The legitimate daughter returns, and the princess goes crazy

No wonder there was no news from the palace all day today.

It seems that the emperor rang the death knell in order to summon all the ministers and find a decent excuse for the prince's death before announcing it to the world.

Mu Yan frowned, feeling that what happened was a little unbelievable.

Mo Yanli is the queen's legitimate son and has been trained as the crown prince since childhood. So no matter how much he dotes on Wang Peiru, Mu Yan doesn't believe that he would die for a concubine.

If it is said that the prince committed suicide because he was afraid of being deposed, that is impossible.

Because there are only rumors in the court that the emperor wants to depose the prince, and there is no real decree, which means that the matter has not been settled, so everything can still turn around. If he commits suicide at this time, he will automatically withdraw from this game, which is not the character of the prince.

After much thought, she felt that there was no reason for the prince to commit suicide.

The wind is very strong tonight, the leaves outside the house are rustling, and there seems to be a roar of unwilling resentment in the wind.

Mu Yan got up to close the window and suddenly found a shadow cast under the tree. She immediately picked up the dagger beside her and looked out the window vigilantly.

The next second, a tall man appeared in front of her.

The man was wearing a dark black robe that blended into the night, and his black pupils were as bright as obsidian in the night.

She took advantage of the faint moonlight to see the appearance of the person who came. Her tense heart instantly relaxed, and the corners of her mouth inadvertently curled up: "Your Highness the Cold Prince came to my humble home so late at night, do you want to learn from others to be a thief on the beam?"

Mo Yuche raised his eyelids and spoke in a lazy voice, seeming a little tired.

"I came to you for help."

A trace of doubt flashed across Mu Yan's brows, and he asked hurriedly: "What happened?"

She knew Mo Yuche's character, and he would not come to Mu Mansion to find her late at night unless it was something extremely important.

His brows were furrowed like a knife: "I think there is something unusual about the prince's death, so I want you to go with me to take a look."

"You mean, you also think the prince didn't commit suicide?"

Mu Yan took a deep breath. It seemed that Mo Yuche’s idea coincided with hers.

Mo Yuche quickly caught the word "also". It seemed that she had guessed something, which meant that she had not found the wrong person.

He knew that Mu Yan was not only an excellent doctor, but also extremely meticulous. If she could intervene, she would definitely be able to find out the real cause of the prince's death.

Although Feng Wuxin's medical skills are better, this matter concerns the internal affairs of Northern Qi after all. Feng Wuxin, being a native of southern Xinjiang, would better not get involved.

"it is good."

Mu Yan nodded. After all, she also wanted to know the real cause of the prince's death.

Once the crown prince dies, the position of heir to the throne will be vacant. On the surface, this is most beneficial to King Xuan, but it is also a good thing for Mo Xingchen who is hiding in the dark. Therefore, it is not ruled out that this matter is related to him. If he can find something against him, it will be of great help to his revenge.

The two hit it off and immediately went to the palace, because if they wanted to know the real cause of the prince's death, they could only look for it on the prince himself, because the corpse would avenge itself.

The crown prince is the heir to the throne, and after his death, his coffin will be kept in the palace for a few days, so their target location is the crown prince's Eastern Palace.

However, this matter was confidential, so they could not enter the palace openly and had to find another way.

Mu Yan looked at herself in black and sighed, wondering why she was always like a nightingale since her rebirth, always appearing at night, and the security in the places she went became more and more strict.

Fortunately, Mo Yuche was familiar with the distribution and rotation time of the Imperial Guards, and both of them were good at light work, so they were able to successfully avoid the defense and reach the East Palace.

It was late at night, and there were only a few palace servants guarding the prince's coffin. In order to prevent too many people from disturbing the prince's peace after death, the queen even moved the guards further away.

But this is better and more convenient for both of them.

However, these few scattered palace servants still had to be dealt with first. Just as Mu Yan was about to take out the smoke, he saw Mo Yuche picked up a few small stones on the ground and hit them out at the same time with his palm wind.

The next second, there were a few thudding sounds, and all the palace servants fainted instantly.

Mu Yan was surprised for a moment. If it were her, she could make two or three people faint at the same time, but if there were more people, she was not sure. She was really curious about what level Mo Yuche's martial arts had reached.

"What are you thinking?"

Mo Yuche's words quickly brought her back to her senses. She shook her head. Now was not the time to think about this. The most important thing was to find out the cause of the prince's death.

They quickly walked to the coffin carved with python patterns, and the prince's body lay quietly inside the coffin.

Mu Yanmei thought for a moment and always felt that something was strange.

Normally, the face of a person who died from swallowing gold should be blue and purple, so why was Mo Yanli's face so pale when he had only been dead for less than a day?

She touched Mo Yanli's face with her hand and felt something strange, as if her hand was sticky.