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Bai Jiran grabbed the handkerchief when she wasn't paying attention. His face immediately darkened in the light.

"What are you doing with this handkerchief?"

"I think it's beautiful." Leng Quan Ling stared at the handkerchief in Bai Jiran's hand as she was afraid that he would tear it apart out of excitement.

"Nonsense!" This handkerchief is at the bottom of the wardrobe, it proves that Mrs Liu cherishes it. You've only been in the house for a few months, and knowing her for the past few days, how could she show it to you? "

Bai Ran immediately refuted Leng Quan Ling's words. He brought the handkerchief in front of Leng Quan Ling, his voice becoming increasingly cold. Tell me, why are you looking for this handkerchief? What is your purpose for coming to the Handsome Manor? "

Faced with Bai Jiran's questioning, the cold spring spirit immediately realized that this matter was not as simple as she thought.

"What about you? It's just a handkerchief, or a servant's handkerchief. Young Marshal, why are you so nervous? Come and question me! "

Leng Quan Ling reached out her hand to grab the handkerchief and asked, "And why did you appear here in the middle of the night? Don't tell me that you came to pay your respects to an insignificant servant!"

"She is my mother's maid. Naturally, I have some connections with her. As for this handkerchief, its owner is deeply detestable to me, I … "

His low, magnetic voice echoed in the greenhouse.

The Cold Spring Spirit was fully focused. She really wanted to know the answer.

"Young Marshal!" Suddenly, a lot of soldiers came from outside and surrounded the Residence of Marshal! "

Bai Jiran's words were immediately cut off when the person reported from outside. In the next second, he turned around and pulled open the door.

"Who's so daring?"

Bai Ran waved his hand and called over a dozen people over, walking towards the manor gate with large strides.

Soon after, the lights in the mansion lit up one by one. The previously silent and handsome mansion instantly became extremely noisy.

Cold Spring didn't know what was going on. He followed behind them, and just as he came to the front door, he saw the lights of the mansion. The flashlight and headlights were so dazzling that it was hard to open one's eyes.

"Who is causing trouble here?"

The aide-de-camp beside Bai Ran ran over and shouted, "This is the Commander's Mansion. Does it allow you all to make a ruckus in the middle of the night?"

"Young Marshal, please forgive us, but this is a very serious matter and I have no choice but to come and bother you late at night. He said that the purpose of his visit was to get the young captain to accompany him back to the military. "

The military officer standing in front of the gate raised his head and puffed out his chest as he answered.

"What is it?" Looking at such a huge battle formation, he knew that the reputation he had today was definitely not small.

However, their conversation was just a few polite words and they couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Young Marshal, five days ago, the State Councilor from the Upper Peak died miserably at the Aches Hotel. There was nothing else at the scene but the murderer's jacket."

The officer said as he lowered his head to adjust his white gloves. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Some people pointed out that this coat belonged to you, Young Marshal. As you know, there is someone on top of this national affairs representative. We truly do not have the means to explain such a tragic death."

When the Cold Spring Spirit heard him talk about a coat, it suddenly remembered the one it had changed out of. It couldn't help but clench its fists and hide in the darkness.

"This is ridiculous. What can a single coat mean? "If you just force the blame onto the young commander-in-chief like that, I think you must be tired of being a government official."

Bai Jiran remained silent with an ashen face. The aide-de-camp beside him asked another question.

"Of course, it's not for no reason. It's just that on this piece of clothing …"

"Suddenly, someone got out of the car and took the coat." There's even a Young Marshal's badge in the pocket of this piece of clothing. It must have fallen out of a fight and was casually stuffed inside. "

Leng Yujiang stood there, holding his coat in one hand and a shiny object in the other.

Leng Quan, who was hiding in the darkness, broke out in a cold sweat the moment she saw Leng Yujiang. She felt that her legs were frozen in place, unable to move forward or retreat.

It turned out Leng Yujiang wanted her to change her coat because she wanted to frame him and kill him for nothing!

As a dignified young marshal, it wasn't surprising that he had killed someone. But if the dead man was a state official...

Of course there would be danger.

Leng Yujiang was simply a cunning old fox!

"Leng Yujiang!" Do not slander the Young Marshal, this coat was clearly changed by you, it was not left as evidence at the scene! "

Leng Quan Ling knew that this matter had started because of her, and besides feeling regretful that she should not have listened to this old fox, she was also filled with guilt towards Bai.

She felt that she could not remain silent. She understood this the best!

"This married daughter of mine really was the one who poured the water out. Calling her father by name is the same as calling him father."

Leng Yujiang looked at Leng Quan, and curled his lips impatiently. Originally, this matter was planned for the Young Marshal to return and ask, so why did you hurriedly jump out? "

"Because I stole this coat from the young commander-in-chief's room. You lied to me!"

In order to break Leng Yujiang's lie, Leng Quan Ling admitted to her own deeds, and wanted to get rid of the blame for Leng Yujiang.

"Why are you here?" Go back to the house! "

Xiao Bai stepped forward, grabbed Leng Quan Ling's arm and threw it backwards.

Leng Quan Ling knew that Xiao Du Ran was doing this to protect her, but the better he treated her, the more guilty she felt.

She shook off the useless tug, ran up to the officer, and grabbed him by the arm as she yelled:

"It really was me. I personally took out this coat, how could I have left it at the scene of the murder? These people are obviously framing us. Leng Yujiang, what are your intentions for plotting this? "

"You and I haven't seen each other in a long time. When did you give me a coat?"

Of course Leng Yujiang denied it immediately. He shook his hand with a smile. "I know that you were poured out of water by your married daughter, but for my husband to go against your father like this, I can be considered loyal to my husband. I don't blame you."

The Cold Spring Spirit knew it was useless to say anything.

Leng Yujiang was determined to frame her, and to protect her.

This made the cold spring spirit feel even more guilty.

Leng Quan bit his lips and took a deep breath. Then, he suddenly ran forward.

This was something she had done. She absolutely could not let Xiao Shuren shoulder the burden for her. Otherwise, she would regret it even more!

"I killed him. Leng Yujiang ordered me to frame the young marshal. You should know that I entered the marshal's residence because Leng Yujiang wanted to let me know the secrets. It's all my …"

The cold spring spirit yelled at the officer in front of her like a madman. She hoped he would listen to her.

Suddenly, a dull pain went through his head, accompanied by a loud ringing in his ears. Very soon, Leng Quan Ling stopped waking up.

When she woke up, she found that she had actually returned to the villa. After lying there and thinking for a long time, she suddenly thought of what had happened before.