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Let the maidservant wear her cape, then push her down into the pond and kill her. Unless one was overly meticulous, one would not be able to come up with such a plan. It was obvious that anyone who committed a crime would want to be completely ignored by her. Yet, she left behind such an eye-catching piece of evidence, afraid that others wouldn't know that she was the one who saw the deceased. If not too stupid, then too clever.

But... Morong Gan stroked his chin as he observed her closely. Why did he have to kill Qing Dao because he found out about her secret? The question was, what secrets did she have? Did she have to kill someone?

How could Bai Qianfan have known that Prince Chu had thought of this three to five times, she was truly regretful. She did not want that cape to fall on top of her, but in the end, she was taken away by Qing Dao. From Prince Chu's gaze, it can't be that she suspected that Qing Dao's death had something to do with her, right? After all, she was the last one to see the bottle.

Of course, Morong Gan would not expose Bai Qianfan, he was not kind enough to want to administer justice for the princess' betrothed maid. If he died, so be it. After all, he wasn't one of them. However, in the end, he still gave her two portions of face and ordered people to place a thin coffin and withdraw it.

Bai Qianfan thanked him, and her small body seemed to get lucky.

Waiting for the Prime Minister Bai's Mansion to find out. First Lady was so angry that he threw a bone china plate. Scolded bitterly, "What bad luck, damn you all, don't die until you die! It's so convenient for that jinx! "

The head maid, Hong Lian, who was beside her, was very smart, "Mistress, don't be angry, I think it was Prince Chu who did it. Could it be that this time, there was going to be a next time, what kind of person was the Prince Chu? is the Evil God of our East Yue. Who would not die if he wanted them to die? Even if it wasn't because of the relationship with the Prime Minister, that foolish look of the Fifth Miss might have angered him. Mistress, take a look. That will happen sooner or later! "

Hearing Hong Lian's explanation, the First Lady finally calmed down. He raised his eyes and saw a grey figure passing by the window. He hurriedly went to the door and greeted, "Master has returned."

Bai Rulin made a sound of acknowledgement. He lifted his robe and sat on the acid pear chair.

Red Lotus quickly served him some tea before obediently standing behind him and patting his shoulder.

First Lady looked at him carefully. "Old master, you must have met with some troubles today …"

Bai Rulin lowered his head and eyed the tea foam, and after a while, he let out a heavy sigh, "Prince Chu, you're still determined to make things difficult for me, I originally wanted to marry Qiantang off to him, but on the surface, I'm still his father-in-law, not to mention anything else, it's only right for me to act in front of others, if not looking at the Buddhist face, this marriage is something the Emperor should be close to, but he, on the Court, went against me in front of everyone."

First Lady asked: "What's the matter?"

"What can happen?" Bai Rulin glanced at her snappily. "Isn't it all because of that good little brother of yours?"

The First Lady's surname was Li and his father was originally a junior in the Department of Rites. He was a fifth-grade official, and there was only one younger brother named Li Gang in the family, who was around ten years younger than her. Bai Rulin had just reached senior high school, and could be considered the perfect match for Li Juan. Unexpectedly, after so many years of management, he had been meticulous in his camp, and finally paid respects to his seniors. Li Juan's father, Li Dehai, leapt from a fifth-grade official to a second-grade Minister of Rites.

Li Gang had become the Demon Lord of a world, beating horses in the streets, assaulting women from respectable families, forcibly seizing Ming Ba to oppress the masses, and becoming infamous in Lin An, but no one dared to say a thing.