The coroner was examining the body inside. After all, he was a prince of a country. The room was cleared out, and Shen Tangning did not go in.
Standing beside her was Jiang Zhijing, whose eyes were still red, but she stopped crying.
Shen Tangning glanced at her and gently pursed her lips: "The autopsy is also to find out the cause of the Second Prince's death more quickly. Princess, you don't need to be too sad."
Jiang Zhijing forced a smile: "It's nothing, I just hope that my brother can rest in peace soon." She paused, "I have already written to inform Father about this matter. I wonder how sad he will be if he finds out."
Strangely, perhaps because of her suspicions, Shen Tangning looked at her expression and saw that she was clearly sad, but her tone was almost calm, even cold.
But if she really did this, wouldn't her act of writing a letter to the Emperor of Qi be a blatant provocation?
She lowered her brows, then remained silent, awaiting the outcome.
Jiang Zhijing looked at her and said timidly, "I had heard of Miss Shen's great name before I came here."
Shen Tangning's mind raced: "Oh?"
“The sisters swapped marriages, and Miss Shen married a playboy. Despite being in adversity, she lives a very successful life. It’s truly admirable.” There was a hint of envy in her eyes. “It’s obvious that Miss Shen is someone who doesn’t believe in fate.”
Shen Tangning paused slightly, then smiled: "I really don't believe in that. Rather than believing in some vague concept of fate, I'd rather believe in myself."
Jiang Zhijing blinked and said slowly, "That's good."
She didn't say anything more, and the corridor fell silent for a moment.
...
Inside the room, the coroner was examining the body, frowning in thought: "There are indeed signs of poisoning, but it is still uncertain whether it was internal poisoning or external poisoning."
He examined the body briefly and concluded that "there were no obvious injuries on the surface of the body, and I suspect that the person died by poisoning."
He placed the silver needle into the deceased's mouth, waited a moment, and then removed the needle, but it did not turn black.
Liu frowned again: "What does this mean?"
Chi Yan pondered for a moment before speaking, "The effect of silver needles is limited; some poisons simply cannot be detected."
The coroner nodded, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "I have another idea. Take a glutinous rice ball and stuff it into the deceased's throat, then seal the mouth, nose, ears, perineum, etc., and leave it for an hour before taking it out. If there is poison in the body, the glutinous rice ball will pick up the smell or change color."
Liu Yi pondered for a moment and nodded: "Let's do it this way. I'll have someone fetch it."
Since the body cannot be disturbed, wasting some time is unavoidable.
While the autopsy was being performed, Chi Yan carefully inspected the room and found some powder scattered in a corner.
He squatted down and rubbed it to confirm that it was lime powder that had fallen off the wall. Just as he was about to get up, he caught a glimpse of a small hole in the wall out of the corner of his eye. It would be hard to notice unless you looked closely.
He touched it, a hint of suspicion flashing in his eyes:
Is this...worm damage?
Chi Yan's eyes flickered slightly as he moved to another wall and found the same small hole in a similar location. A thoughtful look crossed his eyes.
...
An hour later, the autopsy results came out.
There was no poison inside the body; the deceased was poisoned from outside the body. Strangely, no obvious injuries were found on the body surface.
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With the sun past midday, Chi Yan left the post station for the imperial prison. He still had to follow up on the case of the assassination attempt on the emperor. The assassin had been apprehended on the spot and was now imprisoned in the imperial prison.
Shen Tangning originally intended to return to her residence, but Jiang Zhijing earnestly asked her to stay: "I'm still a little scared, Miss Shen, could you stay and talk to me for a while longer?"
After consulting with Liu Yifu, Shen Tangning agreed to her request.
She sat with Jiang Zhijing in the room: "What would the princess like to talk about?"
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