"Li'er, go back home with your father." Here, Jiang Zhi from the Hanlin Academy stepped forward and planned to take Jiang Li away.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Li. The glare made her face turn red, but the loss and grievance in her heart could not subside.

"Father, don't you even want to believe me and think I have told lies?" Jiang Li said sadly.

Jiang Zhi shook his head helplessly, not knowing how to explain to his daughter that the truth about this matter was no longer that important. What was important was that the Protectorate had no intention of accepting her. Even if she could gain a breath now, there would still be no chance of her being accepted.

What's the use?

"Li'er, forget it, just pretend that this matter has never happened today and go back with your father."

"No, father, I want to make things clear. It was Madam Huguo who promised to make me her daughter-in-law, but now she denies it. She is simply setting me up for injustice. She is not in good health and needs to rest. It doesn't matter.

I can wait until she remembers and return my innocence!" Jiang Li's eyebrows were full of stubbornness.

Jiang Zhi no longer knows whether to call her daughter crazy or stubborn. If she continues to get entangled with her now, what she will lose is the face of her daughter's family.

"I believe what Miss Jiang said." Feng Qinghua said.

Jiang Li turned his head, a little in disbelief, and there was a bit of astonishment in his somewhat mean Danfeng eyes: "Do you believe me?"

Feng Qinghua nodded, traced one place, and suddenly smiled and said: "Miss Jiang, your purse is moon white, with goose yellow silk thread for the bright moon, light yellow silk thread for the stars, peacock blue for the stream, and green grass for the orchid.

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"How do you know?" Jiang Li was stunned. Although she had described it, she had not described it so carefully, unless Feng Qinghua had seen it before. When she thought about it, she immediately said, "Could it be that Nie Hanxing showed it to you?"

His eyes, which were originally softened, also narrowed.

"No woman is willing to sacrifice her innocence to fight, but I also believe Nie Hanxing, he did not receive your purse." Feng Qinghua said.

"Then how do you know the style of a purse?"

Feng Qinghua pointed to one of the maids: "It was a coincidence. When Madam Protector came in just now, I saw that the purse on this maid's body was a little delicate, so she took another look, but she didn't see her wearing it just now."

Hearing this, Nie Guangyuan waved his hand, and someone immediately came forward and found the wallet from that person's hand. Jiang Li identified it and found that it was his own.

"What's going on? Why is my purse with you? Did you steal it?" Jiang Li said angrily.

The maid immediately knelt down and explained: "No, it's not stolen. The slave didn't know the origin of this purse before. It was just that the lady asked the slave to take it and burn it. The slave saw that the purse was exquisite and the fabric was of good quality, so she suddenly thought about it.

I'm secretly asking for mercy from the Lord Marquis."

Nie Guangyuan is the Marquis of Dingyuan, and since the Marquis of Protector is not here, he is the biggest master here, so naturally he has to ask for help.

Jiang Li was not stupid. After thinking about it carefully, he said, "You mean, she didn't hand over the purse I gave to Madam Protector for me?"

Feng Qinghua looked at Nie Guangyuan with a smile: "Marquis Dingyuan, your aunt is quite concerned about your brother's marriage? I heard that your brother will inherit the title once he gets married, right?"

Nie Guangyuan nodded: "Exactly, this is what my uncle said before adopting Han Xing."

The two of them asked and answered questions, and there was nothing that everyone present didn't understand.

It turned out that Mrs. Protector did not want her stepson to inherit the position of marquis, so she deliberately violated the law and did not hand over Miss Jiang's purse.

Jiang Li said bitterly: "I'm going to find Mrs. Protector to find out how she could be so cruel. If she hadn't intercepted my purse for her own selfish desires, how could Nie Hanxing have done this to me!"

She was sure that just before Yue Yu, Nangong Yueluo didn't know Nie Hanxing at all, and the two people had no interaction at all.

Mrs. Protector ruined her happiness, and she would never let her have an easy time!

As he said that, he chased after him aggressively.

Feng Qinghua also followed him leisurely, and then Nie Guangyuan and Jing Yu also followed, leaving everyone in the banquet hall talking in the distance. They wanted to follow to watch the fun, but due to their status, they could only stay.

In situ.

But the matter about the Seventh Princess and the Protectorate Prince has become a topic of conversation.

Jiang Li chased her all the way to the inner courtyard, but before anyone could pass the news, she heard the heartbreaking screams of pain from the Protectorate Lady inside.

The maid in the room ran out quickly, her hands still stained with blood, and shouted to the boy outside: "Madam has had a miscarriage! Go and call the doctor!"

The Marquis Huguo was worried about his wife's health, so he hired an old doctor to stay in the side yard after he knew she was pregnant.

When Feng Qinghua and others arrived, the old doctor happened to arrive as well.

"Let people prepare water and a series of tools." The old doctor ordered.

The Protector Hou asked anxiously by the bedside: "How is my wife?"

The old doctor shook his head and said: "Madam's fetus has been frightened. I'm afraid it can't be saved. Madam is already old. This pregnancy seems to be dangerous without any facts. Lord Marquis, please get out quickly. This bloody place is not suitable for you."

here."

The protector's face was filled with astonishment: "Shocked? Madam is not here today. Could it be that she is the seventh princess?"

The Protector of the State thought of Feng Qinghua's previous attack on his hand, his face darkened, and he rushed out. As soon as he left the room, he met Feng Qinghua outside the courtyard door.

"It's you! It's you who harmed my wife and my child! Why are you, the Seventh Prince's Palace, so arrogant and cruel and unkind, but now you have extended your hands to my home! I must do this

Report it to the imperial court, and I won't let you go even if I die with you!" the Protector Hou said angrily.

Nie Guangyuan obviously did not expect that he would encounter Mrs. Protector's miscarriage as soon as he came over. What he had just seen clearly was that although Feng Qinghua's attack was fierce, it absolutely did not use internal force and could not hurt the child.

But now the Protector is in deep sorrow, and it is impossible to think of this. His mind is filled with thoughts of being incompatible with the Seventh Prince's Palace.

"Uncle, please don't worry. This matter has nothing to do with the princess. The incident only happened after the lady returned to her room. You should first check if there is a food problem and then check the people in the mansion before making a decision." Nie Guangyuan

Counseled.

"Impossible! The doctor said that her fetus was frightened. I sent her all the way back to the room. Nothing happened during this period. She was the only one who came close to her at the banquet. It could only be that she had done something to it!" the Protector of the Country gasped.

Rough, eyes scarlet.

Nie Guangyuan took a deep breath, and now he realized that it didn't make sense. He glanced at the side and raised his eyebrows: "Uncle, Jing Yu has superb medical skills. Why not let him see his aunt, maybe he can save the child."
Chapter completed!