Lian Yu squinted slightly and examined the three corpses for a moment before saying: “I’ve heard there’s a medical hall among the people called Resurrection Hall. It has physicians with superb medical skills and possesses a miraculous art. Have you… ever heard of it?”

Though his final sentence was phrased as a question, his tone was like a statement, because those standing here were no ordinary people.

That Resurrection Hall wasn’t just spoken of in oral tradition—like some long-famous mysterious organizations and figures in the world, outsiders would be completely unfamiliar at first mention, but insiders knew their formidable nature.

When Lian Yu mentioned this, except for Qionghua from Guixiang Tower, almost everyone nodded.

That miraculous art wasn’t truly resurrection or returning to youth, but it did have indescribable wonders—facial reconstruction.

This mention undoubtedly explained the current bizarre situation.

The bodies had indeed been switched before Suzhen’s court presentation. What He Sai sent over were already switched bodies.

These three corpses were no longer the original courtesan and two others. Quan Feitong and others had found women of similar age and build to the courtesan’s group, killed them with golden hairpins, and sent them to Resurrection Hall for surgery.

At this point, everyone understood this case was completely beyond appeal.

Unless they could find Resurrection Hall.

Xiaozhou frowned tightly: “This Resurrection Hall is said to be somewhere in the capital, but people have only heard its name—almost no one knows its exact location. Never mind whether we can find this establishment, the search would take time. Before we found it, Prince Pei and his son would have already left the country.”

Suzhen’s heart also sank: “From Mochou’s narrow escape, my taking this case, to Your Majesty finding ways to intercept the bodies and discover their secret—we’re only one step from the truth.”

“How many things in this world often fall short by just that one step?” Lian Jie looked at her and said gently.

With one phrase, everyone fell silent. Looking at Lian Yu again, he remained speechless, still silent with narrowed eyes, not knowing if he was thinking about something, or if even emperors had difficult times.

“That Quan Feitong—this young master will kill him sooner or later!”

Lian Qin was furious, punching the corpse board.

Though everyone hated Quan Feitong now, none could deny this young chancellor’s domineering formidable nature.

The corpse’s clothes fluttered with the wind from his fist. Qionghua, who had been trembling, now came to her senses and pointed at the fake “courtesan”: “She’s not mother—mother had a diamond-shaped birthmark on her left abdomen.”

Everyone smiled bitterly. Since this body wasn’t the same person, naturally there would be differences.

But what good did this do?

Suzhen had a flash of something but couldn’t grasp it. Her lips moved as if to say something, but she didn’t know what to say. In her confusion, she heard Lian Yu ask closely: “How many people know about this?”

The Son of Heaven asked personally. Qionghua was startled and hurriedly bowed to answer: “Only a few girls in our building who served mother in bathing knew about it.”

At this point, everyone vaguely understood Lian Yu’s thoughts, but this birthmark wasn’t in a visible place. If it had been on the neck or hands, perhaps more people would have noticed it before.

Everyone was still pondering when Suzhen also wanted to find something to beat up like Lian Qin to vent her anger, but she heard Lian Yu give calm instructions: “Ninth Brother, your residence has an ice cellar. Find a way to preserve the bodies for three days so they don’t decay. Prince Pei will return to his country soon. Li Huaisu, since I promised to help you overturn the verdict, I’ll give you three days. Within three days, if you cannot bring Fengji to justice, the bodies will be completely cremated and this case will truly end here.”

“Sixth Brother, my ice cellar is for chilling wine and rare fruits and vegetables…” Lian Qin, suddenly assigned this task, had black lines all over his face.

General Murong Jinghou’s expression had been grave, but now he couldn’t help exchanging smiles with Lian Jie and Qinglong. Baihu said: “Ninth Prince, weren’t you just filled with righteous indignation? Being able to help is a wonderful thing.”

“It’s all your fault, all your fault! After chilling corpses, how can I drink my wine? You owe me an ice cellar—this young master will kill you!”

Lian Qin was frantic, running to Suzhen’s side to pinch her. Suzhen screamed as she hid behind Lian Yu.

Like Lian Qin, Suzhen loved beauty and wine. Later, Lian Yu transported thousand-year ice from seaside snow regions and built a small ice cellar in the palace for her to chill wine. Suzhen, who was usually penniless, finally had an ice cellar to compensate Lian Qin.

At that time, Lian Yu had already taken Shuangcheng as consort. Suzhen, being unwilling, managed to lure Shuangcheng to the ice cellar and lock her in. Lian Yu was furious and locked Suzhen in the ice cellar too.

All the past was hard to recapture. No wonder thorn birds would rather die than sing to their heart’s content, and night-blooming cereus would rather fall than bloom to the end.

Today, being able to laugh in adversity meant one must enjoy fully.

Life’s pleasures must be enjoyed to the fullest—so this was the meaning.

Suzhen wanted to cry. Wasn’t this back to square one? Lian Yu himself couldn’t think of anything and kicked the ball back to her—

Lian Yu was an efficient person who acted decisively. Once the matter was decided, he immediately set out to return to the palace. Tomorrow’s morning court couldn’t be delayed, leaving only the Chief Justice Office people at the charity morgue collectively going crazy.

The flowers bloom on two branches, each telling its own story.

Lian Yu and others’ carriages were now racing through the capital’s nighttime streets. General Murong Jinghou, following Lian Yu’s instructions, had people temporarily settle Qionghua to prevent any information from leaking out.

Though Lian Qin was making trouble, he was ultimately someone who could read situations. Regarding the case appeal and the competition between Quan Feitong and Lian Yu, though he wanted to ask if Lian Yu had strategies, he ultimately didn’t dare ask much. Since he hadn’t revealed methods at the charity morgue and only handed matters to Li Huaisu, there should truly be no room for maneuvering. Unless Li Huaisu could really produce something, but that was nearly impossible.

Very well, Lian Yu was handling several major affairs and shouldn’t be too distracted by this case. One of these major affairs concerned the Great Wei grain and oil prices. Even with Quan Feitong’s intervention in negotiations, they could only slightly reduce the increase—prices would still rise, extremely disadvantageous to Great Zhou’s national trade.

Therefore, secretly, Lian Yu had proposed to them the idea of finding ways to make Great Wei maintain original prices.

This matter was even more difficult than the national case.

At this time, Lian Jie and General Murong Jinghou almost simultaneously asked quietly: “Your Majesty, is there progress on the price war matter?”