"Miss, the young master is not at the inn. The shopkeeper said he checked out and left last night."
"Leave?" Song Lige stared at his eyes that were almost swollen and could not be opened. He held a handkerchief in one hand and pressed his eyes, while the other hand kept rubbing his eyebrows. His hands were trembling slightly, but there were tears on his face.
"Miss, what should I do? I should just ignore it and call the doctor."
"No." Song Lige closed her eyes and let the tears flow continuously. Her face was pale and her eyes were as big as walnuts. She looked a little weird and a little scary. Her clenched hands showed that she was in extreme pain.
After crying all night, she felt that her brain was so dizzy that she couldn't think of anything. She felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to unscrew her brain.
She also knew that it must be related to Murong Qiufeng.
"Ah, it's not good, miss." The maid who had just left suddenly opened the door in a panic and came in with a pale face.
"Don't scream, haven't you seen the lady in such discomfort?" Another maid scolded.
The maid was so anxious that she almost cried, "No, miss, there are many people outside."
"Speak clearly." Song Lige felt his ears were ringing and his head was dizzy. He felt even more irritated listening to the two girls arguing around him.
"Miss, those who came outside are those who were injured by Qin that day, and their families, saying they want, want..." When the maid said this, she was a little trembling and hesitant.
"Say." Song Lige responded angrily.
"They said they wanted to catch the vixen, and they also said that the lady was the vixen."
"What? Who said that? What bastard is so bold?" Before Song Lige could react, the maid beside her had already shouted angrily.
"Nunu asked about it and said that some of those men kept shouting the lady's name in their dreams last night, and while shouting... did such obscene things, their wives noticed it, and began to retaliate
Thinking that the harm caused by the sound of the piano was not cured, they went to see a doctor, but they said that there was nothing wrong with their health at all, they were just overindulging in sex. After the men woke up, after questioning by their wives, they all came out one by one, saying that it was
, being fascinated by sex and being used to do bad things, actually there is no harm at all.”
Although Song Lige's head was groggy, her consciousness was not unclear. She was stunned immediately, feeling a little uneasy in her heart. She vaguely felt something, but her brain felt like it was about to explode, making it impossible for her to think peacefully.
She quickly walked to a window and opened it. Through the gap, she saw a large number of people gathered in front of the restaurant, but there were obviously two parties making a noise.
It was only when some officers and soldiers finally showed up and said something that the crowd dispersed.
But soon, there was a knock on the door.
The two girls looked at each other, and one of them nervously opened the door. The ones knocking on the door were two officials.
"You two officers, what's the matter?"
"Excuse me, is Miss Song Lige here?" the two officials asked with serious expressions.
The maid's heart skipped a beat and she didn't know how to answer.
However, Song Lige had already walked over, with a haggard look on his face, tears on his face, and a look of heartbreak and death. He looked extremely pitiful, "You two officials, why don't you want to see Li Ge?"
The two officials looked at each other and softened their tone, "Miss Song, Mr. Fu Yin sent us to inform Miss that regarding yesterday's incident, your Excellency has already filed a case this morning. Mr. Murong is also awaiting trial in the palace, and the emperor will send someone down tomorrow.
During the trial, please ask Miss Song to cooperate and go to court."
Song Lige was stunned, "In court?"
"Yes, if Miss Song has any grievances, she can write a petition and submit it to the judge tomorrow. That's all. We will be here to protect Miss Song in the next few days. Miss Song, please don't worry or disturb her.
"With that said, the two of them clasped their fists and bowed their heads, then turned and left.
Song Lige's expression changed instantly, and his teeth clenched loudly.
"Miss, there are indeed many officers and soldiers guarding outside."
Song Lige turned around and slapped the table with her palm. The table immediately fell apart, and the sound of gnashing teeth came out of her throat, "What a Murong Qiu Feng, a good official who protects each other. Sure enough, none of the officials are good."
.”
"Miss, what should we do now?"
"What should we do? Huh, just wait and see what happens. We just need to insist on not letting go. That's fine. If we make a fuss, it's better to go to other countries and let everyone know how shameful Murong Qiu Feng is."
"Haha, the thief is really shouting to catch the thief. Who is more shameful?" Suddenly a crisp voice sounded.
Several people were shocked.
Song Lige was even more stunned. She didn't notice anyone else at all, "Who, who is it?"
"Huh, Song Lige, oh, no, it should be Lige. Qinkui Lige doesn't stay in your Qin Pavilion. Why does he come here to pick up yang and replenish yin? Could it be that the man in Yanyang can't satisfy Miss Lige anymore, and why?
Do you want to come out all the way to harm a good man?"
Song Lige's originally pale face suddenly turned even paler.
"Stupid woman, don't think that all men are playthings in your hands. Let me tell you, you have gone to the wrong place to act wild. This time, you are asking for blessings. Who allowed you to touch someone you shouldn't touch? Those charming eyes
, take it as the announcement of the beginning.”
Song Lige closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and his body was trembling slightly. The visitor had obviously left.
Song Lige's identity is not just as simple as Qin Kui, but her identity can be traced, and she is not a simple person. If this person is Murong Qiufeng, even if Murong Qiufeng is behind the Prime Minister's Mansion or the Prince's Mansion, it is not necessarily
It can be found out unless Mu Fenglou buys information. But even if you want to buy information from Mu Fenglou, you don't have to have money, let alone that quickly.
Isn't it to say that Murong Qiufeng is just an ignorant young man who has been neglected by his family since he was a child?
There was also the filing of the case, which transferred personal grudges to the undercurrent of the imperial court in just one step. It seemed that Shangguan Ye must have helped and protected Murong Qiufeng.
Damn it, how could a person like Murong Qiufeng be so important that Shangguan Ye would risk his reputation to help him? It seems that we really cannot underestimate that hypocrite.
It's just that this place is not Yanyang. If they are protected by each other, how can she survive. But she is not willing to leave. At the very least, she must justifiably let Murong Qiufeng return Brother Le's piano score.
"Miss, what should we do now?"
"There is no need to do anything, just wait until tomorrow. I want to see what tricks Murong Qiufeng can play."
"Miss, your eyes."
"It's okay, that's fine. I'll go to the doctor and tell the public that I'm disheartened and I'm crying. I'm so heartbroken that my eyes are seriously damaged."
"yes."
Most people may not be able to do much in one day, but for some people, it is enough to do a lot.
Although Murong Qiufeng was only the deputy landlord in name only in Mufeng Tower, he had the same rights as Yun Feiyang. He asked Mufeng Tower to investigate Song Lige. In just three hours, all the information about Song Lige since he was a child.
In front of him, including her belongings, one thing made Murong Qiufeng know how to break this scam, that is, Song Li's singer did not have Fengyiqin.