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Looking at this scene, Rong Qian lowered his head in silence. Although he didn't say anything, everyone in the room looked in his direction from time to time.

Liu Meilin saw that his words were not refuted by this cold-faced prince, and could not help but feel lucky in his heart.

He knew that as long as this matter did not involve the royal family or anyone else in the family, no matter how absurd the conclusion was, as long as it held a few points, he could be considered as having made the wrong decision in this case.

Since this young miss didn't agree to use the scapegoat prepared by others, then it was in line with her intention. Using suicide wasn't a bad way to put it.

But... The Temple was a royal temple. Since it was like this, it would take a lot of effort to preserve the reputation of the temple.

Master Jing Ci's heart could be said to be dead at this moment. It was obvious that Jing Zhao Yin and the Prime Minister had already believed the words of this young miss. Furthermore, how was it that this young miss, who was raised in a room and had never set foot in the Fabian Temple, found out about the matter regarding Hui An?

"Eldest Miss, you're talking about …"

"Master Jing Ci, at this point, you're still unwilling to speak the truth?" Seeing that Master Jing Ci still wanted to explain, she smiled slightly and interrupted before she could finish.

Right now, Nian Ci was still tied up by the bailiffs outside. The longer the matter dragged on, the more rumors and rumors would spread in the future.

Besides, she didn't want to waste her time on this.

"Someone, suppress Jing Ci." Rong Gan didn't speak for a long time. The first thing he said before he opened his mouth was to capture him.

"Sixth Prince, Eldest Miss, please forgive me!" Jing Ci panicked again when she heard that she was going to be taken away. She had originally thought that as long as she did not admit it, the reputation of the Temple would be preserved. She also could not let the Temple of Law ruin its reputation in her hands.

However, as the abbot, if he was really imprisoned in Shuntian, not only would his reputation be ruined, so would his reputation be ruined.

She smiled in a less than relaxed manner. In fact, if she had allowed herself to remain silent, she would have used the name of Liu Mo Lin to capture Jing Ci. He hadn't thought that someone here would actually have a tacit understanding with him.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. Who had a tacit understanding with him?

Now that she had already asked the most important questions, she yawned lightly and then reported all the crimes to Rong Gan, asking Liu Meilin to continue interrogating her.

She believed that as a government official, Liu Mo Lin's eyes were bright and his heart was bright. He would surely be able to come up with a perfect ending.

Under Liu Mo Lin's interrogation, the whole story was quickly sorted out.

It turned out that the male guests of the mansion had become familiar with Hui An when one of the capital's nobles came to offer incense. The two of them soon became together, and four months later, it was a misfortune to see that Emil was pregnant.

After this man heard about it, he went and humiliated Hui An, then there was no more news of him.

Later on, when Master Jingle found out about this, she made Huian drink medicine and abort it to protect his reputation as a temple." However, he didn't want to fight. Something like that actually happened after that.

She also clearly saw that on the doll spirit tablet, there was indeed a red mark on the doll's right arm, and there was a clear crack on the doll's head.

Could it be that Hui An really committed suicide? Her expression gradually became doubtful.

"Filtering the Buddhist sacred land is simply unforgivable!" After listening to Hui An's confession, Rong Gan suddenly closed the lid of the cup in his hand. The originally quiet hall became even quieter due to the crisp sound of the clinking of porcelain.

Jing Ci was scared to the point that her face was covered in sweat. She hurriedly pleaded in grief, "Your Highness, it was because I was worried about the reputation of the temple that I was so muddle-headed and did not report it. Please forgive me!"

With a cold face, Rong Qian ignored Jing Ci's plea and focused on the banana tree outside the window. As a prince, he didn't make a sound, and as for the both of them, they didn't even care about adding fuel to the fire.

Seeing this, Master Jing Ci suddenly gritted his teeth and crawled in the direction where it was still fresh.

"Eldest Miss, I heard about your kindness when I was outside of the mortal world. I hope that you can plead with His Highness to save the girls in the Buddhist temple!"

Actually, it wasn't surprising that Master Jing Ci was so excited. It had to be known that the temple wasn't a disgrace to know about the matter of Huian by himself. That involved the good name of all the girls in the temple.

Besides, if the emperor knew about it, who knew what would happen if he got angry?

He had not expected much from the case, but he had never expected that Master Jing Ci, who had been so benevolent, would end up like this … She did so with all her heart, even going to the extent of falsifying her reputation and making an innocent person lose his life.

However, as a prince, shouldn't such matters be dealt with properly? After all, this was a Royal temple, could it be … Who is he?

She did not even look at the Master Serenity kneeling in front of her. Although she was crying, she did not cause much sympathy.

Instead, her gaze landed on the man in the middle of the hall …

The tall figure was still the focus of everyone's attention in the dark hall. With his status, if he was unwilling to show mercy, the ugly matter of Hui An's secret relationship would not be able to be covered up.

As if noticing that his gaze had stopped on himself, Rong Qianyu's sword-like eyebrows raised and his sharp gaze instantly met his gaze.

Their gazes intersected like sparks and flint, as if they understood each other's intentions even less.

Just like Master Jingzi had chosen to kneel before him without hesitation, everyone in this great hall knew that they were the future sixth imperial concubine. If she was the one who asked for mercy, they would at least give her some face.

This favor from the Temple of Fa Jue was naturally owed to her.

The bright-red eyelashes slightly lifted, retracting her gaze. Her red lips slightly parted as she said, "Master Jing Ci, the masters here will naturally know about this case. This matter cannot be solved by me."

After he finished speaking, he moved his feet even more. He then moved two steps backwards as light as a feather. The corner of his skirt didn't even move an inch.

She had no interest in accepting the debts of others.

Hearing this, Jing Ci was stunned. She couldn't help but look over and only felt that this young lady of the Prime Minister's Palace, Feng Rong, who had the most expensive status, had an unfathomable depth to her face. Jing Ci was in charge of managing the huge Temple of Truth, so she was naturally not someone to be trifled with.

Hearing this, he immediately turned towards the direction that was less than Zheng and Liu Molin.