At night, the stars dotted.

Su Qingran stretched and continued to write quickly.

By the time I finished sorting out the case sect at hand, the moon was already on the willows.

She was so sleepy that she kept yawning, unable to open her eyes, and her head seemed to be filled with grout, and she was confused.

Jun Qinghan glanced at her napping look and said indifferently: "I'll go to bed after finishing it."

Su Qingran barely opened her eyes, "How many more, when will you sleep?"

"soon."

Hearing his answer, Su Qingran did not hesitate, went straight to the soft couch, took off her shoes, and jumped up.

She was so busy these two days that she was too lazy to worry about whether she was sleeping on the same bed with Jun Qinghan. She could sleep until the end of the day with a table.

However, what she did not discover was that her initial disgust and rejection of this man no longer existed.

Turning his eyes and scanning the figure on the couch, Jun Qinghan turned around and commented on all the cases she had sorted out.

The lights swayed, and a slender figure appeared on the carved window.

The long night was long, and the candles were crying all over the floor. Until the sky turned white, the candles were extinguished, and a strand of white smoke was curling.

Jun Qinghan pinched his eyebrows and told Zhao Zhong to bring something to wash.

After cleaning up, he rode his horse to Dali Temple.

Before the moment, he looked at Zhao Zhong and told him, "Don't call her, wait for her to wake up."

Zhao Zhong nodded and couldn't help thinking. King Han seemed to be getting better and better with Han Qing.

...

Soon, the day was the day for the three trials.

Because Bailihe was not here, Su Qingran followed Jun Qinghan to Dali Temple early in the morning.

Jun Qingli came with him, because he was a witness today, so he had to be present.

The Dali Temple Yamen is where the case is tried today.

Early in the morning, the yamen runners in Dali Temple began to be busy cleaning up and did not dare to be careless at all.

Since King Anping, it has been the first time that the three trials have been held in so many years. Today, not only are the people from Dali Temple, the Ministry of Justice, the Censorate, and even the emperor, who will come to listen, just because this case is extraordinary.

After Jun Qinghan and Su Qingran arrived, the first ones were Sun Pei, the Minister of Justice, and Wang Zuo, the Minister of Justice.

As soon as the two of them came over, their eyes were directly fixed on Jun Qinghan and Su Qingran, and their eyes were slapped.

Not only them, even the censor Shen Yinqing, who came over later, couldn't help but look at them again.

The kind of exploration and curiosity and some unspeakable gaze made Jun Qinghan's face turn black, and some people were constantly sighing why Dali Temple Minister was good at Long Yang. In addition to being puzzled, he looked like a pity.

Su Qingran glanced at the man beside her calmly, always feeling that he was trying hard to restrain the urge to strangle her to death.

The atmosphere in the lobby of Dali Temple was fascinated and awkward for a while, but it was still impossible to leave.

Seeing that someone kept falling on her, Su Qingran lowered her eyes directly, choosing not to see her and not to be upset.

Jun Qinghan is already cold in nature, and he is even colder at this time. He wears an iron mask on his face, and he isolates everything.

For a moment, both of them ignored everyone's gaze, but the few people sitting in the lobby were a little unnatural.

When they saw the atmosphere condensed, they saw Jun Qingli pushing the wheelchair and began to greet him.

"When did the Second Prince come to the imperial capital? It's been a long time since we saw you."

"It's been a long time indeed. I remember that it's been four or five years since I asked the Second Prince to go to Jingzhou."

"I used to remember that the Second Prince was in poor health, what's going on now?"
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