Chapter 432 Two Choices
When Madam Min woke up the next day, only Wei Jia was by her side.
"Madam, you're awake?" Wei Jia rushed over to check on her, and seeing that she was alright, she helped her sit up.
“A-Jiu…”
Before Madam Min could speak, Wei Jia turned her head away with red eyes. Once she had calmed down, she turned back and said, "I can't let Ajiu die in vain. I've already had her body sent to the Crown Prince's residence."
Min Qiaoshi closed her eyes, her heart filled with pain and helplessness.
She clearly had a solution! No one had to die!
It was too late! Ah Jiu committed suicide first.
She calmed herself down before asking, "Really? I didn't see her last night."
Wei Jia hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's quite possible that he really went to the Crown Prince's residence."
She didn't see anyone all night. She didn't even show up when Ah Jiu committed suicide.
There's only one possibility: he's really not at home.
Where else could one go if not at home?
That must be the Crown Prince's residence.
"Ms. Min helped me change my clothes. We're going to the Crown Prince's residence to fetch Ajiu and Huanzhen back."
Min Qiao instructed, "And Jing Yuan, I want him to live well and return to Dayan with us."
Wei Jia looked at Madam Min Qiao in astonishment, "Madam, have you thought of a way to deal with the Crown Prince?"
Madam Min did not nod, but said calmly, "Give it a try."
Dressed impeccably, Lady Min Qiao skipped breakfast and boarded a carriage to head straight for the Crown Prince's residence.
I can't eat it.
Wei Jia and Lao Qiao went with her.
Meanwhile, in the Crown Prince's residence, Xia Linyuan had just finished his morning exercise, washed up, and was preparing to have breakfast when he heard a guard at the door report that a corpse had been sent from the Qiao residence.
Xia Linyuan frowned slightly, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. Was this a provocation?
"What corpse?"
The guard reported truthfully: "The person who came said that it was one of the three people His Highness requested to be chosen yesterday."
Xia Linyuan sneered, "You're not trying to fool me, are you? Bring the body in; I want to examine it myself."
"yes."
The guard obeyed and left, and soon returned with men carrying in a corpse covered with a white sheet on a wooden plank.
"Uncover the cloth."
The guards obeyed and unveiled the white cloth.
Xia Linyuan covered his mouth and nose as he stepped forward to check.
Look, isn't that the woman with crippled limbs?
He crouched down and carefully examined the corpse's wrists and ankles. Indeed, the tendons in his hands and feet were severed, but none of them were fresh injuries.
So it really is that disabled little girl named Ajiu from yesterday.
Xia Linyuan curled the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of disdain.
Yesterday, the master and servants embraced and wept bitterly, which seemed to show some affection between them, like sisters.
In the end, it was this disabled girl who died.
Oh!
As Xia Linyuan was thinking this, he heard the guard beside him say, "Your Highness, this girl looks like she committed suicide."
As he spoke, he pointed to the marks on Ah Jiu's neck.
Did he commit suicide? His hands and feet were both useless, how could he have committed suicide?
Xia Linyuan was somewhat skeptical.
However, regardless of the truth, Madam Min has already made a choice among the three. As for the little girl who came to his door last night seeking death, he will take pity on her and let her go.
He then ordered someone to bring Zhen Huan to us.
After Xia Linyuan exposed his assassination attempt, he was imprisoned in the woodshed in the backyard.
She really had no intention of escaping, and even asked the guards why they didn't send her directly to the Dali Temple prison.
The guard looked at her as if she were an idiot, then said, "This is His Highness the Crown Prince's order," before locking the door and leaving.
He actually slept in the woodshed for one night, originally expecting to be sent to the Dali Temple to keep Qiao Jingyuan company as soon as it was dawn.
However, the guards told her that she could leave.
"Can we go now?" he asked, genuinely puzzled. "Aren't you going to take me to the Dali Temple?"
"Why all this nonsense?" the guard said impatiently. "Come with me to see the Crown Prince, and then you can leave."
I really wanted to ask more, but seeing the guard's reluctant expression, I kept quiet.
Before long, they were indeed led to the front hall.
She had many questions in her mind, but the moment she stepped into the living room and saw Ajiu's body, she suddenly understood everything.
"No! This can't be! This can't be!..."
He frantically shook his head, denying the facts before him, and muttered under his breath, "It's impossible! The old lady would never let Ajiu die, and Sister Weijia would never agree to it!"
"How could Ajiu be dead? No, this isn't Ajiu! This can't be Ajiu!"
She suddenly sprinted to Ah Jiu's body, bent down to examine it, to verify...
But reality is cruel; the corpse before them was indeed Ajiu.
In an instant, Zhen Huan's eyes turned bloodshot, and a violent killing intent surged forth.
No sooner said than done, just as Xia Linyuan was scrutinizing Zhen Huan with a probing gaze, trying to confirm whether her feelings for A Jiu were genuine or just an act, Zhen Huan suddenly sprang up and rushed straight at him.
Before he could react, a small silver hairpin had already cut the skin on his neck.
Such speed! Such cruelty!
This is the real threat to his life!
Unfortunately, he was a bit too small, too weak, and lacked skill.
Xia Linyuan grabbed Zhen Huan's wrist, and Zhen Huan could no longer advance.
"Your Highness!!" Several guards rushed forward, drawing their swords to execute Zhen Huan on the spot. But Xia Linyuan stopped them with a single glance.
"You want to kill me?" Xia Linyuan gripped Zhen Huan's wrist with one hand and her neck with the other. With just a little force, he could easily snap Zhen Huan's neck.
She glared at Xia Linyuan with genuine hatred, "You're the one who killed A-Jiu!"
"Oh, what a deep sisterly bond!" Xia Linyuan's tone rarely carried a hint of teasing. "I said three choices. Why couldn't it be Madam Qinghe who chose to let her die?"
"Even if it was the old lady's decision, you forced her to it!" Zhen Huan said through gritted teeth. "Besides, the old lady would never have made such a decision!"
"I know the old lady best! Even if it means Sister Weijia's death, or my death, the old lady would never let Ajiu die!"
"If you're trying to sow discord, you've got the wrong idea!"
Xia Linyuan looked at Zhen Huan with great interest, "You trust Madam Qinghe that much?"
He actually gave Xia Linyuan a disdainful look, his face clearly saying "Isn't that obvious?", which made Xia Linyuan unconsciously increase the force in his hand.
Only when the person was truly having difficulty breathing and his face turned red did he fling him away.
Two guards rushed forward, one on each side, and placed their knives against Zhen Huan's neck.
Another guard quickly stepped forward, took out some medicine, and treated Xia Linyuan's neck wound.
Fortunately, the wound wasn't deep; it was just enough to pierce the skin.
Just then, someone came in to report: "Your Highness, Lady Qinghe requests an audience."
Xia Linyuan subconsciously looked at Zhen Huan and asked in a playful tone, "Do you think your old lady would let another maidservant by your side die in your place?"
"What do you want to do?" He looked at Xia Linyuan with genuine fear.
Xia Linyuan laughed, a wicked and arrogant laugh, "Yesterday's three-choice question has been answered. Today it's time for a two-choice question."
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