Feng Jing nodded, but she still felt uneasy. She turned around and looked at Qingluan and ordered: "Go find Miss Lu Er and keep an eye on her to see what's going on with her?"
Qingluan glanced at Fengjing and said respectfully: "Master, be careful."
After saying this, she turned around to find Lu Qing.
Feng Jing and Qing Dai walked all the way forward. Prince Qing's Mansion was a big place and she got lost while walking. Feng Jing was too lazy to walk any further and just found a pavilion sheltered from the wind to sit down and rest.
Qing Dai, who was following beside her, said with self-reproach: "Today, the slaves were careless. In the future, the slaves must be careful."
Qingluan and Qingdai were secret guards and had never been on a mission, so they were not careful enough.
But Feng Jing didn't mean to blame them. She brought them out just to train and train them.
"Don't blame yourself. They have their own plans. Even if we are cautious, they will take action. But you have also seen that women's battlefield is not much better than men's battlefield. Please be careful in the future."
"Yes, Master."
As soon as Feng Jing finished speaking, footsteps sounded outside the pavilion.
The master and the servant looked up and saw that the person who came was actually Lu Zhiyuan, the second son of Dongning Mansion, the man Feng Jing was chasing in the past.
Lu Zhiyuan swept away the exquisite beauty in the past, and his whole person looked depressed, gloomy and without brilliance.
He looked at Feng Jing with hatred in his eyes. If it weren't for this woman, how could he have become a cripple?
That's right, Second Young Master Lu had his leg broken last time. Later, his leg was healed, but he became a cripple. Now he has lost his former glory and will be ridiculed and ridiculed wherever he goes.
He blamed Feng Jing for all this.
"Are you satisfied that I have become like this?"
Second Young Master Lu looked at Feng Jing with hatred.
Seeing Feng Jing become so beautiful and him become like this, the second young master Lu hated her even more.
Feng Jing looked puzzled: "Is there something wrong with your brain? Don't you blame the people behind the scenes who instigated you to deal with me? Don't you blame the people who broke your legs? You blame me? It's just those people with high positions and authority. You can't blame them.
You can only blame your hatred on a low-status person like me."
When Feng Jing said the last word, her tone was full of ridicule.
"Wimp."
After she finished speaking, she wanted to leave. Young Master Lu had been ridiculed for a while. After hearing Feng Jing's words, he subconsciously raised his hand to hit Feng Jing.
Behind Feng Jing, Qing Dai raised her hand and slapped her in the face.
Qingdai was a secret guard and was extremely powerful. She slapped Mr. Lu to the ground with one slap.
Feng Jing didn't want to pay attention to this person anymore and turned around to leave. The second young master Lu, who was slapped to the ground, suddenly rushed over and hugged Feng Jing's legs, crying loudly.
"You made me a lame, you have to pay for my legs, pay for my legs."
Feng Jing felt as if her legs were wrapped around snakes, which was extremely annoying.
She raised one foot and kicked Master Lu Er hard away. Thinking that Lu Er dared to hug her leg, she raised her foot angrily and stepped on Lu Er's hand.
Lu Er suddenly started to cry in pain, and this time he really cried in pain.
"Let go, let me go."
He struggled to hit Fengjing with his other good hand, but Fengjing simply raised her other foot and stepped on both of Lu Er's hands.
She stepped on it so hard that Lu Er felt pain as if his heart was being cut out, and his whole face was twisted in pain.
But even though he cried in pain, he didn't call anyone to save him.
Feng Jing suddenly felt that this matter was no longer simple. Lu Er suddenly appeared to stop her, fearing that he had some conspiracy.
Just as Feng Jing was thinking about it, footsteps sounded on the quiet path behind her.
She subconsciously looked over and found that it was Qingluan who came, and Qingluan's face looked very ugly.
Feng Jing ignored Lu Er and turned around and walked towards Qing Luan: "What happened?"
Qingluan glanced at Lu Er in front of the pavilion and whispered softly: "Lv Qing is dead."
Feng Jing's apricot eyes narrowed sharply, then she walked away.
Later, Lu Er also heard Qingluan's words and was stunned, as if he had been struck by lightning.
My sister is dead? How could she die?
No, that's not right.
My sister told me clearly before that she wanted him to keep Feng Jing in check and not let anyone see her. She found someone to pretend to be Feng Jing, and the two of them quarreled on purpose, and then her sister was injured, so that she could ruin Feng Jing's reputation.
To say that she is the princess of Yanjin is too much to deceive others.
But now her sister is dead? Feng Jing was stopped by him, so who killed her sister?
Second Master Lu's whole body softened and his face turned pale.
Feng Jing ignored Second Young Master Lu and walked forward with Qing Luan and Qing Dai.
Qingluan said quickly: "I found the master's ring, let's put it on quickly."
Feng Jing responded, and Qing Luan replaced the ring that Feng Jing was wearing before.
Feng Jing noticed that the jade pendant seemed to have been washed. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why does the pendant seem to have been washed?"
Qingluan looked at Feng Jing carefully and said softly: "This ring was taken from Miss Lu Er's hand. It was stained with Miss Lu Er's blood. My slave took it and washed it."
When Feng Jing heard this, she instantly felt uncomfortable. It wasn't that she was afraid of dying, but that she was disgusted.
But thinking about the current unknown situation, I can only hold back.
Qingluan conveniently wanted to put away the ring pendant given by Pei Lin, but Fengjing reached out and took it.
She stuffed it into her sleeves. In fact, she took the opportunity to rent some space with space points and store the ring in it.
Now she can't afford to spend points to buy space, so she can only rent it for a while to cover up the matter of two rings.
"Let's go."
The master and servant had just walked a few steps when they heard chaotic voices in front of them.
"Miss Lu Er of Dongning Bofu was killed."
"He was killed over there in the Purple Bamboo Forest."
"Who can kill her properly?"
"This is so unlucky."
The discussion was mixed with heart-wrenching cries.
As expected, this person should be Mrs. Dong Ningbo, Lu Qing's mother.
Her daughter died tragically, how could she not be sad?
Feng Jing quietly followed a group of people with her two maids. At this time, everyone's attention was on Lu Qing's death, and no one noticed their master and servants.
There were people standing beside the Purple Bamboo Forest in Prince Qing's Mansion. King Qing Pei Yi, Prince Qing's Crown Prince Pei Shu and others had already received the news and rushed over with their people.
All the guests attending the banquet on the male guest's side also came over.
Among them were people from the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and Jingzhao Mansion.
King Qing did not let the people from the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple intervene, and handed the case into the hands of Jingzhao Prefecture Yin.
Jingzhao Prefecture Yin is Princess Qing's biological brother, so leaving this matter in his hands, Prince Qing can rest assured.
The people in Dali Temple didn't care, but the Minister of Punishment was particularly dissatisfied, and his expressions were extremely unhappy.
But King Qing ignored him.
"Master Yang, please investigate this case."
Yang Fuyin, who was the brother-in-law of King Qing, immediately ordered people to go to the government office to invite the government official, Yi Zuo and others to come over.
He first began to interrogate Lu Qing's maid: "Tell me who your young lady met before she died?"
The two maids' faces were pale, and they were on the verge of fainting.
I don’t understand how my young lady was suddenly killed brutally when she was doing well.
"She, she met Princess Jin before she died. The two of them had a quarrel by the purple bamboo forest. The slaves wanted to step forward to protect the young lady, but the young lady refused. The two of them entered the purple bamboo forest with a quarrel. Later, the slaves did not