The third person was not really a person, but just a corpse.
An Yuan'er lifted the white cloth covering the corpse and said, "The death of the Sixth Prince from an arrow wound was not an accident, but a premeditated murder. The mastermind behind this plan is right here at the scene."
An Yuan'er's voice was strong and clear, and she pointed directly at Yi Chenxuan.
Yi Chenxuan retorted angrily, "You're spouting nonsense. Do you think you can frame me, the prince, based on a dead man? How dare you!"
It's no wonder Yi Chenxuan refused to admit it. While his misdeeds in the military camp and his ambition for quick success were dishonorable and jeopardized his position as crown prince, these weren't the most serious consequences. The most serious consequence was being branded as a fratricide, the repercussions of which would be unimaginable.
The Emperor said, "Everything requires evidence. The dead cannot speak, and there is no proof without evidence. I will not believe it."
An Yuan'er chuckled: "This dead man is the corpse of the assassin we captured that day. Didn't you hear? This assassin said that he was a death squad trained by the First Prince, and his mission this time was to assassinate the Sixth Prince."
What An Yuan'er said seemed somewhat supernatural.
Yi Chenxuan sneered, "An Yuan'er, you're not trying to say you have some special ability to hear the dead, are you? Stop embarrassing yourself. I know you have a personal grudge against me, but Father will never believe such a ridiculous thing."
Everyone looked bewildered, glancing at An Yuan'er and then at the corpse on the ground.
The corpses could talk, but they didn't hear them.
An Yuan'er clapped her hands, and Shuangshuang suddenly brought someone up.
An Yuan'er asked, "Does the First Prince know this person?"
Yi Chenxuan took a closer look: "This is my steward, Sun Fu. An Yuan'er, what does it have to do with this dead man that you kidnapped my steward? Stop trying to be mysterious, this won't work on me."
None of the people present understood An Yuan'er's actions.
But An Yuan'er's performance is only now beginning to be truly appreciated.
“Sun Fu is no ordinary steward of your First Prince’s residence; he is also one of the assassins trained by your First Prince!”
"What's the big deal? Do I need your permission to train a few assassins?"
An Yuan'er didn't answer, but instead had Shuangshuang strip Sun Fu's clothes off on the spot, and also took off the corpse's clothes.
An Yuan'er said, "Look carefully, the dead are talking."
Everyone looked at the two naked men and didn't think much of it at first, until An Yuan'er pointed it out: "Look at the details, the bodies of the men."
"The Crown Prince's mother was originally from the Xinjiang region, and the Xinjiang people are most skilled at training assassins. However, the assassins trained by the Xinjiang people have some characteristics that ordinary people don't possess. The hair of the Xinjiang people is mostly dark and coarse, much thicker than that of normal people. Moreover, the Xinjiang assassins are all left-handed, and they all have a brand on their left shoulder."
“Sun Fu and the corpse both had coarse black hair. Their left hands were covered in thick calluses, proving that they were left-handed and usually used their left hands to use weapons. The brand was in the same spot on both the corpse and the body.”
One or two similar features could be considered a coincidence, but in the current situation, there are too many similarities.
Yi Chenxuan still struggled to hold on: "Father, this proves nothing. This corpse really is not one of my people."
With a loud "smack," Yi Chenxuan was slapped hard across the face by the Emperor and fell to the ground.
The Emperor said in a deep voice, "I am not so confused as to think that you can hide the things you have done from my eyes."
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