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Chapter two hundred and two self-evidence

Ye Zhaoyan, who was staring closely at her, naturally noticed all this. Seeing that his other hand was about to reach near the mouth of the bottle, Ye Zhaoyan pinched his fingertips and flicked them by his side. A small stone flew away and hit the bottle.

The maid's knees staggered, causing her to fall onto Aunt Ying in front of her, and they both fell to the ground.

The bottle in the maid's hand fell down, shattering into pieces, and the three signatures also fell out.

The indifferent expression on Prince Qing's face wavered.

The people present were in an uproar. There were clearly four noble ladies, but why were there only three signatures left?

Everyone was confused, but no one dared to go forward and look through the debris.

Seeing this, Ye Zhaoyan hurriedly walked towards the maid, stretched out his hand and pretended to help her stand up, but in fact he wanted to check what was in her hand.

The maid was about to follow her hand to get up, but when she looked back and saw it was Ye Zhaoyan, she suddenly broke away from her hand as if she was electrocuted, and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

"pain......"

Ye Zhaoyan did not stop and wanted to help her up from the ground, but was stopped by Aunt Ying who had just stood up.

"Aunt Ying, what do you mean? Why did you stop me?"

Aunt Ying hesitated for a moment, then leaned close to her and whispered: "This slave is following orders, Miss Ye should not embarrass us."

Seeing this, Ye Zhaoyan finally understood. He took a step back and said, "The maid seems to have something hidden in her hand. I would like to ask Aunt Ying to let her take it out and check it to avoid misunderstanding."

Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for dozens of people in the center of the Baiyuan Garden to hear her clearly.

Aunt Ying was shocked for a moment, with a troubled look on her face. She had just noticed that Ye Zhaoyan was staring at the maid, but she had no choice but to turn her gaze for help to Prince Qing's face.

Prince Qing's face was stern, his eyes were dark, and he did not speak.

The two guards behind him saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to help the maid on the ground.

The maid kept her head hanging down. No one could see her expression, and there was no way to find out if there was anything wrong with her. She kept standing upright and allowed the two guards to help her up, but her right hand was tightly covering her chest.

"Your Highness, Miss Ye's words are not unreasonable. If this matter is not verified, it will only cause people to talk. I hope Your Highness will make the decision." A pink figure came out and said.

Prince Qing glanced at Cheng Yuyan, his eyes unclear as to whether he was happy or angry. After a while, he said, "In that case, just search her clothes."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Cheng Yuyan bowed her hands towards Prince Qing in thanks.

The maid's face was full of horror and despair. She knelt on the ground with trembling legs and allowed the guard to search out two signatures from her arms and waist.

When everyone saw this, their eyes widened in shock and they started talking one after another.

"There's an extra serving. It seems like there's something wrong."

"Then she's quite courageous."

"How dare you do something in front of the King Qing."

"This matter is not simple and must be severely punished!"

...

Cheng Yuyan walked to Ye Zhaoyan, patted her on the shoulder, and the two of them immediately walked to Prince Qing.

Ye Zhaoyan understood and said quickly, "Your Highness, it seems that there is something wrong with these two signatures. Your Highness, please take a closer look!"

Prince Qing glanced at her lightly, "I have made my own decision."

When the two guards saw this, they took the maid and prepared to leave.

Seeing that he had no intention of making the decision, Ye Zhaoyan started to stand up with a slight jump and grabbed two signatures from the guard's hands, "One of these is my daughter's signature. I hope your highness can allow my daughter to check it out."

I know how the villain in the dark plots against me."

Everyone who was still in shock turned their attention to Ye Zhaoyan again, with eyes full of disbelief. This Miss Ye family was too bold!

The indifference on Prince Qing's face disappeared. He glanced at Ye Zhaoyan's hand holding the signature tightly, turned around, and said with a chill in his voice, "Open those two signatures."

The body of the maid on the ground stiffened, and her eyes showed sadness and resentment. Originally, she could be the palace maid, but now she was only one step away from becoming the scapegoat.

The two signatures were slowly opened in front of everyone. One had the words "Jiang Yehan" written in Juan Xiu's handwriting, and the other had "Zhong Lichen" written in another kind of handwriting.

The Juanxiu handwriting clearly belonged to a woman. Everyone has heard of Jiang Yehan written on it, but the name on the other hand is unknown.

However, when they thought of what Ye Zhaoyan said, "One of them is her signature," everyone looked suddenly enlightened. It turned out that the maid wanted to replace the signature written by Ye Zhaoyan.

It seems that someone at Qiong Shu’s banquet wanted to plot against Miss Ye’s family secretly. They were really audacious!

I just don’t know which of the two signatures was written by Ye Zhaoyan. If we look at the handwriting, the three characters Jiang Yehan are more likely to be written by a woman.

For a while, everyone was talking about it.

Among the crowd, there were a few people whose expressions were different from those of the crowd talking hotly about gossip.

Ji Sinian's face was surprised, but a little more relaxed. He knew that Ye Zhaoyan could not write Jiang Yehan's name.

He originally thought that Ye Zhaoyan would choose the one from Prince Zhuo's Mansion, but he didn't expect...

He didn't know why, but he felt a little happy in his heart.

Shi Youle's expression was a sigh. Although he was not familiar with the two names on the signature, none of the three leaders could catch Ye Zhaoyan's eyes. I'm afraid Miss Ye's family already has a sweetheart.

If only he had met Ye Zhaoyan earlier!

Only Zhuo Yibai was white, his dazed face was pale, and his pursed lips were also pale.

When Prince Qing saw everyone talking, his eyes narrowed, as if he was waiting for something.

Ye Zhaoyan took the risk of others knowing his intentions and opened the signature in public, which was tantamount to fighting back.

But other than that, she couldn't stand him anymore.

After all, Ye Zhaoyan is a woman who has not yet left the government, but is still the daughter of a prestigious family. Even if she wants to prove something, how can she dare to express her feelings in public?

Thinking like this, Ye Zhaoyan stepped forward, gently tapped one of the signatures with his finger, picked it up, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, this one was written by me."

Prince Qing had already followed his finger and saw the words on it.

Her fingers paused, and she raised her head, facing a cold, calm face, as if it was about to change its handsome face.

"Did you write this?" King Qing asked in a deep voice.

Ye Zhaoyan nodded, "Your Highness, I can still write exactly the same handwriting."

Everyone looked closely and saw the words "Zhong Lichen" written on it.

"Ah! It turns out to be Miss Ye's signature!"

"Let me tell you! That must be Miss Ye's signature! For a woman like her, her handwriting is different from ordinary people!"

"So, the person who framed Miss Ye wanted people to mistakenly think that she was attracted to Jiang Yehan?"

"It stands to reason that this is what it means..."

"Wait a minute, Zhong Lichen? Is he the young master from the Zhongli family?" someone exclaimed.

"Don't make random guesses, maybe they have the same surname..."

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