Chapter 7: Go away! What a dirty thing!

What she said made sense. Everyone present couldn't help but ponder. Even Emperor Lu Daizong was a little shaken unconsciously.

At this moment, a maid suddenly said: "I seem to have seen Miss Jiang sneak out..."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves. The guards pressed the maid to kneel forward. The maid trembled, but she said very clearly: "Just when we were having dinner, I saw Miss Jiang sneak out and went to, to that direction!"

She stretched out her hand and pointed to the dense forest in the southeast.

Emperor Lu Daizong nodded hurriedly: "Yes, that's the direction!"

After he said this, Anle Hou looked at the emperor. The emperor waved his hand, and several guards walked in that direction.

Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes. The fish was hooked.

The maid is named Lan Yan, and she is the confidant of the male protagonist, the current sixth prince, Xiao Yanli.

No one expected that the foolish Xiao Yanli was actually pretending, and he also had good martial arts.

In the plot, the original owner caught him and Song Shiwei in a conspiracy, was drugged by Lan Yan, and thrown into the servants' room. Before he could continue, Jiang Sulan happened to be visiting the garden with a group of noble ladies, and the paper iris fell in the servants' courtyard, and rescued the original owner in time.

But the original owner's reputation was also ruined, and coupled with Song Shiwei's deliberate spread, the original owner became the laughing stock of the entire noble lady circle. She couldn't think straight for a while, so she jumped into the lotus pond and committed suicide.

Jiang Zhiyu chose to make her move in the hunting grounds because she knew that Xiao Yanli would never let go of the opportunity to kill her.

Regardless of whether Jiang Zhiyu did it or not, he would definitely find a way to pin the crime on himself.

[After such a long time, the evidence must have been fabricated.] Jiang Zhiyu thought.

She thought it was too light. Jiang Sulan and Jiang Zhaorong almost fainted. If this was really discovered, with Anle Hou's temper, would his daughter/sister still have a chance to survive? !

"Miss Jiang, what are you doing in the jungle?"

Lu Yaozu stared at her, the scene of the previous conversation with his brother flooded back to his mind, and his breathing became heavier.

If Jiang Zhiyu was really a monster, would he turn back to his original form and go on a killing spree if they exposed him? !

What he expected did not happen. Jiang Zhiyu just pointed at the cage in Jiang Sulan's hand and said, "I'm going to catch wild rabbits over there."

Maybe he was sleepy or something, but in such a serious environment, Jiang Zhiyu yawned a few times.

Lu Yaozu was immediately very angry. Why did he feel like a little clown in front of her?

Without waiting for them to ask, Jiang Zhiyu directly told them in detail how she left, how she met the wild rabbits and how she caught them.

Anyway, according to what she said, it was impossible for her to catch two wild rabbits after subduing Lu Daizong and cutting off his fingers.

The atmosphere was deadlocked for a while.

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes fell on Lan Yan: "Which palace are you from? What's your name?"

"Your servant, your servant..."

"Speak boldly, what are you afraid of, I'm a weak woman and I won't do anything to you."

Jiang Zhiyu chuckled, her voice soft but full of threats: "Come to think of it, I think you look familiar, it seems..."

Before she finished speaking, Lan Yan spoke directly: "I'm just a palace maid in the Imperial Household Department, my name is Lan Yan."

She asked inexplicably, and everyone thought she was going to take revenge in the future and didn't take it to heart.

Lu Daizong covered his hands, his gloomy eyes wandering over Jiang Zhiyu, he even moved closer, trying to hallucinate again.

[Go away! What a dirty thing! Don't you know how ugly you are now? You are so young, and you only know how to scare people with your face? ! 】

If they hadn't known that the occasion was not right, Jiang Sulan and Jiang Zhaorong would have been amused by her. Both of them lowered their heads, looking more guilty than Jiang Zhiyu who was standing in the middle.

About two cups of tea later, a guard knelt in front of the emperor, holding something like a ribbon.

"Your Majesty, your subordinates found torn clothes in the grass. It looks like women's style."

The emperor glanced at it lightly and waved his hand: "Go and present it to Marquis Anle."

Marquis Anle picked it up, looked at the ribbon, then looked at Jiang Zhiyu, and compared them carefully.

"I don't think this can be used as evidence." Jiang Zhiyu suddenly spoke up, and even walked forward and stood in front of Marquis Anle.

Marquis Anle was full of vigor and vitality in his early years and had also been on the battlefield. What he hated most in his life were people who cried and were useless. When he saw Jiang Zhiyu dared to come forward with the silk thread in his hand without any fear, a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"It's very simple. This dress of mine is not that luxurious. Not to mention the embroidery shops in the palace, even those outside can make the same one."

Jiang Zhiyu knelt down in front of the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, please

understand. Someone is setting a trap to frame me." "Tell me about it."

"First of all, my strength is definitely not enough to subdue Mr. Lu. Secondly, the forest is so vast, how do I know where Mr. Lu is?"

Jiang Zhiyu continued, "The murderer only cut off one of Mr. Lu's fingers and applied medicine on it. It is enough to show that the murderer did not want to kill Mr. Lu. If that was the case, if the murderer was me, how could I expose my identity when I knew that Mr. Lu was alive?"

Everyone nodded frequently.

"Speaking of this thread, Marquis Anle must have noticed that my dress is not torn. At most, it is a little dirty when I caught the wild rabbit. But this thread is clean. So, if my dress is not torn at all, where did this thread come from?"

Jiang Zhiyu looked up and said slowly: "Finally, I think the time when this maid appeared is also a coincidence."

The kneeling Lan Yan trembled and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty is wise, everything I said is true."

"I didn't say anything else. I just said that there must be more than one palace maid who saw me go out, but you are the only one who dares to say it directly."

"So what? I just said what I saw."

Jiang Zhiyu spread her hands: "There is really nothing wrong with it, but it is very suspicious for a little palace maid to not think about protecting herself and not worry about whether she will be retaliated against."

Lan Yan was stunned. She raised her head in panic and found that everyone was nodding thoughtfully, as if they agreed with Jiang Zhiyu's words.

After what Jiang Zhiyu said before, her suspicion had reached its lowest point in everyone's mind, and everyone's eyes fell on Lan Yan.

When they were not paying attention, An Le Hou quietly walked behind them.

An Le Hou raised his fist, and the fist wind was whistling. He did not hold back, and his cold eyes revealed a ruthless killing intent.

This punch would not kill or seriously injure.