Xiao Lingyue subconsciously glanced at Zhan Beihan.
He leisurely wrapped his hands around his chest, leaned against the pillar, and looked at her with sharp and dark eyes.
It's 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 was following Hanhan, was no exception.
With Zhan Beihan's desire to control himself, he must have a way to keep in touch with the secret guards at any time and know Hanhan's whereabouts.
In other words, if she and Hanhan encounter bandits in the suburbs, others don’t know about it, Zhan Beihan must have known it.
That's why he came to Nanyang Hou Mansion.
She was not here to celebrate her birthday at all, but to catch people... by the way, she saw her good show.
Xiao Lingyue picked up a cup of tea and poured it on Aunt Hua’s face!
"Ahem..." The unconscious Aunt Hua was awakened by choking.
"Chen Wan, what do you want to do?" Shen Zhijiang glared at Xiao Lingyue.
"Since you have to ask the truth, the parties involved must wake up, otherwise how can they confront each other?"
Xiao Lingyue said coldly, walked to the bandits and pulled off the rag that blocked his mouth.
The bandits slap twice, but they haven't spoken yet.
Xiao Lingyue said: "You just heard that my father said that I would bribe you, frame my aunt and beat you to death. Now, in front of the prince and many guests, I will ask you again, who bought it. you?"
For a moment, everyone looked at the bandits.
Shen Zhijiang angrily scolded guiltily: "You have bought him all, so of course he will speak to you!"
Xiao Lingyue said coldly: "He didn't say anything yet. My father was too anxious."
Aunt Hua had just woken up and wiped off the tea from her face. When she looked up, she saw the hideous expressions of the bandits not far away. She was so scared that she trembled all over.
"Bitch, you dare to sell me, and you don't think about it if I die!" The bandit's tone was full of resentment.
Because Aunt Hua turned against him, he almost got beaten to death by sticks.
The bandits hated her so much now.
He knew that he had suffered this time. Even if he had made meritorious service to save his head, he would have to spend the rest of his life in the heavenly prison, so he hated even more that he would be such an Aunt Hua.
If he hadn't taken over her business, he was still enjoying the hot and spicy food on Hulang Mountain, how could he end up like this?
"You are the prince of the court! I am willing to explain everything, but you have to promise not to kill me, even if I keep me for the rest of my life!" The bandit yelled at the prince in a python robe.
The prince remained silent: "You talk first, I will consider it."
"Okay, I don't say anything secretly! It was this bitch who bought me and asked me to kill the third lady for her!" The bandit pointed at Aunt Hua without hesitation.
Aunt Hua screamed shrillly: "I don't--"
"Bitch, you still want to argue when you die! I have evidence!" The bandit smiled grimly, "Just hide it in my arms, you will know if you touch it."
Aunt Hua's face was pale and cold sweat flowed.
She suddenly hugged her stomach and screamed: "Old, master..."
"What's wrong with you?" Shen Zhijiang hurriedly hugged her.
"I...my belly..." Aunt Hua struggled to squeeze out a few words, and her whole body was shaking.
She suddenly had a bad premonition.
Shen Zhijiang looked at her covering her stomach, but he didn't react for a while.
As for the others, I thought Aunt Hua was pretending to be sick on purpose, and no one cared about it.
"Mr. Zhao." The prince signaled him to go.
Zhao Chengwei was not vague, and walked to the bandits, reached out to take it out in his arms.
He took out a golden hairpin.
The gold hairpin is exquisite in style, complex in patterns, and there are special logos under it.
"Isn't this the new jewelry from Jinxiu Pavilion?" A noble lady recognized it.
Zhao Chengwei is a big man and doesn't understand jewelry. He can only look at the ladies with help.
Another court official explained kindly: "Each piece of jewelry in Jinxiu Pavilion is unique, and there are absolutely no imitations in the capital! Especially new jewelry, you must reserve it in advance. Who bought which one?
You will know after checking in Jinxiu Pavilion!”
"So that's it!" Zhao Chengwei suddenly realized.
This golden hairpin is the identity proof. You can find out who its original owner is after checking it.
"This is the hairpin of that bitch! She came to discuss the deal with me that day with this gold hairpin. I was afraid that she would not admit it, so she secretly pulled it from her head. She didn't notice it at all, and probably thought it was herself.
Lost." The bandit said proudly.
Aunt Hua, who was limping on the ground, was frightened.
Her golden hairpin!
She really thought she was left outside the city, because she was guilty and didn't dare to send anyone to find her...
"There are both personal and physical evidence. Now everyone should know who is lying, right?" Xiao Lingyue spread her hands and smiled.
Lord Zhao looked at Aunt Hua with sharp and majestic eyes suddenly: "Fahrenheit, do you know your guilt!"
Aunt Hua's heart suddenly fell down, and she had not had time to speak.
Suddenly, a severe colic came from the abdomen.
"Ah..." She screamed shrillly, covering her stomach tightly, feeling the wet liquid flowing out.
"Son! Save my son..." Aunt Hua screamed in dismay.
Shen Zhijiang was completely stupid!
I watched helplessly as the hem of Aunt Hua's skirt slowly flowed out of red blood.
She, is she actually pregnant?
Maybe it was still young in the month, and Aunt Hua herself didn't know it. After several emotional ups and downs, the already unstable fetus turned red.
The guests in the hall suddenly changed color.
"Call the Imperial Doctor!" The prince was also a little shocked when he saw the blood all over the ground.
"Imperial Doctor! Imperial Doctor..." Shen Zhijiang roared in his arms with Aunt Hua.
At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind. Aunt Hua must be a boy, and he must protect his son!
It’s not that Shen Zhijiang thinks so.
He is in his forties this year and has given birth to seven daughters. The youngest daughters are all ten years old.
The concubines in the backyard have not been pregnant for many years, and Shen Zhijiang vaguely suspects that his health may not be good...
If he cannot give birth to a son, he may really be defeated!
Aunt Hua's sudden pregnancy was a life-saving straw for Shen Zhijiang. He had to save this baby no matter what.
The old marquis was also surprised first and then happy, and he didn't care about anything else for a while. It was important to protect his grandson.
Among the guests present was an imperial physician, and he quickly stepped forward to take his pulse: "My wife's mood was too big, the fetus was too small, the fetal aura was unstable, and there were signs of miscarriage!"
"What should I do!" Shen Zhijiang's eyes were red with anxiety.
"Mr. Don't panic. My wife's health is pretty good. I will prescribe a dose of fetal protection medicine. After taking it, you can stay in bed and rest." The imperial physician said comfortingly.
"That's good, that's good! Hurry up, bring paper and pen!" Shen Zhijiang immediately ordered.
Aunt Hua fainted from pain.
The imperial doctor wrote down the prescription, and the old marquis personally sent someone to get the medicine, and then he wanted to send Aunt Hua back to the backyard to recuperate.
"Slow down." Xiao Lingyue said coldly. Popular " This chapter has been completed!