Glancing at the yamen runner who had fallen to the ground, the Dali Temple Chief Justice expressed displeasure: "How many times have I told you this? The Dali Temple is a place to eradicate lawlessness and uphold justice. You all, I don't know where you have put my daily teachings! Why don't you leave now!"
The yamen runner on the ground quickly nodded, jumped up, and fled in a panic. Only then did Huo Wuyou sheath his sword.
The Dali Temple Minister had a smile on his face and looked kind, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him, like a smiling tiger.
"The people below are ignorant and have offended the Marquis of Lin'an and the two young ladies. Please forgive me."
Huo Wuyou remained calm and said, "I wouldn't say it's an offense, but I just want to ask you, sir. Someone is beating the drum to complain about their grievances. Can you please see me?"
"Of course," the Dali Temple official said with a smile, "it's just a case-by-case discussion. Miss Xue's case is still under investigation, so why bother beating the drum again?"
After saying this, his smile deepened a little. "All the relevant clues to this case have been recorded. If Miss Xue is determined to see it, I am not afraid to open this backdoor for the sake of Minister Xue and Marquis Lin'an."
Huo Wuyou looked sideways at her, as if waiting for her decision.
The words of the Dali Temple Minister were somewhat inflammatory, as if Xue Zhiyi, who was standing here at the moment, was an unreasonable person who was using his power to force the Dali Temple.
Sure enough, the discussions around them became louder and louder. They were just saying that Xue Zhiyi was bullying others by taking advantage of her power, and that Huo Wuyou was not a good person either, and was no different from those playboys.
She exchanged a glance with Huo Wuyou and sneered, "No need for that. Even if I walk through this door, I can only see what you, my Lord, want me to see, right?"
At this point, she could already conclude that the Dali Temple Chief had been asked by someone to conceal the truth of the case. Even if she walked into the gate of the Dali Temple, she would not get any useful clues. Why should she jeopardize the reputation of Shen Qingtang and Huo Wuyou for this?
But the Dali Temple Minister's smile froze: "Miss Xue, you are joking."
Xue Zhiyi just looked at him and said coldly: "Sir, please laugh and joke more when you have nothing to do. What if one day you can't laugh anymore?"
After saying that, ignoring the discussions of the onlookers, she walked down the stairs, walked through the crowd, and left.
Shen Qingtang and Huo Wuyou just glanced coldly at the Dali Temple Minister and followed Xue Zhiyi's pace.
There was nothing exciting to watch, so the onlookers were dispersed by the Dali Temple Minister.
At this moment, a drizzle began to fall from the sky.
It is early spring now, and I am afraid it will be rainy for a long time in the coming days.
Raindrops formed on her eyelashes, and they were very cold, but she didn't feel cold. She just looked at the gloomy sky, feeling a little dazed.
Suddenly, an umbrella blocked her view.
She turned her head and met Huo Wuyou's face. He looked worried and said, "Let's go first."
Shen Qingtang also followed, looking at her with only heartache in his eyes: "Zhiyi... no matter what, things have come to this point, you have to take care of yourself."
Xue Zhiyi remained silent for a moment. She looked at Huo Wuyou and called out, "Marquis of Lin'an."
She felt a little uncomfortable in her throat, and asked him calmly: "I want to go to your house, is it convenient?"
Huo Wuyou was stunned for a moment, but didn't ask any more questions: "Come with me."
In the carriage, Shen Qingtang wiped away her tears again. She asked Xue Zhiyi, "Zhiyi, you have doubts about the death of Xue Wu's sister. Why don't you go and look at the Dali Temple records?"
"Because the Dali Temple has long been bribed." Huo Wuyou said: "When things are out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy. The Dali Temple is unwilling to act according to the law, and they have their own shameful reasons."
Shen Qingtang opened his mouth, then lowered his head as if to stop. "I was thinking, if it was really some refugee who did this, I'd ask Dad to mobilize the guards in the capital to catch this villain... But if there's someone behind this murderer, I don't know what to do..."
"It's not that easy." Xue Zhiyi's voice was still hoarse. She looked at Shen Qingtang: "Qingtang, thank you so much for today."
Just after wiping the corners of her eyes, Shen Qingtang's tears fell again: "Why are you telling me this?"
Letting Xue Zhiyi lean on his shoulder, Shen Qingtang patted her back to comfort her.
But in a flash, they saw Huo Wuyou, who was sitting opposite the two of them, staring at Xue Zhiyi without blinking, and the worry and heartache in his eyes could not be concealed at all.
Shen Qingtang lowered her eyes sadly. The answers to some things were already obvious, and she couldn't deceive herself in the slightest.
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Lin'an Marquis Mansion.
When we arrived, the rain had gotten heavier.
When they got out of the car, the servants took the umbrellas and welcomed them into the house.
Xue Zhiyi and Huo Wuyou were just entering the room one after the other when Shen Qingtang suddenly called out, "Marquis of Lin'an!"
Huo Wuyou was stunned and said to the servant, "Take Miss Xue in first."
Then he asked Shen Qingtang: "What happened to Miss Shen?"
But Shen Qingtang looked at him, as if he had made a decision, and said seriously: "There is something, Qingtang wonders if the Marquis knows..."
Huo Wuyou looked at her, puzzled: "Ms. Shen, please speak."
Shen Qingtang bit her lower lip lightly, as if she wanted to say something, her eyes getting redder. "Qingtang has a man in her heart. He saved my life, and I care about him."
Huo Wuyou was stunned. It was not that he could not understand Shen Qingtang's earnest eyes, but he was just an ordinary man and could not hold any room for romance in his heart.
Shen Qingtang's voice choked as he spoke: "I don't think there's anything shameful about this. Even if that man is thinking of someone else, I don't want to force it. I, Shen Qingtang, am still upright, but..."
She paused. "But I also care about Zhiyi. I don't want to see her in danger... My Lord, you should know that Zhiyi is engaged, and it's an imperial engagement that cannot be disobeyed."
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