Ouyang Weiyu’s words were like a stone thrown into still water, creating countless ripples and stirring everyone’s hearts.

Lan Songquan’s expression changed slightly as he looked at Ouyang Weiyu with surprise.

Evidence? Besides being able to remember his face, what evidence could this little girl have?

And merely remembering his face couldn’t serve as evidence.

“What evidence does Miss Ouyang have?” Justice Vice Minister and Shuntian Prefect Yang Yunzhi asked after regaining his composure.

Ouyang Weiyu stared at Lan Songquan with a cold smile: “He has three black moles arranged in a triangular pattern one inch below his left nipple.”

Lan Songquan’s eyes darkened as he looked at Ouyang Weiyu with murderous intent.

Ouyang Weiyu showed no fear, coldly meeting Lan Songquan’s gaze.

The three days after waking up in the brothel had been like hell on earth for her. She had thought of death countless times and had even prepared herself—when the madam forced her to receive clients, she would commit suicide.

But when she was pushed to bathe and dress, draped in red gauze to meet her first “patron,” she almost instantly changed her mind.

She absolutely could not die—she had to live to avenge her father!

Lan Songquan probably never expected that she, a young lady raised in the inner chambers, would recognize him.

How could she not recognize him? Back when her father was thrown into prison in the capital, she had secretly kept watch on the Lan family. If not for Third Miss Li’s intervention, she probably would have perished together with Lan Songquan’s most beloved daughter, Lan Xinong.

Precisely because she recognized who Lan Songquan was, even if living was a hundred times more painful than dying, she had to survive and seek every opportunity to seek justice for her father and their entire family.

Fortunately, just when she was about to despair, she finally waited for the person who would rescue her from the sea of fire.

Ouyang Weiyu unconsciously turned her gaze to Chi Can.

Regardless of whether he was doing this to bring down the Lan father and son or for some other reason, she would be grateful to this man for the rest of her life.

“Vice Minister Lan—”

Lan Songquan stared coldly at Yang Yunzhi: “Master Yang, are you asking me to undress?”

At this moment, a lazy voice came: “What’s wrong with asking you to undress?”

The scene immediately fell silent.

The speaker was none other than the troublesome Supervising Secretary Chi.

“Vice Minister Lan, you are now a suspect. Do you understand what a suspect is?” Chi Can, who had been quietly observing, stood up and looked coldly at Yang Yunzhi. “Master Yang, regardless of whether Vice Minister Lan is guilty, the plaintiff is kneeling while the defendant is sitting. May I understand this as you showing favoritism?”

Yang Yunzhi couldn’t help but tug at his beard: “Master Chi, you can’t say it like that—”

“If you can’t say it like that, then quickly order someone to undress Vice Minister Lan!”

Yang Yunzhi couldn’t help but look toward Lan Songquan.

Lan Songquan was furious: “Master Yang, you’re listening to a little girl’s nonsense and ordering people to strip my clothes? If there are no three moles on my chest, can you bear this responsibility?”

“This—” Yang Yunzhi was stumped.

He was already approaching retirement age and only sought to return home safely to enjoy his remaining years. There was no need to offend the two great mountains that were the Lan father and son.

“Hehe.” A laugh filled with contempt rang out as Chi Can glanced at Lan Songquan. “Vice Minister Lan, are you threatening the presiding judge in front of all of us?”

“Master Chi, stop talking nonsense!” Lan Songquan wanted nothing more than to rush forward and scratch that handsome face.

“How am I talking nonsense? We all heard your words just now.”

“If there are no moles on my chest, wouldn’t I be insulted for nothing?” Lan Songquan asked, suppressing his anger.

Chi Can opened his eyes wide in surprise: “How is this an insult? Vice Minister Lan, please recognize your position—you are now the defendant. The plaintiff has presented evidence. If you don’t allow the undressing, then I’ll take it as your admission. If, after undressing, there are no moles, wouldn’t that prove your innocence? You’re so unwilling—could it be you have a guilty conscience?”

Lan Songquan was so choked by Chi Can’s words that his face turned iron-blue.

