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"Aning, it turned blue!"

Ruan Qingcheng covered her mouth, her eyes flushed with excitement. She seemed to have foreseen the day when her father would be exonerated.

An Ning nodded, as expected.

Compared with the superior strength of the Prince's Deadpool, the situation of those soldiers being drugged is more realistic.

"Aning, the evidence is conclusive!"

An Ning shook his head.

"There is no conclusive evidence, and this cannot even be used as evidence."

Ruan Qingcheng's heart dropped when she heard this, and she asked anxiously: "Why?"

An Ning frowned heavily and said: "First of all, I'm not a liar. Who would believe me if I tested positive for drugs? If this matter were reported to the police, not only would it not be used as evidence, but the prince would say that the General's Mansion had bad intentions, thus dragging Qi down.

On the prince. Secondly, who can prove that this matter has something to do with the prince? If someone has bad intentions, this matter can be said to be deliberately targeting the prince and wanting his life, so that the prince can be cleared of suspicion.

"

"Thirdly, all the people sent by the court to escort Guan Yin died. Some died on the way, and some died in the riots of the refugees in Feng County. Even if the Holy Spirit believed that they had been drugged, how could they find out who it was?

The drug that was administered? The prince and Chen Ye are the only ones who know about it. Don’t let the right to investigate this matter fall into the hands of the prince again."

Ruan Qingcheng's body swayed, her hands firmly grasped the table handle to steady her body, and she took a deep breath.

"Then...it can't be used as evidence, what should I do...What should my father do..."

Ruan Qingcheng was a little anxious at this moment and couldn't calm down to think.

"Don't be afraid of Qingcheng, we still have a trump card. Although what I just said cannot catch the murderer, it is enough to clear your father's wrongdoing. As for the prince, you also understand that it is impossible for him to fall because of this matter.

If you want to take revenge and bring him to justice, you must use other methods."

For example, participating in the battle for the right to inherit the throne.

Ruan Qingcheng is not stupid, and he can figure out the reason as soon as he thinks about it.

An Ning continued: "So Qingcheng, you have two choices now. Either, after the Holy Lord clears your father's wrong, you can return to Feng County and live a good life. Or, you can stay in Kyoto."

They all know what this second choice means.

An Ning looked at Ruan Qingcheng's crumbling body, stepped forward, held her cold hand and comforted her: "Anything is fine, Qingcheng. You can live a more stable life, it's okay, I know you don't like this, you can

Return to Feng County. If you insist on revenge, you will put yourself in danger."

The first time she met Ruan Qingcheng, she knew that such a girl should like a plain and elegant life, a calm life, rather than being involved in these unpredictable storms in Kyoto.

At this time Ruan Qingcheng shook her head, she looked at An Ning with determination in her eyes.

"I won't leave."

"I won't leave!"

She said it twice.

"I want to stay, not only for my father, but also for you. Even if you don't tell me, I know that if I leave, you will do the rest alone and fight alone. Although I am in a low position

, but after my father's death, I will be able to stand firm in Kyoto, and I will help you."

"Also... help myself."

If it were in the past, it would have been a blessing from heaven for their family to be able to find justice. She would not dare to ask for a big shot like the Crown Prince and Prime Minister to be brought to justice.

But she met An Ning and got to know An Ning.

What she has learned the most these days is that she does not accept destiny, but has to fight to win. She is not afraid of power, and as long as she wants to do something, she can do it step by step.

She also had to work hard for her people. On that day in the brothel, she also heard about it. Such lofty thoughts were different from the shock of others. She was not afraid of the secular world and vowed to rebuild a world.

She wants it too!

So! She won’t leave!

The corner of An Ning's eyes raised like a crescent, she nodded firmly towards Ruan Qingcheng and said: "Okay!"

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you stay here. I will protect you."

As long as she lives in peace, no one can touch the people around her.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Aning, I will protect you too."

Try your best.

"The Seventh Prince is waiting for me at Shiheju. I'll go first."

An Ning brought the bottle of blue solution containing the finger bones.

Look at the weather, it's stormy, the weather in Kyoto should also change.

"Miss, please come in."

Like the previous two times, the same maid took her there. But this time she went to the backyard of Shiheju, which was a place only the owner of Shiheju could enter.

It turns out that Food Cohabitation is the place where the Seventh Prince belongs...

Just showing it in front of her like this is considered sincerity.

The leisurely breeze in the courtyard and the fragrance of evening tea.

"Coming."

Not far away, Cang Shuo was making tea in the four corners of the courtyard, and the aroma of tea overflowed.

An Ning walked over slowly and sat across from him.

"The Seventh Prince is so elegant and happy."

Sitting pavilion in winter.

The corners of Cang Shuo's lips were slightly hooked.

"The sun has shone a little today, so I can see the afterglow in this pavilion, and the weather is not too cold. Miss An, would you like to try the tea I brewed?"

A cup of scalding tea was handed to An Ning.

Seeing the thick smoke rising from the tea, she remembered that when Gu Qingzhao was making tea, he would deliberately wait for the tea to cool down in order to avoid burning her hands.

"Leave it here."

You shouldn't think of him at this time.

Cang Shuo saw that she looked a little dazed and didn't know what she was thinking.

He put down the tea cup and said tentatively with a raised eyebrow: "The tea I brew is naturally not as delicious as Mr. Gu."

An Ning came back to her senses and said calmly: "The Seventh Prince thinks too much."

Cang Shuo is not entangled in it. He has already given up on An Ning. He will not interfere with her and Gu Qingzhao's affairs.

"How did the drug test go?"

An Ning took out the porcelain bottle from her sleeve and said, "Someone was indeed drugged."

Cang Shuo frowned, picked up the porcelain bottle with a puzzled look, and said thoughtfully: "Blue?"

An Ning nodded, her voice deepened and she explained:

"This is a solvent I made. If it changes color, it means there are drug residues."

"This method is unheard of, how can it be proved?"

What An Ning can think of, Cang Shuo can naturally think of.

If it is an ordinary ancient medical method, you can also find an imperial doctor or a folk expert to do it, but this method is unheard of and no one will believe it if you tell it.

An Ning's lips curled up slightly, "I can't prove it, but the person who can rule out the prince is not as strong as I believe."

Otherwise, they will have to be on guard now.

Such a group of powerful people would be of great help to the prince, whether in assassination or in gathering intelligence.

Cang Shuo nodded, and like a peacock, he unfolded the fan in his hand again and waved it in front of him.

"That's true. It's just a pity... By the way, you should have gotten the news from the Ministry of Justice."

An Ning nodded.

"The Ministry of Punishment is in turmoil. The news has been reported to my father. My father was furious in the court this morning and vowed to catch the person behind it."

But his man committed suicide early in the morning by poisoning himself.
Chapter completed!