Chapter 117 Today
The little palace maid showed the same horrified expression as the steward: "How could this happen? I can't seem to remember what she looked like. She was clearly not wearing a veil..."
The Dali Temple Minister frowned deeply.
He finally realized that something was wrong. The one who said he couldn't remember the person's appearance might be an excuse, but how could two people who had never colluded with each other give exactly the same testimony?
And I can't remember what that woman looks like. That woman is too weird...
Wen Ling knew that neither of them was lying because she looked through their memories at what had happened in the past few days, and when she saw the woman who gave the silver, that woman's face was blurry.
When the situation seemed to be at a stalemate, Wen Ling finally spoke again.
She asked the Dali Temple Minister: "Sir, the situation has been basically clear up to now. It is obvious that someone bribed these two people, pretending to deliver hot water, and sneaked into our Prince Chen's tent. The purpose should be to steal the sachet of my personal maid and frame me.
My Lord, do you agree with this speculation? ”
The Dali Temple Minister nodded: "From the current situation, this is the case, but... if we can't find the woman in the black cloak, everything is just speculation. Speculation has no evidence, but the sachet at the scene of your Prince Chen's Mansion is irrefutable evidence."
It seems like after going around in a big circle, everything is back to the starting point.
The eldest princess and the others standing outside couldn't help but worry for Wen Ling and became anxious.
This matter seems to have reached a dead end. How come no one remembers what that woman looks like?
No one noticed that Wen Yao, who was standing aside, had not said a word since the little palace maid and the steward came. She silently clenched and unclenched the handkerchief in her hand.
Now that the Dali Temple Minister had finished speaking, she loosened her grip on the handkerchief.
Wen Ling was waiting for the words of the Dali Temple: "In other words, as long as we find this woman in the black cloak, everything will be solved, and we can prove that our Chen Wang Mansion is innocent, right?"
The Dali Temple Minister thought about it and had no reason to refute, so he nodded silently.
Wen Ling clapped his hands: "That's easy!"
Easy? What's easy to do? Everyone was puzzled.
Wen Ling walked between the little palace maid and the steward, and in the expectant eyes of the two, she glanced at the little palace maid and said, "I said, I will give her one chance."
Then he walked towards the housekeeper without hesitation.
Wen Ling held a flower in one hand, and a golden light appeared on the tip of her index finger. She gently pointed it at the head of the housekeeper, and a golden spark exploded on the housekeeper's forehead.
The housekeeper's entire body trembled.
When she came back to her senses, her eyes were full of shock: "What's going on? I seem to be able to see things more clearly now! What happened?"
Wen Ling looked her straight in the eye and asked, "Now please try to recall what the woman who gave you the silver looked like."
The housekeeper recalled it again, and then her eyes widened suddenly: "I remember it now, now I really remember everything!"
She was just about to say what the woman looked like when Wen Yao outside suddenly said, "I couldn't remember it before, but I remembered it as soon as Princess Chen did it. How could it be such a coincidence? Could it be that Princess Chen had colluded with everyone and staged it herself?"
After hearing this, the Dali Temple Chief Justice, who didn't believe in ghosts and gods in the first place, frowned even more, and looked at Wen Ling with suspicion again.
In fact, he also thought so in his heart. How could such a coincidence happen? It could only happen if they had colluded in advance and put on a show.
Wen Ling looked at Wen Yao outside, her eyes cold and full of disgust.
She was really fed up with this woman who jumped up and down and made trouble every time they met, so she might as well take this opportunity to pin her to death.
Wen Ling waved her hand decisively, and a ray of golden light hit Wen Yao's mouth.
Wen Yao only felt a pain in her mouth, as if an invisible thread had sewn her mouth shut.
She wanted to speak again, but she couldn't even open her mouth, no matter how hard she tried.
She looked at Wen Ling, and finally felt scared. Her eyes were full of disbelief. She stretched out her hands to pry open her lips in an ungraceful manner, making a whimpering sound.
Wen Ling only gave her four words: "Shut up."
The Dali Temple Minister widened his eyes, looked at Wen Yao outside, and then looked at Wen Ling.
No, is this also acting in coordination? !
At the same time, the sharp-eyed Wen Ling saw a person quietly retreating outside the crowd and shouted, "No one at this scene can leave. Princess, stop the maid behind who is about to leave!"
The eldest princess and the others immediately looked in the direction Wen Ling pointed, only to see a figure who had retreated outside the crowd and was about to leave.
Old Madam Huo was standing at the outermost edge, the closest to the crowd. She looked stern and decisively threw away her cane when the maid was about to run away.
The cane accurately passed through the crowd and hit the maid on the back of the head.
The maid fell to the ground in pain. When she wanted to get up and run again, the eldest princess's servants had already reacted. They held her down and took her into the tent, where the soldiers brought by the Dali Temple took over and held her down.
Before anyone could ask questions, the housekeeper's eyes widened when she saw the maid and she shouted, "It was her. She bribed me with silver, and she was the one who went to Prince Chen's mansion to deliver the silver the next day!"
Even the little palace maid who couldn't remember the appearance of the cloaked woman before blurted out when she saw this maid: "It's her, it should be her, but why can't I see her face clearly now..."
As the little palace maid spoke, she rubbed her eyes vigorously with her hands.
The maid waved her hands repeatedly: "It's not me, it's not me, don't spit blood on me, I'm innocent, I don't know you at all!"
But her denial was weak and of no use at all.
The Dali Temple official asked sternly, "Why did you run away just now?"
The little maid lowered her head and said, "I didn't run away. I just happened to leave for something..."
"What a coincidence? The housekeeper just remembered what the person who gave the silver looked like, and you just happened to be leaving for something?" The eldest princess outside couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.
At this time, someone in the crowd outside suddenly pointed at the little maid and said, "Hey, this maid seems to be the personal maid who has always been by Miss Wen's side?"
After hearing this, several people recognized her and agreed, "Yes, I have seen her too. This little maid seems to be from Miss Wen's family. She just hid in the back before and didn't attract anyone's attention."
Everyone's eyes turned to Wen Yao. Wen Yao wanted to explain, she wanted to deny, but her mouth was sealed by magic and she couldn't utter a word.
She could only make a "wuwuwu" sound more anxiously.
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