The legitimate daughter is reborn and the fake Bai Lian is completely panicked

"Sister."

Just then, a gentle voice came from not far away.

Shen Li looked up and saw Shen Mi's carriage coming over.

"Mi'er."

After Shen Mi got off the carriage, Yun Lan immediately held an umbrella for her.

She strode up to Shen Li and saw that her eyes were red from crying.

"Sister, what's the use of crying?"

Shen Mi turned around and looked up at the plaque of Dali Temple, on which the three characters "Dali Temple" were written in a flamboyant style.

With a determined look in her eyes, she walked to a drum next to the stone lion, picked up the drumstick and started beating it.

'Bang, bang, bang'

The deafening sound of drums rang out in the night, breaking the original tranquility.

Lord Zhou, the Minister of Dali Temple, was sitting upright in a chair, sipping tea leisurely.

Looking at Zhang Huaian, who was tortured and covered in blood, he grinned.

"Prince Zhang, please confess quickly so that I can close the case."

Zhang Huaian's hair was disheveled and he was dying.

Suddenly he sneered.

"I didn't do it!"

Lord Zhou said, "Since you didn't do it, why don't you want to tell us about going to the south of Wanfu Temple?"

Zhang Huaian sneered, "Then sir, why did the queen go to the south of the Dali Temple again?"

"Could it be that I was the only one going there that day among so many people?"

The Dali Temple official said coldly, "Prince Zhang, you still won't confess."

"Then use the branding iron."

Two jailers walked over, picked up the red-hot iron, walked up to Zhang Huaian, and pressed it directly on his chest. A crackling sound could be heard as hot steam came out.

Then there were screams.

Lord Zhou, the Minister of Dali Temple, took a deep breath.

"Even if Marquis Yongchang comes, it will be useless in front of me."

Just then, a bailiff ran in hurriedly.

"Master Zhou, the second young lady of the Shen family, Shen Mi, is here."

Mr. Zhou had a blank expression on his face and put the teacup in his hand on the table.

"If they come, they come. Just don't let them in."

"Could it be possible that they could even smash the door of our Dali Temple?"

The yamen runner was embarrassed. "Sir, she has a gold medal personally bestowed by the emperor, so we have no choice but to..."

As the bailiff finished speaking, Lord Zhou's expression suddenly changed.

He frowned and immediately stood up from his chair, "I forgot that she and Prince Rui have already promised to be married."

"Quick, follow me out."

"Yes, my lord."

Lord Zhou walked out of the prison with two yamen runners and went straight to the gate of the Dali Temple.

At this moment, it is already evening.

When the Dali Temple Minister arrived, he saw Shen Mi, Shen Li, and two maids following them.

Shen Mi's expression was firm, while Shen Li's eyes were red from crying.

"Second Miss Shen, what do you want to do?"

"Prince Zhang set fire to the Queen at Wanfu Temple, which is a serious crime. Even the arrival of Marquis Yongchang was of no avail. Could it be that Miss Shen II still wants to rescue him?"

Shen Mi's face was calm and he nodded slightly, holding a gold medal bestowed by the retired emperor himself.

"Master Zhou, you said that Prince Zhang set fire to Wanfu Temple. Do you have any witnesses or physical evidence?"

"Or did you convict him based on what the monks of Wanfuji Temple said about him going to the south of the temple?"

Lord Zhou snorted coldly, "Second Miss Shen, this case is decided by me, and you are not allowed to question it."

"What do you, a weak woman, know?"

Shen Mi sneered and said, "It's up to you, my Lord, to decide. If there is no witness or evidence, then there is insufficient evidence."

"Arbitrary convictions and sentencing, abuse of lynching, and the intention to force a confession, is this how you solve cases in the Dali Temple?"

Lord Zhou's face turned pale. He flicked his sleeves and said coldly, "The Queen saw him setting the fire with her own eyes. Could it be false?"

"If you question me, you are questioning the current queen."

He glanced at the gold medal in Shen Mi's hand and said, "You have a gold medal given by the emperor, but as far as I know, this gold medal can only save you from death, and it is useless to others."

"If you want to see the prince, I will be lenient and let you go today."

