Jiang Xiancao seemed to be thinking about something and actually wanted to conduct the interrogation personally. It seemed that His Royal Highness Prince Zhan was really concerned about this case.

But she still kept her eyes on it.

"Uncle, you didn't bring any subordinates with you to the palace this time. I can't let you touch those bloody torture instruments yourself. How about I leave Tinglan in the yard to help you?"

She was afraid that Shen Yubai would be the only one left in the yard, and he would "accidentally" kill the two maids while torturing them.

Shen Yubai glanced at her with a smile and agreed without hesitation, “Xiao Jiuer is willing to take care of me, so the emperor’s uncle will naturally not refuse your kindness.”

He called her "Little Jiuer" in a gentle and frivolous tone, as if he was saying love words.

Jiang Xiancao's ears felt hot, and he thought to himself, how could an uncle speak to his own nephew like that?

Those who don’t know would think that she is not his nephew, but his lover.

She coughed twice to hide her discomfort, then turned around and flung the curtain at the Jiang brothers, "Why are you two still standing there like wooden stalks? Let's go."

Jiang Jinyan looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated, but in the end he was afraid of Shen Yubai's reputation and didn't dare to say it in front of him. He followed his brother out reluctantly.

Once outside, Jiang Xiancao was in no mood to deal with them anymore, so she called Chaoyue over and asked her to see them off.

Jiang Jinyan suddenly walked up to her, bowed and said:

"Ninth Prince, I know that although you have always had a reputation for being unruly, you are actually a kind and good prince."

Hearing his sudden compliment, Jiang Xiancao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She turned her head, her face full of scorn.

She wanted to hear what Jiang Jinyan was going to perform.

Jiang Jinyan blushed when he was looked at, but he still said:

"Although these two maids are only servants of the Marquis' Mansion, they are still human lives, and they are also fragile women. If His Royal Highness Prince Zhan really uses the methods of the Imperial City Bureau, they will probably not be able to survive. Why don't you go and persuade His Royal Highness Prince Zhan..."

Jiang Xiancao laughed after hearing this:

"Isn't it good that they can't make it? Aren't the two young masters hoping that they will die in my palace? That way, there will be no evidence to prove what I want to investigate. Oh, I get it. You're not afraid that they won't make it, but that if they do, they'll live and tell your beloved sister's little secret to His Highness Prince Zhan."

Jiang Jinyan was shocked. He didn't expect Jiang Xiancao to express his thoughts so directly.

"Your Majesty, you can't spit blood!"

Jiang Jinyi clenched his fists and said angrily, "Brother, you mean to say you're afraid that these two maids died at the hands of His Royal Highness Prince Zhan. If word gets out, it'll be bad for his reputation! As his nephew, do you want to hear people say that His Royal Highness Prince Zhan tortured them into confessing and taking their lives?"

Jiang Xiancao found it even more funny:

"Everyone knows that the Emperor's uncle, as the head of the Imperial City Department, has tortured members of the royal family who have committed crimes, but who outside the court dares to say a bad word about him? Now he's just questioning two servants, and you're worried about his reputation. Is it because you've been hit by a door, and you think the servants in your mansion are more valuable than the royal family?"

Before Jiang Jinyi could say something, Jiang Jinyan quickly grabbed him.

If they continue talking, the Ninth Prince will definitely accuse them brothers of treason today.

He looked at Jiang Xiancao for a long time, and suddenly said:

"Actually, there is one thing I don't understand."

Jiang Xiancao was impatient, "If you have to fart, do it now!"

When had Jiang Jinyan ever been treated with such rude language? He took a deep breath to suppress the anger in his heart and asked patiently:

"May I ask, Ninth Prince, why have you suddenly become a different person? What did that girl Xiancao say to you that made you give up your feelings for Zhu'er so quickly?"

Could it be that the Ninth Prince is really tired of Zhu'er and doesn't want to fulfill the engagement, so he wants to use this method to break off relations with the Wen Ning Marquis' Mansion?

If this is true, then the Ninth Prince deserves death!

Jiang Jinyan could barely conceal the anger in his voice:

"Even if the Ninth Prince suspected the truth behind Zhu'er's drowning, you had no evidence to conclude that she was lying. How could you be so cruel to her? And that day, Zhu'er asked for forgiveness at the Marquis' residence. If you didn't want to forgive her, you could have refused. Why did you insist on forcing her to bleed?"

Jiang Jinyi also said angrily:

"Yes, Your Highness, even if you feel sorry for Jiang Xiancao, you forgot that it was you who first revealed the secret recipe for blood transfusion and suggested giving Jiang Xiancao's blood to Zhu'er. But Your Highness, if you really wanted to vent your anger on Jiang Xiancao, why did you pin this on the innocent Zhu'er? What fault did she have? If Your Highness wants to punish you, why not punish yourself? Are you afraid to take responsibility for what you did?"

After hearing this, Jiang Xiancao suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears came out.

After laughing, she said coldly:

“I was indeed wrong about the bloodletting, and I will punish myself, but it is not your turn to interfere in these matters.

I just want to ask you, is Jiang Huaizhu really innocent?"

Jiang Jinyan and Jiang Jinyi said in unison:

"Zhu'er is innocent!"

"There are some things I didn't want to say right now, but since you're so confused, I'll make it clear to you!"

After Jiang Xiancao finished speaking, he turned around and told Chaoyue and Huayi beside him, "Bring the person here."

Chaoyue and Huayi took the order and left. Not long after, they brought back a middle-aged man with a frightened look.

When the Jiang brothers saw this person, their expressions changed slightly.

Jiang Xiancao smiled and asked them, "Do you two gentlemen recognize this person?"

Of course they were familiar with Doctor Wang.

Everyone in the Marquis's Mansion treated Jiang Huaizhu like the apple of their eye. Whenever Jiang Huaizhu had a minor illness like a cough or fever, they would ask the imperial physician to see her.

This Doctor Wang was the one who often went to the Marquis' Mansion to treat Jiang Huaizhu.

Jiang Huaizhu often spoke well of Doctor Wang in front of them, saying how dedicated he was and how effective his prescriptions were.

To express their gratitude, the Marquis' Mansion gave Doctor Wang a lot of extra money.

Now that Doctor Wang appeared in the palace, they suddenly had a bad feeling.

Jiang Jinyan forced himself to remain calm: "Why did the prince invite Doctor Wang? He has nothing to do with this matter."

Jiang Xiancao smiled, "Really?"

She suddenly turned her head and kicked Doctor Wang, who didn't dare to look up.

Shen Tingsi has been practicing martial arts for many years, and her body has internal strength. She only used one-third of her strength, but Doctor Wang howled in pain and fell to his knees on the ground.

"What is your Highness doing? Why is he taking his anger out on innocent people?" Jiang Jinyi couldn't stand it anymore and stood in front of Doctor Wang.

Jiang Xiancao said coldly, "Chaoyue, pull the Third Young Master Jiang away."

Chaoyue, as the Ninth Prince's personal maid, was also skilled in martial arts. She struck Jiang Jinyi on the acupoints with one blow, and he collapsed to the ground powerlessly, losing all his composure.

Jiang Jinyan looked at his fallen brother in shock and anger. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Jiang Xiancao say calmly:

"This Doctor Wang, who often treats your eldest daughter, is the one who told me the secret recipe for blood transfusion that day."