our Highness's body should not enter."Li Chen looked at Ge Pingyi coldly and said, "You say it is forbidden to enter Are you giving this palace orders"Ge Pingyi's body shook, and he hurriedly said, "Y...Chapter 238: The Seasoned Veteran

The sudden change first made Li Chen stunned, and then he was furious.

"Suicide! Was it suicide or murder!"

At this critical juncture, the focus of the entire situation lies not with Zhao Xuanji or even Li Chen, but rather with Duan Jinjiang.

Duan Jiang could betray Zhao Xuanji to protect Duan Changmian, this lone seedling. This shows how important Duan Changmian is to him.

It was at this very moment that Duan Changmian died.

This suddenly cast a cloud over the previously clear situation, making it confusing once again.

And this kind of change directly broke Li Chen's painstakingly arranged overall plan.

Li Chen was furious.

Sān Bǎo obviously knew very well that Duan Changmian's death would cause a great upheaval and storm. He lowered his head deeply, not daring to look at Li Chen's expression, and said: "It was just news from the Imperial Prison. Originally, Duan Changmian was guarded well by the Jinyiwei. He had all his meals served very well, and except for losing his freedom, his life was no different than when he was outside. And he always behaved very naturally and calmly, without any abnormalities."

But just a moment ago, when the Jinyiwei went in to deliver him wine and food, they found that he had already hanged himself from the beam. By the time the Jinyiwei took him down, he was already cold...

Li Chen's expression was icy cold. He stared intently at San Bao, gritted his teeth and said: "A playboy who only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun, a single lash could make him urinate his pants! Does he have the courage to commit suicide Or would he commit suicide in the Dongchang prison San Bao ah, San Bao, Dongchang, has it truly become useless!"

Li Chen's words made San Bao kneel down with a thud, his forehead hitting the ground heavily. He trembled and said, "This slave deserves to die! Please punish me, Your Highness!"

"You deserve to die!"

Li Chen picked up a thick military manual from the table and smashed it on Sanbao's head.

Saba dared not dodge and took the blow head-on. Combined with the earlier forceful bump on the solid brick floor, Saba was now bleeding profusely from a deep gash on his forehead. He looked utterly pathetic and dishevelled.

"Your Highness."

Su Zhen Ting bowed and said, "Please calm down, Your Highness."

Li Chen said coldly, "Are you pleading for this good-for-nothing who has messed things up time and time again"

Su Zhenting said: "Those below have done a bad thing, and punishment is naturally in order. But the top priority right now is to figure out exactly how Duan Changmian died, and to handle the aftermath well. It's really not advisable to create more trouble."

Li Chen let out a cold snort, although anger burned in his heart, he knew Su Zhenting was right.

How many people know about this now

Sandebao gratefully glanced at Su Zhentiing, then immediately replied, "All those involved have been controlled by this servant. Right now, only Your Highness, this servant, and General Su know about this."

Li Chen raised an eyebrow. Not bad, she thought.

There is still some time, and it hasn't caused a huge uproar yet. There is still some room to maneuver.

The Five Armies Inspectorate should dispatch a contingent of loyal troops. The number doesn't need to be large, but they must be trustworthy. First, control all the Jinyiwei and the prison guards involved in this matter. Then, conduct a thorough investigation. Duan Changmian couldn't have committed suicide. If he was murdered, then there is another person in this world who knows about it.

As Li Chen finished speaking, someone outside reported.

"Your Highness, Duan Jinjiang has broken into the Imperial Prison demanding to see Duan Changmian. Things are currently in chaos and we need your decision on how to proceed!"

Li Chen laughed in anger, "Good, such ruthless tactics, an attack as dense as a rainstorm, one ring after another. This murderer is much more cunning than we imagined."ao Qinglan's tone was softer than before, by an immeasurable amount. The strength and command were gone, replaced by a hint of pleading.But she still tightly covered her face with the blanket, as if a...