Chapter 214 Li Qingyuan is Dead?

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Yuansīnián, the eldest son of the Yuan family and the current head of the family.

Handsome and elegant, he's also the richest man in the Seven Kingdoms. He truly is a combination of beauty and power.

Yun An'an can be described to Yuan Si-nian as "recreating his parents". Without Yun An'an, there would be no Yuan Si-nian today.

And they heard that Yuansinian, even though he was far away in Yuancheng, would offer his full support to Yunan'an whenever there were any changes in the capital.

Gongsun Lang, the eldest son of the Gongsun family, was seen as a fool by the world. Under Yun An'an's skillful medical treatment, he gradually improved.

The Gongsun family, although not a nouveau riche, had deep roots in the Wu Kingdom spanning hundreds of years. Some members of the family even served in the court of the Beichen Kingdom.

Moreover, Gongsun Lang was strikingly handsome and the type that women would find attractive. He always stayed by Yun An'an's side.

Mo Chenjun, the Sect Master of the Demon Sect, always wears a mask, obscuring his true appearance. Legend has it that he is a peerless beauty.

Furthermore, according to rumors circulating in the underworld, it is said that Princess Yi saved Mo Chenjun's life and was able to see his true appearance and still live. This indicates that the Demon Lord has feelings for Princess Yi.

Then there's Hanqing.

Wow, wow, wow!

Speaking of General Han Qing, the relationship between them can be summed up in four words: a bloody and tragic love affair.

They didn't say anything more. Anyway, Han Qing, the prodigal son, turned his head and looked at Yi Wangfei's eyes every moment, revealing a deep-seated remorse and love.

Every single one of these four individuals — Yuansī Nián, Gōng Sūn Lǎng, Mò Chén Jūn, and Hàn Qīng — is a truly exceptional person.

They wanted to know one thing, desperately, who Yi Wangfei liked

"Second Cousin, you are at least from a family of scholars and poets. Why would you believe in gossip"

Yunan An patiently endured the crowd's impulses without driving them away. She patiently explained to them that she was Princess Yi, the wife of Regent King Beichen Yi.

As for rumors from the outside world, they are absolutely not to be trusted.

"Your Highness, may I ask one more question"

"He said."

"Were you moved when, on that day, at Heaven Fragrance Tower, you were assassinated and General Han used his body to shield you from the arrow"

Ah—,

Suck—

Whew—

Sigh——

Yun An'an tried her best to keep smiling, comforting herself that she couldn't get angry with someone so naive.

Okay, okay, that's it for today’s meeting. I believe the students of Class A will definitely do well on the exam.

Yu Changyuan spoke up, gesturing for Qingfeng to quickly send the people out. Otherwise, if Yun An'an flared up, these people wouldn't see the sun the next day.

That's when things got complicated.

"Where did you find all these"

Looking at the backs of everyone leaving, Yun Anan was so angry she could explode.

One by one, they are at least educated people, able to ask such a brainless question.

She loves Huan Yuan Si Nian, Gong Sun Lang, Han Qing, Mo Chen Jun, and Bei Chen Yi a little more each.

That's toxic!

Is that a question a human could ask

"Master Yun, do not associate with these people. They are all strangers who jump to conclusions at the slightest rumor and inevitably become curious because of idle gossip."

Yu Changyuan advised Yun Annan not to get angry, saying that it was not worth ruining her health.

But....

Actually, he also wanted to know who Yun Anan loved a little more. Unfortunately, he didn't dare to ask.

……

For the entire day, Yun An'an was almost always nestled in Yantian Academy.

As dusk approached, I was about to get up and return to Yi Wangfu when Old King arrived with some bad news.

"Li Qingyuan is dead."

"This is no laughing matter. I just saw Mr. Qingyuan the other day, you know."

Sitting in the carriage, Yun'an looked at Lao Wangye's serious expression and frowned slightly.

"Something really happened."

"I can't fool you, old man. I found Li Qingyuan's body this afternoon in Tian Dao Forest on the outskirts of town... Just happened to be passing by Dali Temple, come with me and have a look."

The carriage stopped in front of Dali Temple's gate.

Old Wang pushed Yun'an in her wheelchair and the two entered Dali Temple.

The Dali Temple's coroner was examining Li Qingyuan's body and didn't notice anyone entering.

"Old Master Wang, Yi Princess."

The Dali Temple Minister Zhang Yuan bowed to Old Wang Ye and glanced at Yun An'an sitting in the wheelchair.

"What is this, Your Highness"

"It's just a sprained ankle, Lord Zhang. That man lying on the stage is truly Li Qingyuan, the world-renowned physician"

"That's right, I didn't believe it either until I saw Li Qingyuan's body."

Li Qingyuan once did a favor for Zhang Yuan. That year, if Li Qingyuan hadn't been willing to help, his daughter-in-law would have died from childbirth long ago.

"Old Wang, you push me forward a little."

"Aren't you afraid"

Old Wang felt that his question was pointless, and he pushed Yun An'an closer to the stone platform.

The coroner meticulously examined the body, determined to uncover the true cause of death. He dissected Li Qingyuan's corpse.

"How"

"It's not poisoning. The fatal wound appears to be in the chest, but the color of the mark and the shape of the bloodstains are wrong!"

The coroner frowned, it wasn't poisoning. The fatal wound wasn't in the chest either, although there were many minor injuries all over his body, none of which were fatal.

"Have you checked your head"

"Checked and everything looks good."

The coroner's brow furrowed even deeper.

