Because the prince has not been buried yet, the servants in the prince's palace and the maids in the palace are still wearing white clothes.

"Your nickname is Hong'an?" Li Jinran asked with a solemn expression.

"Yes." Hong'an knelt on the ground, lowered her head and eyebrows, and replied respectfully.

Li Jinran then asked: "Is the Queen your biological aunt?"

"Yes." Hong'an's face looked as usual, without any trace of panic.

"The prince is your cousin, why do you want to harm him?" Li Jinran changed his tone and asked coldly.

"The servant did not kill the prince. On the morning when the prince was poisoned, the servant was not at the prince's house at all. How could he poison him?"

Hong'an looked aggrieved and said, "When I sent the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to the prince the day before, the prince was fine."

Li Jinran glanced at Hong'e, "You were poisoned the day before, and the prince was poisoned the next morning."

"Princess, how could it be possible that the poison was administered the night before and then poisoned the next day, unless the poison could escape on its own?"

Seeing the calm look on Braised Em's face, Li Jinran really admired her. How could a fifteen or sixteen year old girl be so calm? The ancients were really precocious.

"That one won't run, but it will change, for example, after adding water..."

As Li Jinran spoke, he observed Hong'an's face carefully. Seeing that her head was lowered, Li Jinran was sure that she was the one who attacked the prince.

Hong'an lowered her head, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she actually found out the source of the poison. Didn't it mean that the poison may not be seen in Xiyue Kingdom, and it's impossible for someone in Xinjiang Kingdom to find out?

"Hong'an, please do it honestly so as not to suffer from the pain of your flesh. You have such a delicate skin and tender flesh, and it will not heal well if you get injured."

Li Jinran's face was solemn and devoid of any emotion. He was so vicious when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, poisoning a child without changing his expression. It was better when he grew up.

Hong'an raised her head, her eyes were slightly red, and she said clearly: "Princess, my wife, I did not poison the prince."

"Stop that pitiful look of yours, I won't do this," Li Jinran said coldly, "Come here, please give me twenty slaps before the trial."

"Princess, are you going to give in? This slave belongs to the Queen. Even the emperor did not punish this slave."

Hong'an thought that Li Jinran would be scrupulous about saying this, but she didn't know that Li Jinran didn't give anyone face.

"Ah Jue, I can't seem to control the people from Dali Temple." Li Jinran looked at Bei Yujue with an angry expression, saying that if you don't support me, you will be dead.

"Master Fang, do you, a member of Dali Temple, only obey your orders?"

Bei Yujue's question was very tricky, meaning that Dali Temple is your world and cannot be commanded by others.

Fang Liansheng turned aside Hong'an and said coldly: "Of course not, they are caring about the queen's face. However, since they have come to my Dali Temple, the suspect is a suspect regardless of his identity, so there is no need to care."

Based on his many years of experience in handling cases, there is something wrong with this prostitute.

A petite girl of fifteen or sixteen years old who had been raised in the palace knelt down under the hall of Dali Temple without any fear.

Let’s not talk about King Xiaoyao and Princess Xiaoyao who are sitting on top of the Tang Dynasty. Headed by him on both sides of the hall, there are two young ministers of Dali Temple, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, the Chief of the Temple, the Judge, the Chief Bookkeeper, the Recorder, and the Secretary. , and there are two rows of prison officials holding water and fire sticks. Who is not afraid of this battle?

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