"But Prince Zhang has already been convicted, and not bringing implicate to the entire Zhang family is already a sign of magnanimity from your Majesty and the Queen."

"Second Miss Shen, I will only give you a quarter of an hour to visit."

"Today, I must present the results of the trial to His Majesty and the Queen."

Shen Mi looked at Lord Zhou who was so arrogant in front of her, and seemed to have known that he was the Queen's man.

He has not caught the criminal since the fire in Wanpukuji Temple, so he is naturally anxious to report to His Majesty.

Shen Li on the side reached out and tugged at Shen Mi's sleeve, "Mi'er, let's go in and meet Huai'an first."

Shen Mi nodded, and took her maid Yunlan with her to the prison of Dali Temple.

Shen Mi and Yun Lan stopped halfway.

Shen Mi said: "Sister, go ahead, Mi'er is waiting for you here."

Shen Li's eyes were red, "Okay."

She turned around and went to the prison.

In the dark prison, Zhang Huaian was tortured to the point of being covered in blood, lying on a pile of grass, dying.

Shen Li was taken to his cell by the bailiffs, and saw him lying on the ground covered in blood from a distance.

She held back her tears and ran over.

"Huai'an."

Hearing her voice, Zhang Huaian struggled to stand up, his voice was very weak.

"Li'er, don't cry."

"I'm not dead yet."

Shen Mi bit her lip and held the person against her chest.

I saw that his chest was burned by Luo Tie and his body was covered with whip marks.

Even his fingers were deformed by the iron rod.

She sobbed and cried, "It's all my fault. It's my fault."

"Don't worry, we will find a way."

"I'll find a way to get you out."

Zhang Huaian stretched out his hand slightly, looking at Shen Li whose eyes were already red and swollen, feeling a little distressed.

"Don't cry, I can't bear to see you cry."

"I'll be fine, don't worry."

The more Zhang Huaian said this, the more uncomfortable Shen Li felt.

"You didn't set the fire in the first place. It was me."

"It's me. I'm the one who should bear all this."

"Nonsense." Zhang Huaian said weakly.

"Don't say another word."

After Shen Li took the medicine and applied it to Zhang Huaian, the jailer came over to urge him.

She stood up helplessly, wiped her tears and left the Dali Temple prison.

……

There was silence in Prince Rui's mansion at night.

After the rain, it feels a little cooler.

In the study of Prince Rui's Mansion, Murong Che was looking at a letter in his hand.

After a while, a guard came outside.

"Fourth Master, the wife of Marquis Yongchang is here."

"He's in the front hall. He said he wants to see the Fourth Master for something important."

Murong Che raised his eyes slightly, his face extremely cold, and put the envelope in his hand on the table.

He said faintly: "What was supposed to come has finally come."

He got up from his chair, put on a black cloak, and went to the front hall with a few guards.

In the front hall, Mrs. Zhang from the Yongchang Marquis' Mansion knelt down immediately when she saw Murong Che coming.

"His Royal Highness Prince Rui."

"Please, Your Highness, Prince Rui, save our An'er."

Murong Che sat on the chair, frowning slightly, looking at Madam Zhang who was kneeling on the ground.

He motioned for the guards to come over and help her up.

However, when the guards walked over and tried to help her up, Mrs. Zhang refused to get up.

She choked up and said, "Your Highness Prince Rui, if you don't save An'er tonight, I won't get up."

Murong Che sneered, "Madam Zhang, why do you want me to save Zhang Huaian?"

"Could it be because he is Shen Li's fiancé?"

Mrs. Zhang's eyes were red and she pursed her lips tightly.

"If I had no other options, I would not have come to ask King Rui for help."

"Oh?" Murong Che leaned back in his chair, his voice lazy.

"That day in front of the Shen Mansion, Madam Zhang was unwilling to speak."

"I think you are willing to come here today."

"I only ask one question."

"My mother's jade pendant? And where is the baby girl buried?"

"Did you have anything to do with my mother's death?"

"Over the years, I have asked you this question many times, but you always deliberately concealed the truth."

"Now that you want me to save people, you must give me an answer in exchange."