Chapter 23 The prince clearly used means to coerce me.

Tan Zi paused.

His heart rose nervously in his throat, but he still pretended to be calm on his face.

Turning around, Tan Zhi looked at Zhao Yuan and asked, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

Zhao Yuan raised his chin and motioned for him to leave Qiao Yuanfei behind: "Your cousin must go to Dali Temple with me."

"Why are you going to Dali Temple?" Tan Zhi pretended to be confused, "What case has been committed in Dali Temple recently? Do you need my cousin's help?"

Zhao Yuan looked at this man's face and saw that he was blocking Qiao Yuanfei firmly behind him, and he became a little impatient: "In the case of the murder of Marquis Yongting, your cousin was the murderer."

"Is there any evidence?" Tan Zi asked loudly, "The prince is not in the mood to talk nonsense and slander others."

"Nonsense?" Zhao Yuan laughed angrily.

He found that since meeting Qiao Yuanfei, not only had his tolerance become stronger, but his temper had also improved a lot.

If anyone dared to talk to him like this in the past, it would be easy for him to get his skin peeled off.

Zhao Yuan pressed his eyebrows and said coldly: "The two daggers on the ground are evidence!"

Only then did Tan Zi notice the dagger.

They are scattered in two places, one right in front of you and the other at Zhao Yuan's feet.

Tan Zhi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stepped forward and picked up the one in front of him.

Dong Ye seemed to have a tact with him. He rushed to Zhao Yuan's side and raised his hand to pick up the one at his feet.

Zhao Yuan moved faster than her. He stepped on the dagger with a movement of his toes: "Miss Qiao, what does your maid want to do?"

Dong Ye failed and bared his teeth angrily at Zhao Yuan like a small beast.

Zhao Yuan glanced at her: "Sure enough, just like the kind of master there is, there will be the same kind of maid."

Qiao Yuanfei waved to Dongye. After Dongye returned, Qiao Yuanfei said: "Prince Zhao, the case of Marquis Yongting is over. The saint has also dealt with this matter. Now you have to turn over the facts. Did you come out to say that the saint tried the wrong case?"

Zhao Yuan said calmly: "Those are two different things. My duty is to apprehend the murderer."

"I'm not the murderer." Qiao Yuanfei said calmly, "No matter what you say, this case has nothing to do with me."

Tan Hui was listening and quickly stood up to identify him: "You admitted it just now, and I heard it all."

Qiao Yuanfei glanced at him: "Admit what? Admit that it was your father who ordered me, your mother who was the matchmaker, and you gave me the dagger?"

Tan Hui was shocked: "You bitch, you are bloody and spitting..."

The rest of the words were like a ball of cotton stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say another word.

Qiao Yuanfei was too lazy to pay attention to him.

She looked at Zhao Yuan with a deep look and some unclear meaning: "Or does Prince Zhao want me to admit that you used some means to coerce me today with the intention of getting me to admit this crime?"

means?

Zhao Yuan raised his eyebrows and suddenly thought of his bitten neck.

It was clear that he was the one who was hurt, but from the words coming out of Qiao Yuanfei's mouth, it was as if he had slighted her.

What's even weirder is that the memory of pain gradually dissipates in his mind. What becomes clearer now is the soft touch of the other party's lips and tongue on his neck.

"..." Zhao Yuan was speechless for a moment.

In the eyes of Tan Zi and others, this look showed a guilty conscience.

Tan Zhi was unsure for a moment whether Qiao Yuanfei was being bullied.

Fortunately, Master Tan, Mr. Qiao and others arrived quickly.

Mrs. Qiao first gouged out Tan Hui's eyes fiercely, and then said politely and indifferently to Zhao Yuan: "Our little temple in the west courtyard will not accept guests today. Prince Zhao, please come back."

Zhao Yuan did stay in Tan's house for a long time. He didn't say anything more, bent down to pick up the dagger, and patted his hand again.

A man with average features walked out from behind Mr. Qiao in an instant.

He swept over to Zhao Yuan like a ghost, and then pushed the wheelchair out.

Everyone was shocked by his elusiveness, and Tan Hui was also shocked: "This...this person has been following the prince?"

Zhao Yuan glanced at him and ignored him.

After leaving the Haitang Pavilion, he put the dagger back into his arms, looked at Qiao Yuan and said pointedly: "There won't be a next time."

Qiao Yuanfei nodded dignifiedly and gracefully: "We will see you later."

Of course there won't be a next time.

How can a murderer meet with a police official all the time?