When Huo Wu heard the word "preparing a horse" again, he intuitively felt that he had heard it wrong.

Until the faces of Zhang Qingjiu and His Highness the Crown Prince appeared in front of him.

"Go to Dali Temple." Zhang Qingjiu held the brocade box he came with in his hand. Before Chu Lan could speak, he smiled and announced his inevitable destination.

The corners of Huo Wu's mouth twitched and she subconsciously looked at Chu Lan.

The latter nodded silently.

Huo Wu: "..."

You shouldn't ask more about this.

The carriage was ready at the gate of the Prince's Mansion. Feng Zhi watched Zhang Qingjiu and Xian Chulan get on the carriage with great pride, and couldn't help but grind his molar teeth.

Chu Lan looked at the fast-moving figure, remembering the man's "almost unreasonable request" just now in the study, and a flash of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

The carriage set off slowly, and Chu Lan narrowed his eyes: "I have said that this matter has been reported to Your Majesty, and you have made your own decision on how to deal with Dali Temple."

"Your Highness is reporting to Your Majesty, it doesn't mean that I can't go and have a look." Zhang Qingjiu glanced at him, thinking that this man was really fast at doing things.

By sending Xie Zian to Dali Temple, didn't he just tell the people outside that he had identified Xie Zian as the rumor monger and make them relax their vigilance?

If she is the one behind this matter, the best way to deal with it is to let both Xie Zian and Wanrou die to avoid leaking the secret.

Xie Zian could commit suicide out of fear of crime, but Wanrou was a weak woman and was living in the world, so it would be so easy to find a way at will.

As long as he, Chu Lan, makes arrangements in Dali Temple, he can invite you to enter the urn. If she guessed correctly, the troublemakers in Yixiang Tower were also sent by Chu Lan.

On the surface it seems to be causing trouble, but in reality it is for protection.

So... who is the person Chu Lan suspects behind this?

Narrowing his eyes, Zhang Qingjiu breathed out softly, "Who is your Highness suspecting?"

"Isn't it Xie Zian?" Chu Lan raised her eyebrows.

Zhang Qingjiu: "..."

The dog man pretended to be stupid for her.

With a sneer, Zhang Qingjiu said again: "How dare I ask, Your Highness, on what crime did Xie Zian go in?"

"As a palace editor, I don't do my job properly and take advantage of my authority to fabricate rumors and confuse people's hearts," Chu Lan said.

Zhang Qingjiu sniffed, as if he really meant what he said.

but……

"Your Highness's method may fail prematurely."

Chu Lan turned her eyes.

"Because Wei Chen's method is faster, more accurate and more powerful, and can help His Highness more!" Zhang Qingjiu raised the corner of his mouth and patted the box in his hand.

Chu Lan looked at her deeply and said nothing.

Under Chu Lan's instructions, the carriage drove quickly and smoothly, and the two of them soon arrived at the gate of Dali Temple.

At this moment, another figure also came to the Shangjing City Government Office and rang the grievance drum at the door of the office.

At the gate of Dali Temple, officials had already received the news of Chu Lan's arrival. As soon as they stepped into the gate of Dali Temple, they were welcomed in.

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince, and Mr. Xiao Zhang is also here." The official saluted Chu Lan first, and when he saw Zhang Qingjiu was there, his brows suddenly twitched.

In the court, Zhang Qingjiu's performance left a deep impression on him.

"Take me to see Xie Zian." Chu Lan nodded lightly.

"Yes, Your Highness, Mr. Xiao Zhang, please come with us." Although his official rank is higher than that of Zhang Qingjiu, the minister of Dali Temple did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

When several people arrived at the prison, Chu Lan glanced at him, and the Dali Temple Qing understood the situation and immediately asked everyone on the left and right to leave, and then he left.

Zhang Qingjiu looked at the silent man sitting in the prison, facing the wall, and narrowed his eyes, "Xie Zian."

"Who are you?" Xie Zian raised his head and glanced, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. When he saw Chu Lan, his expression changed drastically, "His Royal Highness."

"Xie Zian, do you want to retract your confession?" Chu Lan narrowed her eyes.

