Madam Han felt a pain in her heart. She put down the cup in her hand and looked over. There was a cold light in her upturned phoenix eyes: "What do you mean?"

Could it be that she couldn't even see through this simple provocation?

Aunt Su quickly restrained her smile, and looked at Madam Han who seemed to be hesitant to speak for several times, and then she sighed: "I also have a daughter. Shan'er has suffered a lot recently, and I am also heartbroken..."

She glanced at Madam Han's expression, then said slowly: "There are some things that the master doesn't allow me to say too much, but as a mother, how can I bear it--"

"Just say what you want to say!" Mrs. Han stared at her coldly. This guy's little tricks were not enough in front of her.

Aunt Su gritted her teeth and said, "Actually... I want to see my cousin..."

She swallowed the word "corpse" and continued, "It's not difficult!"

"Can you let me see Yunlan?" Mrs. Han immediately stood up and asked while leaning on the table.

Since she came here, she has begged her brother several times, but her brother only knows how to fool her! After so many days in Beijing, she has not even seen Yunlan!

"Auntie, let alone the fact that the master is the prime minister, even if we are an ordinary family, the government has no reason to withhold the victim's body and prevent his relatives from seeing it..."

Mrs. Han's mind went blank, and she asked tremblingly, "What did you say?"

Could it be that her brother and mother had deceived her?

"If you don't believe it, just submit a letter to the government office now and see if you can see him!" Aunt Su said confidently.

Mrs. Han looked at Aunt Su who was confident in her decision and gradually came to her senses from her shock, with doubts forming in her heart.

If she could really meet Yunlan by submitting a letter and making some arrangements, why did her mother and brother keep it a secret from her?

"Okay..." Madam Han responded in a hoarse voice, and said with a hard heart: "If it doesn't work..."

"Aunt, I'm just worried about you, so I'm talking too much." Aunt Su quickly added, "If you don't want to try, forget it."

Madam Han was almost amused by her words of shirking responsibility, and said to her sarcastically, "Worry about me? If you have the time to worry about me, you might as well take care of yourself and wait for the new mistress to come in!"

Aunt Su felt as if she was struck by lightning and her head was buzzing with fear.

New mistress? What new mistress? Why didn't she hear any news about it?

When Mrs. Han went out of the door and was blown by the warm wind, she turned around and told the maid beside her to prepare a letter to be delivered to the Dali Temple. Unexpectedly, she received a reply the next day.

Naturally, the Prime Minister's Mansion would not restrict her actions, so Mrs. Han immediately ordered someone to drive the carriage out and head straight to the Dali Temple.

She hurried along holding the visiting card, shedding tears all the way in the carriage, and felt a pain somewhere in her chest.

Her daughter died, but her brother and mother teamed up to deceive her and refused to let her even look at her daughter's body...

Naturally, the Dali Temple would treat visitors from the Prime Minister's Mansion with courtesy, and Mrs. Han had a smooth journey until she reached the ice cellar where the bodies were kept, where she was stopped by the Jinwu Guards who were stationed there.

The Jinwu Guard only checked her identity and let her in, warning her, "The body has been sealed for many days and is very easy to be damaged. Madam, please do not touch it."

Mrs. Han was in a trance and had to rely on the help of the maid beside her before she staggered to Han Yunlan's side.

Her daughter was lying in an ice coffin, covered only with a simple white cloth. Her body was frozen into a ball under the cloth, and a corner of her internal organs was exposed naked from under the cut skin.

"You... are treating her like this..."

Mrs. Han was shaking with anger, her eyes were empty and without tears.

How much harm did her daughter suffer to become like this...

"Yunlan, be good, let's go home..." Mrs. Han rushed over like crazy, hugged Han Yunlan and tried to drag her out.

"Madam!" The Jinwu Guards who followed hurriedly stopped her: "The case has not been fully investigated yet, and the body cannot be brought back for the time being..."

Madam Han was so angry that she waved her hand and slapped him: "I am taking my own daughter home! Why can't you allow me to do that?"

The Jinwu Guard was slapped for no reason, and he was furious. He was no longer polite when he spoke: "Miss Han's case is related to the assassination of the emperor! If Madam takes the body back without permission, it is equivalent to interfering with the investigation! It is suspected of assassinating the emperor!"

"Madam!" The old woman desperately pulled her, "Let's go back first! We'll talk about it when we get back! The old lady won't ignore it!"

Who can bear the accusation of "assassinating the king"?

Mrs. Han felt dizzy and was almost dragged back to the mansion by the old woman. As soon as she got off the carriage, she stumbled towards Fushou Hall.

In Fushou Hall, Old Madam Hua and Prime Minister Hua were talking. Suddenly, they saw her rushing in like crazy, and they understood what was going on.

After arriving in the capital, Old Madam Hua and Prime Minister Hua went to see Han Yunlan. The child was pitiful, and her body was so badly mutilated that even she and Prime Minister Hua couldn't bear to see it, let alone her mother.

Ever since Madam Han came, she had been discussing with Prime Minister Hua about the time to let Madam Han see the body. She originally thought it would be best to wait until the case was over, and then have someone clean up the body before letting Madam Han see it.

At least it would make her feel better.

But now I’m afraid I can’t hide it anymore.

"Mother, brother, please take Yunlan back home..." Mrs. Han threw herself at Old Lady Hua's feet and cried.