She was forcefully pressed into a chair, and her hands and feet were tied tightly to ensure that she was unable to resist, before the interrogator began to question:

"Ayuan, right?" He looked her up and down, "I asked several people, and they all said that you had some conflicts with Eunuch Song, right?"

"No. The two of us do not have a direct conflict, but we have some disagreements with each other's views."

The interrogator frowned and folded his hands on his chin, "Don't agree? But I heard that Eunuch Song asked you to come to Qinghe Hall to serve you three times and you still didn't go. In the end, Eunuch Song threatened you to go. But is there such a thing?

thing?"

"yes."

"Then do you have a grudge against him and want him to die?"

"That's impossible."

Jiang Yuan said disapprovingly:

"It's just a little friction. Eunuch Song is doing his job for him, and no matter how much he threatens or induces me, my master will not let me serve the emperor. Is this worth killing me? Besides, even if I

If you want to kill someone, I can't assassinate them in a smart way, and I don't know how to do martial arts."

The judge narrowed his eyes.

She does not look like a murderer, but various evidences show that this woman definitely has something to do with this murder. Even if she did not kill it herself, she must know who the murderer is.

But how to force him to interrogate her? This is His Highness's personal maid. He cannot torture her to extract a confession, but it is indeed difficult to use words to reveal it.

The interrogator suddenly fell silent.

Jiang Yuan didn't think she had escaped. This guy was trying to trick her and was trying to figure out how to get him to tell the truth.

She seriously proposed:

"Why don't you go directly to the torture device? That way we can do it more quickly. Maybe you will believe me."

"..." The corner of the judge's mouth twitched, "I'm afraid that the girl can't stand the torment of these things, so let's forget it. What were you doing when Manager Song left?"

"I was talking to the emperor, and while I was talking to the emperor, suddenly a young eunuch rushed in and said that Manager Song was dead."

"Then I also have a question, why do you have no expression at all when someone dies in the palace?"

"You adults may not know what I used to do."

Jiang Yuan said with a smile: "I used to deal with corpses. I have seen a lot of dead people. Beheading is a trivial matter. There are all kinds of death methods. My job is to let those corpses see their relatives again.

, it can be more decent, so this kind of corpse may be considered a better one for me."

This lie was very believable, because no one knew what she did before coming to the White House, so of course she could lie casually.

The judge seemed to believe it: "Are you just a girl doing those dead jobs?"

"You have to choose between working to death or starving to death," she replied with a smile.

"But I also heard from my subordinates that the guards of His Highness the Third Prince, Du Kun and Su Qiao, also came to pick you up. Did they enter the palace?"

Jiang Yuan's heart trembled and he shook his head, thinking this question was ridiculous:

"Of course not. My master loves me the most. If something happens to me, he will usually send his two guards to pick me up. But they still know how to behave. After all, they are the people around the Third Highness."

Just as she was covering her lips and smiling, a bloody scimitar was suddenly placed in front of her:

"Then how do you explain this knife? I sent someone to check, and someone has seen this knife with Du Kunyou who was next to His Highness the Third Prince."

The judge's eyes were like a hawk, staring closely at Jiang Yuan's face, refusing to let go of any subtle expression:

"This knife seems to have been made by his own hands. If this knife really belongs to him and he is not in the temple, the only suspect is you."

Just her?

There was nothing on the knife, so that's why? The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and Jiang Yuan looked at the bloody knife expressionlessly.

Seemingly seeing her suspicious expression, the judge walked up to her, looked at her condescendingly, and said in an easy-going tone:

"Don't be afraid. After all, you are His Highness's personal maid. Even if you really make a wrong decision, we can still discuss it carefully. Maybe we can help you."

No need. She raised her eyes to meet his, and smiled: "Is it just this broken knife?"

He leaned down and took a closer look: "The wood of this knife is not good wood. I have seen Du Kun's knife. It was a reward from our master. It is exquisite and beautiful. You want to say that this poor thing is Du Kun's knife."

Damn it, I really don’t believe it.”

"..." The judge raised his head slightly and suddenly leaned down. The distance between the two people was approaching, and there seemed to be sparks in his eyes:

"Young lady, are you forcing me to torture you? Think about it, it would be a pity if you look so good-looking."

Jiang Yuan smiled: "Don't worry, it's just a scar, I don't care."

"Everyone in the palace said that you killed him. Not long after you entered the palace, you had a conflict with him and he died. Do you really have nothing to do with these things?"

"He died as soon as I came here. At best, I defeated him."

Jiang Yuan leaned on the back of the chair with a lazy expression and didn't care at all:

"If you want to find someone to die in a hurry, I am indeed the best candidate. After all, you just want me to recruit you but you don't dare to hit me because you really hurt me. It's hard to explain to His Highness the Third Prince. You

Say yes?"

"..." The judge's eyes twitched and he said nothing, but his expression had betrayed him.

Jiang Yuan sneered: "I think it's not just Mr. Song who has done it, but you have also done it, right?"

"What did you say?" The other party immediately darkened his face, as if he wanted to eat her, staring at her and gritting his teeth:

"How dare you talk to me like this, a mere maidservant? It seems that you are really willing to drink the wine as a punishment instead of toasting me! Use the instrument of torture!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, those people immediately swarmed over her, lifted her legs to the bench and took off her shoes and socks. When she was about to put on the splint, someone outside said hurriedly:

"Sir, stop it and help put this girl's clothes on. His Highness is here in person."

Shen Weibai?

It came at the right time.

Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up, and he saw the judge showing a slightly panicked look, and glanced at her feet: "Hurry up and put on her shoes!"

While he was busy trying to please him, Shen Weibai slowly entered with his two guards behind him.

Wearing black clothes and a golden crown on his head, he looked like a star suddenly fell in a dark dungeon, making the room feel much brighter for some reason.

But the coldness in his eyes made people's hair stand on end.

The judge wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "How come His Highness the Third Prince is free to come here?"

Shen Weibai walked up to Jiang Yuan with a cold face and checked whether she was injured.
Chapter completed!