Hou Ye's palm heart is a black lotus

Han Yao, who was bored playing with the birds in the courtyard, was taken aback, and was frightened and angry: "Who is it! You are so presumptuous, trespassing on my Han's house!"

The servants came together and were about to make a move, but when they saw the person coming, they all froze in place.

These people are all wearing official uniforms, and they look like——

Han Tong also appeared quickly when he heard the movement, and was shocked to see the people who surrounded and sealed the gate.

"Master Su?"

This is actually a person from Dali Temple!

Han Yao turned around with a puzzled face: "Father, they..."

Han Tong gave him a look to tell him not to say much.

Strong uneasiness welled up in his heart, he forced a smile, took a step forward, and politely cupped his hands: "Master Su, what are you doing? If you want to find me, 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 following behind him were divided into two rows, and rushed into the courtyard quickly, waiting in full force.

The smile on Han Tong's face couldn't be maintained anymore.

Su Wei's official position was higher than his, but they belonged to Dali Temple and Guanglu Temple respectively. Normally, the well water did not interfere with the river water, so Su Wei didn't have the right to yell at him.

But looking at the officers and soldiers in the courtyard, Han Tong felt uneasy again, feeling as if something had happened.

Han Tong narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Master Su, what crime did Mr. Han commit to alarm your lord and want to come to the door in person?"

Su Wei looked at him condescendingly, his eyes were cold and mocking.

"You know what you have done."

Han Tong's hands in his sleeves tightened slowly: "Please forgive Han for being stupid and not understanding Master Su's meaning. In addition, although Han is not a high-ranking official, he is still an official ordered by the court. Isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

Su Wei seemed to have heard some joke.

Swish-!
"Zhou You, the Prime Minister of Guanglu Temple, reported that you secretly instructed him to poison the polo match, and planted the charge 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 came running in panic.

Su Peier was working as a female celebrity, when she heard this, she looked up: "What's wrong?"

The little servant girl was out of breath, pointed outside and stammered: "Master Han, Mr. Han was taken away by the people from Dali Temple!"

Su Peier's hand was careless, and the embroidery needle pierced her fingertips, and the bright red blood oozed out instantly, staining the handkerchief red.

She stood up abruptly: "What's going on?"

The little maid was also puzzled: "Slave, I only heard that Mr. Han was related to some polo match... and said that he was poisoned!"

Su Pei'er took two steps back and forth, biting her red lips lightly.

"Dali Temple...I'm afraid it's going to be a big trouble."

Although she didn't know what happened, she also knew that Dali Temple came to the door in person and took people away in full view. It was not an easy matter.

"Where's Han—Han Lang?" She asked again.

Hearing her mention of Han Yao, the little maid curled her lips.

"Stay in the room! Ever since Mr. Han was taken away, he was in a panic. In the end, he locked the door alone and refused to see anyone."

Su Pei'er felt a dull pain in her lower abdomen again, clutching her stomach, frowning slightly.

The little maid hurriedly helped her up: "Girl, are you feeling unwell again? I just got back with the medicine, so 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 now, as Ye Chutang said, it's not worth it.

Su Pei'er slowed down and ordered: "Go and fry the medicine, I'll drink it later when I come back."

The little maid was taken aback: "What are you going to do?"

Su Pei'er looked outside: "Master Han was taken away, and the Han family will have to rely on Han Lang for support. There are so many things going on inside and outside, so I naturally want to accompany him."

……

Heaven Prison.

Zhao Hanguang almost thought he heard it wrong: "What did you say? Zhou You retracted his confession?"

The jailer kicked away the broken mat on the ground, smiled and cupped his hands: "Master Zhao has suffered a lot these past few days. If I offended you before, I hope Master Zhao will forgive me."

He took half a step back: "Your side please—"

Zhao Hanguang is still in the fog.

He didn't know how he was convicted, let alone how he was cleared.

From the beginning to the end, it seems that someone is controlling everything, and he can't help him at all.

Zhao Hanguang stood up hesitantly.

In fact, he has not received any harsh punishments here these few days. Although he has lost a lot of weight, fortunately, there are no serious injuries on his body.

When he came to the door, he still couldn't help asking: "What about Han Tong? How is he doing now?"

As the jailer walked forward, he explained: "He has been detained in Dali Temple. This time he committed a bad crime, and he also falsely accused you. The crime will be aggravated. The specific punishment depends on the meaning of the above."

As it should be.

But...how did things turn out like this?
Zhao Hanguang frowned.

Han Tong has been dissatisfied with him, he knows it, but he didn't expect Han Tong to be so courageous, for the position of Guanglu Siqing, he would not hesitate to take risks!
Could it be that this sudden turning point was... the handwriting of His Royal Highness the Second Prince?
Thinking of this, Zhao Hanguang felt a little relieved.

The Second Highness still misses him after all—

At this time, another prisoner happened to be brought in.

The two sides met in the dark and narrow aisle.

The moment the two sides passed each other, the new prisoner suddenly became violent!Straight to Zhao Hanguang's neck!

A cold light flashed from his fingertips!
The hairs on Zhao Hanguang's body stand on end - this is for him!
The space is small, and Zhao Hanguang has no psychological preparations, so there is nowhere to hide.

Seeing that hand was about to touch his neck, the jailer in front suddenly flew up and kicked that man's arm hard!
Click!

There was a crisp bone cracking sound!

"There are assassins!"

The jailer yelled and rushed forward immediately.

However, what was unexpected was that the prisoner saw his identity exposed and knew that the trip had failed, so he chose to commit suicide!
"He has poison in his mouth." The jailer said, "It's a dead man!"

Seeing the slowly falling figure, and the black and red blood overflowing from the corner of the man's mouth, a chill slowly climbed up Zhao Hanguang's back.

This is, this is... His Second Highness sent someone to kill him! ?
"Drag the person out and deal with them cleanly," the jailer ordered.

The man's body disappeared quickly, as if everything had never happened.

"Master Zhao."

The jailer turned around, and the previous vicious and flattering look had long since disappeared.
"You still have one last chance to choose whether to meet my master or not."

Zhao Hanguang was silent for a long time, closed his eyes, and his voice was still trembling slightly.

"Zhao would like to see you."

……

It was getting late, Ye Chutang took Xiao Wu to Feiyue Lake.

She carried Xiao Wu into the boat and slowly came to the center of the lake.

The river reflects the moon, as bright as a wall.

The evening wind stirred her broken hair, and a few strands hit Xiao Wu's face, making her itchy and giggling.

Ye Chutang turned his head to look at her, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

"Now, you can enjoy the full moon."