"Where did those things come from?"

After the emperor asked the question, he heard a servant reply: "Your Majesty, this poison is from the palace."

At this time, the emperor could no longer believe that Concubine Jing was innocent. It was Miss Yun who poured the wine herself. But why, when the two of them were drinking, only Miss Yun got into trouble, while Concubine Jing was not hurt at all?

This is actually a very strange opinion.

Concubine Jing, is she innocent?

Seeing the emperor hesitate, Lin Shihan was startled, and her face became even paler. Out of her self-preservation instinct, she had already used all the cunning tricks she could use in her life.

"Your Majesty, I don't know where this medicine came from. Sister Yun brought the wine herself. Moreover, since there is no poison in the wine, and the substances in the wine that can cause coma cannot have caused Sister Yun to die. So, how did Sister Yun die? What is the hidden story? I only hope that Your Majesty can understand clearly."

Cases in the harem are never single. There are doubts in this case, but that does not clear Lin Shihan of suspicion.

The emperor glanced at Lin Shihan with his deep eyes. He knew that if these women in the harem became ruthless, they would kill people without blinking an eye.

Lin Shihan, she may not be innocent.

However, this case is of great importance, and as an emperor, he will not draw a conclusion lightly.

"Come here, call the coroner."

The emperor moved his body and left the pitiful woman kneeling in front of him behind him.

Although he did not convict Lin Shihan, his attitude changed from defending her at the beginning to doubting her now.

Those people saw this change in attitude, so they knew what the emperor was thinking.

Everyone stood there, watching Lin Shihan kneeling there, helpless and sad. No one stepped forward to say a word for Lin Shihan.

Those concubines who usually fawned over Lin Shihan were now trying to avoid her, fearing that she would drag them down.

The fickleness of human nature could not be more desolate than at this time.

Lin Shihan knelt there sadly, her beautiful eyes deep in thought. She didn't know why things had turned out like this.

Obviously, the emperor should have comforted her at this moment, how could it turn out like this?

Who is it, who is behind this?

However, Lin Shihan knew that no matter how many grievances he had, he could not tell them at the moment. He was now a lamb to be slaughtered.

The emperor could pamper her unlimitedly if he wanted to, but once he got tired of her, he would not hesitate to push himself into the abyss.

He wouldn't even look at it.

This is what is called cold.

While Lin Shihan was performing the autopsy, her thoughts were wandering. She thought of her home and the days she had spent with Prince Jing.

At that time, they were still young, at the age of innocence and romance. They did not need to compromise themselves for the honor of their family, nor did they need to fight for power.

At that time, she smiled so innocently, and her Ah Xun would not be so indifferent. However, everything no longer existed when she stepped into the palace.

She had a hard time surviving in this palace. She was surrounded by hypocritical faces. She put on a mask and was completely separated from her beautiful and innocent self.

Tears welled up in Lin Shihan's eyes, flowing down like pearls. This time, she didn't want to endure it any longer.

Anyway, no one would feel sorry for her. Even Ah Xun already had another woman and treated her like a treasure and took good care of her.

Is her life a joke?

Lin Shihan waited for a long time. During the quarter of an hour when the coroner performed the autopsy, she felt as if every second seemed like a year.

No matter what the result is, she will clearly see that she is nothing more than an insignificant existence in this palace and in the eyes of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, the deceased did not die of poisoning. She had wounds on her body and signs of fighting before her death."

When everyone heard this, their faces changed even more. Why was this case becoming more and more difficult to investigate? How did it suddenly involve so many things?

"Also, there were some powder and clothing scraps on the deceased's hands. I think that if we can conduct a test on these, we can identify the murderer."

The emperor frowned, his eyes deep: "Accurate."

Just one word made everyone's eyes widen. The truth was about to be revealed.

The deceased Miss Yun had some debris on her hands, which she got when she was arguing with someone.

At this time, they checked the debris on the deceased's body and then identified the murderer. This idea was correct.

However, Lin Shihan's suspicious eyes moved around the corpse. Why did she feel that what happened today was so weird?

Lady Yun rarely interacted with people in the palace. How could she have an argument with someone? Moreover, why did she have a bad feeling that this incident was a premeditated case against her?

Facts proved that Lin Shihan's guess was correct. When the imperial physician compared the debris on the deceased's hands, she heard it clearly.

"The crumbs on the deceased's hand are neon pink, which belongs to the palace."

This neon powder is a kind of rouge. Because it was a tribute from Western Shu, it has a bright color and is extremely precious.

However, the emperor privately thought that several important ladies in the palace were too old and not suitable for this kind of rouge. Only Concubine Jing, whose face was always snow-white, could match the snow-white color of this rouge.

Therefore, what the imperial physician did not say just now meant that this rouge is only available in the imperial palace, and only belongs to Concubine Jing. No one else has it.

At this point, it can be concluded that Concubine Jing is indeed a suspect.

The emperor's face suddenly darkened as he looked at this woman whom he usually doted on.

"Princess Jing, what exactly is going on? I will give you a chance to explain."

He gave her this opportunity.

Now that the evidence is conclusive, he is already generous in giving Lin Shihan a chance to defend herself. He can only wait and see whether Lin Shihan can seize this opportunity and clear her name.

"Your Majesty, I don't know how this neon powder ended up in Sister Yun's hand, but I think that Sister Yun and I often joke around, so maybe I accidentally dropped the rouge on her hand."

This explanation can be said to be very far-fetched. Considering who the emperor is, such an excuse is too plain and he does not believe it.

With a cold expression, he looked at Lin Shihan again with caution.

"Jing Fei, this is what you want to say. Come, take Jing Fei to jail and wait for your punishment."