Peerless Forensic Doctor: Leng Wang's Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 280 Is Yi Zhi Debunked False?
The atmosphere in the Xuanzheng Hall was solemn at the moment. The left and right factions supported different factions and stood separately, each of them held their breath, looking up from time to time to look at the man and boy facing each other directly above.

The young man had already changed from his pure white filial piety to a dark purple robe that he was used to wearing.The young man has picturesque eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and bright eyes that are easy to squint. It's just that the pair of clear eyes that always carry a pure smile, now the bottom of the eyes is turbulent, turning into a deep color that cannot be erased.

The man's brows were cold, his face was delicate, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a thin straight line.There is a cold light in the twinkling phoenix eyes, and the tall and straight figure is as firm as a pine tree. Even though she is wearing an extremely simple pure white filial piety dress, she is still so cool and elegant that people can't take their eyes off.

When Yun Xiran came, all the ministers in the hall were whispering.

"Did you see the Emperor's Edict that the Eighth Prince took out just now? The handwriting on it looks like the Emperor's own handwriting!"

"I see, although it was written by the late emperor, the veteran did not find the late emperor's jade seal and red seal. Is this really credible... I really can't say!"

"However, the birth mother of the Eighth Prince, Concubine Concubine, is the emperor's favorite concubine, and the Eighth Prince is also well-read."

"But in terms of qualifications, His Royal Highness King Yu is the most capable of taking on the big responsibility!"

Sitting high, the purple-clothed boy heard the words of the ministers below, smiled lowly, straightened his clothes indifferently, and sat with his robes on the open space beside the dragon chair.

Xuanyuan Jie held his head up, looked at Xuanyuan Che with a movement close to paranoia, hooked his red lips, and called: "Fourth brother."

Xuanyuan Che lowered his eyes indifferently, quietly looked at the young man who was much shorter than him by half a head, and did not reply.

"Fourth brother wants to be emperor?"

"Jie'er..." Xuanyuan Che just said a word, but was immediately interrupted by Xuanyuan Jie.

"But father is more willing to hand over the throne to me." Xuanyuan Jie giggled, and in an instant, he changed from that gloomy boy back to his usual cute and innocent appearance.

Xuanyuan Jie stretched out his hand, and took out the gold-plated imperial edict from his sleeve, and waved it in front of Xuanyuan Che.

There was a smile on his lips with the triumph of a winner, but the light in his eyes was still dull.

Xuanyuan Che's expression did not change, but imitating his movements, he lifted up his clothes and sat upright, facing Xuanyuan Jie's position.

"You're losing your temper." Xuanyuan Che came to a conclusion, his eyes dim.

"Oh?" Xuanyuanjie smiled instead of anger, the smile on his lips became brighter and brighter, but the hand holding Yizhi slowly tightened. "Fourth brother, don't talk nonsense. Right now, above the Xuanzheng Palace, I have a will written by my father. In the whole world, I am also the most legitimate and most beloved prince of my father. This son should be me. Doing it is the right choice.”

Yun Xiran walked into the main hall, Xiao Jiao silently accompanied him, seeing the heated discussions among the ministers below, but the two people above who should have been more intense were sitting opposite each other, you A word, I said something softly.

Yun Xiran pondered for a while, and after a while, asked: "Have you seen what is written in the edict in the Eighth Prince's hand?"

Xiao Jiao shook his head, "I haven't seen it, but the prince has seen it."

Did Xuanyuan Che see it?

Yun Xi couldn't help but turn her attention to the man in filial piety.

He has seen it all, how can he talk to his brother in name so calmly?
Is it possible...

Yun Xi took a deep breath.

"Help me up and see what's going on."

"Yes."

Xuanyuanjie caught a glimpse of Yun Xiran approaching from the corner of his eye, his eyes flashed, something complicated flashed across quickly, but he said with a smile: "Sisao is here, is she here to congratulate the eighth younger brother on his ascension to the throne?"

Yun Xiran glanced at him, and said, "Eighth Brother, it's too early to say that."

Xuanyuan Jie seemed to have heard some big joke, even the smile on his face became a little exaggerated. "Too early? Could it be that the news of the fourth sister-in-law spread too slowly, and she didn't even know about some important news? Or..."

Xuanyuan Jie suddenly looked back and glanced at Xuanyuan Che.

"Did the fourth brother deliberately not tell you?"

"Don't try to sow discord, brat." Xuanyuan Che scolded him with a frown.

Yun Xiran stood there, she looked to the left, then looked back to the right, for a moment she didn't know where to sit and talk.

After all, these two people are sitting. If you stand by yourself, first, you will feel tired when you bend over. Second, when others are sitting and standing by yourself, you always feel like you are looking down on others.

Although... a bit cool, but it's better to sit and talk.

Yun Xiran was still watching there, Xuanyuan Che had already pulled the corner of the longer filial gown behind him, put it on the seat next to him, stretched out his hand to grab Yun Xiran's wrist, and brought her to sit down beside him .

"here."

"……Oh."

