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"Nonsense!" Yun Shicheng finally had a reaction, and with a "pop", he stood up from the ground, his eyes staring straight at Yun Ruoleng, "Do you want your sister to not be able to have a complete body even after death?"

"Someone said that my sister died of a disease. I don't believe it!" Yun Ruoleng scoffed, "Does father not want to know how Third Sister, who just left home healthy a few days ago, became this sick?"

Yun Shicheng's face stiffened. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Jun Qingshang who had been observing coldly from the side. "An Xiang, take this king's identity plate and bring in the coroner and the academy judge. This king is also very interested!"

Yun Shicheng wanted to say something, but he did not dare speak.

Yun Ruoleng snorted coldly as he sat on his seat and looked at Yun Shicheng coldly. Then, his gaze focused on Yun Qingyao's serene face. Her death didn't seem to be painful, so the poison wasn't that severe.

An Xiang did not make everyone wait long, in a moment she was back with the coroner and the judge, and the two of them clasped their hands at Jun Qingshang.

Jun Qingshang pointed to Yun Qingyao who was lying on the ground: "The Holy Mother is the protector of the nation, she did not expect to pass away so unluckily. This King suspects that there is some secret behind it, if not, how could a person who possesses Shaman Energy die so easily?"

"Your Highness's words are reasonable." The coroner knew what Jun Qingshang meant, and upon receiving the order, he immediately started to examine Yun Qingyao.

The coroner inspected it very carefully, and did not miss a single spot, causing Yun Ruoleng's gaze to become heavier, as she saw that when the coroner opened Yun Qingyao's sleeves, a red line had obviously appeared on Yun Qingyao's arm.

The coroner saw that too and examined the poison with his silver needles before cupping his hands at Jun Qingshang, "The Holy Mother did die from poison, it's just that this humble one isn't proficient in it. What is this poison?"

"The academy's judge!" Jun Qingshang squinted his eyes, his expression turning uglier.

The judge took the needle from the coroner's hand and examined it carefully. He placed it on his nose and took a sniff. There was a strange expression on his face.

Yun Ruoleng frowned: "What did Master see?"

"Young lady might not know this, but this poison is colorless and odorless. Furthermore, it has fused with my blood. This humble subject will need some time before I can discover it." The school judge was very polite to Yun Ruoleng, so polite that even Jun Qingshang was curious.

Yun Ruoleng slightly nodded, but his gaze did not leave Yun Ruoleng. "It's said that there's an imperial physician in the palace's great hospital who knows a lot about poisons.

The academy judge smiled bitterly as he stroked his grizzled goatee: "Qian Mo went to the capital to look for Crimson Pearl Grass yesterday. I probably won't be able to return for a few months."

"An Ying!" Jun Qingshang lowered his head, glanced at Yun Ruoleng who was on the ground, and coldly called out. "As for the Crimson Pearl Grass …"

"I don't have anything else, but I do have a few stalks of Crimson Pearl Grass." Yun Ruoleng smiled faintly at the academy's judgement, "The Qian Family's Young Master is known as the Poison Doctor, but to find something like Crimson Pearl Grass, I'm afraid that I'll have to rely on luck."

The Academy Judge was a little embarrassed but also a little surprised. Crimson Pearl Grass was a mythical existence, if not for the fact that Yun Qingyao brought a stalk of Crimson Pearl Grass to him to mix with, he would have never known that such a medicinal herb existed in this world.

It was also because at that time, Qian Mo had decided to start searching for Crimson Pearl Grass, but she didn't expect that the most unfavored Seventh Miss of the Yun Palace would be able to take out a few at random.

The most adept of the academy's judgement was his medical skills. His understanding of poisons was indeed much less than that of Qian Mo's. Yun Ruoleng would never deny the academy's medical skills, and he had always trusted this academy's judgement the most.

After finding out that Yun Qingyao was poisoned, An Xiang found someone to put Yun Qingyao's corpse into the Agarwood Coffin. Yun Shicheng looked at the quality of the coffin and took a deep breath.

How many people could make coffins out of such fine wood?

"How can the Lord's flesh be so painful?" An Xiang asked casually.

Yun Shicheng angrily glared at her, and snorted as he turned his face away.

An Xiang sneered, not only was Yun Shicheng vain, he was also greedy for money, this coffin was bought using a thousand gold, if Yun Shicheng knew about this, he would probably run over and snatch it!

In his heart, An Xiang silently felt that it was not worth it for Yun Ruoleng to have such a father.

Yun Ruoleng did not have many relatives, and even though she had many relatives in this world, the only person who truly cared for her was Yun Qingyao. Now that Yun Qingyao had gone, it would be a lie to say that he was not sad.

Because he couldn't immediately find out where the poison came from, Yun Ruoleng could only put this matter aside and prepare for Yun Qingyao's future.

Cui Ying had returned at ten in the evening. Upon returning, she ran over to the Ao Xue Yuan, hugged Peach Blossom Red and cried until the sky turned dark. Yun Ruoleng sat at the door watching the two of them, as though he was moved somewhere in his heart, tears unceasingly flowed out from his eyes.

Yun Ruoleng wiped his face with his hand, and only then did he realize that he was crying. She knew that this was not his feelings, but the feelings of a soul in the deepest part of his body.

Both of Yun Ruoleng's hands were pressed on the left side of her chest. She swore to find the real culprit and tear her into pieces!

Because there was no First Madam and Yun Yueyu in turmoil, Yun Qingyao's funeral was extremely smooth sailing, and countless people came to offer their condolences. With Yun Ruoleng's order to open the Minister’s Mansion door, regardless of whether it was for the commoners or the generals, as long as they sincerely came to pay their respects, she would welcome them.

In the entire Minister’s Mansion, Yun Ruoleng became the person with the most authority.

Yun Shicheng was naturally dissatisfied, but Yun Ruoleng kept using the phrase "The Prince has orders to bury the Holy Mother deeply, I will take responsibility for it during this period", which made Yun Shicheng so angry that he could only lock himself in his study and sulk.

There were countless people coming to pay their respects at Minister’s Mansion's gate. For the citizens, it would be a great honor for the Holy Mother to leave. Naturally, no matter whether it was the people in the capital or outside the city, they would all come.

Cui Ying had been quiet for a long time because of Yun Qingyao's death. After Yun Qingyao was buried, Yun Ruoleng called Cui Ying to his side and started instructing him.

"I'm also very sad that my elder sister passed away." Yun Ruoleng pulled Cui Ying and sat on the chair, as he gently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes, "But sadness will not help in any way, it will only make the enemy happy, and the loved one pain."

"What does Seventh Miss mean by this?" Cui Ying caught the meaning in Yun Ruoleng's words and was instantly stunned.

"Elder sister died from poison. Although I don't know how, I have to investigate this matter thoroughly." Yun Ruoleng's entire body shot out an unconcealable hatred.

Cui Ying couldn't help but shiver. Looking at Yun Ruoleng's devastatingly beautiful face, he couldn't help but sigh: "Seventh Miss, the only person the Third Young Miss can't let go of in this life is you. You'd better not do anything stupid!"

"Stupid Cui Ying, if you don't do some things, others won't do anything to you." Yun Ruoleng sneered: "Since she has the ability to poison, then she should bear my anger."