Chapter 790
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The words "Eldest Princess Ming Jia" were like a clap of thunder, shocking everyone present. The horsetail whisk in Zhao Bin's hand almost slipped to the ground.
Even Cao Hou, who had been scolding, was stunned. Xiao Yunyi's expression was extremely ugly and he turned his face to the side.
"Ming Jia … Eldest Princess?" Cao Hou's stuttering voice was squeezed out from his throat in disbelief. His forehead twitched as if he had heard something extremely ridiculous.
Under everyone's gaze, the old servant, who had been wearing a half-burnt ghost face and looked as if it would take her life just to raise her head, looked around in horror. She hurriedly buried her face deep into her chest and knelt down. "What … What Eldest Princess? This noble lady, what are you talking about? This old servant really doesn't understand. This old servant is just a pitiful ant that can't climb up. Please, noble lady, let this old servant live … "
His shriveled and weak body was like an old dog with broken legs and claws. He was crouching at the corner of the wall and begging for a stick that was about to be swung down. The word "pitiful" was written all over his body.
Yin Zhaoyi took a deep breath, her face red with grief and anger. She clenched her fists and said angrily, "It's true that I used to be a medical girl. If I wasn't a medical girl, I wouldn't have met His Majesty by chance when I entered the palace to take a pulse and become acquainted with His Majesty. Although I'm a lowly medical girl and have been looked down upon by people all year round, I've never felt that I'm lower than others. Why would you humiliate me like this? Lady Ning, I don't know how I've offended you. If it can make you calm down, I'll give up the honor of being a consort and apologize to you. However, Suxue has been by my side for more than twenty years. Fate has already treated her so harshly. I don't ask for your kindness and pity. How can you bear to force such a pitiful person into a dead end? What Eldest Princess Ming Jia? That year, His Majesty and Her Highness personally led people to see the corpse and verify her identity. Are you doubting His Majesty's judgment? It's really laughable! "
Zhao Bin, who had been in shock the entire time, mumbled, "Indeed … at that time, I personally accompanied His Majesty … the characteristics of that corpse were exactly the same as Princess Royal Ming Jia. In the end, it couldn't be faked …"
Ning Shu looked at Yin Zhaoyi's tearful accusation and was not afraid at all. Her eyes were as sharp as swords. "What if the fire, including the burned corpse, was a premeditated show from the beginning?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? What's there to act about? " Yin Zhaoyi almost laughed out in ridicule. "At that time, countless people in the palace knew about the fire. It was because Empress Xiao Zhou suddenly went crazy that she killed someone and lit the fire. At that time, even she almost burned to death. When she woke up and found out that she had killed her own daughter, she repeatedly harmed herself. In the end, she set a fire and burned herself to death on Phoenix Stage. Yet you say that it was premeditated? Let this consort ask you, if she really had the ability to do so, why would she put herself in such a desperate situation? Why would she still be reviled by the world after her death? Also, if she really faked it, how could she help her daughter escape and hide from His Majesty and Her Majesty personally examining the corpse? Lady Ning, you are very smart, but sometimes it's better to be too smart! "
"It's very simple how to avoid the autopsy. You just need to bribe one person," Ning Shu said lightly.
"Who?"
For some reason, the hairs on Zhao Bin's back stood up. He was so scared that he panicked like a mouse. "But, but it's not me. Heaven and earth can bear witness to this old servant's loyalty to His Majesty."
Ning Shu pursed her lips and smiled. "Don't worry, Chief Steward Zhao. I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about the other person here." Her gaze swept, calmly sweeping from one person to another until it reached Cao Hou, who was lying on the wooden board in a sorry state like a wild dog.
She smiled faintly and her gaze was incomparably sharp: "Your Majesty, this subject's daughter didn't guess wrongly, right? Princess Ming Jia was able to survive because of you. It's all thanks to you and Little Empress Zhou that you laid out such a huge lie!"
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