The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

After everyone shut up, Xue Zhentong looked at Xue Zhiyi, who was now lowering his head and clutching his handkerchief.

She looked nervous and embarrassed, and no one knew what she was thinking.

He said, "The doctor said that Ziying had a miscarriage because the material of her clothes was stained with the juice of radish flowers. Your maid took advantage of the dark night and sneaked around with a piece of gauze stained with the juice of radish flowers. Could it be that you knew nothing about this?"

Hearing this, Xue Zhiyi shook his head in shock and said, "Father, Zhiyi really didn't know about this. Zhiyi was just packing up Runing's belongings in Cangyue Pavilion. As soon as he returned to Jiangxue Pavilion, he was summoned here by father's people. He didn't know what happened in Jiangxue Pavilion!"

"You don't know?" Rong Ziying sneered: "If it wasn't for your order, how could Su Yue, a little maid, dare to poison me without permission? Is she going to die?"

Xue Zhiyi then realized what was happening and looked at Su Yue, only to see Su Yue kneeling there guiltily, not daring to speak.

"Su Yue, what's going on?" Xue Zhiyi asked her puzzledly.

Su Yue just cried and shook her head: "Miss...I don't have it, you have to save me!"

Xue Zhiyi raised his eyebrows and said to Xue Zhentong with great certainty: "Father, Su Yue has been with me since she was a child. I don't believe she would do such a heartless thing."

"Ironclad evidence!" Xue Zhentong was furious, pointing at the scattered cloth on the ground: "Look for yourself, don't you recognize this gauze that was searched from your maid?"

Xue Zhiyi was stunned, looking at the cloth, her eyes froze, she squatted down woodenly, picked it up and looked at it carefully, she stared at it for a while, and when she spoke again, her voice was much weaker: "This... is indeed something in my warehouse."

Xue Tingliu, who was watching from the side, finally felt a little more pleased.

But vaguely, I always felt that something was unusual, as if... this was going too smoothly.

Xue Zhiyi looked up at Xue Zhentong and said, "Father, this is my silk, but why should I let Su Yue take the risk of taking it out?"

Before Xue Zhentong could speak, Rong Ziying said, "It's already happened, the rumors have died down, so we have to get busy destroying the evidence."

Xue Zhiyi snorted when he heard this: "Aunt, let's not talk about what happened tonight. I only found out about it after my father summoned me here. Even if I asked Su Yue to go out wearing gauze, it has nothing to do with you, right? How can you conclude that I am destroying the evidence?"

Rong Ziying said confidently, "This gauze is made of the same material as my tampered clothes, and it also has the scent of the radish juice. Sanniang, the radish juice comes from the Western Regions, and it is not a common thing in Dayong. The material is exactly the same, and the radish juice is so rare and unusual. Don't tell me that these are all coincidences."

But Xue Zhiyi looked into her eyes and said, "But this material is very popular recently, and I just bought it casually outside. What's the matter? Just because your aunt has it, can't others have it?"

"What about the radish juice?" Rong Ziying asked her, "No matter how rare the radish juice is, Sanniang has an uncle who trades in the Western Regions. It shouldn't be difficult to get some, right?"

While speaking, he also looked at Fu Ling and Fu Rongxin.

The suspicion in Xue Zhentong's eyes became more and more intense. He had already easily believed that Fu Ling was the one who did it. Now that the evidence was found in Xue Zhiyi's place, he was even more suspicious. Was it Fu Ling's idea, or was it the convenience she provided that led to Xue Zhiyi killing his child?

Being stared at by such a burning gaze, Fu Ling immediately became angry: "Why are you looking at me like this, my husband? Don't you know that Zhiyi's wings have long been hardened? How can I control her? What does she want to do have to do with me?"

Fu Rongxin also reminded him at the right time: "Uncle, don't let others instigate you to doubt your aunt and even the Fu family. You will hurt the Fu family's heart if you do this!"

Seeing Rong Ziying's eagerness to drag Fu Ling and Fu Rongxin into the water, Xue Zhiyi suddenly smiled.

Hearing the voice, several people looked at Xue Zhiyi at this moment.

But she smiled and said, "Speaking of which, Auntie is really amazing. She can know when my maid will go out and what she will take with her. It's like she has foreseen it. It seems like everything has been planned in advance."

Rong Ziying was stunned. Seeing Xue Zhentong looking at her, she immediately covered her belly with her hands. She looked aggrieved and leaned on him: "Master, what Sanniang meant by this is that I used my child's life to frame her?"

These few tears overwhelmed Xue Zhentong's rationality. He hugged Rong Ziying's shoulders as if no one was around and scolded Xue Zhiyi: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

In this situation, everyone looked at this couple and felt as if their eyes were covered with something dirty. For a moment, they rolled their eyes.

Xue Zhiyi said calmly, "Don't be impatient, father. I haven't finished yet."

She smiled slightly: "I just think that Auntie has a very good nose. Just by sniffing it, she can be sure that the smell on the gauze is the juice of the radish flower. But no matter how I smell it, it feels like the scent of wintersweet that I often use in my room."

"What..." Rong Ziying was stunned.

She had consulted a doctor long ago and learned from him the properties of the juice of the radish flowers, and that its fragrance was similar to that of wintersweet.

But if the smell on the gauze was just the scent of wintersweet, then why did Xue Zhiyi deliberately put the thing in Xue Panrou's room?

Thinking of this, Rong Ziying felt that Xue Zhiyi was just pretending to be calm and resisting stubbornly. She said sternly, "Sanniang, the evidence is irrefutable. You should stop talking nonsense like this."

"Whether it is nonsense or not, please ask the doctor to check it and we will know." Xue Zhiyi said, looking at Fu Ling: "Mother, please allow your daughter to ask the doctor to take a look, otherwise, I am afraid that my uncle is thousands of miles away and has no idea that he has been inexplicably blamed."

Realizing that this was a good opportunity to defeat Rong Ziying, Fu Ling did not hesitate and said to Xing's mother, "Go and invite her."

Fu Rongxin watched with her brows furrowed tighter and tighter: This little bitch Xue Zhiyi is really good at manipulating people's hearts. At times like this, she would seize the few common interests between her and Fu Ling and force Fu Ling to choose to help her at this time.

Xue Tingliu, who was watching from the side, reacted first and lost his leisurely mood. He almost crushed the ring with his fingers under his sleeve.

This was a trap. It had been set since he decided to send Rong Ziying to Jiangxuexuan to catch someone.

But when did Xue Zhiyi notice his actions? Even though he had been wronged and then took the initiative to clear himself of the charges, it did not clearly prove that Rong Ziying had made a false accusation. Rong Ziying could have said that he had made a mistake in judgment and that it was not a big mistake.

So, what is Xue Zhiyi's purpose in going through so much trouble?

Looking at Xue Zhiyi, who was standing with her back straight, neck long, and eyes lowered with an unclear expression, Xue Tingliu found that he really could not see through her.

Not long after, the doctor came. He carefully examined the gauze, dipped it in water and smelled it carefully, then bowed and said, "Master, Madam, there is indeed something on this material."