Yun An'an walked around Li Qingyuan's body, everything was just like what the coroner said.

When the wheelchair stopped above the corpse's head, Yun An'an and Lao Wangye each put on a pair of gloves.

"Yun'er, what are you trying to do Didn't the coroner already examine it"

Yun'an didn't answer Old Wangye's question. She parted Li Qingyuan's long hair and searched meticulously for something.

And so on—

When her fingers brushed against a touch of cold, Yun An'an's eyes widened.

"This is..."

What did you find

"Knife."

Taking the small knife, Yun An'an gently cut away Li Qingyuan's hair around his head, revealing a red bean-sized spot.

Around the red spots, there is still a faint ring of moisture.

"What's going on"

"Ice nail!"

"Ice Spike!!"

Yun'an and the coroner spoke in unison.

It can now be concluded that Li Qingyuan's cause of death was a nail, approximately one cun long, piercing his skull.

Li Qingyuan is the best doctor in the world. Although he is over fifty or sixty years old, his skills are extraordinary, and ordinary people can't even get close to him.

He had numerous wounds on his body, and the heart wound was inflicted postmortem. Someone deliberately concealed the true cause of death to mislead people.

Therefore, there are only two possibilities for Li Qingyuan's death.

First, it's someone we know.

Second, he attacked when Li Qingyuan was having a sleep attack.

"There is a third case."

With half-closed phoenix eyes, Yun An'an looked at Zhang Yuan, the Minister of Justice.

"When Qingyuan Mr. was suffering from sleepiness, it was acquaintances who became the killers."

Following this lead, Zhang Yuan dispatched the Imperial Guards from Dali Temple to investigate Li Qingyuan's relationships over time, those who had interacted with him recently, and the last person to have seen him.

It has already been an hour since I left the Dali Temple.

Before leaving, Yun An'an limped to her feet, wincing as she bowed sincerely to Li Qingyuan.

If it weren't for Li Qingyuan, she would have never known how to break the Gu of Life and Death.

Horses' hooves drummed against the ground as we walked back to Huìyì Wangfu.

Old Wang sighed deeply.

"This old boy Li Qingyuan has been fighting with me for decades, and I never expected this result."

He was still thinking about giving Li Qingyuan a good thrashing at the next Kyoto Medical Arts Convention, but who would have thought...this was their last meeting.

It's also fortunate that before Li Qingyuan died, he learned the method of using the Life and Death Gu. Otherwise...

Lao Wangye didn't dare to think about the consequences. Now, he just hoped to catch the murderer as soon as possible.

"Old Master, please console yourself. Death is inevitable. A person cannot be brought back to life."

"Oh!"

Once again, Old Wang sighed and looked up at Yun An'an.

"The older generation have all died or left. There are just a few of us old men left in Kyoto, and I don't know how long I'll last."

Perhaps because of Li Qingyuan's death, Lao Wangye was moved.

Yun'an wanted to try and persuade him, but Lao Wangye's next words successfully dissuaded her.

"My dear Yun'er, in the future when this old man is feeling down, I only hope to eat a few bites of cake. After all, as we get older, every bite eaten is one less."

"Are you feeling down Maybe you're just hungry!"

Night, pervades the heavens and earth.

When they returned to Yiwu Palace, Beichen Yi rarely came back early.

Having told Beichen Yi about Li Qingyuan, Yun An'an couldn't help but sigh at the impermanence of life.

The murderer who killed Li Qingyuan has been caught.

"Caught it, so fast"

Ancient crime-solving efficiency...so high

He is the disciple of Li Qingyuan, Song Xiazhi.

Song Xiazhi was Li Qingyuan's eldest apprentice and had been learning medicine by his side.

But a year ago, Li Qingyuan decided to pass on his life's work, the medical book, to his second apprentice, Wang Jiangyu. This truly made Song Xiaoxin feel envious.

Thus, taking advantage of Li Qingyuan's sleepwalking episode, he killed the person and meticulously erased any traces of crime from the scene, disposing of the body in Tian Dao Forest.

Beichen Yi said, Yun An'an stood with her shoulders hunched and frowned.

"Uncle, don't you think... there are bugs in this case Like loopholes."

Everything the uncle says is too logical, which makes me suspicious.

Since Song Xiaozhi had the intention to kill Li Qingyuan, why didn't he do it a year ago He chose to wait until today to strike.

Also, Li Qingyuan was going to pass on his life's knowledge to his second disciple. At such an important event as the Kyoto Medical Arts Convention, why did he only bring Song Xiaozhi and not Wang something, who was considered his most promising student

This inevitably raises doubts in one's mind.

"Don't worry, Aner. Song Xiazhi has already committed suicide in prison out of fear of guilt. Li Qingyuan's case is now closed."

"Did he commit suicide Did Song Xiaozhi commit suicide after settling everything"

"Hmm."

Beichen Yi embraced Yun An'an, watching the frown crease between her brows. He reached out his hand to smooth away the worry etched there.

"You needn't worry about other people's affairs, An'er. Get a good night's sleep tonight as the palace banquet is tomorrow. Otherwise, you'll be late again."

As soon as the word "palace banquet" came up, Yun An'an got a headache.

According to the routines in common TV dramas and novels, palace banquets are often places of intrigue and power struggles.

"Uncle, is the immunity card coming back" already arrived at the station thirty li outside Kyoto.As soon as I thought about being able to cure Bei Chen Yi's poison, the contract between us would end, and I would leave Yi Wangfu.Yun'an'an was...