kvmb Chapter 854 Make Way!
Chapter 854 Make Way!
No one expected that the case would suddenly become complicated.
What was originally an old case that couldn't be solved due to a lack of conclusive evidence turned out to be a secret, with such hidden details revealed after the discovery of suspicious points about poisoning.
This suddenly makes sense why Wang Jing, an ordinary bodyguard, would be poisoned by such a strange poison.
If it weren't for the fact that we happened to meet Wen Qingqing, an expert, and if Lu Yangyang had been the only one to look at it, Lu Yangyang would at most know what the poison was related to, but she wouldn't have been able to figure out the antidote or the origin of the poison.
Naturally, they would miss such crucial information.
“This person’s identity is most likely questionable, Lord Ying. I’ll have to trouble you to investigate him again,” Lu Yangyang said hurriedly.
Ying Xun nodded with lingering fear: "Don't worry, I'll send people to investigate again and find out all the suspicious points about this person's identity. If there's really a problem with this person's identity, then there might also be a problem with Miss Yulan's death back then."
Originally, he just didn't want a perfectly good person to die innocently. There were suspects, but the truth couldn't be found. He never expected that there was a deeper secret hidden in this.
Ying Xun then looked at Wen Qingqing: "I will have to trouble Miss Wen to do her best to revive this person."
Wen Qingqing immediately agreed: "Don't worry, with me here, I guarantee he'll wake up."
Ying Xun thanked him again before putting away the case file and leaving in a hurry.
Wen Qingqing looked at Lu Yangyang and saw that her expression was serious. She couldn't help but ask, "Do you suspect that this person's identity is unusual?"
"I have a feeling that this person is hiding a huge secret," Lu Yangyang said thoughtfully.
Wen Qingqing's eyes widened: "?"
Lu Yangyang patted her shoulder: "It's up to you now. I'll go back to my second brother and have him send someone to keep an eye on this person. We absolutely cannot let him die."
"With me here, you won't die!" Wen Qingqing was confident in this.
Lu Yangyang ran off in a flurry of activity.
Wen Qingqing shook her head: "A bunch of exam-obsessed people!"
Resigned, she walked to the bedside, took out silver needles from her bag, and quickly inserted them.
...
In the following days, Lu Yangyang and the others were extremely busy.
Her female clinic had not yet opened.
The Ninth Princess's wound has healed well; the stitches have just been removed.
The Fourth Princess's residence, just across the street, has been prepared and people are starting to move things inside.
Wen Qingqing finally managed to revive the man whose face was completely disfigured, but he was still in a daze and his consciousness was unclear.
Ying Xun personally visited the people who had met Wang Jing before, recorded the differences between Wang Jing before and after, and the things that happened before Yu Lan died.
On the night of September 29th, Beijing experienced a very rare and torrential downpour.
The next day, the last morning of September, the sky was still overcast.
The clouds looked like a monster that could devour people.
As the city gates opened as usual, the guards rubbed their sore eyes. In the misty distance, accompanied by the sudden cool breeze from the previous night, it seemed as if ribbons were slowly floating.
The guard shuddered, sternly reprimanded the people queuing to enter the city, and muttered irritably, "Are you seeing things?"
However, upon closer inspection, the ribbons did not seem to have disappeared; instead, they became clearer. He could vaguely make out that they were not ribbons at all, but rather resembled white banners held during funeral processions.
"You must have seen a ghost this early in the morning!" The guard's eyes widened, and he quickly turned to his colleague opposite him, only to find that his colleague was also staring blankly into the distance.
"Coffins, coffins, so many coffins!" Someone in the queue shouted, and everyone instinctively turned to look. As the mist slowly dissipated, they could clearly see a long funeral procession slowly approaching from afar, carrying countless coffins, heading towards the city gate.
"Whose funeral is this, with so many coffins?"
"Could it be that ghostly soldiers are using this route?" someone asked, rubbing his arms and speaking in a trembling voice.
"But shut up!"
The crowd whispered amongst themselves, all filled with fear.
Seeing the procession getting closer and closer to the city gate, the guard hurriedly shouted, "Quickly, go and report to the lord!"
The Imperial City Guard is responsible for guarding the city gates and ensuring the safety of the capital region. The commander-in-chief of the Imperial City Guard is none other than Shen Kuo, the third master of the Shen family and the brother of Consort Yu.
Upon receiving the news, Shen Kuo hurriedly led a group of people to the city gate. At this moment, the long funeral procession, which stretched from afar to near, finally broke through the fog and revealed its true form.
The crowd gathered at the city gate was dispersed, and Shen Kuo led his men to block the funeral procession near the city gate.
However, upon seeing the leader, Shen Kuo's voice, which was about to utter a rebuke, abruptly stopped.
Shen Kuo stared in disbelief at the former Crown Prince, now the deposed Crown Prince Zong Que, dressed in plain white robes, standing right in front of him.
If it weren't for the last shred of nerves keeping him alert and reminding him that this was real, he would have even entertained the absurd speculation that his subordinate had made when reporting earlier: could it really be a ghost or something that was just his eyes playing tricks on him?
The deposed crown prince, who had been the subject of much whispered discussion throughout the court, has returned. He has truly returned, or rather, he has walked back.
The shock and stimulation left him speechless for a moment; his body instinctively bowed down before his mind could process it.
"Your Highness, this humble subject greets Your Highness!"
The sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet, cold morning, so clear that the crowds who had come to see what was going on heard it all.
Someone shouted,
"The Crown Prince has returned to the capital!"
After a brief moment of confusion, the people seemed to snap out of it all, and without regard for anything else, they knelt down and shouted.
"The Crown Prince is returning to the capital! The Crown Prince is returning to the capital!"
"Long live the Crown Prince!"
"Long live the Crown Prince!"
The shouts resounded throughout the city gate in an instant, and the people who heard the voices spontaneously made way and knelt on both sides, shouting their prayers.
Shen Kuo finally regained consciousness, and cold sweat dripped down his face.
"Lord Shen, I am bringing back to the capital the remains of the Duke of Rong, who died unjustly in Chenzhou, and his soldiers to seek justice." Zong Que held a blank memorial tablet and said calmly, "Make way!"