Chapter 57: Broken Leg by Horse
Exhuming the coffin for an autopsy is not an easy task.
Xu Zhaoyue's tomb is not in the capital, but in the Qu family's old house, Hedong.
It will be difficult to get through in a short time.
"I will go back to the Dali Temple and look through the files from previous years to find out the cause of death of the old doctor Jiang," said Chi Yuan.
Obviously, Jiang Shu knew nothing.
Otherwise, he had been in the princess's mansion for many years, and there was no need for Qu Ling to investigate this matter.
"Sir, this is just my guess," Qu Ling pursed his lips. "You might have worked in vain, or you might find out something you shouldn't know and end up being implicated by me."
"Your Excellency can actually refuse me."
Chi Yuan smiled knowingly, "If I hadn't come to you, I wouldn't have known about this. Now that I'm here, you understand that I won't refuse you."
His voice was steady and powerful.
"Thank you, sir."
As they were coming down the mountain, Zhao Yuanrong asked, "What did you say?"
Qu Ling didn't hide anything from her. "Tell him to go back to the Dali Temple to investigate the cause of death of Dr. Jiang. Sister Yuanrong, when is my aunt free? I want to meet her."
She doesn't think she has any extraordinary abilities.
The best option is to follow the eldest princess closely.
If the eldest princess succeeds, she will live a glorious life; if the eldest princess fails, she will not be able to escape death.
If you have power, you must use it.
Zhao Yuanrong, "To see you, mother is always free."
After we came down the mountain, it was dusk, but not too late. We walked into the city and the sunset covered the sky.
"I know you have something else to do today, so I won't take you to dinner."
Zhao Yuanrong ordered the carriage from the princess's mansion to take Qu Ling back, while he rode a horse himself.
The two said goodbye.
Qu Ling returned to the Marquis' Mansion with great fanfare, and maids surrounded her along the way.
She wanted to tell the Song family that she was back.
The Song family soon received the news and was in disbelief.
How could Qu Ling come back safe and sound?
What about Xu Yu?
Didn't you stop her?
Why is there no news at all?
Panic suddenly surged into my heart.
Song ordered, "Send someone to the Dongyang Marquis's Mansion to ask if their prince has returned."
Before she could recover from her shock, there was a sudden commotion outside.
The servant rushed in in a panic, his voice filled with tears, "Madam, it's bad, the eldest master's leg was broken by the horse!"
These words were like a bolt from the blue. Song's eyes went dark and she felt dizzy.
"How did it break? Was it stepped on by a horse?" Song hissed.
The servant was sweating profusely. "On the way back from the Imperial College, passing through the downtown area, the carriage suddenly broke apart, and the eldest son rolled out of the carriage. The people around were frightened and chaos broke out. The horses were startled..."
Song's throat felt fishy and sweet.
She clutched the messenger tightly, her body trembling, "Where's the Second Young Master?"
If Yi also...
Song was almost out of breath.
"The Second Young Master is not in the carriage. He said he was going to have a drink with his classmates."
fine.
Half of Song's soul returned.
"Go get the imperial physician, go quickly," she swallowed, her palms sweating, "Has the Marquis returned home yet?"
Another maid replied, "The Marquis is in Concubine Miao's courtyard."
"Drag that slave girl into the main courtyard and give her a good beating! It's such a cold hour, and she's still pestering the Marquis!"
Song usually didn't make things difficult for Aunt Miao.
This is also for venting.
She didn't even bother to change her clothes and rushed all the way to Qu Heng's yard.
My heart is bleeding.
And it hurts so much.
Qu Ling, this bitch!
It's really insidious and cruel.
She had a grudge against herself, so why would she attack Qu Heng? He was her own brother.
Song controlled her impulse to rush to Nuanshanju and kill her.
She staggered but didn't dare to stop.
After turning around the corridor, I saw from afar that Qu Heng's yard was surrounded by people.
Several servants came in and out carrying copper basins, the water in the basins was a glaring red.
Song's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground, but fortunately she was supported by the nanny.
"Madam, please go slowly. I have already asked for the imperial physician on the way back."
"Get out of the way." Song shook off the nanny's hand and stumbled into the yard.
The smell of blood hit her face, and Qu Heng's heart-wrenching screams came from inside the house. The sound was like a knife cutting into her heart.
"Ah Heng!" Song pushed the door open desperately, and the scene in front of her made her burst into tears instantly.
Qu Heng was lying on the bed, his face as pale as paper, his forehead covered with cold sweat, and the imperial physician had not arrived yet.
The court doctor and two servants were massaging his right leg.
The leg was a bloody mess, a shocking sight.
Blood-stained strips of cloth were scattered on the ground, and the water in the copper basin had turned completely red.
"Mother, mother, save me." When Qu Heng saw Song, hope glittered in his eyes. He struggled to get up, but was pushed back by the court doctor.
"Don't move, young master."
Song rushed to the bedside and held her son's cold hand, "Mom is here, don't be afraid."
Her voice was trembling, and her tears fell on her son's face, mixing with his sweat.
"Can my son's leg be saved?" Song turned to look at the busy court doctor, her eyes full of pleading.
The court doctor's hands kept moving, his brow furrowed. "Madam, the injury is indeed serious. I will do my best."
"It just hurts a little."
"I'm not afraid," Qu Heng suddenly shouted, his eyes bloodshot. "As long as I can save my leg, I can endure any pain."
He can't become a useless person.
Song sensed his fear and felt a pang of pain in her heart. Just as she was about to comfort him, she heard Qu Heng grit his teeth and say, "It's Qu Yi, it must be him."
The room suddenly became quiet.
Song's eyes widened. "What nonsense are you talking about? Ayi is your biological brother."
Qu Heng sneered, his face particularly ferocious. "He wishes I were dead. We were supposed to leave school together today, but he left early on the pretext of something. And then my carriage spooked the horses halfway. How could it be such a coincidence?"
Song's hand tightened unconsciously, "Don't talk nonsense."
"If I die, he will be the heir of the Marquisate," Qu Heng suddenly interrupted Song, his eyes flashing with madness, "He has been coveting this position for a long time."
"shut up!"
Song shouted harshly, then softened her voice, "This matter has absolutely nothing to do with your brother."
Just when Song didn't know how to respond, Qu Yi strode in.
His face was calm, in stark contrast to his brother who was in a mess on the bed.
"When I heard that my brother was injured, I rushed back immediately."
Qu Yi bowed to Song, and when his eyes fell on Qu Heng's bloody leg, a gloating look flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Qu Ling did have a solution.
She sent someone last night to tell people not to ride in the Marquis's carriage today, and sure enough, something happened.
I spared her life last time, so she was sensible.
Qu Heng struggled to get up. "How dare you come here? Did you order someone to scare my horse? You want to kill me."
Qu Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he felt a little aggrieved. "The inner courtyard of the Marquis' Mansion is managed by my mother, and the outer courtyard is managed by my father. How can I harm you? How can I harm you?"
He was afraid that Qu Heng didn't understand, so he turned to Song and said, "Mother, you should check on Qu Ling. She doesn't get along with us. The people in her courtyard were all appointed by the princess, so no one can control them."
Qu Yi came up with a brilliant idea.
He said it on purpose for Qu Heng to hear.
Stir up the relationship between Qu Ling and Qu Heng and make them fight each other. Qu Ling has the support of the eldest princess and will definitely not disappoint anyone.
And he.
Just sit back and reap the benefits.
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