Division Eight of the Inspection and Inspection Institute.

The shadow looked at the rice paper burning in the stove, and said to Xuan Jiu in front of the desk: "The dean said that the imitation of Lin Gong's handwriting should not be spread to outsiders, and Zhang Daqian's family should not be protected secretly. The dean has sent someone to arrest his concubine.

Send them to Nanjun, and the others...if Lin Xiang is seeking revenge, then let him go."

Xuan Jiu, the director of the Eighth Office, closed his eyes slightly, put down the wolf hair in his hand, and sighed: "I understand."

If His Majesty wants the Inspection and Examination Institute to close the case, the Inspection and Inspection Institute must find a reasonable 'truth' for the world to see. As for why Chen Pingping poured dirty water on Lin Gong for colluding with Northern Qi?

Is this...important?

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"Master Xiang...this!"

Yuan Hongdao took the secret letter from Prime Minister Lin and combined it with the case report from the Forensic Investigation Institute. He couldn't believe it but had to believe it.

"So, the second young master was deceived by a gangster and stole Zhou Ji's sword box, but was silenced by Lang Tao."

"But Cheng Jushu misjudged Zhou Ji's strength and killed him with one move even without the weapon at his disposal!"

Yuan Hongdao combined the existing information and speculated on the most reasonable answer.

Of course, the so-called "criminal deception" is just an embellishment of words. Both the secret letter and the case show the reality of Lin Gong's collusion with the Northern Qi Dynasty.

Lin Xiang was holding the table and the case was shaking, his face was alternately bitter and sad, mixed with shame, anger and anger, all mixed emotions.

"Is this the truth I want?" Lin Xiangqiang walked to the coffin, looked at the jade ornaments that had been burned and cracked, and said bitterly: "Gong'er, Gong'er, how can you be so unwise!"

Fan Xian is your brother-in-law. If you don't like it, I will find a way to cancel this marriage.

How could he collude with outsiders and come up with such a stupid trick?

The Northern Qi Dynasty is so scheming. What you do is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger!

"You want Fan Xian to die, but you don't know that the death of both of you will completely make our two families become enemies and become incompatible from now on... This is in the best interest of Northern Qi." Prime Minister Lin's voice became louder.

He came lower and lower, holding the edge of the coffin tightly with both hands, his fingertips turned white. "Lang Tao! Beiqi! Heavy!!"

Yuan Hongdao still had some doubts in his heart, but when he saw that Prime Minister Lin had already made a final decision, he said nothing more. The reason for seeking the truth was to have peace of mind, but if the investigation continued, the scandal between Lin Gong and Beiqi would definitely not be concealed.

If it detonates Kyoto and even the entire Nanqing, I am afraid that even Prime Minister Lin himself will be implicated.

The case ends here, leaving Lin Gong with the last bit of face.

It must be for this purpose that the forensic institute sent the case file.

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Fan Xian sent Lin Xiang away and returned to his small courtyard. He found Fan Ruoruo who was in a daze in the courtyard and said with a smile: "What are you thinking about?"

"Brother, I'm thinking about the story of Butterfly Lovers that you told me when I was a kid."

Fan Ruoruo didn't look back. She was usually smart or gentle and generous. Fan Xian had never seen her look so sad, as if she had stepped out of his book The Red Mansion.

"When did Ruoruo change her surname to Lin?" Fan Xian squatted next to Fan Ruoruo, looking at a bright rose in full bloom. He thought that Wan'er's tuberculosis was almost gone, and he could prepare some green plants to send to her later.

Definitely very happy.

"I'm not Lin Daiyu." Fan Ruoruo rolled her eyes at Fan Xian and said softly, "Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Fan Xian coughed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed for some reason, and carefully said, "Ruoruo, what do you think of Zhou Ji?"

"Very good, what's wrong?" Fan Ruoruo thought that Fan Xian would mention Zhou Ji, so she said openly: "Brother, if you have anything to do, just tell me directly, don't beat around the bush like Aunt Liu."

Fan Xian nodded in agreement, and then asked directly: "Do you like Zhou Ji?"

"Ah?" Fan Ruoruo didn't expect Fan Xian to be so direct. A blush spread from his cheeks to his ears, and his voice rose an octave, "What you asked is too direct!"

"Didn't you ask me to tell you straight?" Fan Xian couldn't help but waved his hands and said, "Answer me what exactly do you think?"

"I...I don't know either." Fan Ruoruo lowered his head, his voice completely losing its aura, and whispered, "When we were at Yishiju, my brother suddenly lost his temper when he heard "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

It's obviously the first time you meet Mr. Zhou, but you think he is your best friend."

"After experiencing a series of things, I often watched you chatting and playing with you. Gradually, I began to transfer my trust to my brother." After saying this, Fan Ruoruo glanced at Fan Xian carefully and saw his expression.

Something changed, and he quickly made up for it: "Of course, I still trust my brother unconditionally now. My trust in him is different from my trust in you."

"I can't tell the difference. I just want to see more of him. Even if we are just in a daze together, I find it very interesting..."

The more Fan Xian listened, the more uncomfortable he became. From Fan Ruoruo's sparkling eyes, he saw something called 'first love'.

He also has this kind of thing. Fortunately, his first love has become his unmarried wife.

"Is this what I like?" Fan Ruoruo told her about every detail of her relationship with Zhou Ji. Even though there was not much interaction or intersection between the two, there was always an inexplicable beautification filter in her narration, which made Fan Xian confused.

He shook his head.

Is this perfect and beautiful man in your mouth the same Zhou Ji with a twisted personality that he knew?

When Duan continued to be disturbed, Fan Xian already knew Zhou Ji's plan to go to the temple, and had a vague feeling that Zhou Ji would come to say goodbye to him sooner or later.

It's not too late this day.

After a long silence, Fan Xian finally shattered the girl's fantasy and said in a deep voice, "What if he doesn't like you?"

"Why doesn't he like me?" Fan Ruoruo asked.

From the way Fan Xian came back in the morning and hesitated to speak to her, she knew that the discussion must be related to Zhou Ji, so she stayed here in a daze while building up her courage.

Fan Xian opened his mouth and said in another way: "Are you not suitable?"

"What's inappropriate?" Fan Ruoruo asked again.

Fan Xian was unable to answer both questions, so he could only change his explanation again: "He said it himself."

Fan Ruoruo snorted coldly, stood up, raised his head and said, "Let him come and tell me in person."

"Then tell me, why does he like you? Why are you two suitable?!" Fan Xian had no experience in persuading people to break up. He was forced to do nothing by a series of rhetorical questions, so he stood up and said.

"Because I'm good-looking, because I'm well-educated, because I can make cakes for him, because I can go shopping with him on an outing, because I can see the coldness in his heart, because I can feel that he is just like you.

The loneliness..."

"I am your sister!" Fan Ruoruo said angrily, taking a step forward with every word, until Fan Xian was forced to the wall.

Fan Xian's scalp went numb after hearing this, and he couldn't refute a single word.

Zhou Ji, you can solve your own troubles by yourself, I won’t care about you anymore!
Chapter completed!