Seeing that the body was about to be sent to the back mountain for burial, Ling Qingwan could no longer hold back. After discussing with Shen Chengzhou, she decided to go to the Jingzhao Yin Mansion in person to confirm the identity of the body again.
With Ling Xiao's help, the three of them entered Jingzhao Yin Mansion smoothly.
The body was placed in the morgue in the backyard, covered with a layer of white cloth. Ling Qingwan could only vaguely see the rotting toes of the body through a corner. Fortunately, the body had been handled and did not emit a foul smell.
Even so, Ling Qingwan still felt sick to her stomach.
Ling Xiao carefully noticed that Ling Qingwan was acting strangely, and calmly pulled her behind him, away from the corpse.
"General Shen, Prince, and Miss Ling, I have sent someone to call the coroner to come and confirm it again. Please wait a moment." Lord Liao of Jingzhao Yinfu said to the three people respectfully.
After all, standing in front of him were the great general and the prince of the dynasty. Even if the marquis's mansion fell into decline, he could not afford to offend these two people.
After a while, the coroner arrived and examined the three people under their noses.
Ling Qingwan stared at something not far away, not even daring to blink. She almost forced herself not to vomit and insisted on watching the entire examination.
Lord Liao couldn't help but admire Ling Qingwan when he saw how persistent she was.
The corpse was already festering, and after two or three days, it was already too horrible to look at. Except for professional coroners, I'm afraid no one would be able to stand seeing the corpse in its current state. Ling Qingwan looked weak, but the patience and courage in her body were not something that ordinary people could match.
Soon, the coroner brought the results.
"It's confirmed. The scar was not added recently. It is indeed a mark that was formed many years ago." Lord Liao told the others.
The three of them looked more serious than each other, especially Ling Qingwan.
She couldn't figure out where the mistake had occurred.
If Ye Yun was not dead, how could we explain that the marks on this corpse were exactly the same as his? Ye Yun should not have expected this to happen more than ten years ago, and specifically looked for someone who had his left arm injured at the same time as him.
Even so, it is impossible for scars to form at exactly the same time and in exactly the same shape.
"Could it be that Ling Feng lied, and there was actually no so-called scar mark on Ye Yun's arm, and he made it all up after seeing the corpse?"
On the way back in the carriage, Shen Chengzhou thought about it and could only come up with this one guess, which seemed reasonable.
"It's possible, but also unlikely." Ling Qingwan's brows have never relaxed since she entered the Jingzhao Yin Mansion.
"What do you mean?" Ling Xiao asked impatiently.
Among the three of them discussing something, he was afraid that he would be the most confused one.
"Ling Feng has been demoted to a minor official of the sixth or seventh rank. The emperor has already issued an imperial decree. This is set in stone and cannot be changed. He is now in a difficult situation and can hardly save himself. Given his temperament, he has no time to care about Ye Yun. Even if Ye Yun is not dead, what does it matter? He relied on Ling Feng before, but now that Ling Feng has fallen, can he still rely on Ye Yun in return?"
The implication is that Ye Yun might still be alive, but it was probably his own idea and had little to do with Ling Feng.
"What a coincidence that Ye Yun's body was completely rotten and unrecognizable, and his identity could not be confirmed by appearance alone. What a coincidence that his left arm, which could prove his identity, was intact. How could such a coincidence happen in the world?"
Not to mention Ling Qingwan, even Ling Xiao, who has always been simple-minded and single-minded, didn't believe it.
But there is no way to disbelieve it, they have to produce evidence. Otherwise, they can't convince others, nor can they convince themselves.
"Wanwan, you've worked hard these days. Go back and have some rest." Shen Chengzhou couldn't bear it. Seeing Ling Qingwan looking much more haggard than usual, he felt very distressed.
These things should not be handled by a little girl like her, but she has made the greatest contribution. Thinking of this, Shen Chengzhou felt very frustrated.
It’s hard to imagine that he, a great general who protects the country, can’t even handle one thing properly and still needs his granddaughter to worry about him.
"I understand, grandpa." Ling Qingwan forced a smile.
As long as Ye Yun's matter was not settled, she would not be able to sleep well. Ling Qingwan could not remember how many days she had not been able to sleep well.
Shen Chengzhou returned to the general's residence, and the three of them separated at the door. Ling Xiao and Ling Qingwan returned to the Ling residence.
As soon as they reached the door, the brother and sister were stopped by Ling Feng.
"Did you go to the Jingzhao Yin Mansion?" Ling Feng asked.
Unexpectedly, Ling Feng was so well-informed. As soon as they came out of Jingzhao Yin Mansion, Ling Feng heard about this.
"There are some things that need to be confirmed. I hope my father understands." Ling Xiao lowered his head and explained to Ling Feng.
"The person is dead, what else is there to confirm?" Ling Feng was extremely angry and snorted coldly. "Since Yun'er has passed away, I beg you to give him peace and let him be buried quietly, okay?"
Ling Qingwan frowned.
She didn't feel anything about these words, but she was afraid that Ling Xiao would be sad.
As his children, Ling Feng's attitude towards Ye Yun and Ling Xiao is completely different. It's a pity that Ling Xiao has tried so hard to please him over the years, but he never thought that Ling Feng had already arranged his dearest son to be by his side.
Thinking of this, Ling Qingwan raised her eyes and looked towards Ling Xiao.
"Man'er is gone, and my son is gone too. Are you happy now?" Ling Feng sneered, and as he laughed, his expression began to turn bitter.
If this scene was seen by outsiders, they would think that Ling Qingwan and Ling Xiao bullied him.
"You keep calling me your son, as if I'm not your daughter and my brother is not your son." Ling Qingwan couldn't help but scold Ling Feng. "At this point, you're still so stubborn. I really didn't expect it."
"Do you have the right to speak in this family?" Ling Feng was furious and immediately yelled at Ling Qingwan. "If it weren't for you, would the Marquis' Mansion be in this state now? The old lady is right, you are the jinx!"
Ling Xiao took a few steps forward to block Ling Qingwan. He called Qingfeng and sent Ling Feng back to the room, while pulling Ling Qingwan away and going to the backyard.
"I don't feel anything, don't worry, brother." Ling Qingwan knew that Ling Xiao was worried about her.
Ling Xiao then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Wanwan, it's my brother who failed to protect you." Perhaps Ling Feng's words reminded Ling Xiao of what happened to Ling Qingwan these days. Because of the old lady, countless people in the mansion had cursed Ling Qingwan behind her back, calling her a jinx.
The decline of the Marquis's Mansion clearly had nothing to do with her, yet she was the one being scolded the harshest.
"I have only been back home for half a year. Apart from my grandparents, mother and you, I have not shown much affection for the rest of the people. I don't care what they say about me. I am worried about you. Do you feel wronged knowing that your father has kept his illegitimate son by his side for more than ten years and doted on him?"
The two walked slowly side by side, chatting casually.
"I know how my father treated me over the years. I just didn't know the reason at that time, and I always felt it was inexplicable. Even if these things hadn't happened, no matter how good he treated me afterwards, and how much he cared for me, I still couldn't accept it..."
Ling Qingwan's eyes suddenly lit up.
Mend it… Yes! Mend it! She thought of it.