Yun Xiran was led by him, and sat down obediently.

In fact, to be honest, it looks a little embarrassing.

A bunch of ministers at the bottom were arguing about the future of the country, arguing over which prince the future emperor should belong to, and then the two people who should not sit down and talk calmly at the center of this incident really just sat down so peacefully. down...

Also added a she who shouldn't have been added.

How embarrassing!

Yun Xiran had already figured out Xuanyuan Che's attitude towards Xuanyuan Jie a lot.He likes this younger brother who is younger than himself, and he is really good to him.But Yun Xiran always felt that he, a good-looking baby who looked harmless to humans and animals on the surface, was actually not as simple as it seemed.

At the very least, being able to live in the harem without incident for so many years, and not being harmed by the type of Queen Zhao Feiyu who quietly killed your whole family, shows that it is still a bit powerful.

Thinking of this, Yun Xiran couldn't help but poked Xuanyuan Che's arm beside him.

"En?" Xuanyuan Che looked down at her, and the light in his eyes softened a little. "What's wrong?"

Yun Xiran choked when he asked.

This inexplicable situation in front of me...

He even asked himself what happened!
"You, you, you..." Yun Xiran held back for a long time before choking out, "Where are your other brothers?"

"others?"

Xuanyuan Jie also heard it, heard the words, giggled, and said: "Where are there other brothers? The eldest brother is weak and never comes out of the palace all the year round. The second brother is dead and has no chance." , the third brother, the fifth brother, etc. all seem to be competitive on the surface, but at the critical moment they all shrink their necks and act like dead people, where are there other brothers?"

"..."

It seems that only the two of them will be the emperor in the end, right?
Yun Xiran looked to the left, then to the right, and finally fixed her eyes on Xuanyuanjie, thought for a while, and said, "Eighth prince, your imperial edict... um, can you show me?"

"Show it to my sister-in-law?" Xuanyuan Jie's eyes flashed, he hugged Yizhi tightly in his hand, and said worriedly: "What if my sister-in-law is torn to pieces by my eighth brother...Jie'er just There is only one chip left!"

"No, no, no, don't tear it up." Yun Xiran waved her hands again and again, then tugged at Xuanyuan Che's lapel that she had sat on, and pulled it in the direction of Xuanyuan Jie, so that she could stay away from Xuanyuan Che is farther away, and Xuanyuanjie is closer.

Yun Xiran blinked and said, "I'm not with him."

"..." Xuanyuan Che was helpless.

Xuanyuan Jie blinked, with a dazed expression on his face. After a while, he smiled lowly, and there was a pure gleam in his clear eyes.

"Okay."

Yun Xiran took the Yizhi from Xuanyuanjie and looked at it carefully.

After reading the above, Yun Xiran looked at the handwriting on it, but she was still suspicious, especially when she saw that there was no trace of a jade seal on the bottom, she understood everything in her heart.

As a forensic doctor, the skill Yun Xiran is best at and should master is the ability to observe details.Dead people can't speak and tell you who the real murderer is, but corpses can.

He will tell you how long he has been dead with corpse spots, and he will use various traces to tell you what he experienced, what he saw, and what he left behind before he died.

Searching for tiny details like this is what Yun Xiran is best at and is most proud of.

With her fingers, she lightly brushed over the bright yellow Yizhi, the chic and hard handwriting.

Xuanyuan Han once wrote brush calligraphy with her in the imperial garden of the palace. At that time, Yun Xiran had just come to this world not long ago. It happened that the Hundred Flowers Banquet had passed for a while, and the emperor often sent word of mouth to let her enter the palace. .

Her handwriting with a brush is terrible. She is used to fountain pens and brushes with hard tips, but she is really not used to things like brushes with soft pointed ends.

Xuanyuan Han also thought that it was because of Prince Yun's negligence that she didn't get the proper teaching when she was in Prince Yun's mansion, so he felt sorry for her even more, and taught her to write calligraphy with basically zero knowledge without caring.

It's not bad, Yun Xiran's learning ability is not low, although it's not at the level of a calligrapher, but at least he can do it neatly.

Therefore, Yun Xiran had seen Xuanyuan Han's handwriting with his own eyes, and he had seen it quite often.

Xuanyuan Han's original words seemed to be ringing in his ears non-stop.

"Calligraphy is something left by the older generation. When practicing calligraphy, you can concentrate on the handling, movement, and embellishment of the brush. At the moment of writing each stroke, your heart will move accordingly. , the mind will move accordingly, and the feeling will also follow, this is the most capable thing for self-cultivation.”

Something for self-cultivation...

Xuanyuan Han was in a high position, and he was used to the ever-changing situation. Therefore, his calligraphy was hard and cold, exuding a kind of emperor's supreme majesty all the time.

But the Yizhi in front of him, although they are very similar in all aspects, but in terms of the degree of rigidity between the contraction of the hook and the stroke, it is still lacking.

so……

Xuanyuan Jie's imperial edict——

is fake.

(End of this chapter)