After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 626 Death Penalty

Manager Li looked at the Old Prince and saw confusion in the Old Prince’s eyes.

From a distance, a servant ran over and said, "Old Prince, the Heir’s wife went to the embroidery room. The embroidery room manager Mrs. Qian confessed that it was the Old Madam who instigated her to use the old clothes of someone who died of leprosy to transmit leprosy to the Heir’s wife."

"The Heir’s wife did not wear them and thus escaped a disaster."

The Old Prince staggered.

If Manager Li hadn’t supported him, the Old Prince might have fallen.

"This... this is a crime punishable by execution of the entire family!" The Old Prince’s face turned pale.

Manager Li supported the Old Prince.

He felt the Old Prince was exaggerating.

Although spreading leprosy is a capital offense, the Prince Zhenbei Mansion holds substantial military power, the Emperor would certainly not blame the Prince Zhenbei Mansion for the Old Madam’s misdeeds.

The Old Prince raised his trembling hand to point at the Old Madam.

"Beat her!"

"Beat her hard!"

As soon as the Old Prince finished speaking, the servants came over with planks.

The Old Madam hadn’t expected that her recent words would soften the Old Prince a little. She planned to then shift the matter of substituting inferior for superior work onto the former Old Madam. The original Old Madam, aware of her impending death, feared that once she died, the Old Prince would remarry and neglect the Prince and the First Young Lady. Therefore, she arranged for her to occupy the position of Duchess — this explanation was reasonable.

She hadn’t expected the leprosy matter to be exposed before she could speak.

Didn’t she instruct Mrs. Qian to do it cleanly?!

This truly couldn’t blame Mrs. Qian, since not everyone is as cruel and heartless as the Old Madam.

If not for the Old Madam’s instruction, how would Mrs. Qian have dared to tamper with Su Jin’s clothes?

Originally, Dong Lan was supposed to be dealt with, but she only neatly folded the clothes and sent them to the Agarwood Pavilion without opening them for Su Jin to wear.

Mrs. Qian thought that simply carrying clothes wouldn’t cause an infection, and killing a maid like that was too ruthless.

Furthermore, five or six maids in the embroidery room had touched the beautifully folded clothes, and if they were all eliminated, there wouldn’t be anyone left to serve in the embroidery room.

Just because of a bit of luck, the Old Madam’s evil deeds weren’t hidden.

Quickly, the sound of the planks spread.

The Old Prince just stood there watching.

Thirty years as the Duchess, having overseen countless beatings, this was the first time she was beaten.

The Old Madam’s forehead trembled from the pain.

The Prince walked in and said to the Old Prince, "Father, go inside first, I’ll interrogate her."

Manager Li helped the Old Prince into the house.

The Prince cast a glance.

Two servants moved the planks.

Smack! Smack!

With two strikes, the Old Madam let out a blood-curdling scream that echoed throughout the Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

Just two planks crippled the Old Madam’s legs.

The Prince and the Old Madam had little mother and son affection.

A mother’s murder.

Irreconcilable.

One night of not asking or intervening, yet she remained tight-lipped; even now, she wouldn’t confess.

He really wanted to see if her silence was stronger than his planks.

After the Old Madam screamed twice, she fainted.

But fainting was not a problem, she could be splashed awake again.

This time it wasn’t cold water, but saltwater. Once splashed on her wounds, bleeding after coming into contact with saltwater, it painfully woke her up.

The Third Master came over and knelt at the Prince’s feet, "Brother, all these years, mother hasn’t treated you badly..."

Not badly?

The Prince laughed in anger.

Was he supposed to be grateful that the Old Madam killed his mother but didn’t lay hands on him?

The Prince raised his hand, a chop with the edge aimed at the Third Master’s neck.

The Third Master fainted.

The Old Madam called out once, the Prince looked at her, voice cold as ice, "Confess honestly, and I’ll spare his life."

"If you insist on not speaking, a child’s debt shall be paid by the parent, and I will surely send your children to accompany you."

"You!" The Old Madam’s face twisted with rage.

Though unsure if the Prince’s promise to spare the Third Master was true.

But when the Prince said a child’s debt shall be paid by the parent, he was definitely not bluffing!

She herself could harm her own flesh-and-blood sister.

The Third Master and the Prince weren’t even of the same mother, they were the children of an enemy, what would prevent the Prince from acting?

The Old Madam had never regretted so deeply leaving the Prince alive.

She had fallen prey to the Empress Dowager’s selfishness in this lifetime!

She stared intently at the Prince.

The cold, snake-like gaze was truly terrifying.

But something more terrifying was yet to come.

The Old Madam screamed, and then blood started to flow from her seven orifices — eyes, nose, mouth...

Truthfully, even the Prince, accustomed to battlefield slaughter, was shocked by this scene.

Because it happened without warning.

Because the Prince was still relying on the Old Madam to learn about his birth mother’s whereabouts.

Before confessing, she absolutely could not die!

The Hidden Guard responsible for watching over the Old Madam appeared swiftly, grabbed the Old Madam, and sealed her heart meridian.

As long as the poison didn’t reach the heart meridian, perhaps she could still be saved.

Upon rising, seeing the Prince’s cold and darkened face, the Hidden Guard trembled with fear, "My Prince, please calm down."

"Subordinates confirm that no one poisoned the Old Madam in these two days."

But if it was a poison administered earlier—

Why did it occur exactly at this moment?

The Prince’s face was cold as frost.

On the Observation Tower.

Princess Nanzhang looked towards the courtyard.

It was too far to see anything clearly.

Xie Jinyu moved the Jade Flute from her lips, flipped through the score, and said impatiently, "What piece is this, so difficult to play?!"

"Not playing anymore!"

She tossed the Jade Flute into the brocade box, holding Princess Nanzhang’s arm, "Mother, it’s too hot up here, shall we go back?"

Princess Nanzhang patted her hand, "If you find it hot, go back first."

"No, I’ll stay to accompany you," Xie Jinyu said sweetly.

"Then let’s go back."

The sound of the flute ceased, and the Old Madam’s bleeding stopped.

Her head drooped, and she fainted on the bench.

A servant plucked up the courage to feel her breath, "She’s still breathing."

"Splash her awake!" the Prince ordered coldly.

The Old Madam regained consciousness.

But unfortunately, she was blind, mute.

Only her left ear could still hear.

The Prince dispatched a maid to call Su Jin to check the Old Madam’s pulse.

Seeing the Old Madam’s condition, Su Jin felt she was definitely going to have nightmares that night.

The Old Madam’s bleeding from the seven orifices seemed caused by poisoning.

But when Su Jin really checked her pulse, she overturned her own guess—

The Old Madam was not poisoned.

There was something wrong with her pulse, but it was unclear what caused it.

Su Jin was very curious about the Old Madam’s bleeding from the seven orifices.

Clearly, the mastermind behind substituting inferior for superior work intended to take the Old Madam’s life, fearing she would confess, so they silenced her.

But how did the person behind this act under the Prince’s nose?

And executed with such precision, six orifices bled, leaving one to keep the Old Madam alive for treatment.

However, it’s better for the Old Madam to remain alive with just a breath.

Living in such pain was the only way to atone for her sins.

The Prince ordered the Old Madam to be taken to Aunt Ding’s courtyard.

The rest of the Old Madam’s life would be cared for by Aunt Ding.

However long the Old Madam lived.

Aunt Ding would live just as long.