in a place where no one was around.

"Go, spread the news that King Qin allowed his subordinates to riot in the Mu residence and snatch the eldest son's body in public, and everyone in Fengjing City must know about it."

"Yes."

Leng Jian rushed back to Ting Wei as quickly as possible, and put Mu Shi'an's body on the court.

Wu Zuo opened the silkworm barrel-shaped brocade book, and Mu Shi'an's blue-gray dead face was exposed in front of everyone. Those who were timid, such as Liu Lijie and others, turned their faces away in fright, not daring to look more glance.

Mu Ning was also afraid that Mu Shi'an's death would frighten the child, so he asked for a white cloth to cover Mu Shi'an's face, and then brought Mu Yanxi forward to question.

"Xiao Man, where did you kick him?"

"I kicked his ass."

"Left or right?"

"right."

Mu Ning nodded, and then asked, "Apart from the buttocks, have you kicked anywhere else?"

Mu Yanxi shook her head quickly.

Mu Ning got up and said to Wu Zongxian: "Master Wu, the traces on the corpse will not appear until about five to ten hours after death, and from the time after Mu Shi'an's death to now, my Xiaoman has never seen Mu Shi'an. Ann's dead body, and don't know where there will be bruises on his body.

I would like to ask Master Wu Zuo to conduct an autopsy. If there are bruises on Mu Shi'an that match what my Xiaoman said, it will prove that my Xiaoman did them.

In the same way, if you find the same bruises on Mu Shi'an's chest as these parts, it will prove that Mu Shi'an's death is indeed related to my Xiaoman..."

Before the words were finished, a pot exploded in the courtroom.

Everyone couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was being sold in Mu Ning's gourd.

Leng Jian was also confused and nervous, "Master, Miss Mu, what does she mean by this? Isn't the autopsy to clear up the suspicion of murder on the young master? Why do I feel like she wants to convict the young master?"

Jun Moyan frowned slightly at first, but he figured it out after a while, and his brows relaxed again.

As for Jiang Mubai, he couldn't figure it out after much deliberation, so he simply stopped thinking about it and just concentrated on watching the show.

Seeing that Leng Jian was in a hurry, he smiled and persuaded: "Jianjian, why are you in a hurry, the sky is falling and there is a tall one standing against it, I don't have your turn to worry about it."

Leng Jian stared at his master's face, suddenly.

Yes, there is a master here, at worst, he will directly rob the prison.

Thinking about it this way, Leng Jian also relaxed a lot.

"Ha, listen up, everyone. She admitted it herself, and admitted that her son killed Shi An! Mr. Wu, don't be dazed, and convict him!" Liu Lijie yelled like a clown.

"quiet!"

Liu Lijie was stared at by Wu Zongxian, and he didn't dare to be arrogant anymore.

Wu Zongxian looked at Mu Ning thoughtfully, "Mu Ning, do you know the consequences of what you just said?"

Mu Ning smiled slightly, "Of course, but I beg Master Wu to let the girl finish her speech."

Wu Zong nodded first, motioning for her to continue.

"If there is no trace of my family's Xiaoman kicking and beating on Mu Shi'an's chest, does that prove that Mu Shi'an's death has nothing to do with Xiaoman?"

The crowd suddenly realized.

That's right, where you kicked before death, there will be traces after death, but where you didn't kick, there will be no traces.

If there is no trace, it proves that Mu Yanxi never kicked him, never kicked him, so Mu Shian's death has nothing to do with Mu Yanxi.

Leng Jian was so happy that he almost didn't jump up, "Ah, I understand Miss Mu's intention! Miss Mu is really smart!"

Jiang Mubai tapped his head with a fan, "You are not stupid."

Leng Jian covered his head and muttered unconvinced, "Then you didn't want to understand Miss Mu's intention?"

"Oh, I'm stupid."

Leng Jian was so confident that he didn't know how to answer the words.

The trial is still going on, and the autopsy is next.

As long as it is proved that Mu Yanxi did not kick Mu Shi'an in the chest, the murder will be cleared automatically.

Wu Zuo took off Mu Shi'an's funeral clothes one by one, and a rancid smell immediately permeated, and almost everyone covered their noses in disgust.

Mu Ning took out a medicine bottle and poured out four, one for each of the three children and himself.

Jiang Mubai leaned forward, "Hey, is this something good?"

Mu Ning glanced at him, and passed his own, "It's Su Hexiang pills, which can reduce the nausea and discomfort caused by the smell of corpses."

Jiang Mubai threw the pill into his mouth, took a deep breath, and showed surprise.

"Hey, it's really effective, and I really don't feel sick anymore."

Hearing this, Leng Jian also came over, "Miss Mu, are there any more?"

Just as Mu Ning was about to nod, Jun Moyi and Jun Moming also came over one after another and asked Mu Ning for medicine.

Mu Ning poured out all the Su and Xiangwan pills in the medicine bottle, leaving only two pills in total.

Jun Moming immediately stretched out his hand, "Muning, I want one."

Jun Moyi hurriedly said, "I want one too."

Leng Jian glanced at the two of them secretly, "Your Highness, Miss Mu only has two medicines in her hand, and I gave them to you. She has no use for herself."

After finishing speaking, Leng Jian flattered and proposed to Mu Ning, "Miss Mu, two medicines, you give one to the master, and you take one yourself, it's just right."

Before Mu Ning could speak, Jiang Mubai reached out and took a pill and threw it to Jun Moyan.

Jun Moyan caught the pill and threw it into his mouth.

Now, there was only one pill left in Mu Ning's hand. Although Jun Moming wanted it very much, he motioned Mu Ning to take it himself in order to maintain his masculine demeanor.

Seeing this, Jun Moyi didn't even find it boring to ask for medicine.

The few people who took the Su and Xiangwan pills acted as if nothing had happened, as if they couldn't smell the stench of corpses. The other people who didn't have the medicine were secretly envious and jealous, while stuffing their nostrils hard.