Pretty Consort: Prince, Don't Run away

"What are you trying to say?" The more Song Qian heard about his words, the more he felt uncomfortable and he could not help but ask again.

At this time, Song Chongjing took a step forward without leaving a trace.

He turned his head slightly, and looked at Song Qian with the corner of his eyes: "We have already experienced corpses …"

"What?" Hearing his words, Song Qian did not even have time to listen, and his face suddenly changed.

Autopsy...

As he thought of this, he clenched his fists. He didn't care about anything else, he just frowned and said, "There's no coroner in the city. You, you actually let a man see the princess' body!"

"Nephew must be joking, the autopsy was done by This King's consort." Seeing him like this, Song Chongjing squinted his eyes and nodded slightly.

"She?" Song Qian was surprised.

"Yeah. "Speaking of which, it's quite a coincidence. This duke just so happens to know a bit about it. Besides, I've also made a big discovery." Song Chongjing raised his eyebrows and said: "Do you know that the corpse you have sent me is not a neighbouring princess?"

"Ah …" Song Qian could only sigh as he felt chills behind his back.

"That was a maid dressed in the attire of a princess. The impersonated princess died tragically on the street." Song Chongjing ignored him, and continued to talk, as though he was asking something, he looked at Song Qian, "Nephew, what do you think?"

Song Qian's body shook, but he quickly recovered from it. He held onto his tiger's mouth tightly, and pretended to be surprised, "What!? That isn't a princess, is it? Is this true? "

As he said that, he grabbed onto Song Chongjing's sleeves. He looked like an ordinary man who had lost his partner in pain, but who had just gotten back at him.

But unfortunately, it was too exaggerated.

Seeing him act that way, Song Chongjing could not help but laugh, he did not mind and continued to act along with him.

"Of course it's true."

At this time, Song Qian's expression was even more strange. No one could tell if he was happy or sad, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

As the two stood there facing each other, the emperor coughed. "Is there any evidence?"

When Song Chongjing heard this, he turned his head and thought, but shook his head: "The evidence …. "It's not enough yet, but …"

"Isn't that nonsense!" Song Qian gritted his teeth.

He only wished that he could cut him into a thousand pieces. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "You're not messing with me!"

As he spoke, he also took a step forward.

It was a small room, a study. The emperor was seated in the middle, while the two of them were standing below the throne. When they faced off against each other, it seemed as if they were about to fight.

There wasn't enough light in the room, and the sky was dark in winter. It seemed like something good was about to happen.

Just looking at it made people feel that the atmosphere wasn't right.

They were not the only ones in the room. The eunuchs stood side by side under the eaves, and all of them peeked inside. The emperor didn't say anything about this, he was just incomparably depressed.

Seeing that the two weren't backing down, the emperor could only cough once again.

"Forget it!" No evidence, just evidence. Prince Jing, you're not completely lacking in manners. Qian Er, you're too rude. "

"..." "Ah, it's my fault for being impatient." Song Qian answered, looking at the emperor's current state, he knew that he had lost too many words. He did not say anymore, and stood at the side with his head lowered, feeling secretly vexed.

Seeing him like that, Song Chongjing's face became even colder, but he did not reply, and also took a step back.

He turned his head to look at the emperor.

He only saw that the lofty Emperor, who seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, sat atop the Dragon Throne. His face, however, was unsettled, and it seemed like there was no confidence in it at all.

Now, it was filled with the vigor of someone who hated failure.

He only looked at Song Qian.

They didn't know that, but the Emperor was very nervous. Originally, he thought that he had lost this hot potato, and in the end, he should have let Prince Jing busy themselves for a while.

If this matter was really discovered by the Prince Jing, then they would be able to explain it to the outside world. Then, wouldn't those courtiers and officials have seen the glory of the Prince Jing even more?

As he thought about this, his face became increasingly gloomy.

The emperor only looked at Song Qian.

Who would have thought that Song Qian, who was currently perturbed in his heart, would actually be in no mood to pay attention to the hints in the emperor's eyes.

After the Emperor silently cursed him, he sighed and then raised his voice, "Qian Er, do you have any other matters?"

Hearing that, Song Qian was startled, he suddenly raised his head to see the dissatisfaction in the emperor's eyes, he immediately turned and looked at Song Chongjing, after thinking for a bit, he also raised his mouth immediately.

"Yes, there is one thing."

He only looked at Song Chongjing: "Royal Uncle has worked hard this time, and I was in a hurry before as well. After all, this princess is my wife, please do not take offense."

Song Chongjing was suspicious, he did not know what was going on, and could only nod his head.

"As for this matter, since you have yet to investigate it thoroughly, we do not know if this is a princess or not. We will have to trouble you even more."

Hearing these words, the alarm in Song Chongjing's heart rang.

Seeing that Song Qian seemed to still be thinking about something, Song Chongjing hurried over and extended a hand. "The reason why I'm here today is also to tell Royal Brother about this matter. Since this matter is being handed over to this duke to investigate, this king will definitely try his best."

After saying that, he looked at Song Qian again, "Furthermore, Third Prince doesn't need to be this nervous. Even though the evidence is insufficient, that person's identity does have some meaning.

"…" Song Qian was nervous again and didn't answer back.

"Furthermore, if the conclusion of the case is definitely true, Royal Brother can rest assured. This king will not lie to others." Song Chongjing only raised his head.

This action was as if he was expressing his loyalty to the Emperor. However, if one were to speak of this matter, they would be able to discern a different meaning from his words.

Song Qian was also somewhat flustered. He wanted to speak, but Song Chongjing suddenly turned his head at this moment, and only glanced at him indifferently, "Could it be that this nephew thinks that this king will do something behind my back?"

"Royal Uncle is joking, this … "How could that be …" At this time, Song Qian was already completely at a disadvantage. He clenched his teeth, but could only force out a dry laugh.

At this time, the Emperor did not want to say anything anymore. He only wished that his son was able to speak and looked at Prince Jing with even more dissatisfaction.

Normally, when she saw him, he was just a boorish person, but now, he actually said these kinds of preposterous words and even spoke the truth …

As he thought about it, that arrogant girl appeared in his mind once again.

Is it her?

The emperor was thinking, he did not expect that at this time, Song Qian would suddenly think of something, and raise his head.

He didn't want to admit defeat, he couldn't.

Not expecting Song Chongjing to leave, he shrugged his shoulders: "If there are no objections, then I will take my leave."

"Wait a moment!" Before he finished, the emperor couldn't help but shout out.

Right now, he wasn't here to inquire about the progress of this matter. Rather, he was here to ask about something else. However, as the Emperor, there were some things that he was unable to speak of.

Thinking about that, he turned to look at Song Qian.

Song Qian immediately understood and coughed: "Royal Uncle can wait, there is one more thing, I wonder if Royal Uncle knows about it."