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Red Dust slowly walked from outside the Punishment Court to the center of the hall. He knelt on the ground and respectfully said, "This humble one, Red Dust greets you, Sir."

"Reddust, how did you know when Shang Ling'er fell down from the window and died?" Nanhai asked as he looked at the red dust.

"Reporting to my lord, this commoner was standing at the door of Miss's room when I heard Lady Caidie yell 'Shang Ling'er jumped off a building and committed suicide'. Thus, this commoner ran into Shang Ling'er's room. Cai Die grabbed at Shang Ling'er's dress, trying to pull her up. Seeing that, this commoner wanted to help, but before he could reach the windowsill, Shang Ling'er's body fell from the windowsill. Cai Die was scared silly, she stood there looking at the window, unable to say a word. The commoner ran to the young lady's room and informed her that Shang Ling'er had jumped down from the window ledge. When the commoner and the Miss entered Ling'er's room again, the pomegranate was also in the room. Not long after, Aunt Mei rushed over to Miss Ling'er's room. " Red Dust respectfully replied to the Southern Ocean.

Red Dust's reply caused Southern Sea and Zhining to look at each other in dismay. Red Dust's intention was obvious that Shang Ling'er had committed suicide, and Cai Die had reached out her hand to save Shang Ling'er. Their answers were exactly the same as those recorded in the transcript. The only person who was with Shang Ling'er was Cai Die, which meant that the matter of Shang Ling'er committing suicide would become a mystery. Whether Cai Die was saving Shang Ling'er or pushing her out of the window, only Cai Die and her monk would know.

"No, Shang Ling'er did not commit suicide. She was pushed to the window and fell to the ground." ZhiNing took a step forward, walked to the center of the hall and cupped her fists as she said to Nanhai.

Hai Yang looked at Zhining with suspicion. He couldn't remember Zhining mentioning this to him before.

"Constable Chen, why do you say that?" Nanhai looked at Zhining and asked.

ZhiNing took out a slightly worn out piece of paper from her bosom, and handed it over to Nanhai, "Sir, this piece of paper was found by your subordinate in the piece of paper that Shang Ling'er committed suicide by jumping off a building. This piece of paper clearly records that three years ago, there was an eleven-year-old girl who witnessed Shang Ling'er being pushed out of the window and falling to her death. " That day, he accidentally dropped the paper on the floor and squatted down to pick it up. However, she accidentally saw a piece of paper at the bottom of the bookshelf. Curious, she picked it up and looked at it.

Nanhai took the paper and glanced at it, then raised his head to look at ZhiNing, "Even if there was an eleven-year-old girl who saw someone throw Shang Ling'er out of the window onto the ground to die, what does this have to do with the poisoning of Cai Die?"

"It matters a lot." Bing'er had just walked out of the crowd to the main hall. Her voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear her very clearly.

Bing'er slowly walked to the center of the hall and kneeled on the ground. She lowered her head and respectfully bowed to Nanhai, "Liu Bing greets my lord."

"Liu Bing, just stand up and reply." Nanhai calmly told Bing'er.

Bing-Er stood up and said politely to Nanhai, "Thank you, my lord."

"Liu Bing, according to what you said just now, Shang Ling'er was pushed down from the window and fell to her death. What does that have to do with Cai Die being poisoned to death?" When Nanhai asked out the question in his heart, it was also the same question that everyone present had. They all looked at Liu Bing, who was dressed in men's clothing and had a large mole on her chin.

Bing'er bowed her head and replied respectfully, "Sir, I've heard that Shang Ling'er had a younger sister called Shang Yun Er. When Shang Ling'er was pushed out of the window and fell to her death, Shang Yun'er happened to be standing downstairs and saw all of this with her own eyes. When she learned that the authorities had determined that Shang Ling'er had committed suicide, she had sought the authorities to redress her sister's grievances. However, the court had already decided the case, and Shang Yun'er was unable to come up with any conclusive evidence to prove that Shang Ling'er had been pushed out of the window and died. Thus, this case was ignored by everyone. Seeing that her sister had been killed and that the government had ignored her, Shang Yun'er swore in her heart that she would make sure that the murderer who killed her sister received the appropriate retribution. And the one who pushed Shang Ling'er out of the window was Cai Die! " After saying that, Bing'er turned around to look at Little Yun kneeling on the ground with her back facing her. She asked, "Am I right, Little Yun?"

Xiao Yun lowered her head and did not look at Bing'er, but only asked her plainly, "Xiao Yun isn't Shang Yun'er, how did Xiao Yun know?"

She slowly walked up to Little Yun and looked at her coldly, "Of course you know, because you are Shang Yun'er, and Shang Yun'er is you. The reason why you are willing to stay at the Clear Heart Pavilion with Cai Die's personal servant is to avenge your sister."

Xiao Yun raised her head and looked at Bing'er blankly, "Mister Liu, don't you dare spout blood on me. There are some things that cannot be said casually. You're saying that I'm Shang Ling'er's younger sister, where's the evidence?"

ZhiNing picked up a jade bracelet from a tray carried by a constable standing to the side, holding it high in her hand, "The evidence is right here."

When Little Yun saw the jade bracelet in Zhining's hands, her face immediately turned deathly white. Her pair of small hands nervously clenched into fists, and her extremely skinny body almost fell to the ground. However, she soon regained her calm demeanor. She calmly looked at Zhining and asked, "How can you be so sure that I am Shang Ling'er's younger sister with just this bracelet?"

The corners of ZhiNing's mouth curled up slightly. "Since I was able to take out the jade bracelet, I can already determine that you are Shang Ling'er's younger sister, Shang Yun'er."

Little Yun couldn't help but chuckle as she looked mockingly at Zhining, "Even if you can prove that this jade bracelet belongs to Shang Yun'er, so what? This jade bracelet is not mine! "

"Of course this jade bracelet is yours." Bing'er told Little Yun in a cold voice that although she had never seen Little Yun wear this bracelet before, she believed that the other ladies of the Sinking Heart Pavilion had seen her wear this bracelet before.

Nanhai glanced at Little Yun, then looked towards Zhining, "Constable Chen, why don't you show the jade bracelet to the others?"

"Yes, milord." Southern Ocean's meaning was obvious. He wanted to let pomegranate and peony see if they had ever seen Little Yun wearing a jade bracelet.

Pomegranate and Peony glanced at the jade bracelet in ZhiNing's hands and shook their heads, indicating that they had never seen Little Yun wear this bracelet before.

After looking at the jade bracelet in Zhining's hand, Aunt Mei frowned slightly, "I've seen this jade bracelet on Shang Ling'er before. At that time, I told her that as long as she sold this jade bracelet, she wouldn't have to sell herself to a brothel." However, Shang Ling'Er nervously kept the jade bracelet and told me that no matter how much money I gave her, she wouldn't sell it. At that time, I already felt that it was very strange. What kind of jade bracelet could be more important than her selling in the brothel? "

As for the matters of the mortal world, he casually glanced at the jade bracelet before replying indifferently, "I've never seen Little Yun wear this jade bracelet before."

Zhining slightly sighed, holding the jade bracelet and walking back to her original position. She did not expect Little Yun to be so cautious, she had never worn this jade bracelet in the Clear Heart Pavilion before.

When Xiao Yun saw everyone's reaction, the corners of her mouth rose in a pretty curve without leaving a trace behind.