Chapter 585 Autopsy Results
The palace servant pursed her lips and said slowly: "At first, I didn't find anything strange."
"Until recently, the servant was always awakened by nightmares at night, talking in his sleep, and was a little dazed during the day. He was often in a daze and distracted. The servants were puzzled. Once, I asked one more question and was scolded by the servant."
"Later, the imperial physician came and said that you were too worried and prescribed some tranquilizers for me. I felt much better after taking them."
Di Ran asked casually: "When did this situation start?"
Palace attendant: "It seems...it seems that it was after Princess Mingxuan had a miscarriage."
Di Ran was startled for a moment, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eye color could not be seen clearly.
Lu Hanyang was a little surprised. He had heard about the miscarriage of Lady Mingxuan, but this matter was handled by the inner court and he was from the Dali Temple, so it was not convenient for him to interfere.
The death of Yan Shijun and the miscarriage of Mingxuan County Lady...
"Your Majesty?"
Lu Hanyang raised his eyes and looked at Di Ran beside him, wondering what she thought.
After all, Lady Mingxuan is her concubine, and Lord Yan is her admirer.
I heard that Yan Shijun went to see Lady Mingxuan not long before she had a miscarriage, and she had an unexpected miscarriage not long after that.
Although there was no evidence at the time, according to the palace attendant, the time she served the emperor was somewhat unusual.
It is thought-provoking whether Yan Shijun had any involvement in the miscarriage of Lady Mingxuan.
"Lord Lu, we are here to investigate the case of Lord Yan's suicide. There is no need to mention other irrelevant matters."
Di Ran's face was calm and his tone was cold and indifferent.
Hearing this, Lu Hanyang paused and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Since the parties involved are unwilling to delve into the matter further, he will not hold on to it.
Judging from Prince Beichen's attitude, he obviously doesn't care about County Lady Mingxuan, otherwise he wouldn't have known there were doubts about her miscarriage but still not asked about it.
But after all, he was her own flesh and blood, and it was too heartless to not even ask about him.
Lu Hanyang chuckled to himself and shook his head. Why was he thinking about these things?
The matter of Lady Mingxuan's miscarriage has been settled, and the truth is no longer important. Years of observing people's words and expressions have made him see clearly that people should not be too stubborn. Sometimes you should be flexible and don't take it too seriously.
As the saying goes, a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind; only by restraining one's edge can one survive.
To survive in this world, the best way is to keep yourself safe.
Afterwards, the two of them came to Qingyang Palace together, where Yan Chen's body was placed.
White mourning curtains had already been hung in the Qingyang Hall. Due to the tight schedule, there was no time to set up a mourning hall, so Yan Chen's body was just left in the hall.
Lu Hanyang immediately asked to check the corpse, but the palace servants wanted to stop them. After all, Yan Chen was His Majesty's servant, and how could the servant's body be touched by outsiders?
Di Ran's cold voice sounded: "Anyone who dares to obstruct the investigation is disobeying the imperial decree. I can arrest you for harboring the murderer."
When these words were spoken, the palace servants were so frightened that they fell to their knees.
"I dare not!"
Now no one can stop me.
Lu Hanyang nodded to Di Ran, took tools from his followers, and began to examine the body.
Didn't make Di Ran wait too long.
Soon, Lu Hanyang's suspicious voice came: "Prince, come and take a look."
Di Ran frowned and walked over.
Looking in the direction Lu Hanyang pointed, "Your Majesty, look here...does it look like a fingerprint?"
Di Ran looked intently, carefully identifying the marks on Yan Chen's neck, which looked a bit like fingerprints, as if he had been pinched by someone.
Although the white silk strangled the neck also left a red mark, the fingerprint was obviously deeper.
"Could it be that Yan Chen was strangled to death?"
Otherwise, how could a fingerprint be left behind?
(End of this chapter)
