The speaker was none other than the steward of the Prince's mansion.

The steward didn't dare to pull the Prince of Minzhou away, but said, "Your Highness, this is a witness, he can't be harmed."

The Prince of Minzhou looked at the servant as if he were looking at a dead man.

Why is this servant still alive when his own daughter is gone? What right does he have to live?

"Your Highness, spare me! I'm still useful, I really am still useful!" he cried, clinging to the prince's leg, tears streaming down his face, looking utterly pathetic.

If the maid hadn't been still unconscious, she would have been completely terrified by now.

The prince kicked him away, his face terribly gloomy.

"Where is the girl's body? Where is her body?!"

The servant's eyes became evasive, but the prince insisted that the steward immediately fetch the sword.

He's going to finish this good-for-nothing off with one sword!

The servant immediately kowtowed and said, "They...the Princess Consort of Prince Chen took them away. They took them away."

Just then, another servant came in from outside, walking hurriedly, and even tripped and fell along the way.

"Your Highness, the young lady... the young lady has been brought back." But... she is a corpse.

He dared not say these words; the prince's face was terrifying, as if he was about to unleash a massacre.

The Prince of Minzhou swayed, almost unable to stand. But he still quickly headed towards the gate.

His daughter, who was so sweet and adorable this morning, is now lying cold at the door, her body already cold, and there isn't even a foot of white cloth covering her.

The Prince of Minzhou was greatly shocked and seemed to have aged ten years.

"Jiaojiao, my dear Jiaojiao." He staggered over and hugged his daughter, but no matter how he called her, she didn't respond.

As more and more people gathered outside, the steward had no choice but to have the prince take the people back first.

The prince sat before the corpse for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. He wiped his face, stood up with a weary expression, and said, "That bitch Qin Su, I want her dead!"

His eyes flashed fiercely, a frighteningly red.

"Keep this a secret from the Princess Consort for now. Send the girl's body to the ice cellar." He not only wants to kill Qin Su, but also those two lowly maids, to be buried with his daughter!

The Prince of Minzhou did not change his clothes, which were already wrinkled, but he did not care. He simply asked someone to prepare a horse, as he was going to the palace.

By this time, it was already dark. Qin Su stretched out her arm from under the soft blanket. There were still some marks of lovemaking on her fair and tender arm, but they weren't too serious.

Perhaps the most serious injury isn't in the arm, considering that Prince Chen was the one who competed with Yuan Yuan for milk.

"It's so noisy outside." Qin Su's voice was a little hoarse; she had shouted a bit too loudly just now.

Yu Shuo picked her up and gently comforted her, "It's alright, I'll go out and take a look."

If he wasn't mistaken, it must be someone from the palace.

"Have people from the palace arrived?"

Yu Shuo originally didn't want Qin Su to know, nor did he want her to enter the palace, but who knew she would actually guess it.

"It should be. I'll take care of it." Yu Shuo got out of bed naked and put on his clothes in an orderly manner.

Qin Su felt that she had to go too, otherwise the Prince of Minzhou would bite her like a dog and never let go.

"Susu, sleep a little longer. He can't cause any trouble." Apart from those two servants, all the evidence on the surface has been completely destroyed by Yu Shuo. Even if the Prince of Minzhou forces Emperor Mingyang to take action, there is no evidence to prove it.

Qin Su said, "I want to go and take a look."

"Then let's go together." Yu Shuo took Qin Su's clothes, helped her put them on, and took the opportunity to squeeze them. His hands were slightly wet, which earned him a glare from Qin Su.

"It's very juicy," Yu Shuo said, though his ears were red.

Even if his ears turn red, it doesn't affect his behavior.

"Alright, if you keep fooling around like this, you won't be able to leave the house."

Yu Shuo went out first, and Chongyang said that Deng Quan had arrived.

Qin Su casually tied her hair into a high ponytail, changed into some light clothes, and looked somewhat tired.

Deng Quan bowed to the two of them, subtly observing Qin Su.

"What brings Eunuch Deng to Prince Chen's residence so late?" Qin Su asked knowingly.

Deng Quan withdrew his gaze, lamenting, "It's all because of the Prince of Minzhou. His daughter, Bu Jiao, had an accident in the outskirts of the capital. At first, they said it was the work of bandits, but the Prince of Minzhou insisted that the Princess Consort was the murderer. And now, he's crying and complaining to His Majesty."

"Is that so?" Qin Su's expression was indifferent, showing neither surprise nor arrogance.

"That's right. His Majesty was really forced into a corner, which is why he came to invite Your Highness and the Princess."

On the carriage.

Qin Su leaned against Yu Shuo, clinging to him, "I thought he would be smarter."

Yu Shuo put his arm around her waist and whispered, "If he were smart, he wouldn't have sent someone to assassinate the current princess."

If Qin Su were merely the daughter of the Marquis of Zhongyi, it would be somewhat understandable for him to assassinate her; at least he wouldn't have such a blatant attempt to gain power, and the risk would be relatively low.

But Qin Su is already the Princess Consort of Prince Chen, and her name is on the imperial register. To attempt an assassination like this is simply unacceptable.

They did something like this and didn't even try to hide it, daring to cause trouble in front of Emperor Mingyang. Are they afraid he won't know they've taken action?

If it is discovered that they intended to kill Princess Consort Chen, one Bu Jiao would not be enough.

"And yet, the Minzhou Prince's lineage still wants to climb higher." The reputation they had initially created for Bu Jiao was indeed quite good; it was a smart move. But neither Yu Shuo nor Emperor Mingyang bought into it.

If this happened to any other emperor, they would definitely have been affected.

The carriage entered the palace quickly but steadily. Due to the urgency of the situation, the two were allowed to proceed all the way to the outside of the Wolong Hall.

Emperor Mingyang originally planned to go to Cining Palace with Cheng'an to see the Empress Dowager, have dinner together, and then go to see Consort Rong on his way back.

Unexpectedly, they were tripped up halfway through.

The hall did not seem so quiet.

"You keep saying that Princess Chen killed your daughter, but where's the evidence? Witnesses alone aren't enough."

It was Cheng An's voice.

"What do you think, sister-in-law?"

It was Cheng An who was speaking.

But to whom was this sister-in-law speaking? Wasn't the Empress already deposed?

"The Da'an Code stipulates that witnesses are inferior to physical evidence. If there is no physical evidence and only so-called witnesses, it is probably useless."

It's Tao Rong's voice.

Qin Su raised an eyebrow. She knew that Cheng An had always looked down on Tao Rong, so why was he willing to call her sister-in-law now?

And wasn't this couple's cold war a little too short?

Emperor Mingyang was truly being thoroughly manipulated by Tao Rong.

When Qin Su and Yu Shuo entered, they saw a handsome man in his thirties kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face. It was a heartbreaking sight that would move anyone who saw or heard it to tears.

The key point is that he's quite good-looking.

He was handsome and refined, making him instantly likable.

"Your Majesty, my daughter died unjustly."

"You've arrived," Emperor Mingyang said wearily, rubbing his temples.

Tao Rong, with great tact, got up and sat down next to him, seemingly quite boldly taking the same seat as him.