Chapter 284 Unexpectedly, Zhou Zheng was walking in front.
Li Jin and Jin Shu stood in the courtyard of Yun Ning Palace for almost half an hour before Song Zhen finally emerged from the inner room with a heavy expression.
He glanced at the two people in front of the wintersweet tree, looked back, pondered for a long time, and then sighed.
"The poison has entered the internal organs..." After saying that, he glanced at Li Jin and shook his head.
Li Jin had anticipated this outcome.
He looked at Song Zhen, still standing with his hands behind his back, and tried to speak several times, but in the end he said nothing.
Life and death are preordained, and even he had to accept this natural law.
“But I can try.” Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Song Zhen frowned and said, “Perhaps the outcome cannot be reversed, but at least it can make Consort Xiao feel more comfortable.”
Jin Shu peeked at Jin Rong from the side, and seeing him sitting upright at the table, she felt a tightness in her chest, not knowing how to tell him about Consort Xiao.
I don't know how to tell him what his father and mother went through to save his life.
Jin Shu was worried that those complicated grudges and grievances would prematurely plant the seeds of hatred in a child's heart.
There are concerns that he might instigate a new round of bloodshed and get involved in the next battle for the throne in the near future.
But she had no right to stop it from happening. He was, after all, of royal blood, and from birth, he was destined for a certain unchangeable fate.
“The children of the Li family are not as simple as you think,” Li Jin said calmly, following Jin Shu’s gaze.
He glanced at Jin Rong's back, which resembled Li Mu's, and smiled slightly: "Two years ago, the Li family was already powerful enough to possess a force even stronger than luck or destiny."
He turned his head and looked at Jin Shu meaningfully: "The power of the human heart."
After that, another heavy snow fell in the capital, and before we knew it, it was the Lantern Festival.
Taking advantage of the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven and ancestors, Li Yi personally renamed Jin Rong as Li Rong, included him in the imperial genealogy, and made him the first grandson of the Great Wei.
The boy who was placed next to Song Zhen at that time naturally became the Crown Prince's study companion.
"This is the only way I can repay the Song family." Song Zhen, who had already succeeded to the position of Prime Minister, looked at the boy's figure and seemed to see his father's face through him.
The eldest son of the Song family who died in his place back then seemed to be by his son's side, accompanying him step by step as he ascended the altar to offer sacrifices to Heaven.
Li Jin looked towards the Temple of Heaven and said calmly, "What goes around comes around."
In his gaze, beside Li Rong, there seemed to be a smiling figure of Li Mu.
Unlike Li Jin, who was busy with the festival, Jin Shu was clearly overwhelmed these past few days.
"While determining the time of death, we can also determine whether the murderer moved the body after death based on the condition of the rigor mortis, the distribution of livor mortis, and some obviously unusual features."
The three apprentices that Li Jin sent were not only not stupid, but were surprisingly excellent in some aspects.
The only girl among them was actually the personal maid of the Lin family's young lady who was killed by Fan Yin.
When she spoke eloquently, listing all the noble ladies who were at odds with Miss Lin, Li Jin and Jin Shu noticed her extraordinary memory.
No one expected that he would be able to put his skills to use in the coroner's office of the Six Doors six months later.
"Do not use the body temperature of a corpse to determine the time of death. In addition to the rigor mortis I have already mentioned, there is a special case called cadaveric convulsions. You must always pay attention to this situation when handling cases."
Jin Shu was even more familiar with the young boy sitting in the center.
That day in Shengzhou, Jin Shu gave him one tael of silver to inquire whether Li Jin had been attacked by assassins.
Unexpectedly, this young man, not yet twenty years old, found his direction in life after that, took off his yamen runner's robe, and went to the Six Doors alone.
"The changes in livor mortis, the location where rigor mortis first appears, the time it takes to subside, and the degree of opacity in the pupils and cornea, in the absence of other environmental factors, are still the top priority methods for comprehensively determining the time of death."
As for the last person, Jin Shu really didn't expect it.
She frowned, raised the completed "Examination Record" in her hand, and smacked it on the head of the drowsy person.
"Lord Fan, if the charcoal fire in the room is too hot, I will take it out."
Startled awake, Fandi looked at Jin Shu, who had a slightly displeased expression, gave an awkward smile, and quickly sat up straight: "No, no, no, the temperature is just right, just right."
Jin Shu raised an eyebrow and deliberately smiled: "If you think the theory is too boring, there are hundreds of skeletons unearthed in the Crown Prince's case next door, and they haven't even had time to examine them yet. Why don't we just do a practical exercise?"
Upon hearing this, Vandi clicked his tongue and scratched his head: "Why is Mr. Jin becoming more and more like a prince?" He wore a mournful face, "So cunning! So sharp-tongued!"
Jin Shu paused, stunned.
Then Vandi chuckled and said, "They look like a married couple!"
When Li Jin returned from the sacrificial ceremony, she lifted the curtain and saw the booklet in Jin Shu's hand. She hit Fan Di on the head again: "What do you mean by 'couple's resemblance'? Don't talk nonsense."
He said it, but the words remained in his heart.
As night fell, Jin Shu looked at herself in the bronze mirror and made several movements in a row.
A cold laugh, one eyebrow higher than the other, a faint smile playing on her lips, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons...
"Just kidding, how could we possibly look like a married couple?" She put down the bronze mirror, and the moment it landed on the desk, it reflected a figure on the roof beam, startling Jin Shu so much that she jumped up.
She frowned, leaned against the corner of the wall, and looked at Li Jin sitting there reading a book, feeling a chill run down her spine.
"When did Your Highness become a thief?"
Seeing that she had grouped herself with a petty thief, Li Jin slowly closed the book and floated lightly to the ground.
"My Six Doors, it wouldn't be surprising if I were anywhere." He chuckled, took two steps forward, and cornered her against the wall.
Li Jin leaned forward, a half-smile on his face: "But Shu'er, it's not a bad thing that we look like husband and wife."
"How can it not be a bad thing?" she clicked her tongue. "Looking like a man, no matter how you look at it..."
Upon hearing this, Li Jin raised an eyebrow: "It's safe no matter how you look at it."
"Huh?" Clearly, Jin Shu hadn't followed his train of thought, and her face contorted in a question mark.
Li Jin chuckled and took a small step back. "It was my birthday a few days ago, and I was too busy to go." He said softly, "I have some free time today, so I'll take you to see the lanterns."
He laughed and said, "I'll take you to see how Lord Zhou gets married."
Zhou Zheng, whom Jin Shu always considered a straight-laced, tough guy, had been recuperating at home since taking a sword wound to the shoulder before the Lunar New Year and hadn't appeared for a while.
I never imagined that when we met again, it would be at the stage where I would be winning the heart of my beloved.
Even more coincidentally, as Li Jin walked through the lantern festival, he spotted Yun Fei and Li Qian at a glance.
He held a menacing door god lantern, his eyebrows furrowed, and stood directly in front of the two people.
Li Qian's lips twitched twice, she coughed awkwardly, and avoided eye contact: "Brother, your lantern is quite unique..."
No sooner had she spoken than she saw Jin Shu, who was following behind Li Jin, lean out halfway, holding a lantern shaped like a gold ingot with the Five Gods of Wealth painted on it, which looked particularly eerie.
Li Qian was stunned. Her mouth opened and closed for a long time before she gave a thumbs up and sincerely praised, "You two are a perfect match."
"A perfectly good Lantern Festival has been turned into a Ghost Festival."
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