Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince
Chapter 311: It’s Time for Her to Meet Imperial Physician Chen

Chapter 311: Chapter 311: It’s Time for Her to Meet Imperial Physician Chen

Upon hearing this, Qi Yu was so shocked that he choked on the tea he had yet to swallow, "A corpse?"

Feng Yue nodded slightly, his face impassive as he said, "The one on top is a man’s corpse."

Qi Yu hurriedly set down the teacup, her expression beyond shock, and asked, "How can a man’s corpse just appear out of nowhere in the Grandmaster Residence?"

Feng Yue himself was puzzled by this question. He shook his head, indicating that he had nothing to disclose.

Liu Wensheng had stopped coughing, but Feng Yue kept patting his back intermittently. Liu raised his hand to stop Feng Yue’s motions.

Feng Yue looked even more forlorn as Liu Wensheng asked with a headache, "What exactly are you so upset about?"

He still had no idea what he’d said wrong to put Feng Yue in such a lasting sullen mood.

Feng Yue mumbled for a while before he lowly muttered, "You don’t need me anymore."

Liu Wensheng fell silent, his expression somewhat bewildered, slightly incredulous, "Is that why you’re being difficult with me?"

Feng Yue didn’t speak, but his expression seemed more aggrieved by the minute.

To the uninformed, he might seem like a scoundrel who abandoned his wife and child.

Liu Wensheng had to soften his tone, saying to him, "It’s not that I don’t need you, but rather, you have your own life, too. You don’t have to spend all your time and energy on me."

He believed he was being quite reasonable.

But to Feng Yue, it just didn’t sound the same at all.

He shook his head, a serious expression on his face as he said, "I need to take care of you."

Liu Wensheng felt it was impossible to reason with him, waved his hand dismissively, and let him be, "Fine, whatever makes you happy."

After speaking, he then turned towards Qi Yu, who looked somewhat oddly, and asked, "Regarding the corpses at the bottom of the well in the Grandmaster Residence, what does the Princess think?"

Qi Yu snapped back to reality, frowning as she said, "Unless we can identify those people, I can’t guess what they have to do with the Grandmaster Residence."

Even the most vile person wouldn’t kill someone and bury the body in their own home.

Liu Wensheng nodded slightly, "Indeed, we need to confirm their identities, but we can’t just remove the corpses. Otherwise, we might startle the snake in the grass."

Qi Yu felt like her head was about to explode; in just these short fifteen minutes, she felt overloaded with information.

She raised her hand to her head, wishing she could knock some inspiration into it.

Unfortunately, aside from a slight sensation of pain, she felt nothing.

"Unless the individuals from the Grandmaster Residence come forward to report it themselves, there really isn’t a legitimate way to investigate the identities of those people," Qi Yu sighed.

Liu Wensheng and Feng Yue also looked grave.

The three of them sat in silence for a moment before Qi Yu suddenly brightened up, excitedly got to her feet, and said to them, "I’ve got it!"

"What is it?" The other two looked at her skeptically.

Qi Yu chuckled, raising her eyebrows at them as she said, "Prince Li Tianze has planted a spy in the Grandmaster Residence. Maybe this person can help."

"You want this person to find out the identities of those corpses?" Liu Wensheng guessed.

Qi Yu nodded, "Exactly. The act of murder is a grave matter, and even if it’s well concealed, there must surely be some whispers about it."

The reason this spy had not reported such an important incident must mean that it occurred very secretly.

Had it not been for Liu Wensheng, who grew up in the Grandmaster Residence and coincidentally discovered the corpse at the same location of his childhood home, they might not have found out about this incident so quickly.

As long as she conveyed the news to the spy, the spy would be able to trace back the leads to this matter.

Now that they had both the testimonies and the physical evidence, investigating the truth would not be difficult.

Qi Yu pondered for a moment and discovered another intriguing point.

She looked towards Liu Wensheng and suddenly asked, "How did you guess there was a body buried under the well at first glance?"

Liu Wensheng looked startled, turned away his face, and seemed reluctant to answer the question.

Feng Yue took the initiative to speak, "It was me who found it. As soon as I entered, I smelled a rotten stench coming from beneath the well."

Qi Yu raised her eyebrows and said in a somewhat playful tone, "Then the two of you are really lucky."

On hearing this, both men’s expressions stiffened.

Qi Yu did not continue to press the matter—after all, who doesn’t have secrets?

Besides, any one of the secrets she carried could terrify them to death.

She steered the conversation away and checked Liu Wensheng’s pulse, "The prescription given by Master has started to take effect; the toxins in your body have been stabilized."

Feng Yue couldn’t help but ask, "So, can his illness be cured?"

Qi Yu, although reluctant to shatter his illusions, still shook her head gravely, "I’m afraid not. Stabilizing the toxins only means that they won’t spread any further, at least allowing him to live a little longer."

The light in Feng Yue’s eyes dimmed momentarily, but he quickly rallied and said to Qi Yu, "I will find the antidote as soon as possible."

This time, Qi Yu did not continue to dent his confidence.

She released Liu Wensheng’s wrist and said with a light laugh, "That day is coming soon."

After all, the Empress’s due date was drawing increasingly near.

She was also curious to see how the Empress planned to continue deceiving everyone.

Last time in Jingyang Palace, she had noticed something amiss with the child in the Empress’s womb.

Although she was not a professional gynecologist, she still had some common sense.

By this month, the Empress should be showing some signs of swelling.

Yet, upon close observation, aside from her protruding belly, the Empress showed no other changes outwardly; her skin was still smooth as jade, her limbs slender.

Moreover, a pregnant woman’s emotions should not fluctuate too much, as it would definitely affect the child within.

But every time the Empress saw her, she looked as if she wanted to tear Qi Yu apart, and on several occasions even smashed a teacup in front of her.

Could such drastic emotional swings not affect the child in her womb? Was that possible?

Qi Yu discussed it with Mo Qingshan, and they concluded that the Empress’s behavior was very abnormal.

These symptoms closely resembled carrying a deceased fetus.

Or rather, it seemed as if some trickery had been used to fabricate the appearance of pregnancy.

Qi Yu had long suspected that the Empress was faking her pregnancy. After all, Li Tianze’s distaste for her did not seem feigned, and he rarely stayed overnight at Jingyang Palace.

Even if they were lucky and conceived at the first attempt, the Empress’s demeanor was not at all like that of a pregnant mother; her face showed no joy.

Qi Yu also noticed a detail: the Empress’s hand would always unconsciously stroke her belly, yet her face never once showed the happiness of a soon-to-be mother.

That expression looked more like bitterness and jealousy.

Connecting all these clues together, it was easy to deduce that the Empress had fabricated her pregnancy.

And more coincidentally, the day after Chen Shi entered the palace was precisely the day the Empress was found to be with child.

Qi Yu thought that it was time for her to meet this Imperial Physician Chen.