Zhang Qingjiu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Chu Lan with questioning eyes: What kind of confession? What kind of confession?

Unexpectedly, Chu Lan didn't look at him, and stared at Xie Zian with a pair of eyes, like an eagle hunting prey.

Xie Zian was silent for a while, shook his head, and turned his sharp eyes to Zhang Qingjiu: "Everyone is responsible for what he does. Those rumors and rumors were said by Wei Chen. Wei Chen cannot bear to see traitors harming the country, so Wei Chen confessed."

Zhang Qingjiu:???

Brother, are you afraid there's something wrong with you?

No, I am indeed sick.

It doesn’t matter if a muscle is missing, let alone a soul is missing?

Seeing this, he was determined to take the blame for Wanrou.

She did not expect that the power of Yongfangjing could reach this level.

But now that she is here, all destiny should return to its original position.

Chu Lan's face darkened: "Thank you Zi'an."

His voice was not loud, but it was full of majesty, and his tone was obviously angry.

Zhang Qingjiu looked at him, curled his lips, and grabbed Chu Lan's sleeve, "Don't be angry, he doesn't even know what he is talking about right now. Wait for me for a while, and I promise to give you an explanation."

After saying that, Zhang Qingjiu smiled slightly and opened the brocade box in his hand.

She stood not far from Xie Zian, so the latter could see the contents of the box when he raised his head.

Xie Zian glanced at it without trace at first, then paused suddenly, and finally couldn't help but stand up, rushed in front of Zhang Qingjiu, grabbed the prison railing, "You mirror, this is..."

"Wanrou gave this to me." Zhang Qingjiu blinked.

At first glance, the appearance of the Yongfang mirror is no different from that of an ordinary mirror. The only difference is that there is another purple flower pattern in the upper right corner of the mirror. But the bigger mystery is that ordinary bronze mirrors only have one side.

This Yongfang mirror can be used on both sides.

"You, what did you do to Wanrou?" As soon as Xie Zian heard this name, his expression lost its initial calmness.

Zhang Qingjiu looked at him deeply and stretched out his hand to form a seal.

I saw her drawing a pattern in front of the mirror that no one else could understand, as if she had set up some kind of formation.

And as she started to move, Xie Zian, who was glaring at her, seemed to suddenly fall into some kind of confusion, with a dull expression and empty eyes.

After finishing the last stroke, Zhang Qingjiu raised his hand.

"What are you doing?" Chu Lan pinched Zhang Qingjiu's wrist and looked at her fingers that fell to her lips, her eyes darkened.

"It's a seal." Zhang Qingjiu was a little surprised when the spell was interrupted, and raised his eyebrows, "It's the last step. With my blood, the sealing technique is complete."

Chu Lan still frowned.

Zhang Qingjiu added: "I have used it for you before."

Chu Lan's brows furrowed even more.

The two of them were in a stalemate like this for a while. Zhang Qingjiu suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is not worried about Wei Chen's health, right? If His Highness, the Crown Prince, feels sorry for Wei Chen, how about lending him some blood?"

Chu Lan's eyes flashed, the corners of her mouth pursed, and when she was about to speak, Zhang Qingjiu broke away from his hand.

"Your Highness has such a heart, and Wei Chen is very grateful. However, this formation only works with Wei Chen's own blood. Don't worry, Your Highness, it's just a drop of blood. It's not your heart's blood. It doesn't matter."

After saying that, Zhang Qingjiu bit it in his mouth, and a drop of red blood fell on the mirror.

In fact, she was a little moved when Chu Lan stopped her just now.

Not to mention Chu Lan, his life is entangled with his own. He used his own blood to save him, and his destiny with the true dragon purple energy is a top-notch formation guide no matter how you look at it.

ah!

However, this man was now delicate and frail, and if he really drained his blood, she was worried that she would have to pay back double the amount.

Then it will be her who loses.

And as Zhang Qingjiu's blood merged into the mirror and disappeared, the Yongfang mirror that had just been bright enough to judge people suddenly became dim, as if a person had suddenly lost his soul.

Xie Zian, who was in a daze just a moment ago, suddenly shuddered and opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!