Luo Bingcheng's gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one.

Stunned, sad, and unbelievable, all kinds of emotions are mixed together, and the knee-jerk reactions seem very real.

And the Emperor... Going crazy in hysteria, it is clearly impossible to accept this fact.

Luo Bingcheng didn't seem to see that Emperor Ji was already in a state of collapse, and raised his voice to remind: "Emperor Ji, if you want to verify the identity of the deceased, you can do an autopsy." ”

"Autopsy?" Ji Yuntong looked at Luo Bingcheng fiercely, "Yes! Autopsy! ”

She seemed to have grasped some life-saving straw again, and pulled Qiaosheng to ask: "Bengong remembers... There is an imperial doctor in the house who can perform an autopsy......"

Qiao Sheng swallowed even more: "It's the imperial doctor of Chang, and the slave will invite him here." ”

Luo Bingcheng made a look, and one of Jin Linwei's people followed behind Qiao Sheng.

At this time, Pei Xun suddenly pulled Ji Yuntong into his arms.

He wrapped one hand around her waist and the other on the back of her head, imprisoning her in a very strong manner.

Slightly lowered his head as if buried in Emperor Ji's pale neck, and his voice was hoarse and coaxed, "Emperor Ji, your body is already weak, if you are too sad, I am afraid that you will faint." ”

"This dead body can't be determined to be the son of the alien, Emperor Ji should not be so sad."

"You're so... I'm going to be distressed. ”

He deliberately chose a darker position, and it was almost facing away from Luo Bingcheng's direction, which made it difficult for people to see his face clearly in the middle of the night.

Luo Bingcheng only glanced at it twice and then looked away, the two of them were so intimate, it was not good for him to keep staring.

He looked sideways slightly at Zhuo Bai, who had been confused, and asked in a low voice, "Steward Zhuo, who is this?" ”

"Huh...?" Zhuo Bai hadn't yet buffered from the fact that he might be dead, and when he heard Luo Bingcheng's question, he reacted for a moment before slowly replying: "Yes... The emperor's male pet. ”

I see.

No wonder it doesn't seem as sad as the others.

Luo Bingcheng didn't care anymore.

Qiao Sheng soon came over with Imperial Doctor Chang.

Ji Yuntong was coaxed by Pei Xun for a while, and he was already somewhat appeased, "Insignificant people, get out of the palace!" ”

"You!" She pointed to Imperial Doctor Chang, "Bring... Go to the room for an autopsy. ”

The group entered a nearby room in a mighty way, and the dead bodies were carried behind the screen, and Ji Yuntong and them waited outside.

Luo Bingcheng followed Imperial Doctor Chang in, and Ji Xun didn't stop him when he saw it, but only stayed obediently in Pei Xun's arms, and the whole person seemed to be filled with the calm before the storm.

Imperial Doctor Chang looked nervous, but his hand was particularly steady, and he completed the autopsy under Luo Bingcheng's death-like gaze.

He extracted something indistinguishable from the corpse's stomach, put it in his nose and sniffed it, and then his pupils shrank.

Then he crawled to the ground and went outside to report to Ji Yuantong.

"Tell the Emperor, this... This man is indeed ...... Divorced son. ”

Ji Yuntong's heart was on fire, but before she could speak, Luo Bingcheng took the lead in asking: "How can you see it?" ”

Imperial Doctor Chang subconsciously replied: "The prince is unwell this afternoon, and his attendant came to the imperial hospital to ask Weichen to check the pulse. ”

"Wechen prescribed him a few flavors of medicine, this..."He held the residue that had just been extracted from his stomach, "This is exactly ......"

"Bang-" There was a loud bang, and Ji Yuntong directly flipped the table.

"Hongu! No, look, believe! ”

"This palace will never believe that it is alienation! Don't believe it! ”

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