Time seemed to stand still at that moment. He Yunze was quiet for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses.
Ruoan?
Was this done by Song Ruoan?
Impossible! He refused to believe it!
"You've not only wronged me, but you've also wronged my wife! This is a false accusation! An absolute false accusation! Who taught you to talk like that?"
As He Yunze spoke at the top of his lungs, he suddenly sprang to his feet and crawled a few steps toward Song Ruoan.
He gripped Song Ruoan's arms tightly with both hands, his eyes red-rimmed, and shook her body almost hysterically: "Ruoan, say something! Say something!"
"Was it Song Xizhi! Was it Song Xizhi who hated us so much that he used such a vicious scheme to kill us?"
Seeing that Song Ruoan remained silent, his breathing became increasingly rapid, and even his hands began to tremble. He roared, each word seemingly squeezed from his own throat: "Speak, Song Ruoan! Why won't you speak!"
Song Ruoan bit her lip tightly without saying a word, almost drawing blood.
She wanted to speak, but fear prevented her from uttering a single word. She was drenched in cold sweat and collapsed into He Yunze's arms, tears streaming down her face. She let He Yunze do as he pleased.
The reaction of the person in front of him made He Yunze's heart grow colder and colder. By the end, his lips had turned blue. Finally, several soldiers stepped forward and temporarily pinned him to the ground.
He Yunze was forcefully pressed to the ground, but he still struggled fiercely, his eyes fixed on Song Ruoan's direction, veins bulging on his forehead, almost as if he was about to shed tears of blood.
"Why? This is impossible! Why would Ruo'an frame her husband? We are one, she would never frame me like this!"
Song Ruoan shook her head, her voice trembling with tears: "Husband, it's not like that, it's not like that..."
Emperor Guangqi sat on his high seat, looking at He Yunce's almost crazed face, took a deep breath, and rubbed his temples.
Then he waved to the people below:
"Guards, take them both away and interrogate them separately to find out the truth and see if their stories match."
As soon as the emperor finished speaking, soldiers took the two clerks away.
Upon hearing this, He Yunze finally quieted down.
His head was still pressed to the ground, but he waited quietly, clenching his teeth, waiting almost frantically.
They were waiting for the emperor to give him and Ruo'an justice.
Scenes from his past life flashed before his eyes: tender moments, laughter and joy, children running around him, tugging at his robes and calling him "Dad"...
He Yunze recalled the events bit by bit, tears gradually filling his eyes, and the scenes he remembered gradually blurred.
But the woman's face gradually changed from the smiling Song Ruoan to Song Xizhi.
He Yunze was startled and instinctively raised his head, only to be abruptly pushed back down by the soldiers holding him down.
Suddenly everything went black, and a sharp pain shot through his forehead. The image of Song Xizhi's face vanished from his mind.
He Yunze didn't know why, but he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Impossible, he didn't believe Ruo'an would harm him.
Even if Ruo'an had accidents in the past, she would never mess around in this kind of situation; she had already promised him!
In a daze, the soldiers who had gone out to interrogate the registrar had returned to the main hall, and the emperor's deep voice asked:
"How's the investigation going?"
The two soldiers glanced at He Yunze and said each word firmly and clearly, "Your Majesty, the matter has been investigated and clarified."
Seeing this, the two soldiers slowly released He Yunze. He Yunze propped himself up from the ground and nervously held his breath again.
"After questioning the two clerks separately, I compared their testimonies. From their testimonies, the two men described the details of that day, Madam He's clothing, and what Madam He said exactly as they described it. There was no possibility of any forgery or collusion."
"In other words, I am fairly certain that it was Madam He who, carrying Lord He's official seal, instructed the two men to destroy the birthday gifts sent by Lord Song."
"The two registrars were unaware that the gift given by Lord Song was a piece of calligraphy by Master Yuanhui, and thus they made a grave mistake."
These words shocked everyone present, and all eyes turned to Song Ruoan in surprise, with people discussing her retreating figure.
He Yunze suddenly stopped, even his breathing became difficult. He stared in disbelief in Song Xizhi's direction, feeling his body gradually lose strength and his body uncontrollably sliding down.
The breath stuck in his throat made his vision blur, and it felt as if a giant hand was tearing at his heart like a storm.
Prince Ning shook his fan and sneered, "So that's how it is, so that's how it is."
"Then everything makes sense. The destruction of the birthday gifts was not directed at anyone else, but at Lord Song Xizhi."
"That's why Madam He deliberately had her birthday gift ruined, and Princess Jingyue inexplicably wanted to open and inspect the vase she had promised as a gift. If it weren't for Lord Song unusually displaying the birthday gift in front of the Ministry of Rites officials, all the blame would have fallen on her."
"If it weren't for Lord Song's good relationship with Master Yuanhui and the fact that he presented Master Yuanhui's calligraphy, even if Madam He and Princess Jingyue were at fault, this matter could have been easily overlooked. What a truly vicious scheme!"
Prince Ning spoke slowly, and at the end, he even blew a breath onto his bangs.
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