Xiao Lingyue glanced at Zhan Beihan subconsciously.
He folded his arms leisurely across his chest and leaned against the pillar, looking at her with a pair of sharp, dark eyes.
He was clearly watching a show.
Xiao Lingyue suddenly felt unhappy.
The secret guards of Prince Yi's Mansion were trained by Zhan Beihan, and Ye Qi who followed Han Han was no exception.
With Zhan Beihan's desire for control, he must have a way to keep in touch with the secret guards at any time and know Hanhan's whereabouts well.
In other words, no one else knew about the bandits she and Hanhan encountered in the suburbs, but Zhan Beihan definitely knew about it.
That's why he came to Nanyang Marquis Mansion.
I'm not here to celebrate her birthday at all, but to catch someone...and watch her show.
Xiao Lingyue picked up a cup of tea and poured it directly on Aunt Hua's face!
"Ahem..." Aunt Hua, who was unconscious, choked and woke up.
"Shen Wan, what do you want to do?" Shen Zhijiang glared at Xiao Lingyue.
"Since we want to find out the truth, the person involved must wake up. Otherwise, how can we confront him?"
Xiao Lingyue said coldly, walked up to the bandit and pulled off the rag that blocked his mouth.
The bandit groaned twice but said nothing.
Xiao Lingyue said: "You just heard that my father said that I bribed you, framed my aunt, and wanted to beat you to death with a stick. Now in front of the prince and many guests, I ask you again, who bribed you? you?"
For a moment, everyone looked towards the bandit.
Shen Zhijiang angrily shouted guiltily: "He has been bribed by you, so of course he will talk to you!"
Xiao Lingyue said coolly: "He hasn't said anything yet. It's too early for father to worry."
Aunt Hua had just woken up and wiped the tea from her face. She looked up and saw the ferocious expressions of the bandits not far away. She was so frightened that she trembled all over.
"Bitch, you dare to sell me out, and you won't be able to live well even if I die!" the bandit's tone was full of resentment.
Because Aunt Hua turned against her, he was almost beaten to death with sticks.
The bandits simply hated her now.
He knew that he was in trouble this time, and even if he saved his head by serving a crime, he would have to spend the rest of his life in a prison, so he hated Aunt Hua even more for causing him to be like this.
If he hadn't accepted her business, he would still be a popular drinker on Hulang Mountain, how could he have ended up like this?
"You must be the prince of the imperial court! I am willing to explain everything, but you have to promise not to kill me, even if you imprison me for the rest of my life!" The bandit shouted as he looked at the prince in a python robe.
The prince remained calm: "You tell me first, I will consider it."
"Okay, I don't tell secret stories! This bitch bribed me to kill the third lady for her!" The bandit pointed at Aunt Hua without hesitation.
Aunt Hua screamed miserably: "I didn't—"
"Bitch, you still want to quibble when you are about to die! I have evidence!" The bandit smiled grimly, "Hidden it in my arms, you will know after touching it."
Aunt Hua's face was pale and she was dripping with cold sweat.
She suddenly hugged her belly and let out a scream: "Old, Master..."
"What's wrong with you?" Shen Zhijiang hugged her quickly.
"I...my belly..." Aunt Hua struggled to squeeze out a few words, trembling all over.
She suddenly had a bad feeling.
Shen Zhijiang watched her holding her stomach and didn't react for a moment.
As for the others, they thought Aunt Hua was pretending to be sick on purpose, and no one cared.
"Master Zhao." The prince motioned for him to go.
Zhao Chengwei did not hesitate, walked up to the bandit, reached out and dug into his pocket.
He took out a gold hairpin.
The gold hairpin is exquisite in style, with complicated patterns, and there are special marks on the bottom.
"Isn't this the new jewelry from Jinxiu Pavilion?" A noble lady recognized it.
Zhao Chengwei was a grown man and didn't know much about jewelry, so he could only look to the ladies for help.
Another courtier's wife kindly explained: "Every piece of jewelry in Jinxiu Pavilion is unique, and there are absolutely no imitations in the capital! Especially new jewelry must be booked in advance. Who buys which one?
Go to Jinxiu Pavilion and find out!"
"That's it!" Zhao Chengwei suddenly realized.
This golden hairpin is proof of identity. A quick check will reveal who its original owner is.
"This is that bitch's hairpin! She was wearing this golden hairpin when she came to negotiate a deal with me that day. I was afraid that she wouldn't admit it and secretly pulled it out of her head. She didn't notice it at all. I'm afraid she thought it was me.
Lost it." The bandit said proudly.
Aunt Hua, who was lying limply on the ground, was frightened for a while.
Her golden hairpin!
She really thought it was abandoned outside the city, and because she felt guilty, she didn't dare to send anyone to look for it...
"There are all the witnesses and physical evidence. Now everyone should know who is lying, right?" Xiao Lingyue spread her hands, half-smiling.
Mr. Zhao looked at Aunt Hua with sharp and majestic eyes: "Hua, do you know your guilt?"
Aunt Hua's heart was pounded hard before she could speak.
Suddenly, a severe cramping pain came from my abdomen.
"Ah..." She screamed miserably, clutching her stomach tightly, feeling wet liquid flowing out.
"Son! Save my son..." Aunt Hua screamed.
Shen Zhijiang was completely stunned!
He watched helplessly as bright red blood slowly flowed out from under the hem of Aunt Hua's skirt.
She, she is pregnant?
Probably because she was still very young, Aunt Hua herself didn't know it. After several emotional ups and downs, the already unstable fetus immediately turned red.
The guests in the hall suddenly changed their colors.
"Call the doctor quickly!" The prince was a little shocked when he saw the blood all over the floor.
At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind: Aunt Hua's baby must be a boy, and he must keep his son!
No wonder Shen Zhijiang thinks so.
He is already in his forties and has given birth to seven daughters, the youngest of whom is ten years old.
The aunts in the backyard have not been pregnant for many years, and Shen Zhijiang has a vague suspicion that his body may not be in good condition...
If he can't have another son, he may really have to cut off his descendants!
Aunt Hua's sudden pregnancy was a life-saving straw for Shen Zhijiang, and he had to keep the pregnancy no matter what.
The old Marquis was also surprised first and then happy. He couldn't care about anything else for the moment. He was more concerned with protecting his grandson.
Among the guests present was an imperial doctor, who quickly stepped forward to check her pulse: "My wife's mood swings are too high, the fetus is too small, the fetal air is already unstable, and there are signs of miscarriage!"
"Then what should we do!" Shen Zhijiang's eyes turned red.
"Don't panic, Mr. Marquis, my wife's health is still good. I will prescribe a dose of miscarriage medicine. After taking it, you can rest in bed." The imperial doctor reassured her.
"That's good, that's good! Quick, bring me a pen and paper!" Shen Zhijiang ordered immediately.
Aunt Hua had passed out from the pain.
The imperial doctor wrote down the prescription, and the old Marquis personally sent someone to get the medicine, and then sent Aunt Hua back to the backyard to recuperate.
"Wait a minute." Xiao Lingyue said coldly. Popular『』 This chapter has been completed!