"I am innocent, why do I kneel down?" Xuanyuan Yu raised his head and stared at Yu Mingshen on the high seat.
Yu Mingshen was furious and scolded sternly: "The witnesses and material evidence are all there, let's see how you can still quibble!"
"Come here, bring me the blood altar and the witnesses!"
Soon, the two officers and soldiers frowned, resisting the smell of blood, and brought up the unsealed blood jar of the baby's bones.
The smell was so disgusting that everyone in the hall couldn't help but cover their noses with their sleeves.
Immediately afterwards, ten couples came into the palace crying, knelt down in front of the blood altar, burst into tears, and shouted: "My son, how come you have such a miserable life!"
One of the women cried like she was mourning for her heir. The moment she saw Xuanyuan Yu, she rushed towards him with snot and tears on her face and beat him like crazy: "You murderer, give back my son's life! You
Give back my son’s life!”
Xuanyuan Yu stood like a wall, with a sullen face and said nothing, letting the cunning woman beat him.
He is a man and would never touch a woman, especially a commoner woman without any cultivation.
Seeing this, Ling Luo couldn't help but stretched out a hand, grabbed the cunning woman's wrist, imprisoned her, and said in a deep voice: "Auntie, you must be mistaken. If you have something to say, don't say it.
Use force."
"How could I be wrong? Last night, a civilian woman saw with her own eyes that this man broke into my house, snatched away my child, and tortured him to death!" The woman was already hysterical, with red circles under her eyes.
Ling Luo frowned slightly and said coldly: "Not only are you wrong, but you are also dazzled. The whole night last night, Yu was with me and never left me for a moment."
When Yu Mingshen heard this, he angrily said, "Ling Luo, you are talking nonsense. You were clearly with His Highness the Crown Prince last night!"
As soon as these words came out, Ling Luo had an epiphany.
Her eyes met Xuanyuan Yu's unexpectedly in mid-air, with a hint of clear interest.
The mastermind behind this is indeed the prince!
Ling Luo sneered, tightened his grip on the cunning woman's wrist, and said loudly: "I'm afraid it's this aunt who really talks nonsense. Prime Minister Yu, do you know that the emperor sent a team of imperial guards to deliver this blood jar in person?
From the Ling family?"
As soon as the emperor moved out, Yu Mingshen's expression immediately became wonderful.
The left prime minister's lineage was originally the prince's influence. He followed the prince's order and must kill that beggar boy no matter what. All the evidence to frame him was complete.
Yu Mingshen was a little confused. Isn't this all a trap set by His Highness the Crown Prince? Why is it related to the Emperor again?
"What Emperor?" Yu Mingshen's face darkened, "Ling Luo, please don't shirk your responsibility and blame the current Holy Emperor. This blood altar was the work of that crazy beggar!"
"Framing it on the Emperor? Mr. Yu, please don't put such a big shit basin on my head." Ling Luo smiled dryly, with a sarcastic look in his eyes, "You can send someone to find out, yesterday
When the Ling Mansion was having dinner, did a pair of royal guards come from the palace to bring this blood jar?"
The person who sent the blood altar was Emperor Xuanzu, and Chen Jiu was a taboo existence. If this matter were brought to the emperor, he would definitely take the responsibility.
She was very determined.
Yu Mingshen had a big head and two heads. He thought that the prince gave him a good opportunity to punish his enemies, but unexpectedly, he turned out to be a hot potato.
The people he sent out to investigate soon came back, proving that what Ling Luo said was true.