Zhou Hui jumped off his horse and looked at the woman sitting in the corner of Prince Qing's Mansion.
In the dim night, if it weren't for the white horse snorting and snorting beside him, he wouldn't have been able to see her here.
After just a few words of delay at Desheng Tower, the woman disappeared and he almost chased her to Qin Hu's house.
He wondered if she was going to kill Qin Hu.
Just like how she suddenly twisted off the murderous maid's head.
There were many tragic and horrific deaths on the battlefield, but at that moment he was still shocked.
I'm surprised how strong she is. It turns out that in addition to riding a horse and shooting arrows, she can also kill people at close range with her bare hands.
I was also surprised by her behavior.
He had never seen her like this. In the past, no matter how big the issue was, she would say it was just a trivial matter with a straight face.
Not to mention directly attacking people, it seemed that he didn't even bother to say a word.
Just like that, she stretched out her hand and twisted off the maid's head.
Zhou Hao ran over quickly and held Cheng Jiaoniang's shoulders.
"Why didn't you go in?" he asked.
Why are you sitting here? Could it be...
"Say it's okay, I don't need to go in." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Zhou Hao was stunned for a moment and then became furious.
"Ri Niang!" He yelled and rushed towards the door.
Although Prince Qing's Mansion looked the same as before, it was already well-prepared. Zhou Hui's rush was immediately noticed by the people inside the door, not to mention Zhou Hui kicked the door.
The door of Prince Qing's Mansion was kicked and made a muffled sound. However, because the Prince of Jin'an County had harsh words when the Mansion was first opened for renovation, the Si Yamen who renovated the house used enough real materials. The door only made a sound and did not move at all.
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"...You won't let us in? What kind of peace of mind can you have! You are fucking playing tricks on us! If it weren't for you, we would be in such misery!..."
"...Open the door! Damn bastard! Open the door!"
The door opened with curses, and all the crossbows were aimed at Zhou Hui in front of the door. The torches shone with a frightening cold light.
"Kill, kill, because of you, one of us has already died, one more is nothing!" Zhou Feng said with a sneer.
"What are you doing?"
Cheng Jiaoniang's voice sounded from behind.
"return."
Zhou Hui looked at these royal guards, turned around and walked away.
The crossbow was withdrawn like running water, and the door was closed. It seemed that everything just now had never happened, but the lantern hanging in front of the door illuminated a big footprint on the door, reminding him that everything was real.
The guards in the courtyard were standing ready.
"Sir." A guard turned around and whispered, "Are you just going to leave it alone?"
A staff member twirled his beard and looked solemn.
"What do they do?" he asked.
A guard who was peering at the door ran over.
"They are all sitting in the corner again," he said.
"Are you going to drive them away?" a guard asked.
The staff member shook his head.
"Don't brake at this time. We must be careful before confirming that the king has woken up." He said, "If they don't break in, let them go. Don't go out and let others take advantage of it."
"Perhaps Mrs. Cheng regrets accepting the invitation." A guard added.
The staff sneered.
"It's too late," he said.
Zhou Hao raised his foot and kicked the corner of the wall.
"What are you doing here?" he said through gritted teeth.
"Let's see if you can still use my help." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Then now they say no, why don't you leave?" Zhou Sheng said through gritted teeth.
Cheng Jiaoniang didn't say anything. She sat in the corner and looked at her hand. The wound on her hand was no longer bleeding, leaving only a faint pain.
"I just want to sit down for a while," she said.
"Don't you feel guilty?" Zhou Hui said, pointing at Prince Qing's Mansion, "They owe us! All this happened today because of them! We are the unreasonable disaster!"
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled and shook her head, as if she wanted to speak, but stopped.
"Hey, tell me." Zhou Hao noticed this and raised his eyebrows.
"I don't want to talk," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Zhou Hui understood this. She was just saying that she didn't understand, and it was all in vain! There was nothing to say!
What on earth is she thinking! If Qin Shisan is here, that kid must know...Qin Shisan...
Zhou Feng clenched his fist and smashed it against the wall.
How could this happen? How could it become like this in the blink of an eye?
He stretched out his hand to support the wall and stopped talking.
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There was a crisp snap.
Gao Xiaoguanren covered his face and took a few steps back.
"Father..." he shouted in fear.
"Who told you to kill Cheng Silang?" Gao Lingbo raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily, "How many times have I told you, hit the snake seven inches away and focus on the key points in your work. If you really want to kill her, you will kill her! Killing Cheng Silang will not harm Cheng.
