"Uncle Huangfu..." A strange figure gradually appeared from afar.

Gradually, he saw the figure of a man being carried on his back. He could see that he was having difficulty moving, so he subconsciously told his servant:

"Quick, bring a soft chair over for Yu Zhou!"

After he put the person on the soft chair and sat him down, he began to ask:

"Yu Zhou, what are you doing..."

Yang Liu posed, straightened her clothes, greeted the man, and then slowly told her story.

"Uncle, you don't know, but when I was coming back from worshipping Buddha and burning incense with my mother, I unfortunately encountered bandits. During my escape, I fell off a cliff, and my legs have been disabled ever since..." Yang Liu made up the lie without blushing or beating his heart, playing the role of a young man who was frustrated due to an injury.

"So that's the case. I've heard about this, but at that time, I thought you and your mother were also killed..." Princess Yong'an was listening on the side. When she recalled the past, she felt very sad. She couldn't help but cover her face and cry, which made people feel distressed.

"Hey... Zhi Wan... stop crying, it's all over, Yu Zhou is still here, don't talk about these sad things anymore." Seeing his beloved wife sad, Prince Yong'an panicked for a moment and immediately handed over a handkerchief to wipe away her tears. His own princess was a tearful person, she cried more than ordinary people, and now she couldn't stop.

The two of them went back and forth, looking like a loving couple.

This made Yang Liu beside him very embarrassed, "Am I here to complain, or to see you two showing your affection..."

"Yes, Aunt Jun, don't cry. Mother would be sad to see you like this..." Yang Liu saw that Princess Yong'an couldn't stop crying, so she had to interrupt and comfort her.

Princess Yong'an, originally named Jun Zhiwan, was the eldest daughter of the Imperial Censor's family. She married the newly crowned Prince of Yong'an, Huangfu Ce, after the new emperor ascended the throne. Unlike her best friend, Yang Yuzhou's mother Liu Ying, she had been engaged to Yang Jing when she was young, and they chose a date to get married after she reached the age of 15.

So their daughter is three years younger than Yang Yuzhou.

"Okay, I won't cry anymore, I won't cry anymore." Jun Zhiwan wiped her tears and finally stopped crying. She moved closer to Yang Liu and looked at her carefully.

"Alas, Zhou'er must have suffered a lot over the years, he's so thin." Jun Zhiwan looked around with heartache, not knowing where to put her hands, and she was about to continue crying.

"Zhiwan, don't panic. I will ask someone to ask the imperial physician to check on Yu Zhou. Don't worry." Huangfu Ce patted Jun Zhiwan on the back and comforted her softly, quickly stopping Jun Zhiwan from crying.

Then he told his butler to go and get someone, and then turned back to comfort his wife.

Seeing that his wife was stable, he looked at Yang Liu with a serious look in his eyes, "Yu Zhou, is it true that you said in the letter that you hold the key evidence to overturn the case?"

Yang Liu calmed down, put away her previous sad mood, took out a stack of letters from her bosom and handed them over, "Uncle Huangfu, please have a look... As for the other evidence, the witnesses are all in the mansion... I have asked people to take a look at them all, just waiting for tomorrow..."

"Okay, since Yu Zhou has his own plans, then tomorrow, even if I have to give up my status, I will accompany you." Huangfu Ce took the letter, nodded seriously, and began to read.

Every clause in the letter listed the loopholes, suspicions, and evidence of other people involved. Several letters even mentioned the evidence of the conspiracy with the deceased Marquis Dingguo to frame the ever-victorious general Yang Jing.

There was so much evidence that the evidence should have been destroyed long ago, but it was restored by the system and sent to Yang Liu.

"Yu Zhou, these... where did you get all of them..." Huangfu Ce became more and more shocked the more he looked at them. He looked at Yang Liu in a panic and asked.

"This is what I have collected over the past few years. I don't know if it is enough." Yang Liu looked at Huangfu Ce as if it was a matter of course, yet somewhat worried, as if what she said was true.

[System: I almost believed it]

"Enough, enough, Yu Zhou and the others really arrived just in time!" Huangfu Ce was so excited that his face was clearly visible, but he couldn't stop shaking while holding the letter in his hand.

He had actually been collecting evidence for three years, but was still lacking some key evidence. Although I don't know how my nephew was able to collect so much evidence, he was able to overturn the case.

Yang Liu and Huangfu Ce sorted out the evidence and finally sorted out the information in their hands.

At this time, someone came to announce that the imperial physician had arrived.

"Okay, please call the imperial physician!"

The imperial physician saluted Huangfu Ce and began to examine the injuries on Yang Liu's body.

In the end, he just shook his head, prescribed some medicine for physical conditioning, and left.

"Uncle Huangfu, tonight, I want to go back to the general's mansion..."

“I haven’t been back for many years…”

"I miss home..."

Yang Liu said so. After hearing her words, the Huangfu couple fell silent for a moment. When their eyes met, they could not help but reveal some distress. Jun Zhiwan held Yang Liu's hand and looked at him:

"Okay... I originally wanted to keep Zhou'er in the mansion to have a good rest, and go to the palace with your uncle Huangfu tomorrow."

On the side, Huangfu Ce said, "But since Yu Zhou said so, I will not keep him. I will arrange someone to protect you."

"Okay, thank you uncle." Yang Liu nodded with a smile, thanking the two for their kindness.

"Well, in that case, go ahead..."

"Yes." Yang Liu responded.

Finally, it was the people from Prince Yong'an's Palace who sent Yang Liu and Yang Zhao back to the General's Mansion.

On the road.

"Didn't they recognize your identity?" Yang Zhao had been waiting for Yang Liu in the carriage. He didn't know what happened in the mansion, but he was still very surprised to see Yang Liu come out safely.

"Who do you think your brother is?" Yang Liu chuckled, looking as if everything was under control.

[Products from this system must be top-notch.] Yang Liu recalled a mechanical sound in her mind at the right moment.

"How did you do it?" Yang Zhao was too curious. Every time he thought something was impossible, Yang Liu would just complete it perfectly without any consequences.

Yang Liu chuckled and put her fingers to her lips, "Shh, it's a secret."

"It's a secret again, tsk, as if no one wants to know. Be careful if something goes wrong one day, you won't even have time to cry." Yang Zhao was once again refused to answer by Yang Liu. Although he was used to it, he couldn't help but complain.

"You don't have to worry about that, A Zhao." Yang Liu just smiled when she heard it. She wouldn't bother with a child.

"Just watch carefully." She let out a breath and leaned against the wall of the carriage.

"I..." Yang Zhao was about to speak.

Yang Liu stretched out her hand to open the carriage curtain, looking at the general's mansion approaching from afar, and interrupted Yang Zhao who was about to speak, "Okay, stop talking, we're almost home."

Later, with the help of the servants of the general's mansion, Yang Liu finally lay down on the softest bed in the main room of the mansion. The hardship of the past half month finally paid off.

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