"What's wrong, uncle?" Su Ruotang's beautiful little face was emotionless, and her cold eyes were fixed on Shen Shi.
Mo Ronyan sat up straight, took her little hand and sat beside him, and asked softly, "How is Mr. Wang?"
Su Ruotang glanced at everyone in the room and said in a calm voice, "I've been poisoned."
"What? Another voodoo?" Doctor Wang was surprised, "Is it possible that Mr. Tan pushed Mr. Wang because he was controlled by a voodoo?"
Su Ruotang shook his head: "I'm not sure. I have to see my uncle to know."
After finishing her words, she looked at Mrs. Wang: "I will prescribe a prescription. If you take it for seven days, you can force out the worms. Then you can take good care of it."
Mrs. Wang expressed her gratitude with a complicated expression: "Thank you so much, Third Princess."
The uncle of the third princess pushed the old man into the water, but the third prince’s concubine saved the old man again...
Su Ruotang nodded lightly and asked Shen Shi again, "What's wrong with uncle?"
Shen Shi hesitated for a moment, but did not hide it, "Master Tan learned that he might have killed Master Wang, and he blamed himself very much."
Dong Qi has a law and deliberately kills his colleagues and executes them.
Su Ruotang's delicate little face was covered with frost: "Who told uncle that Mr. Wang is dead?"
"It was the people who gathered around who knew medicine and said that Mr. Wang's face was pale and there was nothing he could do to save his life."
Mo Rongyan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Mrs. Wang with a faint gaze, "If Mr. Wang wakes up tomorrow, let him also come to Dali Temple."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Dali Temple cell.
Tan Ming learned that his push might lead to Wang Hen's death.
He looked a little dazed and sat on the straw with empty eyes.
He was born in Tan Mansion. He had great literary talent and business talent at a young age. He had never harmed anyone...
When Su Ruotang and Mo Ronyan arrived, a mouse peed on the hem of his clothes, but he didn't notice it at all.
"Uncle." Su Ruotang called worriedly.
Tan Ming raised his head, his numb and empty eyes gradually focused.
Su Ruotang frowned slightly, her eyes full of worry.
Tan Ming's eyes were lifeless and he said in a daze: "Tang'er, is Mr. Wang really dead?"
"No." Su Ruotang answered simply.
Hearing Su Ruotang's words, Tan Ming's eyes lit up a little.
Immediately, the faint light dissipated again.
Regardless of whether Wang Hen is dead or not, it is a fact that he pushed someone into the lake in full view of everyone.
According to Dongqi law, intentionally harming a colleague is a capital offense.
Pursing his lips, Tan Ming looked at the two of them steadily and said in a hoarse voice, "At that time, Mr. Wang and I said hello by the lake, and then walked sideways with him."
"Perhaps you won't believe me even if I tell you, but I don't have the slightest impression of how I pushed Mr. Wang into the lake."
"When I reacted, the people around me were shouting that I pushed people into the lake."
"When Mr. Wang was rescued, his face was pale and his breath was weak. Some people said he would not survive."
After Tan Ming finished speaking, the ten fingers hanging down by his side unconsciously pinched into the palm of his hand.
He really has no memory of pushing Wang Hen into the water.
But when he said it, even he didn't believe it...
Mo Ronyan looked at him deeply and nodded, "I believe in uncle."
Tan Ming was stunned and said in disbelief, "Your Highness... Your Highness... you... you believe me?"
Mo Ronyan raised the corners of his lips, and although his voice was soft, it gave Tan Ming great support and encouragement, "We all believe what uncle said."
Tan Ming stood up, his eyes red, "I really can't remember why I pushed Mr. Wang into the water."
Su Ruotang said softly: "Uncle, let me take your pulse."
Tan Ming stretched out his hand from the gap in the cell.
His sleeves, which were always clean, were stained with dust.
Su Ruotang didn't get along with Tan Ming much, but she could feel that Tan Ming loved her from the bottom of his heart.
At this time, she saw her uncle, who always liked to be clean, with his sleeves stained with dust and his hands covered with mud, and her nose felt sore.
Tan Ming followed her gaze and looked at his dirty wrist, trying to retract his hand.
The next moment, his wrist was caught by a soft and gentle hand.
Tan Ming stiffened: "Tang'er..."
Su Ruotang sniffed and said in a soft voice with a hint of hoarseness, "Uncle must take a bath when we return home."
She deliberately emphasized: "Taking a bath with rose petals should make it smell fragrant."
Tan Ming was amused by her words and said, "Tang'er, my uncle is a man and doesn't take flower petal baths."
When Su Ruotang said this, the sadness outside the cell instantly dissipated.
After a moment, she retracted her hand and slightly raised her eyebrows, "There is no poison in my uncle's body."
As she spoke, she glanced at the jailer standing upright in front of her.
Mo Rongyan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Uncle, I'm going to stay here all night tonight. He Zhengming will review the matter together tomorrow morning."
Tan Ming nodded, looking a little worried, "Tang'er, your grandparents are getting older..."
Su Ruotang understood what he meant and nodded, "Don't worry, uncle, I'll go home later."
It was already midnight when we returned to the Third Prince's Mansion from Tan Mansion.
The next day, it was just dawn.
Under the cool light of the morning, Mo Rongyan, Su Ruotang, and an old man with a long beard sat in the Dali Temple early.
Because Wang Hen was seriously ill and unconscious, Han Ye, the young minister of Dali Temple, presided over the trial on his behalf.
He Zhengming was wearing a first-grade official uniform, sitting under Han Ye with a cold face, and said in a cold voice, "The third highness arrived at Dali Temple early in the morning and sat here with the third prince and concubine. The young prince of Dali Temple and the witnesses were still there. Do you dare to tell the truth?"
