Han Yao, who was bored and playing with birds in the courtyard, was startled. He was shocked and angry: "Who is it! You are so brazen and want to break into my Han family!"
The servants gathered together and were about to take action, but when they saw the person coming, they all froze on the spot.
These people were all wearing official uniforms, and they looked like—
Han Tong appeared quickly when he heard the commotion and was shocked to see the men and horses blocking the gate.
"Master Su?"
This is actually someone from Dali Temple!
Han Yao turned around with a puzzled face: "Dad, they..."
Han Tong glanced at him, telling him not to say anything.
Strong uneasiness surged in his heart, he forced a smile, took a step forward, and politely handed over his hand: "Master Su, what are you doing? If you come to me for anything, just send someone to look for it, why bother?"
Su Wei looked at him with a cold expression, raised his right hand, and the officers and soldiers behind him divided into two columns, rushed into the courtyard, and stood ready.
The smile on Han Tong's face couldn't be maintained.
Su Wei's official position was higher than his, but the two belonged to Dali Temple and Guanglu Temple respectively. Normally, Su Wei had no right to yell at him.
But looking at the officers and soldiers in the courtyard, Han Tong felt uneasy and felt that something had happened.
Han Tong narrowed his eyes slightly:
"Mr. Su, I don't know what crime Han committed, but he actually alerted your boss and wanted to come to your door in person?"
Su Wei looked at him condescendingly, his eyes cold and mocking.
"You know what you did."
The hand in Han Tong's sleeve slowly tightened: "Please forgive Han for being stupid and not understanding Master Su's meaning. In addition, although Han has a low official position, he is still an official of the imperial court. Master Su led someone to break in secretly like this. Isn’t it a little inappropriate?”
Su Wei seemed to have heard some joke.
Swish——!
"The Prime Minister of Guanglu Temple Zhouyou reported that you secretly instructed him to poison the polo match and framed the crime on Zhao Hanguang! Han Tong! You can plead guilty!"
Han Tong's heart suddenly sank to the bottom!
…
"Girl! It's not good!"
The little maid ran in panicked.
Su Pei'er was working as a female celebrity. Hearing this, he looked up and said, "What's wrong?"
The little maid was out of breath, pointed outside and stammered: "Master Han, Mr. Han was taken away by people from Dali Temple!"
Su Pei'er accidentally pierced her fingertips with an embroidery needle, and bright red blood seeped out instantly, staining the handkerchief red.
She stood up suddenly: "What's going on?"
The little maid also looked puzzled: "Slave, slave, I only heard that Master Han seems to be related to some polo match... and that he was poisoned!"
Su Peier took two steps back and forth, biting her red lips.
"Dali Temple... I'm afraid we'll be in big trouble."
Although she didn't know what happened, she also knew that Dali Temple came to the door in person and took the person away in front of everyone. It was by no means simple.
"Where's Han--Han Lang?" she asked again.
Hearing her mention Han Yao, the little maid curled her lips.
"Staying in the room! Ever since Mr. Han was taken away, he was extremely panicked. In the end, he simply locked the door alone and refused to see anyone."
Su Pei'er felt a dull pain in her lower abdomen again, holding her stomach and frowning slightly.
The little maid quickly supported her: "Girl, are you feeling unwell again? I just came back with the medicine, I'm going to fry it right now!"
Su Peier shook her head: "I'm fine."
She will no longer hurt her body because of this kind of thing. As Ye Chutang said, it's not worth it.
Su Peier calmed down and ordered: "Go and boil the medicine. I will come back later to drink it."
The little maid was stunned: "What are you going to do?"
Su Pei'er looked outside: "Master Han has been taken away, and the Han family will have to rely on Han Lang to support it. There are many things going on inside and outside, so I naturally want to accompany him."
…
Heavenly prison.
Zhao Hanguang almost thought he heard wrongly: "What did you say? Did Zhou You recant his confession?"
The jailer kicked away the tattered mats on the ground, smiled and cupped his hands: "Master Zhao has suffered a lot these days. If I have offended you in the past, I hope you will forgive me."
He took half a step back and said, "Please—"
Zhao Hanguang is still confused.
He didn’t know how he was convicted, let alone how he was cleared.
From beginning to end, it felt like someone was controlling everything, and it was not up to him at all.
Zhao Hanguang stood up hesitantly.
In fact, he has not received any harsh punishment here in the past few days. Although he has lost weight, fortunately, there are no serious injuries on his body.
When he came to the door, he couldn't help but ask: "What about Han Tong? How is he now?"
The jailer walked forward and explained: "He has been detained in Dali Temple. This time he committed a bad crime and falsely accused you. The crime will be increased. The specific punishment depends on the meaning above."
That's how it should be.
But...how did things become like this?
Zhao Hanguang frowned.
Han Tong had always been dissatisfied with him, and he knew that, but he didn't expect that Han Tong would be so courageous, and would take risks for the sake of the position of Guanglu Temple Minister!
Could this sudden turn of events be the work of... His Highness the Second Prince?
Thinking of this, Zhao Hanguang felt a little relieved.
His Highness the Second Highness still cares about him after all——
At this time, another prisoner happened to be brought in.
The two sides met in a dark and narrow corridor.
The moment the two sides passed each other, the new prisoner suddenly burst out! Straight to Zhao Hanguang's neck!
A cold light flashed on his fingertips!
Zhao Hanguang's hair stood on end - this was for him!
The space was small, and Zhao Hanguang had no psychological preparation, so there was no way to hide.
Just as the hand was about to touch his neck, the jailer in front suddenly flew forward and kicked the man hard on the arm!
Click!
The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded!
"There's an assassin!"
The jailer shouted sharply and rushed forward immediately.
However, what is unexpected is that the prisoner saw his identity exposed and knew that the trip failed, so he chose to commit suicide!
"He has poison in his mouth," the jailer said, "He is a dead soldier!"
Looking at the slowly falling figure and the black and red blood spilling from the corner of the man's mouth, a chill slowly climbed up Zhao Hanguang's back.
This, this is... His Highness sent someone to kill him! ?
"Drag the person out and deal with it cleanly," the jailer ordered.
The man's body disappeared quickly, as if everything had never happened.
"Master Zhao."
The jailer turned around, his previous ferocious and flattering look had long disappeared.
"You have one last chance to choose whether you want to meet my master or not."
Zhao Hanguang was silent for a long time, closing his eyes, his voice still trembling slightly.
"Zhao would like to see you."
…
It was getting late, and Ye Chutang took Xiao Wu to Feiyue Lake.
She carried Xiao Wu onto the boat and slowly came to the center of the lake.
The river reflects the moon, as bright as the wall.
The evening breeze ruffled her broken hair, and a few strands blew onto Xiao Wu's face. She felt itchy and giggled.
Ye Chutang turned his head to look at her, his eyebrows curved.
"Now, you can enjoy the moon."
