The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 110 A Coffin ([-])

"Sister-in-law Huang, do you think Master Qing of Dali Temple would just arrest and convict someone without evidence?" Jun Yi sneered, bowing his head and raising his eyes.

Shen Qiaoyan did not show weakness, she raised her jaw and said coldly: "Oh?"

"Come on! Present the evidence!" Jun Yi smiled and waved behind him.

Shen Qiaoyan folded her arms with the same cold face, and looked at the guards behind Jun Yi with interest in her eyes, as if to see what kind of evidence they could produce.

Soon, a guard took out a dagger, which was still covered with dried blood.

"The thirteenth princess, this is the dagger in the hands of the prince at the scene of the crime that day. The prince stabbed the deceased seven times with this dagger and killed him." Lord Qing stepped forward and pointed to the dagger presented in the hand of the guard and described it.

"Really?" Shen Qiaoyan frowned and looked at the dagger in front of him with a dry smile.

Behind him, Jun Zechen swallowed his saliva and said innocently: "My lady, I didn't kill anyone, I didn't..."

Shen Qiaoyan glanced back at Jun Zechen's pitiful eyes, took out the Qikong powder that Qiao Jin found on Xiao Tangzi from her sleeve, and put it between her fingers and presented it to everyone.

She said calmly: "As far as I know, the deceased was not stabbed to death with a dagger, but poisoned to death! What my princess holds is Qikongsan, a rare poison in the Jianghu."

"Seven hole powder?"

"Seven Holes San!"

When everyone in the prison heard the words, it seemed like a pot had exploded.

"Hasn't this Qikong powder disappeared for many years?"

"This poison caused a lot of blood and tears in Jianghu back then!"

"Is it really Qikongsan? Eating the poison is like being stabbed seven times!"

……

Shen Qiaoyan raised her eyebrows and said: "This Qikong San was found by my princess in the hands of the prince's servants..."

"Sister-in-law, are you playing with my nephew? How can a mere servant of the prince's mansion hide Qikongsan?" Jun Yi sneered and interrupted Shen Qiaoyan. He touched his chin and raised his eyebrows, "Besides, you said the deceased It was Qi Kongsan who died of poison, can you prove the uncle's innocence with just a pack of poison?"

"No!" Shen Qiaoyan said decisively.

Jun Yi sneered.

"But I have this!" Shen Qiaoyan took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and spread it out in front of everyone, "I found this in the hands of this servant who hid Qikongsan. It is his confession before death. The letter clearly stated that he was the murderer."

"What?" Lord Qing raised his eyes a little guilty and glanced at Jun Yi who was still calm.

Even Jun Zechen behind Shen Qiaoyan couldn't figure out what trick she was trying to play?

Why are there suddenly more confession letters?

His innocent pupils instantly became darker.

"Oh, by the way, this servant accidentally drowned and died three days ago." Shen Qiaoyan added.

Accidentally drowned?

Jun Yi frowned and sneered and raised the corners of his lips.

"If these evidences are not enough, I have the body of the deceased as more direct evidence to prove the prince's innocence." Shen Qiaoyan smiled and looked up at the shocked faces of the crowd.

"Then, didn't the corpses be burned by the fire at the mortuary?" Lord Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned his eyes to Jun Yi.

Jun Yi stared at Shen Qiaoyan with a cold face and remained silent.

"The thirteenth prince has a place in the hearts of the people and the courtiers. Do you think that as a prince, you need to personally kill a servant?" Shen Qiaoyan pointed at the scar on Jun Zechen's body and said: "My lord, have you considered the consequences of carrying out such a random execution in Dali Temple?"

"This, this..." Lord Qing lowered his head hesitantly, wiped the sweat off his face, and looked at Jun Yi who was still stern and silent.

"Zongzheng Temple didn't intervene in this matter, and your Dali Temple arrested people and tortured them severely. If this matter is reported to the emperor, how many heads do you think you have enough to chop off, Lord Qing?" Shen Qiaoyan said calmly, crossing her arms.

"Quick! Let me go! Why are you standing there, let me go!"

Wen Yanqing's face turned pale with fright as he raised his head and called out, while he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Shen Qiaoyan begging for mercy.

"The old minister deserves to die, and I ask the thirteenth concubine, my lord, to spare the old minister's life..."

Shen Qiaoyan smirked and threw the evidence in his hand to Master Qing on the ground, and said: "Master Qing, be smarter next time, don't be blinded by some people."

Shen Qiaoyan sneered and helped Jun Zechen's scarred body, ignoring the people in the cell, leading Jun Zechen and Jun Yi past each other, Jun Yi's lips curled up with a penetrating coldness, he opened his lips and whispered Said: "Sister Huang, wait and see."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at Jun Zechen who was beside Shen Qiaoyan.

Jun Zechen blinked those pitiful eyes and shrank behind Shen Qiaoyan in fear.

Shen Qiaoyan shifted his gaze and Jun Yi helped someone out of the prison.

"Miss..." Jun Zechen called out softly, tears rolling in his eyes.

"Hey, let's go back to the house." Shen Qiaoyan said with a light smile.

After speaking, I was a little shocked that she would talk like this. Is she crazy?
Jun Zechen was also a little surprised on his face, but something seemed to open up in his heart.

(End of this chapter)