Above the Dali Temple court, under the plaque of fairness and integrity.

Prime Minister Hua put his hands behind his back, and the majesty of a superior spread out, making it almost impossible for the Xu family members to breathe.

Hua Yuanzhao stood beside Old Madam Hua with his head bowed, his expression silent when he closed his eyes.

Old Madam Hua suddenly turned her head to look at Hua Yuanzhao, a cold light flashing in her half-closed eyes.

"Zhao'er."

"Grandma." Hua Yuanzhao responded and reached out to hold the hand that Old Lady Hua handed to him.

Madam Hua said calmly: "Don't be afraid, as long as you are innocent, no one can stigmatize you, understand?"

The eldest daughter of the Hua family is the face of the Hua family. Naturally, she cannot be insulted by any nobody.

Hua Yuanzhao nodded absentmindedly, his eyes unable to stop glancing outside.

According to Princess Changle, I'm afraid Rongxiu won't be able to make it back...

Hua Yuanzhao sighed in her heart. If that was the case, she was afraid that she would not be able to help Xu Wanqing get revenge in a short time.

As she was thinking, the sound of uniform footsteps suddenly came from the front.

Song Zuo came with the yamen runners holding water and fire sticks. He first bowed to Prime Minister Hua, and then waved his hand violently.

"Come here, take the suspect to the prison! Collect the deceased's body and carry it to the coroner's room!"

Song Zuozhong roared with full energy, the sound was like a huge bell, making everyone's ears buzz.

Old Madam Hua's face turned pale. Before the matter was clarified, Song Zuo wanted to put Hua Yuanzhao in jail in front of so many people. Isn't this a slap in the face of the Hua family!

She looked up and saw that Prime Minister Hua had no reaction at all, so she couldn't help but cough heavily.

Prime Minister Hua didn't want to intervene at first, but after being warned by his mother, he raised his hand to block the yamen runners who were coming with shackles. He sternly shouted, "My daughter of the Hua family has not been convicted yet! What do you mean by this!"

Song Zuo's face was full of solemnity. He said respectfully and forcefully, "The defendant Hua Yuanzhao is suspected of murder! According to the laws of our dynasty, he should be shackled and temporarily imprisoned awaiting trial!"

Prime Minister Hua was so angry that he almost laughed when he heard him speaking in official language.

"Where is the Third Prince? Why isn't he being brought to court for questioning?" he shouted with all his might.

Song Zuo was unmoved and only replied rigidly: "His Highness is in the palace! He has not returned yet!"

Although His Highness had probably just boarded the carriage to the palace, Song Zuo lied without batting an eyelid.

He glanced at Hua Yuanzhao who was standing next to Old Madam Hua, and waved his hand to signal the bailiff to come forward.

"Miss Hua, please come in." Song Zuo said.

Hua Yuanzhao's eyes lit up. She was just worrying about what excuses to use to delay time. But now this excuse was delivered to her door.

"Grandma, Daddy." Hua Yuanzhao cleared his throat and said calmly, "The law cannot be abolished. Zhao'er is willing to wear shackles and wait for interrogation."

Hua Yuanzhao slowly glanced at the Xu family and the onlookers, looking calm and composed.

"I have a clear conscience, so I dare to wear these shackles and wait for the king's law to clear my name!"

Old Madam Hua originally wanted to reprimand Hua Yuanzhao for his behavior, but when she heard these words suddenly, she breathed a sigh of relief and inexplicably developed some heroic sentiments.

She said loudly, "Great! If you are upright, you don't have to worry about your shadow being crooked! This is the good daughter of my Hua family!"

Hua Yuanzhao smiled slightly, took half a step forward, and stretched out his hand to the bailiff, signaling him to put handcuffs on him.

She listened to Madam Hua's cheers. Although she knew that she was only trying to save the Hua family's reputation, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

The onlookers were stunned for a moment, and then they were full of praise.

"The eldest lady of the Hua family is so generous! Why didn't I see it before!"

"You are blind."

"If it were an ordinary woman, she would have been so scared that she would have cried for her parents!"

"As expected of the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion! She is fearless in the face of danger, and has the demeanor of a Prime Minister!"

"How is she similar to the Prime Minister?"

"It seems that Miss Hua really didn't kill anyone, otherwise how could she be so calm?"

"Maybe you're used to coming to this court?"

Hongying looked at Princess Lin'an who was mixed in the crowd, and was so anxious that she almost cried: "Princess, let's go!"

You are so good at talking. I am afraid you will be beaten up by a group of people!

Princess Lin'an scratched her head, turned around and asked Hongying innocently, "Where are you going?"

Hongying racked her brains but couldn't think of a good place to go. Suddenly, she said before Princess Lin'an could get impatient: "Go find the young lady?"

Princess Lin'an touched her chin and actually thought that this proposal was feasible.

She had been to this place several times before. She used her identity as a princess to scare people and used the reward money to clear the way. She easily got into the temporary prison where prisoners were held.

This time, Hua Yuanzhao's treatment was much better than before. After Princess Lin'an entered, she found that the prison was completely clean.

Hua Yuanzhao sat at a simple table with two side dishes and a bowl of hot porridge on it.

In her hand she was still holding the meat bun that she had just taken a bite of.

Princess Lin'an rubbed her eyes, thinking she had seen it wrong.

"Sister Hua?" Princess Lin'an asked tentatively.

Hua Yuanzhao nodded and waved at her: "Have you had breakfast?"

She was busy all night last night and was forced to come here again early in the morning, but she hadn't had a drop of water and was already starving!

Princess Lin'an walked forward hesitantly, looked at the brightly polished bench, and hesitated for a long time before sitting down.

"Sister Hua..." Princess Lin'an looked at Hua Yuanzhao who was eating voraciously in front of her and asked her blankly, "Do you want to escape from prison with me?"

“Cough, cough, cough—”

Hua Yuanzhao almost choked to death on the bun, but fortunately Hongying was quick-witted and experienced, and quickly fed her a mouthful of porridge.

She ate the porridge and finally swallowed the bun, choking and tears in her eyes.

"Lin! An!"

At the cell door, Princess Changle, who had been watching the whole process, could be heard staring at Princess Lin'an's back sinisterly, growling while gnashing her teeth.

"Behave yourself!"

What's the difference between escaping from prison and not escaping from prison! This Dali Temple prison cell is owned by her family!

Princess Changle walked in angrily, slammed the whip in her hand on the table, and asked directly: "How did Wanqing die?"

Hua Yuanzhao was slightly stunned. Before on the street, Princess Changle seemed fierce, but in fact she helped her control the speech of the people.

In addition, after Princess Changle brought her to Ma, she helped Rongxiu pass a lot of information to her. She thought Princess Changle already knew it!

Princess Changle stared into Hua Yuanzhao's eyes and easily saw through her doubts.

"It's not you I trust, but your methods." Princess Changle said calmly, her eyes gleaming with anger.

"With your medical skills, if you want to kill Wanqing, you don't need such a crude method." Princess Changle said, "So when Prince Rong sent someone to tell me to think of a way to control the rumors on the street and to pass on the news to you, I did it."

Princess Changle slowly bent down, placed her hands on the table and approached Hua Yuanzhao.

"But if Wanqing's death has anything to do with you! I will kill you!" Princess Changle said firmly.

Hua Yuanzhao couldn't help but sit up straight and said slowly: "Sorry."

The next moment, Princess Changle had picked up the whip, and her hands holding the whip turned white from excessive force.

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