The bodies were carried away while Ji Yunshu returned to her prison cell.
Jing Rong quickly brought the corpses of Lord Wei and Madame Wei back to the mourning hall in the Wei mansion. After Jing Rong's imperial bodyguards put the corpses back in their respective coffins, they stealthily hid on the roof with neither god nor devil sensing them.
Everything was back as it was, as if nothing had happened and the corpses had been there all along.
Wei Yi laid down next to the coffins and started to whimper. Every time he did, he used his sleeve to wipe his tears before they spilled out of his eyes.
Seeing him this miserable, Jing Rong truly felt distressed. Jing Rong turned to Lang Po and said, "Pass on my order. Inform everyone in the Wei mansion, especially that housekeeper, Wei Fu, not to mention about his parents' poisoning in front of him. They also cannot mention the matter concerning Miss Ji. I want him to have some peace of mind while mourning his parents. This time, you don't need to come with me. Look after Wei Yi."
Lang Po lowered his head, "Yes, as you wish, Your Highness."
Jing Rong once again rested his sight on Wei Yi. He walked over and began conversing with him, "Wei Yi, didn't you say that your mother didn't want you to cry? So, you can't cry anymore. You have to let them leave with peace in mind."
Wei Yi cried and sniffled a few more times before inhaling deeply.
Then, he turned to Jing Rong, "Big Brother, you said that I can save Shu'er."
"Yes, she's fine. Don't worry about her."
"Is Shu'er really alright?" asked Wei Yi with widened eyes.
Jing Rong nodded, "Yes. So for the next few days, you have to stay here and take care of your parents' final matters."
Wei Yi energetically nodded, then immediately tidied the mourning clothes he was wearing before going back to kneel in front of the altar. After wiping his tears, he stared at the two coffins, "Dad! Mom! Yi'er won't cry. Yi'er promises you that I will be obedient and behave, so don't worry about me. I can take care of myself."
A breeze blew, the flames of the few candlelights flickering.
Jing Rong appeared to be in deep thought. Then, he ordered Lang Po to remain with Wei Yi while he quietly left the place. He directly went to that room in the reception hall. As Magistrate Liu had already sealed the perimeters to preserve the crime scene, no one had entered the room ever since.
As he pushed open the doors and entered, his nose was assailed by a dense bloody smell!
He lit a candle and began to meticulously examine the whole room.
Two chairs and a table were left at a crooked angle - the servants must have knocked against the furniture when they carried off the bodies. On the ground, the blood had dried and obviously, nothing had been cleaned.
There was a teapot with two teacups on the table. The tea was black because of the contamination, caused by the poison test that had been conducted earlier. Everything had been preserved and nothing had been moved by anyone.
He brought the candlelight near the teacups and carefully examined them for a moment.
According to Ji Yunshu's autopsy, the poison inside the teacups should have come from their lips. If so, someone must have put it in the wine during the banquet yesterday night.
Knowing that point, he left the room and went to find the servants to interrogate them about the wine yesterday, and to find out if anyone had tampered with the drinks. He was about to move the candle away when something inside the teacup caught his attention; there was sawdust stuck on the rim of the teacup. If it wasn't for his meticulous observation, it would have been easily overlooked.
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Bone Painting Coroner
Historical FictionDISCLAIMER!! Story not mine. For offline purposes only. In the 21st century, she was the outstanding world renowned darling of the field of archeology. Then, she transmigrated and became Jinjiang city's Ji Family' Third Miss, a small malnourished...