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Chapter 026: Death of Zhao Concubine

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    The flowering period of Xinyi has passed, and the few remaining flowers on the tree were knocked off by the violent storm and turned into mud.

    The ground is covered with rain and the ground is red.

    Clusters of peonies and roses are planted under the tree, which are in full bloom at the right time. The peonies are as red as blood, and the roses are as bright and yellow as jade, swaying in the ravages of summer wind and rain.

    "And hanging on the Xinyi tree is a woman in palace attire. The purple-red palace attire is extremely luxurious and embroidered with rich peony patterns. It is so beautiful that it is flamboyant and gorgeous.

    Liu An ordered his subordinates to disperse the onlookers and protect the crime scene.

    It¡¯s really a bad idea to hang around. Things happen one after another in the palace. What on earth is going on?

    The prince hurried over, and Qin Ruo held a bone palace umbrella painted with bamboo leaves for her.

    "This old slave pays homage to His Highness the Crown Prince." Liu An made a humble salute and then said, "This early in the morning, an internal servant passed by and saw Concubine Zhao hanging on the tree."

    "Have you notified Dali Temple?"

    Hearing that another person had died in the palace, Murong Ci almost jumped up, but fortunately it was not his father.

    In the past few days, it was unknown how many times Gu Huai and Shen Zhiyan, ministers of Dali Temple, came to the palace early in the morning.

    Liu An replied: "As soon as I arrived here, I immediately sent someone to inform Dali Temple."

    The wind and rain gradually subsided, and the occasional cool breeze blew a few strands of rain, making the broad sleeves wet and cool.

    After the baptism of Xia Yu, the entire palace glowed with bright colors. The palace walls became redder, the glazed tiles became more yellow, and the blue bricks became greener.  The dense water vapor gradually dissipated, and the misty sky and earth gradually became bright and clear.

    Zhao Concubine was still hanging on the tree. Murong Ci looked at her. She was soaked all over, her head was drooping, and her gorgeous palace dress was dripping with water.

    Murong Ci ordered the palace officials to take down the deceased and place him on the ground for the time being.

    "Zhao Concubine has a good appearance, but her face looks like a dyeing workshop. The rain has washed away the rouge, revealing her true beauty.  However, because she drooped her head, there was rouge left on her face.

    For an instant, like lightning, a white light flashed in Murong Ci's mind, as if he had thought of something

    A man squatted down next to her, but she didn't notice it, trying to catch the white light.

    "What is your highness thinking?"

    This deep voice made her heart tremble, and she suddenly came back to her senses.

    Seeing her startled, Murong Yu mocked: "Your Highness is so bold, will he be scared?"

    Murong Ci bit his lip silently, not wanting to talk to him, and looked at Zhao Bin's neck.

    "Your Highness, do you think she hanged herself or was murdered?" He asked again, as if he wanted to test her.

    "If you want to hang yourself, why go here? Zhao Concubine's Jingfu Palace is not close to here." She pointed to the neck of the deceased, "However, there is only a strangulation mark on her neck, which is dark purple."

    She was confused. It was impossible for Concubine Zhao to come here and hang herself. Why did she hang herself?  However, the dark purple mark on Concubine Zhao's neck was clear evidence of suicide.  what on earth is it?

    Murong Yu saw her frowning in thought, with a look of doubt on her face, and said calmly: "Concubine Zhao had her eyes closed, her lips open, her tongue pressed against her teeth, and there was only a deep purple mark on her neck. She seemed to have hanged herself."

    Murong Ci was surprised that he actually knew how to do autopsies.

    "Perhaps Concubine Zhao really hanged herself, but maybe not voluntarily." He said in a low and gentle voice that only she could hear.

    "It wasn't voluntary" She suddenly realized that it was Concubine Zhao who was brought here by the murderer.

    "However, Concubine Zhao must not have come here voluntarily. Did she call for help?"  Who brought her here?

    At this time, Gu Huai and Shen Zhiyan arrived in a hurry.

    After the two saluted without saying much, Shen Zhiyan began a preliminary autopsy.

    His autopsy results were similar to Murong Yu¡¯s speculation, and it was initially concluded that Zhao Bin hanged herself. There were no other injuries on her body and no signs of struggle.

    "The deceased Zhao Pin died around Yin time today, before the thunderstorm. Her green brocade embroidered hibiscus shoes were brand new and clean, without even a trace of dust and mud." His cold jade-like brows were full of energy, "However, it is also possible that they were washed away by the rain.  ¡±

    "Her nails were smeared with kodan, and the nail on her index finger was broken." Murong Ci added.

    "It should have been broken when the deceased struggled at the last moment while holding the hemp rope with both hands." Shen Zhiyan speculated, putting his hands on his neck to demonstrate.

    "Your Highness said that it was impossible for Concubine Zhao to come here and hang herself." Murong Yu stood up, the corners of his black gold brocade robe were stained by the rain on the ground, "Moreover, why did Concubine Zhao hang herself?"

    "His Royal Highness proposedHe glanced at her, then let her go, and then summoned Yuan Qiu.

    Yuan Qiu was also uncontrollably sad, his eyes were slightly swollen and his head was lowered.

    She spoke in a gentle voice, "After Zhao Concubine entered the palace, her servants and Yuan Fang have been waiting for her for quite a long time."

    Murong Ci asked: "I heard that Concubine Zhao likes to drink a cup of soup before going to bed."

    Yuan Qiu replied: "Yes, the almond cheese, hibiscus cup, and bird's nest porridge that Concubine Zhao ate before going to bed were all made by slaves." She suddenly raised her head and begged sadly, "Your Highness, Lord Shen, Concubine Zhao can't  He hanged himself. Concubine Zhao must have been killed by someone else. I beg you to seek justice for Concubine Zhao."

    Shen Zhiyan glanced at His Highness and asked calmly: "Why do you conclude that Concubine Zhao will not hang herself?"

    "The day before yesterday, Concubine Zhao also said that she would visit His Majesty in two days and win His Majesty's heart" Yuan Qiu spoke very quickly and seemed messy, "Just imagine, how could Concubine Zhao hang herself? Isn't this strange?"

    "I will investigate thoroughly. You made almond cheese last night. Did you deliver it to the bedroom and watch Concubine Zhao finish it?" Murong Ci asked.

    "Every night, the slaves prepare the food and deliver it to the bedroom, but last night Yuanfang said that Concubine Zhao was angry, so she took the almond cheese and went in. The slave thought that the small dining room had not been cleaned yet, so she went to clean it up." Yuan Qiu  Calmness gradually returned.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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