"Coroner Lin, the Empress is here."
After Zhang Jinglin entered the room, he called for coroner Lin, who was in the middle of an autopsy. Upon hearing that the Empress had arrived, coroner Lin was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt.
" Greetings, Empress."
"No need to be polite. Have you tested the results?"
Su Qing raised her hand and asked the coroner to get up. She kept looking at the poor pregnant woman. She had been dead for a long time. Her face was ashen, her eyes were black, and her face was swollen. Her lips were open, and her teeth were bleeding. Her eyes were wide open as if she was complaining about her grievances.
"The pregnant woman should have died of suffocation."
Coroner Lin spoke cautiously, but his tone was firm.
"What do you mean?"
Su Qing looked at him and asked. Coroner Lin pointed at the pregnant woman's cheeks and teeth for Su Qing to see,
