Proud Concubine Difficult to Train: My Palace Comes from Modern Times

---The sullen and cold voice is like ice, and the murderous aura is hidden, making people feel stiff when they hear it. ---

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I saw Duan Mu's attendant Wen Xiang was in his arms, his body was as stiff as a mountain, standing steadily, however, there were two red clouds floating on Leng Jun's face and cheeks, which was very eye-catching.

Immediately, everyone felt their ears were quiet, and the atmosphere once again sank into seriousness.

Jun Ziyan bent forward, opened the box that Duan Mu had prepared in advance, and said to Su Sha with a smile: "Zi Yan obeys the order of the prince."

Hearing this, Su Shajue was startled at first, with a warm smile on his handsome face, he nodded slightly, and said: "You pick up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and fill in the corpse form. I say something, and you write it down." The gentle voice There is no trace of bitterness, just as warm as a breeze.

The faces of Qian Zhuzhong and Master Xing on the side were astonished, and Prince Su Wensu was as cold as frost, and his face was paralyzed to everyone, but now, he smiled so magnificently in front of this lawyer, and he couldn't help being a little shocked. Mou, I'm not surprised.

Hearing this, the gentleman said he was very happy, so he immediately made preparations and said with a smile, "Prince Su, please start the autopsy."

Although I don't know why this majestic Prince Su did an autopsy, but seeing that he was so thoughtful in his preparations, he must be quite capable. It's just that the majestic Prince Su will be given the title of "仵作" after an hour.

Su Shajue lifted the cloth from Liu Xia'er's body, and saw Liu Xia'er's lying body wearing the tattered sarong before death, the folds of the clothes were slightly torn, the belt was tied in a wrong place, and her complexion was waxy white, which was very eerie.

Due to the immersion of the lake water and the removal of the government guards, the body after six days was already as stiff as a stone, with spots all over the body, and it was difficult to distinguish the positions.

Seeing this, Su Shajue frowned slightly, stretched out his hands covered with cloth to examine Liu Xia'er's head first, examined the bleeding face from left to right, saw a slight red mark on the left cheek, stretched out his palms as a gesture, Zhuan Mou said cautiously: "The left face of the deceased has bruises the size of palm prints, which should be the slap marks left by the assailant before the rape."

Jun Ziyan's pen-holding movements are well-trained, and his pen is vivid, writing down Su Shajue's assertion word by word, thinking seriously: it really is a slap mark.

Su Shajue stretched his hands to her neck and then to the back of her head, pressed lightly, and continued: "The back of the head is obviously swollen, which should be caused by the deceased accidentally bumping into a hard object while struggling, or the assailant forcibly knocked her unconscious. As a result, there is an obviously festering wound on the back of the head, right in the vital position, enough to put the deceased to death."

Pushing away Liu Xia'er's sleeves, he saw Sen Bai's slender fingers in a stiff grasping gesture, Su Shajue's eyes darkened, and said: "The dead man's ten fingers are stiff and grasping, which is enough to prove that there was a violent resistance before his death."

When it came to the lower body, Su Shajue hesitated a little, the gentleman said he understood it, immediately put on his gloves, saw that there was yellow liquid and solidified blood red in the almost rotten lower body, immediately his face was like a cloud, and he said angrily : "The lower body of the deceased was swollen and rotten. It can be seen that he was injured by violence. From this, it can be inferred that the assailant had serious tyrannical tendencies."

There was evil spirit hidden in the warm and cold voice, her lips were pursed tightly, and her face was solemn.

When everyone heard the words, they all looked at him in amazement, and saw Jun Ziyan's thin body with his back straight, calm and steady, as steady as a pine and cypress.

After a while, Qian Zhuzhong hesitated for a while, and asked Prince Su, "In this way, the cause of Liu Xia'er's death is-"

Before waiting for Prince Su to answer, the sullen Junziyan said impatiently: "Master Qian, are you really stupid or fake? If you have to ask the obvious answer, Liu Xia'er's hands are in a stiff grip. , would struggle so hard in the lake? She has a wound on the back of her head, and it's a vital point, so she won't have two lives? If she dies once, will she have the strength to overflow again?"

The sullen and cold voice is like ice, dissipating murderous aura, making people feel stiff when they hear it.