What's the use of being a little girl! Other than irritating her and alerting her!"
The high-ranking officials wanted to cry but had no tears.
"Father, I didn't let anyone kill her," he said, "I just did what you said and asked someone to hold her back. Who knew that little bitch would become crazy!"
Gao Lingbo raised his hand again, and Gao Xiaoguanren hurriedly covered his face and backed away.
"Father, father, I really don't know." He shouted, "I was also tricked by this little bitch! Who knew she would actually kill Cheng Silang!"
Gao Lingbo took his hand back bitterly.
"Where are the people?" he asked.
Only then did the purgers standing aside dared to raise their heads.
"After the investigation, Cheng Silang has been taken away by the Cheng family, and everyone in Desheng Building has been imprisoned," said one.
Gao Lingbo took a few steps back and forth.
"What did you tell that official prostitute?" he asked again.
"Father, don't worry, I really only talked about face matters and didn't mention anything else." Gao Xiaoguan said hurriedly, "Even to that little bitch, I just ordered to prevent Cheng Silang from staying in Germany.
Shenglou, besides, that little bitch was also beaten to death by that woman."
He couldn't help but shudder when he said this.
The visitor reported that the little bitch named Wu Ling was killed by the woman who broke her neck with one hand.
Break your neck!
"So, father, don't worry, the investigation this time will not find us." Gao Xiaoguanren continued.
"Where is that woman now?" Gao Lingbo asked suddenly.
"In Prince Qing's Mansion." Qingke said hurriedly.
"Prince Qing's Mansion?" Gao Lingbo suddenly raised his eyebrows.
"Don't worry, sir." Qingke said with a smile, "I didn't even let her in. She was standing outside the door the whole time."
"The people in Prince Qing's Mansion are on guard against her." Another Qing guest said, "It seems that Prince Jin'an doesn't dare to seek medical treatment if he is seriously ill."
"If she doesn't leave, it can be seen that something is not going well with the county prince." Another Qing guest said, "When people come to report, they have quietly invited two more imperial doctors."
Gao Lingbo nodded.
"Finally, there is some good news. If the county prince dies, the woman who has refused Emperor Qing's consultation will never be spared. Killing two birds with one stone, if she is not dead," he said with a smile, "these two will never die again."
There was a rift."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, but he didn't want to make any further talk about celestial phenomena and destiny causing him to be caught off guard and embarrassed.
"Your Majesty is wrong." A Qing guest laughed and stretched out his finger, "It's not two, it's three."
Upon hearing this, the high-ranking official hurriedly stepped forward and nodded again.
"That's right, three of them. Speaking of which, we know that there is another person who did it. However, those scoundrels from the Cheng family won't believe what that person says now." He grinned.
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Sobs and cries came from the dark cell, accompanied by the sound of shackles being pulled.
"Go faster!"
Madam Zhu staggered as she was pushed, and there was a chaotic squelching sound. She stretched out her hand to hold on to the prison railing.
"Go in!" the stout prison woman shouted, reaching out and grabbing Madam Zhu's hair, "little bitch."
Madam Zhu screamed in pain and was pushed into a room and fell to the ground.
No prison woman came in, so she immediately closed the door.
Little Madam Zhu lifted her body up little by little, and the first thing she saw was a gorgeous plain brocade robe.
"...Do you know that he is your benefactor?"
Qin Hu's voice came from above his head.
Madam Zhu's body, which had been propped up, suddenly sank down again.
"I know that Mr. Cheng is a good man," she said.
"No, I'm not talking about him." Qin Hu said, "I'm talking about the person who killed your family's enemy Liu Xiaoli."
Madam Zhu suddenly raised her head.
"Really..." she said, "Is it really her?"
There were a lot of private rumors, but no one could provide any real evidence, and because there were so many unbelievable remarks about the lady, although she had heard about it, she never took it seriously.
Qin Hu looked at her and smiled slightly.
Under the dim oil lamp in the dark cell, the young man's smile was warm and dazzling.
"Of course," he said, "she and I did it together."
Miss Zhu looked at him.
"It was mainly her who did it. I just helped a little bit." Qin Hu smiled again and said, "You have harmed the benefactor who you want to erect the immortal tablet."
Mrs. Zhu shook her head with tears streaming down her face.
