"Have you found a witchcraft?"

As the head of the Wu family, facing heavy pressure, Wu Sansi had to barely calm down. No matter what, he never expected that the prince would be so vicious and use witchcraft to frame Yan Zong.

"It was found out, it was the witch doll that cursed His Majesty."

"Doll?" After hearing this, Wu Sansi suddenly stopped. He seemed to understand where this so-called witchcraft came from.

He wanted to drink some water to moisten his throat, but his hands were shaking so hard that he couldn't even take up the bowl, so he had to give up.

When everyone saw his appearance, they gradually felt suspicious.

Could it be that the big tree of the prince is about to fall?

Now, is it still time to join the prince?

Wu Sansi was not in the mood to pay attention to their ideas. What he was thinking at the moment was whether to cut off his tail and survive or rescue Wu Yanxiu.

The matter was already very clear. The scheming prince flipped the arrow they shot back and pointed at Wu Yanxiu.

Wu Sansi knew that Wu Yanxiu had sent a woman to successfully sneak into the East Palace and buried witchcraft objects.

Later, the woman died and the plot to frame the prince with witchcraft failed, and the matter was put on hold.

Wu Sansi never expected that the prince would actually fight back and blame Wu Yanxiu for his witchcraft doll.

This is really an extremely vicious move.

Wu Sansi knew very well about the tricks of Dali Temple. They would not torture Wu Yanxiu, but would not let him go.

For Wu Yanxiu, whether to admit it or not is a death.

He did make this doll. If Dali Temple explored it deeply and found the craftsman of the production, he would definitely be exposed.

He admitted that there was no way to survive, but if he didn't admit it, he could not find any other better excuses. He couldn't say that this thing was originally placed in the East Palace to frame the prince.

What made Wu Sansi more worried about the competition between Wu Yanxiu was the news brought by Yao Shaozhi.

None of the originally planned objects that framed the prince were found.

He had already received the news before, but he still held a hope and should have gained something.

Alas alas alas!

He sighed a few times, as if he knew that his career was about to end.

Failed to the point.

He could not accept such an ending.

When Gan Yuan retreated, Zhang Yanzu came up. Although this strategist had no official position, he was the person most loyal to Wu Sansi.

"Prince, the subordinates can only actively save themselves now."

Wu Sansi understood his meaning very well. Once a witchcraft object appears, no matter whether it is true or false, Wu Yanxiu will be peeled off.

It is very likely that he will die because of this incident, and he can be said to be digging a hole and jumping for himself.

Wu Yanxiu is helpless, but Wu Sansi still has it.

They have a relative relationship, but after all, they are not a family. As long as Wu Sansi denies it and is separated from Wu Yanxiu, His Majesty may give him a life because of his long-standing official position.

Wu Sansi was silent, but in fact, his intentions were the same.

But he was always a former accomplice, so he had to make a positive statement and not just ignore it. In this way, even if he was as confused as Li Xian, he would not have a good impression of him.

Several people made a plan, Zhang Yanzu supported Wu Sansi and got on the carriage. The moment the curtain was lowered, a thought suddenly flashed through Wu Sansi's mind: Where has Liu Dezhao been?

Brother Dezhao naturally stayed in a place that Wu Sansi had unexpectedly.

For many years, he has been serving in the Prince's Mansion, and he rarely goes out at night.

Today, such a big dispute occurred in the Prince's Mansion, but someone did not protect the Prince's side, but ran out alone and ran to the vicinity of Changmingfang, Nancheng.

This place is very close to Anhua Gate. Walk a little further and you can vaguely see the burning torches on the city tower.

It was already dark, and Liu Dezhao did not take any means of transportation, and walked here with his legs.

He wouldn't have done so unless he had to.

He had already come out of the mansion since the evening. After about an hour, he finally found the place.

There are very few homes near Changmingfang, and this is the Craftsman's House in Chang'an City.

Various craftsmen gathered here. Because they are very close to Anhuamen, have convenient transportation and are close to water sources, more than half of the craftsmen in Chang'an City settled here.

It is also a scale effect.

A prominent feature of the craftsman's crowded residence is that the public security situation here is much worse than that of ordinary residents.

This is also something that the martial guards in the city acquiesced.

Who gets up early and goes to bed late is not to earn more food. Craftsmen often ignore the court's curfew laws and secretly make various goods at night.

If you can do more, do more. When it is dawn, you will be sent to the east and west markets for transactions.

Because of the workmanship, the night here is not dark, and there is a faint candlelight in every low and low hut.

The Wuwei had known this situation for a long time, and it was not easy to make some money for them, so he turned a blind eye.

Liu Dezhao walked anxiously in the yard with a little light.

Because Wu Wei deliberately let the water go, he was able to climb over the wall and enter smoothly, which really took great risks.

The mud in the yard was a little slippery. He knew that it was because the blacksmith shop would use the remaining molten iron to secretly dump it into the Lifang ditch.

He grabbed a corner of the robe in his hand and carefully prevented the dirty clothes from sticking to his clothes.

It was very dark, and he didn't pay attention and collided head-on with a single-shaft cart. If he hadn't been alert and hid quickly at all times, he might have seen anyone today.

The owner of the single-shaft cart was a burly man with a belt and a flat face. The cart was carrying heavy things and was covered with blue cloth.

Liu Dezhao was not in the mood to investigate what the strong man had pulled. The strong man seemed to be very alert, and pulled the car and gave in a little.

His eyes were full of vigilance, and he didn't seem to want to cause trouble. It was a coincidence that Liu Dezhao came here today and it was not a matter of seeing anyone.

The two met and did not cause any riots.

When the car passed by, Liu Dezhao smelled a trace of fragrance. He pondered a little, roasted beef!

No wonder you have to hide.

He had no time to think about it and continued to walk forward, and finally found a small house with a flagpole in front of the door.

This room is actually not small, it is as big as three rooms.

In the past, this place was a batik shop.

Now that the batik shop has closed its stalls, there are only some stupid and large dye vats left, with no water inside, and it is dry and it is dry.

Liu Dezhao pushed the door open and lit a candle in the house. The room was not as dark as outside. It was so dark. If he didn't follow the point, he wouldn't even see the figure clearly.

He walked among more than a dozen large dye vats and searched everywhere, but there was no one. It was when he was very nervous that there was a thumping sound from the dye vat.

He looked back and saw a dark shadow jumping out of the air and landing straight in front of him.
Chapter completed!