"Hm?!"
Jiang Xiaobai turned his head and gave Helian Zhaoyue a shocked look.
This woman really was ruthless. Give her a pole, and she would climb straight up it.
With that... she had left him with nothing to say.
Even if Tang Ningshuang came to testify, he probably still would not be able to clear himself of suspicion.
Seeing Jiang Xiaobai's expression, Helian Zhaoyue curled her lips slightly, a clear trace of mockery crossing her face.
"Hmph. Whatever the truth may be, I cannot simply take your word for it!"
Xiao Jinxuan snorted coldly, then raised his head. "Guards, bring Jiang Jingxuan in!"
Jiang Jingxuan?
At that name, all the officials present froze.
Hadn't Jiang Jingxuan died on the Northern Frontier battlefield ten years ago?
Could it merely be someone with the same name?
Standing in the front row, Jiang Jingcheng's expression instantly darkened.
Just as everyone was wavering between shock and doubt, footsteps came from outside the hall. A middle-aged man slowly walked in.
He had a tuft of beard on his chin and regular features, cutting quite a dignified figure.
"This... I've seen a living ghost! That really is Jiang Jingxuan!"
"He was still alive?!"
"What exactly happened ten years ago?"
For a moment, all the officials in the Imperial Court broke into discussion, disbelief written across every face.
When news of Jiang Jingxuan's death in battle had arrived that year, the Northern Guardian Marquis's Estate had erected a spirit tablet for him.
Now, a man who should have been dead for ten years was standing before them, alive and well.
How... could they not be shocked?
Li Bingzhang's expression shifted slightly at the sight of Jiang Jingxuan, and he glanced toward Jiang Jingcheng.
From Jiang Jingcheng's dark expression, it was clear.
Jiang Jingcheng... had plainly known about