In the room, Xia Zhanhong held a stack of paper in his hand and sat on a chair to look through it one by one, with an extremely dedicated look.

On the bed, Nalan Jingrou was still sleeping, but her face was no longer pale, but was white with pink color, extremely tender. Her breathing also became even and long, with a towering and abundant ups and downs. After careful observation, you can see the tremor brought out of the powerful heartbeat.

Nalan Danxin sat next to Xia Zhanhong, but his expression was mixed with joy and anger, and his eyes were filled with surprise and incredible expressions.

I was happy because my daughter's injury was healed. Angry was the result of Xia Zhanhong's analysis just now...

Putting the paper in your hand gently on the table, Xia Zhanhong stood up and whispered: "Head of Nalan, the time is almost over! It's time for you to attend the auction!"

Nalan Danxin took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, let's leave the matter here to you. The master of the law enforcement hall in the family is my clan's brother, so there will be no problem..."

As he was speaking, there were a chaotic footsteps outside the door, and then Nalan Yue's voice came from the door: "The head of the family, Prince Ping'an, and the head of the law enforcement hall brought all the imprisoned people!"

"Come in and talk!" Nalandan spoke lightly.

"Cruff!" The door opened, Nalan Yue, who was bowing and bowed, walked in with a middle-aged man with a clear angular face, a strong and tall figure.

"Head of the family!" The man bowed to Nalandanxin, then stood aside without saying a word!

Nalan Danxin stood up and said to Xia Zhanhong: "This is the law enforcement master of the Nalan family, Nalan Danfeng! He will help you later. You must find out the person who underestimated Jingrou!"

Turning his head, Nalan Danxin said to the law enforcement hall master: "Danfeng, listen to Zhan Hong's instructions later. No mistakes must be made!"

"Yes!" Nalan Danfeng bowed, and there was no emotional fluctuation on his face.

"Then you will leave this place to deal with it. Look at Jingrou. I'll leave first!" After the words came, Nalandan turned around and walked out of the door in two steps.

"Master! Let's go to the yard, please!" Xia Zhanhong stretched out his hand and took a step forward.

Nalan Danfeng didn't say anything, followed Xia Zhanhong and entered the yard together.

Nalan Yue bowed and walked at the end. His eyes flashed on his lowered face. He glanced at Nalan Jingrou, who was sleeping on the bed, had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked out, then closed the door with his backhand.

In the yard, more than a hundred people stood silently with gloomy expressions. The eyes of Xia Zhanhong looked at Xia Zhanhong were extremely unfriendly. For them, this inexplicable disaster was brought by Prince Ping'an of this dynasty.

Standing in the courtyard, Xia Zhanhong seemed extremely serious and his eyes were like lightning. After a week, anyone he saw could not resist his gaze. He unconsciously lowered his head and avoided his gaze.

After clearing his throat a little, Xia Zhanhong spoke slowly: "The person who secretly harmed Miss Nalan is among you. As long as you find out, the head of the family will personally compensate you for the grievances you suffered before..."

When everyone heard that there was compensation, it was the head of the family who gave it to him personally. Everyone immediately raised their heads and the expression on their faces changed suddenly.

Xia Zhanhong glanced around again, and took everyone's expressions in his eyes. Then he said calmly: "Now, the person who I have called the name will stand up immediately...Yanhong!"

In the crowd, a maid of seventeen or eighteen years old was suddenly scared, her face was pale, her eyes full of horror, and her legs seemed to be filled with lead, and she couldn't even take steps.

"You are Yanhong! Don't be nervous, come out and talk!" Xia Zhanhong said solemnly.

Moving little by little, walking forward for two meters, Yanhong felt her whole body weak, as if she had exhausted her strength.

"I... Yanhong, I've seen... Prince!" Yanhong said tremblingly.

"Yes!" Xia Zhanhong nodded and asked, "What you wrote yourself says, Miss had drunk a cup of tea before her old illness relapsed! Did you make that tea?"

"Yes...yes!" Yanhong's expression became even more terrified.

"Tell me about the passing!"

"Miss...just drink... Yuchun's new tea! When... I was about to make tea, the lady said she was restless and asked me to ignite a small piece of the best agarwood..."

Listening to Yanhong telling the story of making tea, Xia Zhanhong pondered without saying a word, frowned slightly, and looked at his face as he looked thoughtful.

Not far behind him, Nalan Yueze lowered his head slightly, and a disdainful smile flashed in his eyes...

After a moment, Yanhong finished speaking, Xia Zhanhong waved her hand and asked her to retreat.

Back to the crowd, Yanhong's nervous heart slowly relaxed, and she let out a long breath like relief.

"Zhang Ling!" Xia Zhanhong called out the next name again.

The crowd thought that outside of the fifty-year-old, the energetic old man stepped out and bowed to Xia Zhanhong with a calm expression.

"After the recurrence of the old disease, is it the medicine you gave?" Xia Zhanhong asked.

"Yes!" Zhang Ling replied: "Miss has an old lung disease and a congenital defect in her body. I have always used several herbs with soft medicinal power such as green grass mint to treat her..."

Then, Zhang Ling sighed and shook his head: "Oh! It's a pity that he can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause! I, Zhang Ling, are really just a doctor's name!"

