Only seven days left to live? She goes crazy and kills

Yan Ming looked grim, and stopped talking coldly, following Yan Donghuang all the way to the Ministry of Justice Prison.

Chen Shaoheng was covered in wounds, curled up on the haystack in the cell.

The sound of the jailer opening the door woke him up.

He opened his eyes with a start and saw Yan Donghuang and Yan Ming walking in one after another. Hope flashed in his eyes and he subconsciously struggled to get up: "Your Highness Jing Wang! Your Highness Jing Wang, save me. I acted on your orders. You said you could save my life. Your Highness Jing Wang——"

"Chen Shaoheng." Yan Ming interrupted him coldly, "I didn't instruct you to poison the princess, nor did I promise you anything."

Chen Shaoheng froze: "Jing Wang, you...what did you say?"

Yan Ming walked quickly to the cell and asked angrily: "I want to ask you, who gave you the poison? Why did you frame me?"

Chen Shaoheng froze: "Your Highness Jing Wang——"

Yan Ming didn't listen to him at all: "Who handed the poison to you?"

"It was your servant in your house." Chen Shaoheng gritted his teeth and stared at him. "You said it yourself, you hate the princess, she must die, as long as you do this, you can keep me safe... Your Highness, I'm doing everything you tell me to do!"

"My servant in my house?" Yan Ming sneered, "What does that servant look like?"

Chen Shaoheng said anxiously: "Tall, thin, about eighteen or nineteen years old..."

"If I bring all the servants in my house to you, can you recognize them?"

Chen Shaoheng froze, panic appeared in his eyes: "He... He came at night, wearing a black suit, and... He covered his face..."

Yan Ming's voice became more and more severe: "Then how do you determine that he is eighteen or nineteen years old?"

Pingyang Hou was stunned, and subconsciously replied: "Judging from his figure and voice."

Yan Ming walked too fast just now, and the injury on his back was in severe pain at this time.

He frowned, holding the cell door with one hand, and his voice became colder and colder: "So you didn't confirm his identity at all, and just based on his one-sided words, you thought that I gave you the poison, and I asked you to poison the princess?"

"Of course not!" Chen Shaoheng suddenly thought of something and roared in despair, "If he didn't have the handwritten letter from the prince, how could I listen to his one-sided words when he was masked?"

Yan Ming said coldly: "Where is the handwritten letter?"

Chen Shaoheng's face changed: "The handwritten letter has been burned by me--"

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.

Chen Shaoheng's face became extremely stiff, and fear and despair appeared in his eyes.

He obviously realized the seriousness of the situation.

If Yan Ming refused to admit it, he would not even have evidence, because the evidence had been burned by him.

Or if the mastermind was really not Yan Ming, then he was used as a knife by someone, and he didn't even know who that person was.

He poisoned the princess in a confused state and lost the entire Pingyang Marquis Mansion.

"Yan Donghuang, what else do you have to say now?" Yan Ming turned his head and looked at Yan Donghuang, his face sneered, "Do you think you can kill me just based on Chen Shaoheng's one-sided statement?"

"If I want to kill you, one-sided statement is enough."

"You--"

Yan Donghuang's expression was cold and hard: "After all, even if Pingyang Hou was not ordered by you, the order you gave to Sheng Jing'an is enough to make you fall into an eternal damnation."

Yan Ming's face turned pale, and he felt like he was falling into an ice cellar.

"Princess!" Chen Shaoheng suddenly knelt down in front of Yan Donghuang and kowtowed, "I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong! For Yushu's sake, please let me go this time. I will definitely change my ways in the future, live a good life with Yushu, never neglect her again, never be used by others, and never do anything--"

"The evidence of murdering the crown prince is conclusive. Do you think you still have a chance?" Yan Donghuang interrupted him with a cold and ruthless voice.

Chen Shaoheng froze on the ground, his whole body cold, as if the blood stopped flowing, leaving only despair and regret.

Yan Donghuang turned and walked out.

Yan Ming turned slowly and followed her, staring at her back like a snake, and slowly clenched his hands hanging by his side.

If he had a weapon in his hand, even if it was just a dagger, he would want to kill her in prison so that she couldn't even see the sun outside.

Ascend the throne?

Go to the underworld to ascend the throne.

It's a pity that he has no weapon and is dragging a body that has not healed. If he really wants to do it, he will be the only one to die.

Yan Ming lowered his eyes, his eyes were sinister and sharp.

Yan Donghuang.

This king will live well, and live to see when you will be deserted by your friends and relatives and die without a complete body.