"What's wrong with my uncle?" Su Ruotang's beautiful and unparalleled little face had no emotion, and her cold eyes looked at Shen Shi fixedly.

Mo Yingyan sat up straight, took her little hand and sat beside her, and asked softly, "How is Lord Wang?" ”

Su Ruotang glanced at everyone in the room, and his voice was faint: "I fell into the Gu." ”

"What? Gu again? Imperial Physician Wang was taken aback, "Could it be that Lord Tan pushed Lord Wang because he was controlled by Gu?" ”

Su Ruotang shook his head: "I'm not sure, I need to see my uncle to know." ”

After the words fell, she looked at Mrs. Wang: "I will prescribe a prescription, and I can force out the Gu worms after taking it for seven days, and then just take care of it." ”

Mrs. Wang looked complicated and thanked her: "Thank you, the third princess." ”

The uncle of the third princess pushed the old man into the water, but the third princess saved the old man again......

Su Ruotang bowed lightly and asked Shen Shi again, "What's wrong with uncle?" ”

Shen Shi hesitated for a moment, but did not hide it, "Lord Tan is extremely guilty and annoyed when he learns that he may have killed Lord Wang. ”

Dongqi has a law, deliberately mutilates his colleagues, and beheads him.

Su Ruotang's delicate little face was covered with frost: "Who told my uncle that Lord Wang died?" ”

"It's the onlookers who know how to treat the people, saying that Lord Wang's face is pale and he can't go back to heaven."

Mo Ying raised her eyes suddenly, and looked at Mrs. Wang with a faint light, "If Lord Wang wakes up tomorrow, let him also come to Dali Temple." ”

"Yes, Your Highness."

Dali Temple cell.

Tan Ming learned that his push could lead to Wang Zhen's death.

He looked a little dazed, and sat on the straw with empty eyes.

He was born in Tanfu since he was a child, he was young and brilliant, and he had excellent business talents, and he never harmed anyone......

When Su Ruotang and Mo Yingyan arrived, a mouse sprinkled urine on the hem of his clothes, but he didn't notice it at all.

"Uncle." Su Ruotang called out worriedly.

Tan Ming raised his head, his numb and empty eyes gradually focused.

Su Ruotang's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes were full of worry.

Tan Ming's eyes were full of brilliance, and he said in a daze: "Tang'er, is Lord Wang really dead?" ”

"Nope." Su Ruotang replied very simply.

Hearing Su Ruotang's words, Tan Ming's eyes lit up.

Immediately, the faint light dissipated.

Regardless of whether Wang Zhen died or not, it is a fact that he pushed people down the lake in full view of everyone.

According to the laws of the Eastern Enlightenment, intentionally harming a colleague is a capital offense.

Pursing his lips, Tan Ming looked at the two of them fixedly, and said in a dumb voice, "At that time, Lord Wang and I greeted him by the lake, so I walked sideways with him. ”

"Maybe you don't believe it, but I don't have any impression of how I pushed Lord Wang into the lake."

"When I reacted, the people around me were shouting that I was pushing people into the lake."

"And when Lord Wang was rescued, his face was pale and his breath was weak, and some people said that he would not survive."

Tan Ming's words fell, and the ten fingers that fell on his side unconsciously pinched into his palm.

He really didn't have a trace of memory of pushing Wang Ji into the water.

But when he said it, even he didn't believe it......

Mo Yingyan looked at him deeply and nodded, "I believe in uncle." ”

Tan Ming was stunned, and said in disbelief, "Palace...... Your Highness...... You...... Do you believe me? ”

Mo Yingyan hooked the corners of her lips, although her voice was light, but it gave Tan Ming great support and encouragement, "We all believe what Uncle said." ”

Tan Ming stood up with his body propped up, his eyes were red, "I really can't remember why I pushed Lord Wang into the water." ”

Su Ruotang said softly: "Uncle, I'll give you a pulse." ”

Tan Ming stretched out his hand from the crack in the cell.

His always clean sleeves were stained with dust.

Su Ruotang and Tan Ming don't get along much, but they can also feel that Tan Ming loves her from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, I saw my uncle, who loved to be clean, her sleeves were stained with dust, her hands were full of mud, and her nose was sore.

Tan Ming followed her gaze to look at his dirty wrist, wanting to retract his hand.

The next moment, the wrist was grabbed by a soft and soft little hand.

Tan Ming's body stiffened: "Tang'er ......"

Su Ruotang sniffed, his soft voice with a hint of hoarseness, "When I go home, my uncle must take a bath." ”

She deliberately emphasized: "Take a rose petal bath, you must wash it fragrantly." ”

Tan Ming was so amused by her words that he couldn't cry or laugh: "Tang'er, my uncle is a man, and he doesn't take a petal bath." ”

was said by Su Ruotang, and the sadness outside the cell instantly dissipated.

After a moment, she withdrew her hand, and her willow eyebrows twisted slightly, "Uncle doesn't have Gu in his body." ”

As she spoke, she almost imperceptibly glanced at the jailer standing upright in front of her.

Mo Yingyan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Uncle Hard will stay here for one night tonight, and He Zhengming will hear this matter together tomorrow morning." ”

Tan Ming nodded, his expression was a little worried, "Tang'er, your grandfather and grandmother are older......

Su Ruotang understood what he meant, and nodded, "Uncle, don't worry, I'll go to the house in a while." ”

It was already midnight when I returned to the Three Princes' Mansion from Tanfu.

The next day, it was just dawn.

Stepping on the cold light of the early morning, Mo Yingyan and Su Ruotang, as well as an old man with a long beard, sat in Dali Temple early.

Because Wang Zhen was seriously ill and unconscious, the trial was presided over by Han Ye, Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

He Zhengming was wearing a Zhengyipin official uniform, sitting under Han Ye with a cold face, his voice was cold and hard, "His Royal Highness arrived at Dali Temple early in the morning, and sat here with the three princesses, do the Shaoqing of Dali Temple and the witnesses still dare to tell the truth?" ”