Still no result, Xia Zhanhong showed a trace of helplessness and waved his hand to let Zhang Ling retreat.

The third one came out was a fat chef. Before Nalan Jingrou's cardiac arrest, he cooked the food.

When Xia Zhanhong asked, the chef replied: "Miss's old disease has improved, and her appetite has increased that day. She personally ordered her favorite fog green bamboo shoots, which she usually likes to eat. She also ate a lot... but unexpectedly, she was at the dining table..."

At this point, the fat chef looked sad and a few tears squeezed out from his little eyes.

After letting the fat man retreat back to the crowd again, Xia Zhanhong pondered and stopped calling people to ask questions. For a moment, the whole yard was silent, with only a faint sound of breathing.

After a while, Xia Zhanhong suddenly turned around and asked, "Butler, where did you see that top-quality agarwood?"

"In the East City..." Nalan Yue didn't expect Xia Zhanhong to suddenly ask him questions, and subconsciously blurted out.

As soon as he said that, he woke up and hurriedly stopped.

But at this moment, Xia Zhanhong raised his hand and pointed at the gate of the courtyard and said, "Butler, look at who it is!"

As soon as Nalan Yue was alert, he saw two law enforcement disciples escorting a young man in blue, who was the one who delivered the letter to the artifact.

"How could it be!" Nalan Yue's eyes were determined and he was stunned for a moment.

Just when he was stunned, Xia Zhanhong's sleeves suddenly shook, and a dozen black lights flashed away.

"It's exposed!" Nalan Yue said in secretly that he couldn't help, and a ruthless look suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he was about to turn his consciousness and trigger a severe poison in his body.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt dizzy, and his consciousness was not under his control.

"What did you do to me?" Nalan Yue looked at Xia Zhanhong with a very shocked expression.

Xia Zhanhong smiled and walked to Nalan Yue and said quietly: "You are too vigilant. You will die of poison when you move your consciousness. If it weren't for controlling you, why should I ask those three people in front of me? I deliberately made you feel that I had no choice!"

The purpose of Xia Zhanhong's questioning was to numb Nalan Yue first, making him think he could not find a solution. Then he pretended to be silent and suppress the atmosphere, and then suddenly pointed the finger at the other party.

In this way, Nalan Yue's heart would inevitably fall into his plan. When he saw the person who sent the letter was controlled, he would definitely be shocked. What Xia Zhanhong wanted was this momentary opportunity.

Originally, Xia Zhanhong wanted to sneak attack Nalan Yue in secret, but seeing that he lowered his head all the time, seemingly servile, but in fact he was alert, he gave up the idea of ​​sneak attack and came up with this method instead.

"It turned out to be the butler! How could he attack the lady!" In an instant, discussions sounded one after another, and everyone looked surprised. Even Nalan Danfeng and the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall were full of incredible expressions.

"Prince, what do you mean? Do you think I have a secret move to the lady... I am Nalan's son, so why did you do such a thing? You are probably misunderstood!" Nalan Yue said, lowering his head again, looking servile.

Seeing his appearance, Xia Zhanhong sneered secretly. If he was really confused by his behavior, he would probably die without knowing how to die. Thinking about Nalan Jingrou's situation two days ago, you can think of his sinister and vicious smile when planning this matter.

"I just asked you, where did you find the best agarwood in your hand? You said in Dongcheng..." Xia Zhanhong said lightly.

"Prince, I found this top-quality agarwood in Dongcheng Market. But I was not sure at that time. After I came back, I told people casually, but I didn't know that it was bought by the purchased servant later!"

As he spoke, a trace of hideousness flashed across Nalan Yue's drooping face. At this time, he knew that he had been controlled and could not escape. However, he was still waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to avoid revealing more secrets.

"Even the purchasing servants can recognize the best agarwood, but you can't recognize it!" Xia Zhanhong stared at Nalan Yue and sneered.

"Prince, just with this top agarwood, you're too much of a joke to think that I'm harming the lady... Even if the head of the family asked you to take responsibility, you can't oppress my Nalan's son like this!"

Nalan Yue said, raised his head, glanced around, and looked injustice and resentment.

When the people around heard this, they frowned slightly, and their eyes looked at Xia Zhanhong with a layer of confusion.

Xia Zhanhong saw the changes of the people, smiled faintly, and said, "At the beginning, I didn't expect that as a child of Nalan, you would be a traitor, so you were excluded early... But you don't think about it. Since I can cure the lady, how could I not know the cause of her old disease and cardiac arrest!"

At this point, Xia Zhanhong's voice became cold: "Do you think I asked those three people just now for nothing? Check this matter carefully, how can you get rid of your body..."

"Since the prince knows the cause of the lady, let me tell you if this matter has anything to do with me!" Nalan Yue raised his head and stared at Xia Zhanhong. His previous humble expression was gone.

"Okay! I'll let you die and let everyone understand the truth!" Xia Zhanhong narrowed his eyes and put his hands behind his back.

Nalan Yue was waiting for an opportunity, but he didn't know that Xia Zhanhong was also waiting for an opportunity to completely remove all the traitors of the Nalan family.

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