"Han Qing, don't make a fuss!" Jun Qinghan's voice was a little anxious and he immediately called her.

Su Qingran turned around, looked at the man's deep eyes, and pursed his lips.

"Baili, you two haven't stopped her!" Jun Qing ordered coldly.

After biting his lip, Su Qingran's decision became a little firmer again, "Wait for me!"

This glance, with indelible attachment and a sense of determination that cannot be refused.

Jun Qinghan's heart tightened, and he walked forward in two steps, but reached out but wiped her clothes only.

Wang Zuo looked at this scene and couldn't help but sneer, "What mysterious thing is Mr. Han planning to do about it?"

Bailihe did not stop Su Qingran and looked at Jun Qinghan calmly, giving him peace of mind.

He is the minister of Dali Temple. If he is charged with murder and is sent to prison, then Dali Temple will be finished!

Therefore, he must not be taken away by Jun Qingye!

"Third Prince, it's getting late, let's take Murong Xiaohou away quickly." Wang Zuo urged, "Young Master Han is just delaying the time, we don't need to worry about him."

Jun Qingye closed his black eyes and didn't speak. For some reason, he was a little looking forward to what other way this little coroner could save him!

"Third Prince, don't forget. You have to go to the palace later to report to the emperor. Look..." Before Wang Zuo finished speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open from outside. Everyone saw the goose-yellow figure slowly coming, and they were stunned.

This is?

The woman's skin is as creamy as the lips and teeth are red, and she comes with her thighs, just like a person walking in the painting.

On the small face as big as a palm, the autumn pupils were like autumn water, and they were embedded like obsidian. The nose was like a gallbladder, and the elixir lips were red without touching it. Especially the shallow dimples on the corner of her mouth, which was intoxicating.

A head of ink hair is cut with only one jade hairpin, simple but not without beauty.

The woman in the room did not use makeup, but naturally decorated it, as if she was a fairy, beautiful.

Everyone in the room looked at her and lost their mind for a moment.

Even Jun Qinghan was slightly stunned, and his eyes became soft in an instant.

Jun Qingchen beside him also looked straight and rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Is she really the fourth sister-in-law?

Su Qingran's eyes flashed across everyone calmly, stayed on Jun Qinghan's face for a moment, smiled slightly, and then looked at Wang Zuo who was stunned, "Why, Lord Wang doesn't recognize me anymore?"

"You are... Han Qing?!" Wang Zuo said in shock.

"Who am I?" Su Qingran curled her red lips and slowly walked to Jun Qinghan's side, then naturally linked his fingers.

"Isn't Han Qing... a man? Why did he suddenly become a woman?"

"I was a woman, and the only person I liked by the little marquis is me, and he is not a broken sleeve." Su Qingran said as she pointed her head and pecked Jun Qinghan's thin lips, "So, I can prove that Jiang Cheng was not killed by him!"

This is the first time I took the initiative to kiss!

Jun Qinghan's heart instantly became soft, and he couldn't help but embrace her slender waist.

When facing the man's burning eyes, Su Qingran's face turned red and he looked at Wang Zuo calmly, "Does Lord Wang believe it now?"

"I'm ashamed!" Looking at the scene just now, Wang Zuo couldn't help but blush and his face looked very bad.

"If Lord Wang doesn't believe it, I will prove it to you again."

"Be good, he already believes it. If you want to kiss us, we will kiss you again." Jun Qinghan looked at the woman in his arms with a doting look on his face.

“…”

When Jun Qingchen heard this, he looked at Jun Qinghan in shock. Is this still his fourth brother? Did he have auditory hallucinations just now?

Bailihe glanced at him and silently said that he seemed to have auditory hallucinations as well...

Only Jingfeng said with a calm expression that he was used to it, used to it...

"Cough cough..." Jun Qingye's face was cold and very unfair, "Murong, Han Qing is a woman, but she disguises herself as a man and works as a coroner in Dali Temple. This is the crime of deceiving the emperor!"

“I am the only one who blames you…”

As soon as Su Qingran spoke, he was interrupted by Jun Qinghan, "Han Qing is a daughter. When I found out, I handed the memorial to the emperor. It is not considered a deception to the emperor."

Su Qingran blinked and looked at Jun Qinghan in surprise. When did this man hand over the memorial to the emperor? Why didn't she know?

"Even if this is not a deception, what about the others?" Jun Qingye's eyes fell on Su Qingran's white little face and smiled gloomy. "I look at Han Qingqing so familiar. If I remember correctly, she should have given Han Qingran the third lady of the Su family who was married to Han Wang!"

Jun Qingnan mentioned this to him before, but he gave up without finding evidence.

Now that she has recovered her daughter herself, then her identity... can't be hidden!

It is said that the eldest daughter of the Su family, Su Qingyu, is the number one beauty in the imperial capital, but he thinks that the third lady in front of him is a bit more beautiful than Su Qingyu.

Especially the fresh and moving temperament on her body was not stained with any rouge, which Su Qingyu didn’t have!

It’s just a pity that such a beauty actually hooked up with Murong Che.

However, this is beneficial to him!

"Yes, it's me." Su Qingran brought this outfit of women's clothing before coming. She also knew that once her daughter's body was exposed, her identity could not be hidden.

She was mentally prepared early in the morning, so she didn't panic at this moment.

Before Jun Qinghan spoke, she looked up at him, "I'm sorry, I've concealed my identity from you."

She bears all the charges, and she doesn't want him to have anything to do!

Jun Qinghan's heart trembled, and the big hand placed on her waist tightened a little.

"Miss Su San, I remember that you are the wife of King Han. You have long been dead. Why are you still alive now?" Jun Qingye narrowed his eyes.

"At that time, I was indeed dead. But the King of Hell told me that my life was not over, and there were still eighty years left. It was the little ghost who hooked up the wrong soul, so he sent me back and helped me leave the imperial tomb..." Su Qingran began to make nonsense with his eyes open. Anyway, in ancient times, he believed in ghosts and gods.

Jun Qingye: “…”

With eighty years left, why don’t you go to heaven?

However, at this time, no one knew that her nonsense actually became a fact a hundred years later.

Jun Qinghan looked at the woman in her arms, with only doting left in her eyes.

Jun Qingye felt that he was being tricked, "Miss Su San, do you think I will believe it?"

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, I'm telling the truth. At that time, when she was sent to the imperial tomb, she had already died. I believe the emperor knew very well." Su Qingran suddenly realized that because she was traveling through time, she resurrected the soul by borrowing a corpse. The original owner had indeed died at that time, so no matter how she made up this, it would be fine!
Chapter completed!