The Grand Tutor wants to be the Queen every day and is going crazy

"Your Majesty, I know nothing about this matter! Someone is making up rumors out of thin air!" Ji Yanchen frowned slightly and said seriously.

"Nothing happens without a fight! There's no smoke without fire!" Lei Ling frowned, looking serious.

"There are rumors among the people that perhaps you, Lord Ji, are really the murderer's protector?" Lei Ling raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sinister smile again.

After hearing this, Ji Yanchen curled up the corners of his lips with a fake smile. He looked at Lei Ling with a hint of disdain and ridicule in his eyes.

Lei Ling saw that smile and shuddered suddenly. A bad premonition came to his mind and he felt that something was going to happen.

As expected, Ji Yanchen said the next sentence: "Speaking eloquently, Yan Zhide is thick-skinned."

Lei Ling shuddered and said hurriedly, "Master Ji, you don't have to insult me."

"If Lord Ji is the person protected by the murderer, he can admit it openly. There is no need to hide it and try to please others!" Lei Ling stared at Ji Yanchen, his eyes full of provocation.

Ji Yanchen snorted coldly and said, "I am not, why should I admit it?"

"In Lord Lei's eyes, anyone can be wrongly accused, right?" Ji Yanchen's voice was so majestic that no one could ignore it easily.

There was silence in the hall, and everyone looked at Lei Ling, waiting for his response.

"Someone walked in on what Lord Ji and the murderer were plotting!" Lei Ling said.

"Oh, where is that person? Find him out and confront me."

"In my opinion, you are playing the erhu in a blocked way."

Ji Yanchen raised his eyebrows: "By the way, you definitely don't understand what it means to play the erhu in a dangli!"

"Your Majesty, do you know what these words mean?"

Gu Qingluo was not polite and replied, "Nonsense!"

As a result, Lei Ling's face immediately became a palette.

He thought about it and realized that Ji Yanchen was so tough because he expected that he would not be able to produce evidence to convict him.

So, Lei Ling took out a piece of paper, spread it out, looked at Gu Qingluo and said righteously: "Your Majesty, this is the secret letter between Lord Ji and the murderer!"

When everyone heard this, they exclaimed and looked at Ji Yanchen with suspicion in their eyes.

Ji Yanchen immediately laughed: "Based on this piece of paper, you are accusing me of being guilty?"

"Master Lei, if you are uneducated, you can learn. If you are ugly, you can wear a mask. But if you are evil, there is really no cure!"

"Looking at your face, I think you're a money-losing commodity that you didn't sell a hundred years ago and are now stuck in your hands!"

"Shameless in short."

Gu Qingluo gave a thumbs up to Ji Yanchen's little mouth from the bottom of her heart. This little mouth was so poisonous, as if it had drunk pesticide.

"You... are vulgar!" Lei Ling shouted angrily.

"Oh, how could I be rude? I didn't say any dirty words, and I didn't curse anyone. I was just stating a fact."

"If you can't accept it, I have a way to make you accept it."

"By the way, I have a habit when writing letters, perhaps Lord Lei doesn't know!" Ji Yanchen said with a smile.

Lei Ling was startled and wanted to speak out.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yanchen spoke first: "After writing each letter, I will use a special ink to write another word at the place where I will write. After the ink is hidden in the paper, it will disappear and will only appear when it comes into contact with water!"

"Of course, people with poor brains won't carefully identify it."

"Especially, a fool who fabricated a secret letter out of thin air."

Lei Ling: "?"

The connotation is the connotation, there is no need to make personal attacks on people!

Gu Qingluo thought to himself: [This Ji Yanchen is simply Nobel Prize winner! ]

[That little mouth keeps talking one sentence after another, like a machine gun. Don't mess with it.]

After hearing Gu Qingluo praising him, Ji Yanchen became more confident, and his aura suddenly became two meters and eighty.

Lei Ling, who was already a head shorter than Ji Yanchen, immediately felt the oppression and now didn't dare to look Ji Yanchen in the eye.

He looked away and said, "Oh, it's hard to say whether Master Ji is making up this habit out of thin air!"

Ji Yanchen immediately said: "I happen to have a secret letter on me. If you sprinkle some water on the place where you write, it will be revealed."

Ji Yanchen took out the envelope, opened it, and said, "Master Lei, are you afraid to check it? Are you feeling guilty?"

Lei Ling did feel guilty, but things had come to this point, and he had to continue even if he felt guilty.

"Master Lei, please verify the letter in your hand first. I want to see what changes will happen to the letter after it comes into contact with water."

Lei Ling said distractedly, "I know."

A young eunuch brought a bowl of water. Lei Ling put the letter into the water in front of everyone, and then took it out.

The ministers gathered around to watch. After a long time, no words appeared where the pen was written. Everyone looked at Lei Ling with contempt in their eyes.

Their eyes seemed to be saying: It turns out that this letter was fabricated by you to frame Lord Ji!

Lei Ling felt extremely embarrassed and at a loss at this moment. He subconsciously looked at Jun Lingyue, but Jun Lingyue did not even respond to him with a glance.

He could only helplessly look away, and when he raised his head, he happened to meet Ji Yanchen's eyes, which were slightly upturned and filled with a hint of smile.

Lei Ling immediately lowered his head, unable to utter a word.

"Oh, this letter is fake! Lord Lei, this is your fault. A new official has three things to do, and you are the one who touched the first fire. You are so unlucky!"

"Wrongly accusing an official of the imperial court is a capital crime!" Gu Qingluo looked at Lei Ling with a smile, with a hint of gloating in his eyes.

"Master Ji, now it's up to you!"

Ji Yanchen nodded, took a few steps forward, put the letter into clean water, and the word "Qing" immediately appeared where he put his pen.

After everyone saw these words, they looked at Lei Ling again with contempt and disdain in their eyes.

"Master Lei, you have wronged me. What do you think I should do?"

Lei Ling frowned, thinking of ways to deal with it.

Jun Lingyue said, "A letter with words showing on it alone doesn't mean anything!"

"I still have doubts that you are the murderer's protector."

"Master Ji, tell me, why are there rumors about you among the people?"

"Because some people are vicious and deliberately slander me and want to frame me!" said Ji Yanchen.

"Oh? Do you have any evidence to prove your innocence?" Jun Lingyue asked.

"I haven't done it, so I don't need proof."

"Why, do you still want to take me to jail?"

Jun Lingyue: "Since there is no evidence, this is the only option."

Ji Yanchen said coldly: "Oh, you didn't send people to spread those rumors among the people, did you?"

"I was wondering who else in the court is so anxious to put me in jail. It turns out to be the Regent!"

"Why? Are you jealous of me now that you've fallen out of favor?"

"The heart of a villain."

Jun Lingyue: "You..."

"How did I get it right?"

"Ji Yanchen, stop slandering others!"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The Junior Official of the Dali Temple requests an audience!"