Yuan Jiawen shouted at the top of his lungs, "Your Highness, please do this for me! Jinbao has been with me since he was a child. He's a loyal and honest man with no enemies. Please, Your Highness, give him justice!"
The implication of his words was all about the people present today. Xiao Lingyu's eyes darkened, and he leaned over to help him up personally: "Jiawen, what are you doing? Since you have been wronged, I will definitely investigate and give you the truth."
He swept his gaze over the crowd, his royal majesty evident: "Then please tell me where you have been, and if anyone is traveling with you."
Most of the young men and women present were traveling together. The only ones left alone were Hu Yue, the daughter of the general of the escort flag, and Song Shiwei, who joined the group later.
The general and the left minister have never gotten along, and quarrels and even fights often occur in the court. Judging from this, Hu Yue is indeed more suspicious than Song Shiwei.
However, the general is very supportive of the prince...
Hu Yue was a spoiled child, having been raised in the military. Seeing the suspicious looks from everyone, she immediately became unhappy, raising her brows. "What do you mean? Why would I kill a servant? Is he worthy of my taking action?"
[What a handsome young lady, I love her. ]
The words were blunt but the truth was there, and judging from her impatient look, it certainly didn't seem like she was the one who did it.
Everyone's eyes fell on Song Shiwei, who was dressed in white.
Song Shiwei bowed gracefully and said, "Your Highness, I am just feeling unwell and have been sitting in the pavilion in front for a while."
[Nonsense! He clearly sneaked through the dog hole, conspired with others to kill Jinbao, and then set a fire to lure people here to catch him in the act.]
Xu Youran looked at Song Shiwei's delicate figure, and her eyes changed immediately.
Her husband is really capable of recognizing this adopted daughter.
Xiao Lingyu glanced at her and asked, "Has anyone seen Miss Song?"
Everyone looked at each other and said nothing.
Song Shi smiled, his expression unchanged. "The pavilion is hidden by the trees, so it's really hard to see people. But my handkerchief seems to be still there. Your Highness, please send someone to check it out."
Xiao Lingyu gave Xiao Siyuan a look, and Xiao Siyuan waved his hand. Chen Feng beside him took only a few seconds to bring back the handkerchief.
Jiang Zhiyu was amazed by what she saw.
[Good guy, it really lives up to his name, he's truly a man as fast as the wind!]
[But, is it bad for a man to say fast? Hehe.]
"No! I'm still a twelve-year-old kid, I can't have dirty thoughts!"
Xu Youran: “…”
A little self-conscious, but not much.
Perhaps it was because Jiang Zhiyu's expression of watching the show was too prominent, Xiao Lingyu's eyes, which had been wandering between Hu Yue and Song Shiwei, also fell on her.
[What are you looking at me for? Can't you just eat a melon? It would be nice if I had a handful of melon seeds.]
[Alas, this puppet prince was truly handsome. What a shame, he was ultimately forced into battle, stabbed in the back by those close to him, taken prisoner, and subjected to humiliation. Not even a complete corpse remained.]
Xiao Lingyu was deeply shocked. Why could he hear Jiang Zhiyu's voice? And why did Jiang Zhiyu seem to know his future? And his future was so bleak?
His mood became extremely complicated.
He was silent for too long, and Xiao Siyuan couldn't help but cough lightly: "Royal brother?"
"Ah...oh," Xiao Lingyu came back to her senses and said, "Miss San, what do you think?"
Jiang Zhiyu, who was named, looked confused.
[Is this cosplaying Di Renjie? What do you think, Yuan Fang? I'll watch from behind, standing still!]
Jiang Sulan covered her mouth with her sleeves. Although she didn't understand what he meant, Jiang Zhiyu's frustrated tone almost made her laugh out loud.
"I will listen to your Highness. Your Highness has a keen eye for character and is a master of judgment. You will definitely find the real culprit and clear the deceased's name."
Listening to your words is like listening to a conversation.
Xiao Lingyu inexplicably felt that there was a hint of sarcasm in her tone.
After a conversation, everyone had some thoughts in their minds. The prince was already of marriageable age, and everyone knew the purpose of his visit today. Moreover, the prince's attitude towards Jiang Zhiyu made it hard not to think too much.
The same was true for Lü Daizong.
But he knew a little more information than others.
The Crown Prince was born to the Empress of the Central Palace, and the Emperor and the Empress have always treated each other with respect. However, recently, the Emperor has been favoring the Sixth Prince's biological mother, Concubine Yu. Although the Sixth Prince is a fool, with such great favor, there is no guarantee that Concubine Yu will not give birth to a healthy prince.
The emperor is in his prime, and no one can predict what will happen in the future. The prince's behavior today is not only to choose a princess for himself, but also to win over the hearts of the people...
His eyes narrowed slightly. Anyone would do, but not Jiang Zhiyu.
His illness was caused by her, so naturally, she should be the one to cure it!
Each side had its own story, and the guards in charge of the interrogation did not get any useful information from other servants.
The only thing was that the Third Young Master dismissed all the servants and only kept Jinbao.
Xiao Lingyu's lips curled up into a smile: "Since that's the case, Third Young Master, why don't you explain it?"
Yuan Jiawen's eyes were evasive, feeling rather guilty: "There are so many guests today, and I'm afraid we might not have enough manpower to treat you all poorly, so I'm acting this way."
That's not without reason.
Hu Yue, growing impatient, snorted softly, "Knowing that the mansion was hosting a banquet, the Third Young Master hid in his own courtyard and disappeared. This is really suspicious."
Yuan Jiawen had no way to refute, and the concubine kneeling on the ground trembled like a sieve when she heard the words. Her weak and frail appearance made the Shangshu's wife grit her teeth in hatred.
Xiao Lingyu's gaze fell on her waist, where a fiery red whip was wrapped, and some blood stains could be faintly seen.
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