The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

The warm winter sun outside the window shines softly into the house through the carved window lattices, making the whole room seem to be shrouded in a warm golden halo.

Doubao is standing under the sun, with his erect hair falling down little by little in the warmth.

Seeing that his master's attention was not on him, he slowly stretched and lay back in the soft basket.

When Bai Zhi heard her master's words, she exerted a little force with her hands, and the exquisite and luxurious bracelet broke in her hands.

After the chalcedony cracked, the golden thread merely changed shape and still carried out its mission.

Two or three small dark brown beads fell out from the broken jade and rolled in different directions on the ground.

Gu Jinchu held the handkerchief in his palm, feeling as if everything had settled. For a moment he felt a little chilly and leaned back on the large pillow behind him.

Bai Zhi held the beads closer and smelled them. She had no knowledge of identifying spices, so she couldn't say for sure...

Gu Jinchu turned sideways and handed the wrinkled handkerchief to Bai Zhi, saying calmly, "Keep pouring and see if there's anything else in there!"

The things sealed in the bracelet must be shameful, how could there be only these three or two pieces?

Bai Zhi made a swallowing motion, put the handkerchief embroidered with red plums on the ground, held up the jade bracelet in her hand, and several dark brown beads fell out.

The fragrance inside suddenly burst out, filling the west room, which was as warm as spring, with fragrance, and inexplicably made Gu Jinchu feel shocked, as if he had fallen into valley bottom.

Bai Zhi immediately thought of the incense coil mixed with musk that she found in the prince’s wife’s room that day.

Gu Jinchu whispered to Bai Zhi, "...Don't make this matter public for the time being, especially don't let the old lady of Minghui Hall know about it. After all..."

She paused and continued, "It's still impossible to prove what these are. Ask your brother to hire a car to pick up Mr. Wu. If the concierge asks, just say that my pet is injured..."

She rested her elbows on the table, her expression becoming increasingly calm, her brows slightly furrowed.

It’s not appropriate to look for Wu Zizhen, he came out of the palace!

Then he said, "Take my cards and the things in here and go to a few more clinics to ask. You and your brother, be careful."

After Bai Zhi carefully put away the things, she asked softly, "Madam, if Guard Jiang asks about this, how should I answer?"

There was a hint of worry in her eyes. It would be best if she didn't meet He You, as that man was full of tricks.

Gu Jinchu said without hesitation: "Don't reveal these incense beads if Jiang An asks, and tell the rest as you did just now."

Her tone was decisive, and her eyes were firm with a hint of sharpness.

Bai Zhi agreed and tiptoed out.

Madam and Bai Zhi did not deliberately lower their voices, and Bai Shao could hear the conversation clearly from outside the door.

After Bai Zhi left, she opened the door of the west room again.

When she walked in, she saw her hostess leaning on a large pillow with her eyes closed. She quietly took the quilt and covered the lady with it.

For a moment, the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

……

The dark and damp imperial prison was filled with a foul smell.

The prisoner was wearing prison uniform, with bruises and swelling on his face, making it impossible to tell what he really looked like.

The clothes were already tattered, pus and blood kept oozing out from the wounds, attracting insects and crawling animals in the prison.

He had black iron shackles on his feet, which made a rattling sound every time he moved, and he slowly curled himself up into a ball.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, he raised his head from the filth.

The light above his head was blinding, and even with his eyes squinted he couldn't see the person standing outside the cage.

Until I heard the prison officer's flattering voice, "Sir Jiang, this is Lu Anhe who was transferred here by the Ministry of Justice."

Jiang Nansheng lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Anhe, and said slowly: "The last time I saw Lord Lu was at the welcoming banquet of Mr. Chen San. How come Lord Lu has become like this after not seeing him for a while."

Lu Anhe sat up bit by bit and looked at Jiang Nansheng, who was wearing the scarlet official uniform in front of him. There was anger, fear, and unwillingness in his eyes.

He was, after all, a fourth-rank imperial official, serving as the deputy commander of the imperial guards. But now he had been tortured into a state where he was neither human nor ghost, without any dignity at all.

"Jiang Nansheng, you take advantage of your position to eliminate dissidents. The emperor will not let you off easily when he finds out!" Every movement was excruciatingly painful, Lu Anhe said in a trembling voice.

Jiang Nansheng showed a hint of sarcasm on his face, "Lord Lu was transferred to the Dali Temple by the Ministry of Justice. You and I have never had any grudges against each other. You think too highly of me, a small junior official of the Dali Temple."

Lu Anhe spat out a mouthful of blood and pus with a "Puh". Even if he used all his strength, he was only one step away.

"Everyone in the world has been deceived by your sanctimonious appearance. How innocent are those people you brought down!"

Jiang Nansheng was calm and gentle, but his eyes became increasingly stern. "You and I serve in the court only to help His Majesty solve his problems..."

As if he was afraid that Lu Anhe didn't hear clearly, he took a step forward and said, "The emperor will make the final judgment on their innocence. However, the young master of the Lu family was implicated by your father and will die with regret."

Jiang Nansheng's eyes were indifferent, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made people shudder.

As soon as he finished speaking, the prison officer threw the thing in his hand into the room.

The black object rolled a few times in the filth and stopped on Luan and the filth he had just vomited.

The head of Lu Xiuhuai, the third son of Lu Anhe, who never closed his eyes until his death, was cut off.

"Ah!" Lu Anhe's hands were shaking, "Xiu Huai? Xiu Huai...my son!" He picked up his son's head several times before he finally lifted it up, then he held it in his arms and started crying.

His grief-stricken face was revealed beneath his disheveled hair.

Jiang Nansheng turned around and said to Yao Yuan beside him, "From what Lu Anhe said just now, it seems that he has a deep grudge against His Majesty... If we find the murderer who killed Lu Xiuhuai, we can implicate the victims persecuted by the Lu family. We must give them justice."

"Yes, Your Excellency." Yao Yuan and several prison officers bowed and saw him off.

After Jiang Nansheng came out of the imperial prison, Jiang Fei lowered his voice and whispered in his master's ear: "Bai Zhi and Gao De went to several pharmacies and said that the lady's pet was injured."

After saying this, Jiang Fei showed a puzzled expression on his face.

Jiang Nansheng frowned slightly when he heard this, and wondered in his heart, how could that little Doubao be injured?

And why didn't they choose to go to Wu Zizhen, Doctor Wu?

He looked calm and asked in a calm voice, "Mr. Wei, can you send someone over?"

Jiang Fei shook his head, "Only Jiang An sent someone here."

Jiang Nansheng stopped and his eyes became sharp.

He realized that Jin Chu was deliberately avoiding his father and mother!