Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?

Chapter 1041 - 760: I Love Watching Savage Women Compete

"Oh?"Upon hearing this, Yu Wenye’s eyes flickered slightly.

Immediately, Shang Ruyi’s breathing beside him became heavy—she originally didn’t want this matter to involve Yu Wenye, so after entering Liangyi Hall, she was trying to speak up as much as possible. Yet, she hadn’t expected that Yu Wenye would interject at this moment, especially since Aunt Hui was about to speak of the ’cause of death’. She couldn’t hold back and was about to take over the conversation.

But Yu Wenye clearly knew himself better and understood her better than she did.

Just as Shang Ruyi opened her lips, he had already said, "Then, has the forensic doctor ascertained the cause of the palace maid’s death?"

Seeing him speaking, Aunt Hui’s breath sank, evidently hesitating for a moment, then said, "The forensic doctor found that the cause of death of the palace maid was a broken neck, that is to say, her neck was broken."

"Oh, her neck was broken,"

Yu Wenye repeated these words deliberately and slowly, then said, "Then she fell into a dry well—"

Seeing that he was about to conclude this matter, Aunt Hui promptly said, "However, besides the broken neck, the forensic doctor also found a bruise on the neck of that corpse."

At this moment, Shang Ruyi’s heart jumped.

It wasn’t because Aunt Hui mentioned this discovery, nor because she interrupted Yu Wenye to reveal it, but because Aunt Hui divided Jian Chun’s cause of death into two parts upon Yu Wenye’s appearance—

Being strangled to death and a broken neck, with a bruise on the neck. It sounded like causation, but it could also be two separate things.

At this moment, Shang Ruyi finally understood why, when Aunt Hui was about to mention the cause of death, Yu Wenye had to speak up. Because if it was her talking, Aunt Hui would face herself, and even though she had been on the battlefield with Yu Wenye, the number of corpses and the death states she’d witnessed were limited. Aunt Hui would have enough confidence facing her, a confidence that would allow her to fearlessly state Jian Chun’s cause of death directly.

But it was different with Yu Wenye.

He had followed Yu Wenquan on the battlefield from a young age and seen as many corpses as he had people, so he was far more familiar with matters of corpses and causes of death than she was.

Facing him, even though everything might have been thought through thoroughly, Aunt Hui couldn’t help but feel a bit apprehensive.

Hence, when stating the cause of death, she wasn’t as assertive.

So she separated strangulation into neck breakage and a bruise on the neck.

It was this slight difference!

Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi’s heart kept pounding, but she still strived to suppress her emotions, her mind racing to think of a way to handle it. Meanwhile, she cautiously looked up at Yu Wenquan—though His Majesty the Emperor’s gaze was somewhat gloomy, there wasn’t overt anger, indicating that Aunt Hui had already reported this matter. But at this moment concerning the cause of death and the involved parties and causation, he had deeper considerations.

At this moment, Aunt Hui continued, "If it was merely an accidental fall into a dry well resulting in death, there shouldn’t be such a bruise."

"..."

"The most important thing is, upon investigation I found that she was a palace maid from Jinyu Garden. This is really—"

Shang Ruyi said, "Is there anything special about the palace maids from Jinyu Garden?"

Aunt Hui chuckled and said, "There’s nothing particularly special, it’s just that I heard a few days ago, Lady Chu from Jinyu Garden came to Qianqiu Palace angrily with people, I wonder if there’s such a thing."

Shang Ruyi’s face darkened.

Indeed, she’s bringing up this matter!

Shang Ruyi took a deep breath and calmly said, "Yes."

"Then—"

Normally, even when alone, Aunt Hui would continue to ask, but at this moment, especially with the Emperor present, no matter what, she wouldn’t dare to make a gesture of interrogating Princess Qin. However, after uttering that word, she immediately looked at the Emperor, evidently wanting to know the cause and effect but not daring to overstep.

And Yu Wenquan summoned both of them precisely to clarify this cause and effect.

So he said, "Ruyi, why did Chu Ruoyan come to Qianqiu Palace to see you, was there any matter?"

Shang Ruyi immediately turned to him and respectfully said, "Responding to Father Emperor, Ruoyan came to Qianqiu Palace because she sent me a box of hawthorn cakes before, but—I threw those hawthorn cakes away."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Wenquan’s gaze suddenly sharpened, and he asked, "Why did you throw away what she sent you?"

Being pierced by that sharp gaze, as if an invisible sword had shot straight through her body, Shang Ruyi felt scrutinized from head to toe, making her heart sink.

Meanwhile, in the main hall of Yu Mansion, Yu Mingyue also felt a sense of unspeakable heaviness weighing on her, making it hard to breathe. She immediately went to the doorway, looking at the rather gloomy sky outside, but the corners of her lips were curved into a cold smile.

By now, Aunt Hui should have already reported the situation to the Emperor, and the Emperor should have already summoned the King Qin and his Princess to inquire about it.

A mere palace maid, life as fickle as grass.

But if she knew that her death might influence the future direction of the Dasheng Dynasty, then at the moment her neck was twisted and broken, maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much.

Thinking of this, Yu Mingyue couldn’t help but frown.

For some reason, she suddenly recalled the time at the foot of Ban Yan Temple, the villagers in that village where she grew up. Initially, they were quite kind to her despite her being sickly, with some even bringing her decoctions for care. But the moment she spoke out her origins in terrified haste, they immediately turned on her, labeling her a monster and binding her to a wooden frame to burn her alive.

At that time, she struggled and screamed, yet someone used a piece of cloth to gag her tightly.

That moment, how despairing she was!

Before Jian Chun was strangled to death, was she also, like her in the past, filled with terror, fear, and desperately struggling?

But she—

Thinking to this point, Yu Mingyue shook her head vigorously, as if to cast off that terrifying incident she encountered when she first came from a civilized society to this near-barbaric feudal era, terrifying her out of her wits. Then she gritted her teeth and said, "I am different from them."

"..."

"I am not like anyone else."

"Ming Yue, what are you talking about?"

As she was muttering neurotically to herself, Yu Dingxing’s voice sounded from behind. Yu Mingyue wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, then turned to glance at this "father" of hers, calming down and said indifferently, "Nothing, I was just wondering how far the Emperor has gotten with his questioning by now."

"..."

"Has he asked about the matters of Princess Qin and Prince Qin’s Concubine yet."

"..."

"Such a pity, not being able to witness it firsthand,"

She said with a cold laugh, "I love to see the rivalry among barbarians the most."