"My lord, please stand up and speak."
Mo Chuan was not angry, his voice was as calm as ever, and the expression on his face was no different from usual.
"Your Majesty, if you don't redress my grievance for my daughter, I will kneel here and never get up." Ning Guogong cried so hard that he couldn't lift his head.
Mo Chuan looked around and ordered:
"Hold the Duke up, Xiaosi, bring a chair and give the Duke a seat."
But Duke Ning still refused to get up.
"Your Majesty, my daughter was innocently killed. I would like to ask Your Majesty, will you let the murderer go like this?"
Mo Chuan frowned: "My lord, I have handed over this case to Cheng Qing of Dali Temple for trial. The real murderer will be caught soon. As long as the murderer is caught, I will never let him go. I will never let him go." It will make Zhaorong die in peace.”
Ning Guogong raised his head in excitement, his eyes were bloodshot, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"But I heard that when my daughter was dying, she wrote the name of the murderer in her own hand!"
Mo Chuan's expression did not change.
"Then the Duke must have heard about it. This matter has been found out. It was deliberately framed by the murderer. The bloody words were not Zhaorong's own handwriting, but were written word by word by the murderer holding Zhaorong's finger. Cheng Qing of Dali Temple, please come out and explain to the Duke."
Cheng Baiyi immediately came out and loudly repeated the theory he said in the palace yesterday.
At this time, all the ministers showed expressions of sudden realization.
It turns out that the Queen was really wronged by the murderer and framed deliberately.
Cheng Baiyi is really awesome this time.
He found flaws in even this ironclad evidence.
If he hadn't been careful, the Queen Mother would have been put on death row by the Queen Mother, and her injustice would have been cleared up.
"My lord, if you have any questions, you can ask Cheng Shaoqing." After Mo Chuan finished speaking, he slowly left, walked up to the throne step by step, and sat down.
Ning Guogong's eyes were dull and he fell to the ground without speaking.
"Your Excellency, the emperor has handed over the murder of the princess to Dali Temple. I will definitely do my best to catch the murderer and avenge the princess." Cheng Baiyi said neither humble nor overbearing.
Ning Guogong didn't seem to hear his words at all, he just sat there blankly.
But the lost look made all the ministers sad and moved when they saw it.
Everyone knows that Zhaorong is unruly and willful, all because Ning Guogong loves him too much. But now that he is dead, and Ning Guogong is over fifty years old, he only has this daughter. Now that his daughter is dead, what hope does he have for the rest of his life
Mo Chuan couldn't bear it when he saw it.
"Xiaosi, please send the imperial physician to check the Duke's pulse. Come and help the Duke to a chair."
Xiao Si went to call the imperial doctor, and the eunuchs helped Ning Guogong to sit on the chair.
The ministers did not dare to speak. During His Majesty Jin's morning court, there had never been such silence as today.
It wasn't until the imperial doctor on duty arrived and took Duke Ning Guo's pulse that he looked worried.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Ning Guo..." The imperial doctor hesitated and stopped talking.
"What happened to the Duke?"
When Mo Chuan saw this, he couldn't help but frown.
"Your Majesty, Duke Ning Guo seems to be... crazy." The imperial doctor said boldly.
"What, crazy?"
Everyone in the Golden Palace took a sharp breath and opened their eyes in disbelief.
"Nonsense! Why is Mr. Ning Guo so crazy? Isn't he a good person?"
Mo Chuan couldn't sit still anymore, stepped down from the royal chair, and strode to Duke Ning Guo.