Recipe for Fine Salt

She asked hesitantly, "Is there really no possibility of forgiveness? If he donated all his assets to the Imperial Court, wouldn't it still be impossible?"

Ming Zhiyan was sitting up straight. He looked straight into her eyes, and with a serious face, he said, "Miss Jian, I know that he is your friend. You can't bear to see him being sentenced for his crimes, but his mistakes are his mistakes. In my place, the laws of Great Wei will never make an exception for anyone. He will be sentenced the same way. His assets will naturally return to the hands of Great Wei after he is sentenced."

Jian Qingqing knew that Ming Zhiyan was a fair person and would never be biased, however, she still asked stubbornly, "Since you didn't immediately arrest him, it means that you don't want to arrest him. Giving him time is also giving you time. Don't you want to save him..."