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“It’s my fault for losing my composure in front of Your Highness. I’m really ashamed. Please punish me, Your Highness.”

Hua Lan bowed and bowed. He looked dignified and sincere—a completely different person from the person who had slapped his wife just now.

“I’m not crazy!” Madam Hua snapped. Half of her face was swollen, and a few strands of hair were scattered messily by her cheeks. She looked like a crazy woman.

Chu Yi looked at her calmly. He didn’t say that he believed her, nor did he say that he didn’t believe her. He only asked Hua Lan, “Hua Lan, are both your sons like this?”

“Yes.” Hua Lan nodded with difficulty.

This simple word was so difficult for him. It was equivalent to giving up his second son.

But he had no choice.

At the end of the day, the Eldest Prince only meddled in the Hua family’s family matters for the sake of his sweetheart. Now that he has removed Second Lady Gu, this matter could be over.

Chu Yi smiled without saying anything.

Scholar Han frowned deeply and looked back and forth between Hua Lan and his wife. He could vaguely see Hua Lan’s intentions.

He hurriedly bowed and said, “Eldest Prince, can 1 say something?”

Chu Yi smiled faintly. “Speak.”

Scholar Han sorted out his thoughts and said seriously, “Your Highness, I was also outside the Myriad Herb Hall at noon. At that time, Madam Hua clearly said that Second Lady Gu used sorcery to harm people!”

“Other than the students, many people also heard it with their own ears. The rumors have already spread. If Second Lady Gu is wronged, won’t it tarnish her reputation?”

“Your Highness, please find out the truth. You can’t wrong a good person, nor can you let the evildoer get away with it!”

Scholar Han’s words were powerful and resonated clearly in the air.

Another student walked to Scholar Han’s side and bowed. “Three people make a tiger, and the repeated rumor becomes a fact. Please investigate clearly, Your Highness!”

The other students around also agreed deeply. They bowed to Chu Yi in unison and shouted, “Your Highness, please investigate clearly.”

Hua Lan really had the urge to kill this impulsive young man. He could slap Madam Hua as a husband, but he couldn’t lay a hand on a successful scholar like Scholar Han.

Furthermore, the Eldest Prince was here!

“Han Zhanghe, you want the truth?” Chu Yi asked gently. He smiled slightly, making people feel refreshed.

Han Zhanghe didn’t understand why the Eldest Prince asked this, but he still nodded affirmatively. “The truth should have been revealed.”

“In that case, let’s investigate.” Chu Yi smiled again, looking like he was going along with the public’s wishes.

Seeing this, Han Zhanghe and the other students all had a good impression of him. All of them felt that if the Eldest Prince could listen to their advice, he would definitely be a benevolent king in the future.

Everyone’s compliments rose and fell.

Anticipation appeared on Madam Hua’s red and swollen face. She knelt down with tears in her eyes and shouted in a hoarse voice, “Your Highness, please find out the truth!”

She thought that as long as the truth was out, the Eldest Prince could save her two sons.

“Hua Lan, submit the Hua family tree,” Chu Yi said.

“…” Hua Lan’s expression changed slightly. He subconsciously clenched the family tree in his hand tightly, his eyes wandering, but he still forced himself to hold on.

A tall and mighty young man with a small beard walked out of the royal guard. He strode towards Hua Lan and extended a hand. “Master Hua?”

He looked at Hua Lan with a cold expression and cold eyes.

Hua Lan didn’t move, still clutching the family tree tightly.

At this moment, his actions were no different from guilt.

The young man with the mustache wouldn’t stand on ceremony with Hua Lan. He used force first and pinched the acupuncture points on the other party’s wrist like lightning.

A heart-piercing pain immediately attacked Hua Lan. He let out a low cry of pain and subconsciously let go of the family tree.

The young man with the mustache gently took the family tree and handed it to Chu Yi with both hands.

At the same time, a few Daoists from Wuliang Temple quickly brought over tables, chairs, and coffee tables and served tea to Chu Yi.

Chu Yi sat down under a lush Bodhi tree. The shadow of the tree above fell on him, making him look elegant, like the pine tree, wind, and moon.

He leisurely flipped through the thick family tree, flipping through one page after another. Every page was flipped quickly…

Everyone around stared at Chu Yi’s every move with a burning gaze.

Madam Hua, who was kneeling on the ground, hurriedly said, “The first ten pages of the family tree are all about the main branch…”

“From Master’s father’s generation, every generation…”