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Chapter 329: The Imperial Concubine is Pure and Elegant (78)

Chapter 329: The Imperial Concubine is Pure and Elegant (Seventy-eight)

Qiao Zhi is likely a descendant of the previous emperor's Empress Qiao. Back then, the emperor loved only one woman and was willing to disband his harem for her. Empress Qiao left the capital to venture into the underworld. Li Guangyu, the former head of the Li family, faked his own death and left the Imperial Hospital, disappearing from public view along with Qiao.

The Li family knew a little more. When Qiao married Li Guangyu, their son took his mother's surname Qiao. From then on, every generation of their descendants took Qiao as their surname.

Li Yuanzheng didn't know why Qiao Zhi came from the underworld to the Daliang harem, and he had no intention of finding out.

He said seriously, "I didn't keep the medical books safe. It's my fault, but it has nothing to do with the Li family. If this matter is exposed, I beg Court Judge Qiao to spare my family, considering our ancestral connection."

Qiao Zhi shook his head and squinted his eyes and laughed.

Qiao Zhi: "Old man, don't worry, I'm just trying to scare you. This unworthy descendant who stole the medical book won't survive tonight, and may be dead now. At least he has a conscience and hasn't revealed his relationship with the Li family. As long as you keep your mouth shut, no one will know the source of the poison recipe."

"died?"

Li Yuanzheng was extremely surprised, and his mood was like a roller coaster, up and down.

"Dead? How do you do things? This is outrageous!"

Old Madam Ji pushed the boiling hot tea to the ground, and fragments flew everywhere, but no one dared to dodge.

"Reporting to the old lady, just as I found this Zhong Bo and apprehended him, he was slashed in the throat by a sword."

"A sword cut the throat! Who did it?!"

"The slave is useless. The truth has not yet been found out."

Madam Ji slammed the table, and a few wrinkles appeared on her well-maintained face, piling up at the corners of her eyes. She said angrily:

"You know you're useless, so hurry up and investigate! Start with Lord Zhong and dig deeper. Who says the dead can't talk? Pull out those people with bad intentions! Will kneeling before me make you good-for-nothings become incredibly smart? Will it make the traitor behind the scenes surface? The General's Mansion allows people to come and go freely. Will I die in this house tomorrow?"

"Madam, calm down, madam, calm down. We will immediately dispatch people to protect your safety and get to the bottom of Uncle Zhong's case!"

Several people crawled away.

Many of the guards in Ji Mansion are former soldiers. From today on, Ji Mansion will be under a loose martial law on the outside but tight on the inside.

Old Madam Ji held her forehead with her hand, her right eye kept twitching, making her feel flustered.

"Uncle Zhong, Li Zhong, the servant who served as the concubine's servant back then! Wasn't he already dead because of adultery? He hid his identity for so many years, he must have been waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on me! Li Zhong is not dead, so is the baby dead or not? Is it a boy or a girl?"

Old Madam Ji muttered to herself in a low voice, her expression very cold.

With a cold face, she turned the Buddhist beads on her wrist, thinking deeply about whether it was a boy or a girl.

She carefully considered Zhongbo's every move and finally determined that it should be a baby girl.

If it was a baby boy who looked like the master, Li Zhong would have reported the matter to the master long ago and recognized his ancestral roots.

Madam Ji's intuition was that it was a baby girl, but where was that baby girl? Since she wanted to take revenge on her, she would not be too far away from her.

No, maybe he was right next to her daughter, so her daughter was poisoned!

"Prepare some paper. This lady wants to write a letter!"

She must write to the Queen's daughter quickly, because there is a traitor around her!

Mrs. Ji hesitated for a while, and finally organized her words to describe what happened that year and wrote them in a letter. Her daughter now needed to know more of the truth so that she could make more judgments.