One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

After Tan Qi took his seat, he was still uneasy.

Ye Manxi seemed to really invite him to dinner, he greeted him and served the food without saying anything else.

The atmosphere in the wing room was indescribably weird.

Tan Qi asked tentatively: "I don't know what General Ye wants to tell his subordinates today...?"

He didn't know Ye Manxi well, so how could he suddenly entertain him, there must be something wrong.

"Nothing else." Ye Manxi's tone was cold, "Qing Yu has something to ask Mr. Tan."

Tan Qi subconsciously looked at Lingqiong.

Ling Qiong smiled friendly, completely unable to understand what she meant.

However, in the next second, Ling Qiong's words made his scalp tighten.

"Master Tan sent someone to arrest me, and wanted me to be a substitute for your sweetheart?"

These words not only made Tan Qi's heart beat faster, but also made Ye Manxi frown slightly.

Tan Qi sent someone to arrest her?

he……

Ye Manxi soon remembered that when they first met, she said that someone was chasing her.

Ye Manxi looked at Tan Qi more and more coldly.

Tan Qi met Ye Manxi's frightening gaze, and stabilized his mind, "What does Miss Ning mean by this? Tan doesn't quite understand."

Ling Qiong let out an 'oh', "So Mr. Tan doesn't know Xiang Yanran either?"

Tan Qi clenched his hands under his sleeves, and his face was stiff, "The case of the prince was examined by Dali Temple. Tan has met twice, but he is not familiar with it."

Ling Qiong blinked her eyes, "That's strange, how could someone say that Lord Tan is Xiang Yanran's sweetheart?"

Tan Qi seemed to hear his own violent heartbeat, and clenched his fists even tighter, "I don't know where this rumor came from. Tan doesn't know her well, so how could he be her sweetheart."

Tan Qi refused to admit that he was Xiang Yanran's sweetheart.

Ye Manxi ordered coldly: "Let her in."

Tan Qi heard someone walking outside the door, and his tense body couldn't sit still.

Who to call in?

They found themselves with such a great fanfare today, is there really any evidence?

But what happened back then, after such a long time, what evidence is there?

squeak--

The door of the box was pushed open from the outside, and the woman in coarse linen entered the door timidly, looking around uneasily with dodgy eyes.

When I touched the person sitting in the box, I didn't have the courage to see who it was. I lowered my head like a quail, moved two steps, and didn't dare to go any further.

"Master Tan, do you know this person?"

The shock in Tan Qi's eyes didn't have time to hide, Ling Qiong saw him squarely, he turned his eyes away in a panic, "I don't know."

Ling Qiong propped her chin with one hand, tapped her cheek with her fingertips, "But she knows you."

Ling Qiong got up and walked up to the woman, "Is he the sweetheart of your young lady's private meeting?"

The woman glanced at Tan Qi, then lowered her head in panic, "Yes... yes."

"How did they meet?"

"Master Tan saved Miss..." The woman might be nervous, her words were a little messed up, but she could probably understand the meaning.

Tan Qi knew Xiang Yanran, he was the one who rescued Xiang Yanran because of an accident after returning to Beijing from the border.

Afterwards, the two came and went, gradually developing feelings for each other, but both of them were thin-skinned, and they didn't pierce the window paper for a long time.

Tan Qi had a hard time communicating with Xiang Yanran, and before he could tell his parents to propose a marriage, the imperial decree came out from the palace to make Xiang Yanran the prince's side concubine.

It is said that the imperial edict came about because the crown prince accidentally saw Xiang Yanran and fell in love with her beauty.

Xiang Yanran liked Tan Qi, so naturally she refused.

But the decree was to beheaded, and the crown prince was used to being domineering, so there was no one he couldn't get his hands on.

The woman was Xiang Yanran's personal maid back then, and she was the one who sent messages between the two when they met. She knew many things.

Tan Qi sat down in his seat, as if he had given up denying it, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

"General Ye, Miss Ning, what exactly are you trying to do?"

This maid disappeared back then, and Tan Qi didn't know where they found her.

After Tan Qi said it, he relaxed instead, "It was indeed Tan who wanted to save Yanran when he sent someone to arrest Miss Ning."

"If Ms. Ning wants Tan to be responsible for what happened back then, Tan has nothing to say, but it's up to the girl to deal with it."

Who would have thought that the orphan girl back then would become the person on Ye Manxi's heart.

Just after hearing about her, Tan Qi also thought about whether she would find him.

Later, she thought that she probably didn't know why she was tied up in the first place, let alone him.

who knows……

That's all.

But it was his own mistake, and he admitted it.

Even if it happens again, he will still do this, saving Yanran is his greatest wish.

It's just a pity that he couldn't save her...

Ling Qiong sat back, folded her hands on the table, and looked directly at the person opposite: "Do you think Xiang Yanran really killed the prince?"

Tan Qi, who was waiting for the verdict, suddenly heard this sentence, his expression froze, with question marks all over his head.

Didn't she come to make herself responsible for arresting her back then?

Why do you ask about the death of the prince again...

Tan Qi's heartbeat quickened slightly, and his voice was a bit difficult: "Miss Ning thinks the death of the prince has nothing to do with Yan Ran?"

Lingqiong: "I'm asking you."

"Yanran is so kind that she can't bear to step on an ant. How could she kill someone?" He didn't believe from the beginning that Yanran would kill the prince.

But the evidence was so strong that even Yanran herself admitted that she killed the prince.

Ling Qiong: "Master Tan, why not talk about the specific situation at that time, maybe we can find other clues."

Tan Qi looked back and forth between Lingqiong and Ye Manxi, "Tan doesn't understand why General Ye and Miss Ning are interested in this matter?"

Ye Manxi was at the border gate when the prince died. Even if Ling Qiong had a little relationship, she had no direct relationship with the prince's death.

Why come to overturn this case.

"You don't need to know." Ling Qiong smiled: "This is what Master Tan owes me."

Tan Qi was speechless immediately.

-

The scene of the crime was in an inn in the suburbs, and Xiang Yanran and the prince appeared there for some reason.

When he received the news, Xiang Yanran had already been imprisoned as a murderer.

At that time, his official position was not as high as it is now, and he needed multiple warrants to meet Xiang Yanran, so he hadn't met Xiang Yanran a few times.

Xiang Yanran was terrified at the time, spoke incoherently, and did not ask any useful information after meeting.

The case was classified as top secret on the grounds that it involved the royal family, and ordinary officials could not see any evidence in the files.

Tan Qi felt that something was wrong, so he secretly investigated.

However, every time he found a clue, the clue would soon be broken.

Even those people in the inn, he went to look for them later, but couldn't find anyone, and even the inn was suddenly burned down by a fire one day.

Although Tan Qi believed that Xiang Yanran was not the murderer of the prince, he also knew that he might not be able to prove Xiang Yanran's innocence.

So he thought of Ning Qingyu whom he had seen before.

While looking for clues, he sent people to the border to find people.

Maybe he was lucky, and he really found him.

It's just that luck will not always favor him. There was an accident on the way back and he was not brought back.

He could only watch Xiang Yanran be beheaded.

In the past two years, after he was promoted to Dali Temple Minister, he wanted to check the case file of the prince, but found that the file was missing. Even the officials who participated in the case were either far away from the capital or died of illness.