His entire family perished in battle; he rose from the ashes to conquer the world.

"Young Master Lan, this is a courtroom. Please do not interfere or obstruct the investigation!"

Xu Wei had long noticed Lan Que's unusual behavior, but since the matter was not yet clear, he could not arbitrarily accuse anyone. He could only issue a warning, telling the other party not to interfere.

After being warned on the spot by Xu Wei, Lan Que sat back down, looking dejected.

"Can you identify what kind of poison it is?" Xu Wei continued his conversation with the coroner.

The coroner shook his head and said:

"Unless we find the same poison, it will be difficult for us to determine what kind of poison it is."

Xu Wei understood the deeper meaning in the coroner's words: "So, you already know what kind of poison it is, but you're not sure?"

The voice just fell.

The coroners looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Lin Xueshang handed the small porcelain bottle in her hand to the coroner, "Take a look, is this it?"

The eldest coroner took the small porcelain bottle, opened the stopper, brought the bottle opening to his nose, smelled it, and his expression changed instantly.

He didn't rush to speak, but instead handed the small porcelain bottle to several colleagues beside him.

They all took a sniff.

He wore the same expression as the older coroner.

"How is it?" Xu Wei asked, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope.

"Your Honor, the smell of this small porcelain bottle is exactly the same as the poison that Feng Zhong was poisoned with," the older coroner said.

These words were spoken.

The faces of Old Madam Mu, Qin Hongxiu, and Lin Xueshang, who were present, all showed a hint of joy.

"What kind of poison is it?" Xu Wei asked hurriedly.

Before the coroners could respond, a guilty-looking Lan Que angrily pointed at them: "I'm telling you, don't talk nonsense! Otherwise, I won't let you off!"

"Young Master Lan, this is a courtroom!!!!"

Xu Wei warned Lan Que repeatedly, but to no avail. At this moment, he could no longer bear it and almost shouted a warning at Lan Que.

"My lord, Feng Zhong is a capable lieutenant under my father. I was just concerned about... that's all."

Lan Que said with his head down.

Xu Wei gave him a cold glance, then shifted his gaze to the coroners and said:

"Speak freely and without worry; I guarantee your safety!"

Upon hearing this, the coroners seemed to have made up their minds.

The older coroner took a deep breath and said, "Sir, the poison that Feng Zhong was afflicted with is the Lan family's unique 'Heartbreak Powder'."

"The Lan family's unique 'Heartbreak Powder'!"

Almost everyone turned to look at Lan Que.

Clearly, the Lan family's unique "Heartbreak Powder" naturally belongs to the Lan family.

And among those present.

Only Lan Que has the surname Lan.

In addition, he had just obstructed them in various ways and even threatened several coroners.

He's clearly acting out of a guilty conscience.

Lan Que felt uneasy and extremely nervous as everyone stared at him.

"What makes you say that Feng Zhongzhong's medicine is Lan Jia's Heartbreak Powder? Just because of that broken bottle someone gave you?" Lan Que argued, forcing a smile.

"Young Master Lan, we've been in the coroner's profession for decades, examining corpses and detecting drugs, and we've never made a mistake. Feng Zhong's lips are purplish-black, and there's a faint smell of poisonous herbs on his hands. This person's scent is exactly the same as the scent in the small porcelain bottle!"

Based on his experience, the older coroner offered his opinion.

"This doesn't prove it's the Lan family's Heartbreak Powder. There are countless poisons in the world, and there are plenty of similar ones!" Lan Que seized on this loophole, frantically trying to clear himself of suspicion.

However, the older coroner raised the small porcelain bottle in his hand and turned it upside down.

On the bottom of the small porcelain bottle, a large character "蓝" (blue) was clearly printed.

When Lan Que saw the words at the bottom, he had no more strength to argue. He took several steps back and finally slumped into the chair, his eyes vacant, as if his soul had been taken away.

This moment.

Mu Yuan has been completely cleared of suspicion.

After all, the Lan family's unique Heartbreak Powder would never appear in Mu Yuan's hands.

The truth about Feng Zhong's poisoning has also come to light.

"Guards, arrest Lan Que!" Based on the Lan family's unique "Heartbreak Powder," Xu Wei immediately targeted Lan Que and ordered the governor's yamen runners to arrest him.

"Wait!"

At this moment, Wang Xian spoke up to stop him.

"Eunuch Wang, the matter is clear. Feng Zhong was not poisoned by Mu Yuan, but Lan Que is a prime suspect. Why did you stop it?" Xu Wei asked with some dissatisfaction.

Wang Xian leaned close to Xu Wei and whispered in his ear:

"Lord Xu, Lan Que is the son of the Duke of Liang. Although the poison is unique to the Lan family, arresting him is tantamount to openly opposing the Duke of Liang."

While seemingly acting in Xu Wei's best interests, Wang Xian had actually met privately with Lan Que's father, Duke Lan Shi of Liang, before his arrival.

Lan Shi repeatedly instructed him that if anything went wrong, he must protect Lan Que.

He will surely reward you handsomely afterwards.

In order to obtain a generous reward from Duke Lan Shi of Liang, Wang Xian naturally could not allow Xu Wei to arrest Lan Shi.

Despite Wang Xian's "well-intentioned" advice, Xu Wei showed little interest. He issued another order, his tone even more forceful and resolute than before:

"What are you waiting for? Arrest him!"

Seeing that Xu Wei remained unmoved, Wang Xian shouted, "Xu Wei, are you not even going to give us any face?"

"Your Excellency, I have been ordered to handle this case. Since Mu Yuan is innocent and Lan Que is highly suspicious, I cannot bend the law for personal gain and fail the court's expectations!" Xu Wei said in a businesslike manner.

He never liked offending people, and he had always practiced this principle throughout his many years as an official. The reason why he was so firm at this moment was entirely to repay the kindness of Old Madam Mu from back then.

In the midst of the dispute.

The governor's yamen runners had already taken action and brought Lan Que under control.

"Your Highness, save me!"

Lan Que immediately sought help from Prince Ning, Zhu Zhengfa.

However, Prince Ning, Zhu Zheng, fearing that he would get into trouble, simply ignored Lan Que's plea for help.

Lan Que panicked immediately.

With the small porcelain bottle found, his chances of winning were completely gone.

Furthermore, the coroner examined Feng Zhong's body and smelled the unique "Heartbreak Powder" from the small porcelain bottle, which undoubtedly tells everyone that Feng Zhong's death is inextricably linked to him.

Moreover, this is the southwest, not the capital.

At present, the only person Lan Que can turn to for help is Prince Ning, Zhu Zheng.

Unfortunately, Prince Zhu Zheng of Ning never showed any pity for those who had no use to him.

They would certainly not offer any assistance.

"asshole!!!"

Prince Ning, Zhu Zheng's, indifference infuriated Lan Que, who, disregarding all hierarchy, cursed, "You'll be punished for standing by and watching someone die!"

"Young Master Lan, how dare you be so insolent! What kind of status do you hold, that you would dare to insult me!"

Zhu Zheng glared angrily. The two of them, who used to sing in harmony, had now become mortal enemies who were mutually jealous of each other.

"Guards, slap him!"

Zhu Zheng waved to the guard beside him.

As a bodyguard of Prince Ning, he naturally didn't need to worry about what others thought, and had no fear whatsoever.

The guard strode up to Lan Que, raised his hand, and slapped him hard across the face. The force was so great that everyone in the courtroom could hear the crisp sound.

Soon, Lan Que's cheeks were slapped so hard they swelled up.

Blood kept gushing from his mouth, dripping onto the ground, mixed with his knocked-out teeth.