Chapter 68 Whose Little Husband
However, Ye Qingyu quickly recovered. Qing Yi possessed the ability to be immune to all poisons, so the poisoned roast chicken probably couldn't harm him. Even so, Ye Qingyu still felt uneasy. After all, being immune to all poisons didn't mean he could resist every poison in the world. Looking at the two men bleeding from all seven orifices, it was clear they had been poisoned. So, where was Qing Yi now?
"Who sent this wine and chicken?" Ye Qingyu asked coldly.
There was a dead silence in the cell. Everyone was silent and no one dared to answer.
At this moment, Qingqing on the side spoke timidly: "Master, it's the jailer, it must be him!" Then, Qingqing told him everything about how she came to visit the prison, how Qingyi despised her for coming empty-handed, and then how she took out silver and gave it to the jailer, asking him to go to the tavern to buy some food and good wine to send to the prison.
"Young Prince, please spare me! Your Excellency, please spare me!" The jailer was already terrified. He was already worried that his secret collection of money would be discovered, and now the food was found to be poisonous. Not only had two lives been lost, but the young man must have eaten it as well, and he was afraid that he would be in great danger. Thinking of this, he was so scared that he kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Did you poison him?" Ye Qingyu asked.
"No, young prince, please spare my life. How dare I poison you!" The jailer kowtowed desperately, and blood flowed from his forehead.
"Then where did you buy the food?" Ye Qingyu continued to ask.
"Yes... yes..." The jailer finally woke up from his dream and remembered the key point of the matter.
He had originally accepted the small amount of silver, intending to buy some food and wine for Qing Yi, who was imprisoned in the prison. In the prison, such things were not uncommon. He only needed to spend a small amount of money to buy some food and wine, and the rest would all go into his own pocket.
But before he could leave, a man came to his door with a food box and said that a girl asked him to pass it to the "murderer" in prison.
The jailer was puzzled at the time. Didn't the girl just give him some money to prepare food? Why did she send someone to deliver it again? But then he thought, maybe she was worried that he didn't prepare it well and felt sorry for her little husband, so she sent someone to deliver it again.
The jailer accepted a small amount of silver and was naturally happy to help with such a small matter. He took the food box from the man and handed it to Qing Yi in the prison, and told him that it was sent by the girl who had just come to visit him.
The jailer dared not hide anything at this point and recounted the entire incident in detail. Finally, he said tremblingly, "The roast chicken and wine were indeed sent by this girl to her young husband."
"Huh?" He almost jumped in shock. What did the jailer just say? Whose little husband? Oh, this misunderstanding is huge!
"Hmm?" Ye Qingyu was also slightly startled. Little husband? Was he referring to Qing Yi?
The jailer was so focused on dismissing the suspicion of poisoning that he didn't realize he'd said anything wrong. But as soon as he said it, he felt a chill run down his face. He saw the Little Prince of the Northwest staring coldly at him, and he shuddered with fear.
When the others heard this, they were so frightened that their legs went weak. Except for Ye Qingyu and Qingqing, no one present knew that the young man they were imprisoned had the ability to be immune to all poisons. They looked at the chicken bones scattered on the ground, and they all believed that the young man must have eaten the poisoned roast chicken and died of poisoning, and his body was dragged away.
Everyone present could see that the Northwest Prince was extremely concerned about this imprisoned young man. If even the body could not be found, the Prince would probably be furious!
After listening to the jailer's story, Ye Qingyu's face darkened, but he remained silent. He simply stepped out of the cell and into the courtyard. Just then, Qingfeng hurried over and whispered something in his ear. In an instant, Ye Qingyu's expression changed.
"Zhang Dexing, do you have anything to say to me?" Ye Qingyu's voice was filled with anger.
"Ah, young prince, your humble servant...your humble servant..." Lord Zhang was so frightened that he stammered for a long time but didn't know how to start.
"Master Zhang, why don't you just tell us everything you know! Do you have to wait until we get to the Dali Temple?" the Dali Temple's advisor shouted. He was thinking, after returning, he would have to discuss with Master Lu how to quickly deal with Zhang Dexing, who was more trouble than help. He dared to conceal anything from his master, which was simply courting his own death. If this matter wasn't handled properly, Master Lu would probably be punished as well.
"I... I'll tell you..." Seeing this, Lord Zhang knew he had no way out. He hadn't wanted to mention Xue An, but now it seemed he had no choice but to speak up.
"Xue An!" Ye Qingyu understood.
Afterwards, Ye Qingyu, along with Qingfeng and Qingqing, left the capital government office and returned to the palace. This matter unexpectedly involved the Queen's mother's family. Was it Uncle Xue who was behind this, or was Xue An seeking revenge for what happened last time? It seemed this matter needed to be carefully considered.
When Lord Zhang saw that the little prince of the Northwest had finally left, he felt relieved and slumped down in his chair. He was unable to calm down the fear in his heart for a long time and was really scared.
Seeing him like this, the Dali Temple's legal advisor snorted coldly, thinking to himself, "Zhang Dexing's good days are over. I've heard he spends his days drinking and having fun. He has no other skills but to keep beautiful women, with over ten wives and concubines. What's the point of keeping such a mediocre person around?"
Northwest Palace
"Master!" Qingfeng reported everything he had investigated to Ye Qingyu in detail.
It turned out that Qingfeng arranged for the secret guards to conduct an investigation according to the instructions of the young prince, and the results confirmed that Xue An was indeed involved in this matter.
"Was Master Qingyi taken away by Xue An?" she asked worriedly.
"If Qing Yi was taken away by Xue An, I would not be so worried!" Ye Qingyu sighed lightly, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air all night, finally eased a little.
"Ah? Why is that?" Qingqing asked doubtfully. Xue An obviously wanted Master Qingyi's life, so why wasn't the master worried?
"Qing Yi's ability is more than enough to deal with that idiot!" Ye Qingyu rarely belittles others on weekdays, but at this moment, perhaps he was really disgusted with Xue An and said such words.
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