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Chapter 51

After hearing Su Heng tell the reason for the incident, Ming Ling understood the current situation.

"Young Master Su is suspicious. Zhao Huiyuan invited Miss Su out and then kidnapped her?"

"It's not doubt, it's him!"

Upon hearing this, Ming Ling looked calm. After thinking for a while, she said, "Can you let me see the letter Zhao Huiyuan wrote to Miss Su?"

The letter had been thrown away in the chaos just now. However, as soon as Mingling spoke, Su Heng immediately asked someone to search for it. He soon found the letter in the front yard and handed it to Mingling.

Zhao Feiyang was about to say that the letter was not written by him, but when he saw Ming Ling looking at Su Heng, "The handwriting on this letter was not written by Zhao Huiyuan."

Zhao Feiyang suddenly became surprised, and Su Heng was even more confused and said: "Master Ming, this handwriting is indeed Zhao Ke's, why is it not made by him?"

"I have been studying calligraphy for several years and can still distinguish different handwriting. Although the letter is very similar to Zhao Huiyuan's handwriting, I can be sure that this word is definitely not written by Zhao Huiyuan. However, those who imitate his handwriting are masters, otherwise they would not have deceived Master Su's eyes."

Ming Ling said and looked at Zhao Feiyang again, "I guess Zhao Huiyuan felt very wronged at this time, and he didn't know who was going to frame him like this."

However, Zhao Feiyang felt no grievances in his heart at this time. Since he traveled here, he has had a miserable setting. If he felt wronged in this matter, he would probably not have lived for so long.

The only thing he thought about now was that Ming Ling had never seen his handwriting, so why is he so sure that the letter was not written by him?

Seeing that the situation was about to be reversed, Chen Yuan hurriedly spoke, "Master Ming, you have to be responsible for your words. You said that the letter was not written by Zhao Ke, so was it really not written by him? We have all seen Zhao Ke's handwriting, and the handwriting on the letter was obviously his. Is Master Ming very familiar with Zhao Ke? This remark has to be carefully studied!"

However, Ming Ling ignored Chen Yuan's words at all and said to Su Heng: "Young Master Su, I guaranteed it with my years of friendship with the veteran General Su Dingfang. The letter was indeed not written by Zhao Huiyuan."

After he finished speaking, the scene became quiet instantly. The Su family and Chen Yuan looked at Su Heng one after another, waiting for him to make a decision.

But in a moment, Su Heng reacted and looked at the Su family's subordinates and said, "Let them all down."

Chen Yuan was shocked, and the servants were stunned, but they still took the sword back into the scabbard.

"Since Master Ming has spoken, I naturally believe in you, but Yuxuan's disappearance still has nothing to do with him."

Su Heng seemed much calmer, but he still suspected Zhao Feiyang.

Ming Ling's eyes turned slightly, thinking of the causes and consequences that Su Heng had just told, and asked, "What Master Su is talking about is the sachet?"

"That's right, that sachet is Yuxuan's personal belonging, now in the Zhao family..."

"Seven days ago, I saw Miss Xueer passing by me with a sachet. I wonder if it was the same?"

Ming Ling directly interrupted Su Heng's words and turned her eyes to Zhao Xueer.

Zhao Xueer was extremely excited and hurriedly replied: "That's right, it's the same one. It was given to me by Miss Su's personal maid seven days ago, so I must hand it over to my brother. At that time, Master Ming, you are about to leave, and we met."

Ming Ling nodded with a smile, "If I remember correctly, the sachet that Miss Xueer held was embroidered with daylily lily. When Miss Su was born, Old General Su Dingfang told me about the origin of Miss Su's name. The word Xuan means pure and noble, and Miss Su's embroidery has always been different from other women."
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