Bring your son to chase after your wife, please go home

Chapter 1147
"Strange." Baili Changge frowned, "The interval between the first trial and the second trial is ten days, which is obviously unreasonable, but within these ten days, Ping Wang's people should have no chance to get close to the two of them, so why on earth would they Admitted to murder in the second trial?"

"This is exactly what the Duke and Madam can't figure out." Wei Yu said helplessly, "Otherwise, I'll go to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment later and ask Mr. An personally."

"You can't go." Baili Changge shook his head, "Don't underestimate Ye Tianyu, although you have super spiritual power now, if he really detects something and traces it, you will implicate the entire Yuzhen clan .”

"But if I don't go, the final judgment will be held tomorrow." Wei Yu paced back and forth anxiously, "The emperor said that once the matter of King Ping is dealt with, he will deal with your matter. Once tomorrow's judgment comes, The emperor will definitely turn his mind to you quickly, and Zhang Lin will stir up the flames again, and you will be in danger, so is it possible that we still have to play robbery?"

Hearing Wei Yu's words, a flash of light flashed in Baili Changge's mind, and she understood most of it in an instant, and she said weakly: "Wei Yu, I am very weak, please send some spiritual power to me quickly and then quickly Li Gong told the Duke that if he still goes to the trial tomorrow, he must find a way to prevent the Ministry of Criminal Justice from making a judgment, and this lawsuit will continue."

Wei Yu was puzzled, and originally wanted to ask why, but thinking of Baili Changge's weakness, he didn't dare to talk nonsense, and slowly sent some spiritual power to her from the air, and then gave her some instructions before leaving the prison.

The night was getting dark and the snow was getting heavier and heavier. After leaving the palace, Wei Yu turned his head and gave a distressed look in the direction of the sky prison, and then rubbed his frozen hands.

The sky and the earth are quiet, the bustle and bustle of the entire imperial capital, the darkness and decay are covered by the rustling snow, and the spotless white seems to be waiting for a pair of powerful big hands to sway a brush dipped in ink on it, outlining the outline of the mountains and rivers.

When Wei Yu conveyed the original words of Baili Changge to Duke Guo, he fell into silence very puzzled.

Shui Zhuyun even rubbed his forehead, "What are these two children thinking?"

After finishing speaking, she opened her eyes and looked at Duke Guo, "Tomorrow is the final trial, can you think of a way to delay the final judgment?"

"I will try my best." The Duke sighed softly, "At this moment, I feel that I am really old. What young people think is too profound and complicated, and I can't understand it at all with my thinking."

"Isn't it?" Shui Zhuyun also said: "I don't understand what that child is insisting on. No matter how safe the prison is, can it be as safe as the Prince Jin's Mansion? Why is she willing to risk being discovered at any time to live in it?" ?”

"Ma'am." Wei Yu took the opportunity to say: "Miss said, don't worry, when everything is over, she will come back safely."

"Okay, we're not worried." Shui Zhuyun suppressed the panic in his heart, "When you go next time, please tell her that you must take care of yourself, and you must not fall ill. The sky prison is dark and humid. On a snowy day, it must be very cold inside, but we can't give her clothes openly, alas... I'm really anxious."

"Duke and madam, please trust the eldest lady." Wei Yu once again persuaded, "Although she is in a prison, I can pass on information to her at any time. With her intelligence and wisdom, she will definitely plan strategies for the outside world. She believes in herself. We have to trust her too."

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This year's winter is colder than ever before, the icy cold is like a knife cutting from the skin to the bone marrow, the cold wind is howling, mixed with the blizzard that has not stopped all night, sweeping across the imperial capital.

(End of this chapter)