The box was handed to Xie Xun, but Xie Xun fumbled for a long time and did not open it, and stopped the servant from opening the box.
He looked up at Qin Rushuang and said to Qin Rushuang, "I will ask you again, what is in this?"
Qin Rushuang only answered him with two words.
"I don't know."
Xie Xun asked again, "Is this box yours?"
Qin Rushuang still only answered with two words.
"no."
Xie Xun finally opened the box himself.
What was displayed before everyone's eyes was a rag doll covered in silver needles and a small white jade porcelain vase.
Xie Xun opened the doll, and Qin Fanghao's name was embroidered on it with red thread. The white jade porcelain bottle on the side was handed to the military doctor to see what kind of medicine it was.
The military doctor only took one look and said, "This is a powerful abortion pill."
Xie Xun looked up at Qin Rushuang, "What else do you have to say?"
Qin Rushuang looked straight at him and asked, "Does it matter now what I said? Hasn't the prince already determined that I was the one who harmed Qin Rushuang?"
"I have already said that I have never seen this box, and the box is not mine. I don't know anything about the contents of the box."
"Then why is it in your closet?!"
"Don't tell me that you were framed. I know that you and Qingzhi are guarding the main courtyard, especially the bedroom, so that almost no third person can come in!"
At this time, Qingzhi on the side was really panicked.
The princess's master bedroom is indeed under her supervision, and even the things inside are not allowed to be touched by other servants. Especially since the princess is pregnant now, Qingzhi can't wait to guard the door of the main courtyard every day, for fear of
Follow other people's ways.
But how did this thing get into the princess's closet?
In this short period of time, Qin Rushuang had already thought through the events of the past few days in her mind.
If there is any opportunity for outsiders to come in these days in the main courtyard, it is...
Qingzhi on the side also seemed to think of something, suddenly raised her head and said to Qin Rushuang, "Princess, Gu..."
Qin Rushuang suddenly tugged Qingzhi's hand, and continued her words: "Qingzhi! No need to say so much! Whether the prince believes it or not, I still say what I said, the box is not mine, and the things are not mine."
Qin Rushuang knew that what Qingzhi wanted to say was Gu Meiren.
Her master bedroom was indeed airtight, and the only time an outsider had entered recently was when Gu Meiren said that the weather was nice and hung out the quilt that afternoon.
Qingzhi also enthusiastically asked the maid to help dry the things in her room.
If anyone could quietly stuff these incriminating evidence into his own yard, it could only be that afternoon.
But Qin Rushuang didn't believe that Gu Meiren did this.
It's not that she trusts Meiren so much, but she knew that as early as when Gu Meiren entered the palace, she knew that Gu Meiren would not be able to have children in her life. Such a person could not do all this to compete for favor in the palace.
And if it was really Gu Mei's trap, it couldn't be so obvious. Everyone present heard about Gu Mei hanging the quilt that day. After the incident, as long as they thought about it for a moment, they would point the finger at her.
Qin Rushuang is more inclined to another guess...
Gu Meiren just accidentally acted as a knife in someone else's hand and conveyed this message to her.
She didn't want to alert the enemy now.
And...she looked at Xie Xun.
She couldn't wake up someone who had already identified her as the murderer...
While Qin Rushuang was thinking, Aunt Liu shouted: "Now that the evidence is conclusive, you still want to deny it?!"
Qin Rushuang didn't want to pay attention to this clown at all, but said to Xie Xun: "This is not the first day that Your Majesty met me. If I want to do something, I won't be so careless about the beginning and the end, and put the evidence so obviously on my own."
In the closet, if I really wanted to harm her silently, there are ten thousand ways to destroy these evidences instead of just displaying them here and waiting for you to expose me."
Qin Rushuang forced herself to calm down. She knew that although Xie Xun liked Qin Fanghao, it was impossible for Xie Xun not to notice such an obvious thing.
He didn't dare to bet on Xie Xun's love for her. She only bet a little that Xie Xun could at least know right from wrong and at least give her a fair judgment.
Xie Xun was obviously convinced.
Yes, in his impression, Qin Rushuang was not such a hasty person, and what happened today was more like someone bringing trouble to Qin Rushuang.
But who is this person?
He really couldn't imagine that someone would go to such great lengths to kill his child and then frame the matter on Qin Rushuang.
Who benefited from this matter?
Everyone present saw the softening emotion in Xie Xun's eyes.
Aunt Liu was extremely anxious at the side. Just when she was about to speak, she saw the door and Qin Fanghao had been helped into the main courtyard by a servant.
"Oh, my miserable daughter! You just had a miscarriage, what are you doing here? Mom is watching over you, and she will seek justice for you!"
Qin Fanghao looked very weak. He shook his head and said to Xie Xun, "What the prince says is whatever he says. I am willing to trust the prince's judgment."
She seemed confident and didn't care about what was about to happen.
She looked up at Xie Xun.
"I have nothing now. The child is dead and will never come back. I just want to ask the prince, where does the prince plan to bury our poor child who died young?"
"I won't fight or rob, but children who die young cannot enter the imperial mausoleum. This poor child like me will have no place to stay after he dies..."
"He was still so young and just taking shape, but he didn't even have a burial place after his death..."
Hearing this, Qin Rushuang's heart skipped a beat.
She remembered another thing.
Based on the time calculation, she was sure that Qin Fanghao was pregnant with the child in the nunnery, so...
"What if I tell the prince that I suspect that Qin Fanghao directed and acted all of this?"
Xie Xun frowned, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Qin Rushuang bit her lower lip and decided to tell what she knew.
"Your Majesty, please call all the irrelevant servants down first. I'm afraid what I want to say..."
"Sister, if you have any suspicions or guesses, just tell them. Why hide them?"
Qin Rushuang gritted her teeth and said, "I suspect that this child is not the prince's biological flesh and blood!"
Xie Xun looked at Qin Rushuang like a monster, "Are you crazy? Do you know what you are talking about?!"
Now that the matter had been revealed, Qin Rushuang decided to continue talking about the next matter, even in the face of Xie Xun's doubts.
"I suspect that Qin Fanghao conceived this child in the nunnery. Since the fetus has been delivered, please ask the doctor to see if the size of the fetus matches the month of Qin Fanghao's pregnancy."
When Qin Rushuang said these words, she couldn't bear it in her heart.
No matter what, the children are innocent.
He couldn't choose his parents, nor the time of his birth, nor even now could he decide his life or death, but...
"Does my sister hate me so much? She hates me so much that my child is already dead, and she still wants to use this method to humiliate a baby who died in vain?!"
Xie Xun also had a stern face and said to Qin Rushuang, "The child is gone, why do you keep doing it again and again..."
Qin Fanghao continued with a pale face, "My lord, there is no need to be angry. The child is dead and my heart is dead. Sister, you can do whatever you want."
Under great pressure, Qin Rushuang asked military doctors to verify the baby's size.
The old military doctor sighed.
It is really difficult for an upright official to interrupt household affairs.
However, he still explained the situation to several people in advance.
"The little person can indeed roughly estimate the month of the fetus from the size of the fetus, but there will be some mistakes. Please try your best, little person."
