Suddenly, the sound of uniform footsteps approached.

A group of soldiers in armor rushed down the mountain and surrounded the place.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden change.

Before Hua Yuanzhao could see the face of the person coming, Song Zuo beside him was sent flying with his shackles, hitting the gravel ground and spitting out blood. He covered his chest for a long time and was unable to get up.

Hua Yuanzhao tilted his head and saw the person next to him slowly retract his legs and patted his robe, as if he had kicked something dirty.

She saw his face clearly in the soft sunlight. His brows were slightly frowned and his expression was solemn. He looked less dandy and more heroic. It was Rong Xiu whom she had met last night.

Rong Xiu was wearing a dark soft armor with a sword hanging on his waist. He no longer had the flowing and unrestrained look of his blue robe yesterday, and looked more like a general returning from the battlefield.

Ever since Song Zuo followed Gu Changsu, he had been able to get whatever he wanted. He was used to other people's flattery, but suddenly he was kicked in the heart and was immediately furious.

"Damn it, who dares to kick your ancestors——"

Song Zuo started to curse, but when he looked up and saw Rong Xiu's face, his voice suddenly became hoarse, like a chicken with its neck strangled, he just stared without saying a word.

When beating a dog, one must also look at the owner. If someone else had done it, he would have had to vent his anger by relying on the power of the Third Prince.

But the person in front of him was the devil in the capital back then.

Being beaten by this devil, you can only swallow the bitter pill.

With the help of others, Song Zuo got up dejectedly and walked behind Gu Changsu, standing with his hands hanging down.

Gu Changsu didn't like Rong Xiu in the first place. He used to look down on Rong Xiu's reputation as a playboy, but he had to endure it for the sake of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. Now, because of the reputation of this young general, he had to behave a little kindly.

He glanced at the neatly dressed soldiers and asked angrily, "What are you doing, General Rong? My father is still worshipping Buddha on the mountain, and you are here with your troops. Are you planning to rebel?"

"The Emperor is still worshiping Buddha on the mountain, and Your Highness the Third Prince dares to arrest people indiscriminately without distinguishing right from wrong. You disregard the law and defy the authority of Heaven. Are you planning a rebellion?" Rong Xiu walked forward slowly, folded his arms and spoke nonchalantly, responding to Gu Changsu's words without any politeness.

"Or is it that the Dali Temple has always handled cases in this way, that if they can't find the murderer, they just arrest someone at random?" Rong Xiu asked sarcastically.

Gu Changsu was furious when his thoughts were exposed. He took a half step forward and shouted, "General Rong, be careful with your words! Hua Yuanzhao is the only suspect. What's wrong with me taking her back for questioning?"

"Investigating the case? The news I got was that the Third Prince investigated for a long time but couldn't find out the cause. Instead, it was the eldest daughter of the Hua family who found new clues."

Rong Xiu raised his delicate jaw slightly. Even though the person in front of him was the powerful Third Prince, he did not care. He just looked at the coroner again. Before he opened his mouth, he frightened the coroner so much that he trembled and almost fell to the ground.

"You!" Gu Changsu heard Rong Xiu say this without giving him any face at all, and veins bulged on his forehead.

But Rong Xiu didn't even look at him again. Instead, he turned around and told the coroner, impatiently, "Come on, continue the autopsy. You'll know the reason after the autopsy."

After hearing Rong Xiu's instructions, the coroner looked up at Gu Changsu, but saw that Gu Changsu's face was ashen and he did not express any expression.

He could only swallow his saliva, and follow Rong Xiu's instructions, tremblingly walked to the corpse, picked up the scalpel, but his hands were shaking so much that he dared not put it down.

"Hurry up!" Rong Xiu urged.

He suddenly spoke, and the coroner was so frightened that he fell to his knees and begged for mercy.

"Please spare my life, sir! The autopsy has revealed nothing. I really don't know what else to do!"

Seeing the people he brought with him being frightened like this, Gu Changsu was so angry that he yelled, "Useless!"

Even a teenage girl dared to dissect the body, and the experienced coroner of the Dali Temple was afraid to move the knife! It was really shameful!

No one spoke around, only the coroner's timid voice begging for mercy continued.

At this moment, a clear female voice suddenly rang out.

"I'll do it!"