"No, I didn't, it wasn't me..." she cried, reaching out to grab the corner of Qin Hu's clothes, "Mr. Qin, it's really not me, it wasn't me who did it... I never wanted to kill Mr. Shiro, I didn't
I’ve thought about it…”
Never thought about it! Who has thought about it?
I've never thought about it, but...
Qin Hu looked at the woman in front of him and threw away her hand in disgust.
"But you still killed him!" he shouted, "you killed Cheng Silang!"
He reached out and grabbed Miss Zhu and lifted her up.
"You killed someone she cared about! Someone she cared about! She had already lost so much! You made her lose it again!"
Miss Zhu's face turned red when her neck was strangled, and she kept coughing.
No, no, not me….
She looked at the young man in front of her. This was about the time when she was closest to him, and his hands were holding the skirt of her clothes. She could feel the warmth of those hands through the summer clothes.
"The tea has become cold, and Miss Zhu is also depressed. It would be better to have some hot tea."
"Then thank you very much, Master."
Madam Zhu looked at the face in front of her.
She could tell that he was depressed, and he could also hear the worry and concern in her music.
"Isn't it time to thank my bosom friend? If it weren't for my bosom friend, wouldn't the music you played to soothe my mood have been in vain?"
"Young Master is wrong. It is your business to know whether to listen or not. It is your slave's duty to play or not to play. This is your duty."
The person in front of me seemed to be laughing.
"Okay, what a good job, you are somewhat similar to her..."
Yes, in fact, he smiled and was happy not because of himself, but because of his resemblance to her.
Miss Zhu slowly smiled.
Qin Hu let go of her and threw her to the ground.
"You didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of you."
"Do you still think you are innocent? This is all because of you!"
Madam Zhu fell to the ground and smiled.
"Yes, it's all because of the slave family." She said, raising her head, "Qin Langjun said it was because of the slave family, then it is because of the slave family."
Qin Hu looked at her with a cold smile on his face.
"Then you know what to do, right?" he said slowly.
Miss Zhu looked at him and nodded with a smile.
"I know." She said.
After saying this, Qin Hu didn't look at her again. He opened the door and walked out. The door was closed.
Madam Zhu looked at a short stool placed in the empty cell, slowly climbed over, took off her belt, stood up and stood on the four-legged stool.
This cell has windows.
Madam Zhu was a little surprised. She reached out and grabbed the ring formed by her belt and looked up.
Look, you can see outside, the sky seems to be getting brighter!
Higher, higher, see more clearly.
Miss Zhu stood on tiptoe.
In fact, when her mother was like this, she should have taken her with her, but it is not too late now, she is going to see her parents. Although her reputation has been ruined, her body is still clean.
A smile appeared on her lips, which was already pretty good, and the four-legged stool was kicked down with a snap.
The east was bright, and Qin Hu, who was standing outside the cell, looked up.
Don't rush, come one by one.
He reached up and lifted his hood to cover his head, got into the carriage and drove away.
Bright light gradually penetrated into the room, and the waiter who was sitting and taking a nap suddenly lowered his head and woke up. He subconsciously looked towards the bed, only to see a pair of eyes looking at him.
The waiter was stunned for a while and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub his eyes.
"Your Highness?" he shouted.
Prince Jin'an looked at him, his eyes a little distracted.
"Huh?" He responded with a weak voice.
The waiter jumped up from the ground.
"Your Highness is awake! Your Highness is awake!"
The door opened with a clang, causing Zhou Hui, who was sitting in the corner, to turn his head suddenly and look over.
A carriage sped out in the direction of the palace.
It won't be...
He stood up and couldn't help but take a few steps towards this side.
The horse neighed behind him. Zhou Hui turned around quickly and saw Cheng Jiaoniang getting on the horse.
"Huh?" he shouted.
Cheng Jiaoniang glanced at him.
"Let's go, it's dawn, I've had enough sitting, and want to go back." She said, "There are still many things to do."
Zhou Hui looked at Prince Qing's Mansion, then at her, nodded, pulled his horse and got on.
Facing the gradually brightening morning light, people and horses walked away on the street one after another.
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It’s weird that I can get votes for writing this plot, hahaha, but I still have to ask for it, because I care, I care whether you are still here or not.
I'm sorry for making everyone depressed.
Thank you very much for your persistence this month. Next month, I will ask for your help. Please, thank you.
PS: Tomorrow morning’s update will be postponed to the afternoon until I adjust. (To be continued)
