Chapter 239 Only half-listening

"What's the difference?" Anle Hou's tone was as cold as frost. At the same time, the people from the Ministry of Justice began to carry out the bodies one after another.

The noble ladies covered their faces with handkerchiefs. When Anle Hou's wife saw the body of Lu Daizong being carried out, she screamed again and fainted.

Anle Hou looked over and saw that the palace doctor had already started to diagnose the pulse, so he retracted his gaze and fixed it on Lu Daizong, whose blood had already dried up.

When Anle Hou saw the body of his beloved son, he was overwhelmed with grief. He stretched out his shaking hands to cover the body of Lu Daizong and heard the coroner say, "In addition to the knife wounds on Mr. Lu's body, his face was black and blue, his pupils were dilated, and his expression was horrible. It seems that he was poisoned before he died."

Poisoned? !

[I told you to be a good person, look at this, several waves of people are here to take your life.]

Jiang Zhiyu's inner voice was tut-tut-tut, and the others who could hear it all lowered their eyes and fell into deep thought.

Marquis Anle looked at the coroner with grief in his eyes, and then asked in a cold voice: "Have you found the source of the poison?"

The coroner nodded slightly: "It's the tea. I have tested the poison with a silver needle."

While they were talking, the people from the Ministry of Justice had already begun to check everyone's belongings. The maids who followed their master took the things in their hands and showed them to them one by one.

The maid who was mentioned earlier to deliver tea stood in place, her legs trembling slightly, and she could hardly stand steadily.

She has always been responsible for the tea, but she really doesn't know why the tea is poisonous!

Her hands fell unconsciously at her side, and her eyes were full of fear.

The next second, the voice of Marquis Anle seemed to ring in her ears.

"Who delivered the tea today?"

The maid knelt on the ground, her eyes full of fear: "My Lord, I was responsible for the tea today, but my Lord is wise, I definitely did not poison you!"

She was trembling with fear, and couldn't help crying.

The veins on the forehead of Marquis Anle kept throbbing: "I will know if there was any poisoning after a try. Someone, bring me my boning whip."

Hearing this, the maid raised her eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

"My Lord, please spare my life, I really didn't know anything, my Lord!"

She knelt on the ground and took a few steps forward, grabbing the corner of Marquis Anle's clothes, begging for mercy, but Marquis Anle turned a deaf ear.

Xiao Lingyu sighed and said softly, "My Lord, I think this maid really doesn't have the courage to murder Master Lu. I guess the real murderer must be someone else. Why should you waste time on her?"

The maid looked at Xiao Lingyu gratefully, and Marquis Anle also frowned slightly.

Why would the prince speak to a maid and plead for her?

Could it be that...

Marquis Anle looked carefully at the maid kneeling on the ground. She was crying and thin, and she looked really pitiful.

It turned out that the prince liked it this way.

Because of the past relationship, Marquis Anle did not think about other things. The servant handed over the boning whip, and Marquis Anle took it, swung it casually, and hit it hard on the ground next to the maid.

The maid screamed in panic.

"The prince is right, she really doesn't have much courage," Marquis Anle turned his eyes and fixed them on Jiang Zhiyu again.

Because of Marquis Anle's sudden move before, as soon as he turned his eyes, Jiang Kang'an and He Yanting stood in front of Jiang Zhiyu on the left and right.

Marquis Anle tightened his grip on the whip handle.

"Reporting to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Marquis, except for Miss Jiang, we have checked everything and found no poison." The guard of the Ministry of Justice knelt on one knee to report, and everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Zhiyu again.

Marquis Anle shook the whip, as if it was a warning, but also a threat.

"I was also afraid that you would misunderstand me," Jiang Zhiyu sighed, "After all, it's normal for a doctor to carry some medicine."

Anle Hou raised his lips, "So, Miss Jiang admitted it?"

Jiang Kang'an was about to speak, but was stopped by Jiang Zhiyu.

"I knew you only listened halfway."

In his ears, the words he said would automatically be equated with "Yes, I poisoned him."

Anle Hou: "..."

He swung the long whip, and the whip hit the ground heavily, making a loud noise, and looked at Jiang Zhiyu with cold eyes: "Miss Jiang, you won't tell me that the medicine you brought happened to be the poison that my son was poisoned with, right?"

Jiang Zhiyu sighed, untied the cat purse on his waist, stood on the table in front of Anle Hou, and began to take it out.

"This is arsenic, this is Crane Top Red, this is Hook Kiss, this is Leash, this is Fairy Fairy, this is Poppy..."

She said the names while placing the bottles on the table. In just three minutes, the table was full.

Anle Hou was so shocked that the whip in his hand almost fell to the ground.

The others had basically the same reaction as him. Everyone

's gaze was surprisingly consistent.

Look at Jiang Zhiyu who was placing the poison while reading the names - then look at the little cat purse in her hand - then look at the poison placed neatly on the table - and finally look back at Jiang Zhiyu who was still taking out the poison.

No, this thing is really good at pretending.

"This is blood drinking stone, this is bone-breaking sand..." Jiang Zhiyu paused, looking at the tabletop with not a single space between them, and said, "Please, move one more table, no, five tables over."

And? ? ?

Everyone looked at her in surprise, and even the suspicion in Anlehou's heart was shocked by this scene.

"Do you usually carry so many poisons when you go out?"

Even when you meet the emperor?

But her little cat purse is so small, how can it hold so many poisons?

Anlehou was full of doubts, but what he asked was what he cared least about.

Jiang Zhiyu nodded, "Yes," she looked at the coroner again, "I wonder what kind of poison Master Lu was poisoned with. Does the word 'coincidentally' contain that kind of poison?"

She imitated Anle Hou and emphasized the word 'coincidentally'.

The coroner swallowed his saliva and said, "Master Lu was poisoned with arsenic."

The first medicine Jiang Zhiyu mentioned was arsenic.

After recovering from the shock, Lu Yaozu licked his lips and said, "It seems that you are the only one who has poison on you. I don't care whether you usually carry so much or you planned it today. In short, you are the most suspicious."

He was ready for Jiang Zhiyu to refute, but Jiang Zhiyu said, "You have some truth in what you said." Then he put the things on the table back into the cat purse.

Lu Yaozu: "???"

He suspected that he had heard it wrong, and said in a surprised tone: "What did you say? You admit it?!"

"I just said that according to this logic, what you said has some truth," Jiang Zhiyu packed up and hung the cat purse around his waist again.