Daughter Of Rebellious Minister

Lingzhi was so frightened that she was crying. "Honorable Yu, please don't take me away. I … I was just collecting money for some work!"

"My good days have just come, I beg you not to kill me!"

Song Que was outside the door. Hearing this, he could be sure that the person was killed by Lingzhi, but he still hadn't found out who was behind him.

"Impossible! We have no enmity between us, why do you want to kill me?!"

At this point, Lingzhi had a question and answer. As she cried, she also begged for mercy, but she still had to answer, "I don't know. Fu Gui told me to do it. Yes, Fu Gui!"

Meng Zixian knew that Fugui had been punished for the past few days. His mouth was hard, and he had never opened it. Now that Lingzhi had put all the blame on Fugui, it made everyone laugh.

"If you want to take revenge, then go and find Fugui! "Really, it's none of my business —!" The Lingzhi's scream was stuck in her throat. Her face was flushed red as if she had suddenly suffered an infarct, and she fell to the ground, unable to get up.

The three phoenixes immediately went to check on his pulse. Lingzhi was still alive.

"Protect her well and don't let her die." Song Que gave the order and went to interrogate Fugui that night.

Meng Zixian followed behind. Fugui was hanging his breath and didn't say anything.

"Lingzhi has already been admitted. You killed Imperial Concubine Rong while she killed Noble Yu."

"Wh, what!" Fugui had a look of disbelief on his face.

Song Qi He stood in front of Fu Gui and said, "Do you want her to continue living? "If you want, say who ordered you."

"Otherwise, I'll slice apart the Lingzhi's flesh right in front of you."

Fugui suddenly had a fierce face. Even though his body was in unbearable pain, he still struggled to get up and try to pounce on Song Que's neck. However, his power was limited and was pushed back by Song Que.

"Don't even think about dying. If you die, I'll let you die like Lingzhi. In the end, both of you are husband and wife, and losing your life is also not bad."

Song Que spoke coldly as if he was saying, "Did you eat today?" It was normal, but the power of the pressure was definitely there.

This was killing the heart.

Fugui had feelings for Lingzhi. It was a good thing that her feelings were deep, or else he wouldn't be able to say anything at all.

After Song Que finished speaking, he left. Before Fugui could think about it, Meng Zixian saw him leave and followed him out of the basement.

However, he did not leave, as if he had expected something.

Sure enough, not long after, someone came up to report that Fugui was willing to confess.

Song Que went down personally, but Meng Zixian didn't want to look at these anymore. She sat on a stool at Song Que and casually took out a book to read.

After a while, Song Qi came up with a calm face. Meng Zixian casually asked: "What did you get?" Why is your face so ugly? "

Her tone was casual and had a hint of concern that he didn't notice. Song Lianhe heard it and was stunned for a moment.

"Madam Zheng."

"Isn't that good? Just investigate it? "

Song Que didn't say anything. Meng Zixian was watching and didn't expect him to reply. One of them was standing by the window deep in thought while the other was reading. It seemed like both of them were living a peaceful life …

"You've worked hard today. Go back." Song Que gave the order to leave. Mencius took his book and went back to her room.

Madam Zheng was just a minor official. What was wrong with a minor official who couldn't even make it to the imperial court? Gu Jing City didn't have any connections with her, so why would they harm Gu Jing City?

This was a question that Song Que thought about. He thought about the relationship between interests and lay in bed for a long time before falling asleep.

Meng Zixian had a good night's sleep. Song Qi called her over early in the morning and took him to the Spring Garden.

Inside the box of the Spring Garden, Song Qi and Gu Jing City were discussing things. Meng Zixian, bored, went to find Yang Chunzi to play.

Yang Chunzi was practicing his martial arts. He waved his hand at Meng Zixian, making a provocative gesture. Meng Zijue, seeing that he wanted to compete, naturally wanted to accompany him.

Tiptoeing lightly, he leaned forward and slapped towards Meng Zixian. Yang Chunzi twisted his body, grabbed Meng Zixian's wrist with one hand and chopped towards her wrist with the other.

Meng Zixian kicked out. Yang Chunzi had no choice but to give up his attack. She shouted, "Why are you so ruthless!? Do you want to cripple me!? "

If that hand of hers chopped down, then the light would be broken while the heavy would be the breaking of her meridians. This would be the death of her. Moreover, this completely merciless appearance could only cause her to become serious.

The two of them fought in the yard, back and forth, but neither of them took advantage of the other. Meng Zixian's lightness skills were good, and she dodged quickly. Yang Chunzi was fast, and her hands were strong.

"Your kung fu is good."

"Thank you for being lenient."

The two of them were modest, but Meng Zixian knew that Yang Chunzi had really gone easy on them. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to beat him and would have been injured.

Yang Chunzi knew too many things. His kung fu was good, as well as his disguise. As a man, his voice could be imitated in a wide range. Meng Zixian was really envious. Most importantly, Yang Chunzi must be very rich …

Although there were many treasures in the palace now, they could only be collected. If she brought them to the pawnshop, she might be found by the government in the next second. The treasures in the palace all had records.

Therefore, Meng Zixian's usable assets could be said to be very little.

Yang Chunzi then called Meng Zixian over to study ink, while he drew a mask on the side, "The best is actually human skin."

When Meng Zixian heard this, goosebumps rose up all over her body.

"There has always been a price for this, but the person who uses it has to pay a price as well."

"The skin of a person, when compared to the drawing, is always better."

Yang Chunzi's technique was very good. She quickly drew the outline, and then she needed to make a model.

Meng Zixian stood aside, watching quietly. Occasionally, Yang Chunzi would give a few words of guidance.

On the other side, a group of people were discussing the Zheng Family's officials. On the other side, the Master and disciple were in harmony with each other.

"Zheng Ning."

After finding out the surnamed Zheng's name, Gu Jingcheng instantly thought of something. "Previously, I had sent a letter and wanted to impeach him, but I didn't manage to do it."

"Zheng Ning …" Gu Jingcheng stretched his chin as he pondered.

Song Que silently nodded his head. Gu Jingcheng continued: "Although I don't know why, but right now, there are still clues. It's better than nothing. We just need to find out and continue investigating."

"Yes."

The two of them had talked a little before, and now that they had finished talking, the singing continued to go on. Gu Jingcheng shook his head and shook his head, mesmerized by what he had heard.

Song Que looked outside and saw Meng Zian wasn't back yet. He frowned.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Gu Jingcheng casually said: "Come in."

The one who came in was Yang Chunying. When she came in to get some tea, Song Qi saw her and asked, "Did you see a girl dressed in blue?"

Yang Chunying thought about it and replied, "Are you talking about Miss Meng?"

"She is with big brother."