After the marriage, the sick and weak husband fell off the horse

He carefully held it in his hand, then put it to his mouth and blew gently. The remaining dust was blown away, but a square pattern with clear outlines was left in his hand.

Li Dequan said curiously, "Your Majesty, look! This shape is actually Prime Minister Bai's seal."

Bai Qiusheng smiled calmly and said, "Eunuch Li is right, this is my seal."

After Bai Qiusheng finished speaking, he held up the false evidence and said, "Your Majesty, this fake one will never have such an effect after being burned."

The emperor looked at the evidence in Bai Qiusheng's hand, raised his eyes and motioned to Li Dequan to put it into the fire and burn it.

Li Dequan bent down and took the letter from Bai Qiusheng's hand, and then put it into the fire.

He did not grab it with his hands like Bai Qiusheng, but took a small wooden stick and fiddled with it carefully. Especially when the seal was burned, Li Dequan thought for a while and did not dare to touch it with the stick, but asked someone to put out the fire.

He reached out and carefully touched the burned letter, but as soon as his fingers touched it, the connected ashes were completely shattered and turned into fine ash.

Li Dequan took back his hand, turned his head and shook his head at the emperor.

Seeing this, the emperor took three steps forward, bent down and helped Bai Qiusheng up, "Bai Qing, I have wrongly blamed you for causing Aiqing to suffer."

"Don't worry, I will let you out soon."

Bai Qiusheng became more and more submissive, "How can you blame the Emperor? It's because other countries have sinister intentions and dirty methods to deceive the Emperor and all the courtiers."

When the emperor heard this, he didn't say anything, but the look on his face softened a lot. He patted Bai Qiusheng's shoulder heavily and said, "It's my luck and the Chu country's luck that Bai Qing can think like this."

A handsome man with pale skin is half-lying on a six-poster canopy bed made of red lacquered pear wood and painted with gold landscape patterns. He is wearing a white singlet underneath and a black fox fur jacket outside, which adds a bit of chill to his soft and gentle temperament. Qi.

Ming Qiu strode forward, stood three steps away from the bed, and said, "Sir, Bai Qiusheng has been acquitted. Not only has his official position been restored to his original position, the emperor has also rewarded him with many things to comfort him."

Lin Jingrong paused while turning the book, "Did that idiot Lian Fang get caught?"

Mingqiu shook his head, "No, Lian Fang has already returned to Xia Kingdom."

On the yellowed pages of the book was a pair of fair and slender hands. The index finger was slightly bent and tapping the side of the book unconsciously. The owner of the hand chuckled, "I have underestimated Bai Qiusheng."

"But yes, if he is so easily brought down, his reputation will be in vain."

After Lin Jingrong finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed and he was about to get out of bed.

"My lord, where are you going?"

Lin was shocked and said, "Bai Qiusheng was acquitted, she must not feel well now."

Mingqiu's head was full of questions, him?who is he?

After he paused for a while, he realized that the young master was referring to her as Princess Chunhua.

He complained silently in his mind, even saying that he didn't like it, but he was more anxious than anyone else when something happened.

Ming Qiu complained in his heart, but his hands were not slow in his movements. He quickly took out the outer shirt and put it on Lin Jingrong.

"Mingqiu, go get the pictures I drew these days."

After hearing this, Mingqiu went to get it from the table and asked, "Sir, since you are going to see the princess, why do you want to take this thing?"

His young master always likes to think about weapons and other things, and he has been working on drawings day and night these days. He has been busy for many days and scrapped countless drawings. He successfully completed the draft yesterday.

Isn't the content on this manuscript a hidden weapon prepared by the young master for them?Why do you want to take it now?

Lin Jingrong did not answer, but took the drawing from Mingqiu's hand and carefully stored it in his chest for fear of getting it wrinkled. "It's all slaves who have done things badly. Please punish me, Princess."

Xie Chunchao glanced at Yun Xie, who was kneeling in front of her, sighed softly, and helped him up, "I can't blame you for this. The prison of the Ministry of Punishment is not an easy place to start, let alone killing an important minister."

The Criminal Department was Bai Qiusheng's territory. In addition, there were two big mountains, the Chief of Ceremonies and the front of the palace. It was as difficult as climbing to the sky to kill people.

Although Xie Chunchao did not blame her, the look on Yun Xie's face did not improve, not only her, but also Yu Ning Fengqing's and others.

They all knew how much effort Xie Chunchao had made to get rid of Bai Qiusheng. Not only Xie Chunchao, but also several of them also worked hard all day long for this matter, and several pairs of Yun Xie's shoes were worn out.

But they tried their best, thinking that they could bring down Bai Qiusheng, but they didn't expect that they would just let him live in the prison for a few days.

Xie Chunchao also felt bad, but when she saw that everyone was in a gloomy mood, she suppressed the bitterness in her heart.

"Okay, it's not a big deal. Although we didn't succeed this time, it still caused Bai Qiusheng some suffering, didn't it?"

"Bai Qiusheng is the prime minister after all. If he was brought down so easily by us, he would have died countless times long ago."

"The days are long and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

Seeing that several people were still in low spirits, Xie Chunchao smiled, and then took the lead in attacking Yu Ning.

Yu Ning's waist was tickled by Xie Chun, and she couldn't help laughing. Seeing this, Xie Chunchao scratched Feng Qing and Yun Xie again. The haze was swept away, and several people burst into laughter, especially Yu Ning and Feng Qing. Laughing and falling on Xie Chunchao's bed.

While a few people were playing around, a maid outside the house said, "Princess, Mr. Lin is here."

After hearing this, several people in the room hurriedly returned to their usual appearance. Even Xie Chunchao fiddled with his hair unconsciously.

Yu Ning covered her mouth and smiled, "The princess was overthinking some time ago, isn't Mr. Lin coming just now?"

As soon as Yu Ning finished speaking, Lin Jingrong came in.

His appearance did not change much. He was dressed in a sapphire blue brocade robe with a cross-collar collar, which made him look very noble. On his jade-like face, there was a warm smile like the spring breeze. He said, "I can hear you from a distance." Why did your laughter disappear as soon as I came in? But I disturbed you?"

Lin Jingrong had been worried on the way here whether Xie Chunchao would be dejected or hurt by a sudden fire.

It wasn't until I heard Xie Chunchao's laughter outside that my worries eased a little.

Xie Chun said, "No, we were just having fun."

"Why did you come out today? Are you feeling better?"

Lin Jingrong smiled and nodded, "I'm already well, so I thought of coming to see you."

He thought for a while and then said, "Sorry, I was unwell during that time, so my words and deeds were quite cold."

Xie Chunchao recalled what happened before and didn't say anything. However, after not seeing each other for many days, the two of them were still quite unfamiliar.

In the past, the two of them talked about everything, but now that they were sitting opposite each other, they talked a lot less.

Xie Chunchao lowered his eyes and watched the tea leaves floating in the cup, his thoughts drifting far away...

Yu Ning and several others found excuses to go out, leaving only Xie Chunchao and Lin Jingrong in the room.

Xie Chunchao lowered his head so he didn't see Lin Jingrong's eyes. The way he looked at her was almost greedy, with a surge of desire in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)