The float comes with the incense.

Hearing Tang Jingshi's words, joy flashed in her eyes.

The things that dyed incense were not stolen by Dye Chun at all, but after they secretly took them, they lost a stack of silver tickets on the road that Dye Chun had to pass every day.

The windfall, of course, will not be handed over to the government by Dye Chun's character, but he can't wait to go to the gambling house to squander it.

That's why Ran Xiang will suspect that it was Ran Chun who stole her things.

And now the reason why the government has come up with evidence undoubtedly proves that Dye Xiang did see Nanyan yesterday.

And Nanyan did not hesitate to fabricate evidence and find a reason to deal with Dye Chun because of his shortcomings.

At this time, Fuyou admired his master very much, and he actually figured out Nanyan, who only had one side, so thoroughly.

In order to save her aunt, Dye Xiang must receive Nanyan's love and recognize the evidence.

But if Dye Chun's hand is cut off, this life will be over.

Looking at the hosta that was presented, he pursed his lips and was entangled.

Floating silently tugged at the sleeve of the dyed incense:

"You'd better be smart, or they won't be able to save any of them!"

Dye incense shocked.

The hand in the sleeve began to tremble.

My aunt only has one daughter, Ran Chun, although she is stubborn, but if something happens to Ran Chun, my aunt will probably follow.

Dye Chun knelt down and crawled to Dye Xiang and cried:

"Cousin, help me, I really haven't seen this thing!"

The calmness on Tang Jingshi's face gradually turned into anxiety:

"Dye Xiang, although you were expelled from the Feng Palace for making a mistake, the Heavenly Maiden is particularly concerned about this matter in the affection you once served with all your heart, you can rest assured that this official will definitely make decisions for you."

Seeing it in his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart.

If Dye Xiang really softened, then how could Nanyan still pity her.

Just in the anticipation of everyone, Dye Xiang suddenly knelt down and said:

"My lord, this hosta is indeed given by the goddess, but it was not pawned by my cousin, but the maiden lost the soft and had no food to eat, so she had to exchange it for silver."

Her words left the crowd speechless.

Dye Chun is a good gambler, and the family has long been in the four walls, otherwise Dye Xiang would not have hurried to find a place to work and earn money to support her aunt.

Tang Jingshi's face turned red.

"Dye incense, have you figured it out?"

Dye Xiang nodded:

"What Xiaomin said is true, please judge it clearly."

The floating air was eager to give Dye Xiang two slaps immediately.

She crouched down with a concerned face and whispered to Dye Xiang:

"Do you want Sihan's family to be buried for you?"

But Dye Xiang was like a stake, ignoring her threats at all.

Tang Jingshi was choked for a long time and didn't speak:

"Come on, press the incense into the prison!"

Floating watched Dye Xiang being taken away, but he was helpless.

Si Han, who was guarding his duties in the palace, heard about this time, and hurriedly went to Fengyang Palace to ask to see Nanyan.

But he ate the closed door.

The summer is scorching, but the prison is unusually cold.

Dye Xiang sat quietly in the corner, closed her eyes, and was silent.

Although she and Si Han met at first because of use, slowly, this tender man unconsciously entered her heart.

Selling items in the palace is a capital crime, and the only thing Dye Xiang can do is to clarify that when he sold the hosta, he had not married Si Han.

Now she can only break the cauldron and put her dead to life, and she must not be able to think of a way to do it for the time being.

As night approached, the familiar sound of footsteps sounded in the prison.

Dye Xiang looked up and saw Nanyan, and joy flashed in her eyes.

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