Damn it, he should have killed this dead girl like he did with Ouyang Hai’s wife and children by throwing them in the lake. Keeping her until now, she had bitten him hard.

“What are you all standing around for? Quickly undress, Master Lan! If you won’t do it, do I have to do it myself?” Chi Can shouted sternly.

“Vice Minister Lan—” Yang Yunzhi called out in difficulty.

Chi Can sneered and turned to leave.

Yang Yunzhi quickly stood up: “Where is Master Chi going?”

Chi Can cupped his hands upward: “To tell my uncle that Vice Minister Yang doesn’t have the courage to interrogate the defendant, and ask him to replace someone else.”

Seeing Chi Can finish speaking and lift his foot to leave, Yang Yunzhi shouted coldly: “What are you all standing around for? Take Vice Minister Lan inside for examination!”

“Yes!” Several bailiffs walked toward Lan Songquan.

Lan Songquan’s expression changed repeatedly as he stared fixedly at Yang Yunzhi.

Yang Yunzhi wiped his sweat repeatedly: “Vice Minister Lan, please cooperate.”

He didn’t want to offend Lan Songquan either, but he dared even less to offend the troublemaker Chi.

Offending Lan Songquan might mean not knowing how he’d die in the future, but offending the troublemaker Chi meant he was dead now.

“Hurry up!” Yang Yunzhi glared at the bailiffs.

“Master Lan—” The young bailiffs called out tremblingly.

“No need!” Lan Songquan stood up and sneered: “I indeed have three moles on my chest.”

With these words, everyone in the hall was stunned.

Lan Songquan admitted it just like that?

Lan Songquan wasn’t surprised by everyone’s thoughts, his face becoming even more gloomy.

What if he didn’t admit it? He was still a dignified third-rank official—would he let a bunch of small bailiffs strip off his clothes and lean in to look at his chest?

That would be even more embarrassing!

Hearing Lan Songquan’s admission, tears flashed in Ouyang Weiyu’s eyes as she looked at Chi Can gratefully.

Chi Can didn’t look at Ouyang Weiyu, staring at Lan Songquan with a frown.

He wanted to see how this fool would continue struggling.

After admitting it, Lan Songquan’s expression relaxed. He chuckled lightly, glanced at Ouyang Weiyu, and said unhurriedly: “Miss Ouyang is the top courtesan of the brothel. What’s wrong with my going there out of admiration? Does this prove that I harmed Censor Ouyang?”

Ouyang Weiyu’s body swayed, nearly spitting blood.

“There’s nothing wrong with officials visiting prostitutes? Vice Minister Lan, you have some nerve. Do you dare say this in front of the Emperor?”

Lan Songquan choked.

Just now, thinking only of escaping the charge of murdering Ouyang Hai, he forgot that visiting prostitutes was also a significant offense. Of course, quite a few people did this—it just wasn’t brought into the open.

“Master Chi can go tell him, but right now we’re discussing the matter of Ouyang Hai. In any case, Ouyang Hai’s death has nothing to do with me.”

Lan Songquan smiled at Ouyang Weiyu: “Miss Ouyang, you only presented evidence that I slept with you, but no evidence that I murdered your father. What grounds do you have to slander me like this?”

Ouyang Weiyu’s face was whiter than snow as she bit her teeth and looked toward Yang Yunzhi.

Yang Yunzhi sighed inwardly.

Ouyang Weiyu suddenly prostrated herself and kowtowed, then stood up. Her gaze slowly swept across the faces of everyone in the hall, and she straightened her back and said coldly: “My father died mysteriously, then I was knocked unconscious and sent to a brothel, followed immediately by Lan Songquan appearing as my first ‘patron.’ Distinguished officials, don’t you understand the connection?”

Speaking to this point, Ouyang Weiyu showed a bitter smile: “I, a weak woman, cannot produce concrete evidence, but I can guarantee with my life that what I have said is true and that I would never slander this beast Lan Songquan!”

After finishing, Ouyang Weiyu took a deep look at Chi Can and suddenly rushed toward a pillar.

The pitiful young lady, who should have been enjoying silks and fine food in her flower-like years, immediately shattered her skull against it, her fragrant soul departing.