The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

Just when Zhao Jing was in despair, Liu Tian's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, interrupting Zhao Qi:
"Your Majesty, Du Hao, Commander of the Jin Yiwei, has something to see."

Zhao Qi frowned when he heard this, the Commander of Jin Yiwei knew that Du Hao was Ji Zhong's deputy, Ji Zhong had already entered the palace, and he came to ask for an interview urgently, probably something urgent happened.

"Pass!" he said immediately.

Not long after, Du Hao came to the room and reported to Zhao Qi:

"Your Majesty, I have something urgent to report."

"Speak."

Du Hao glanced at everyone, and said something that shocked them inexplicably:
"The real culprit has appeared."

Zhao Qi and Ji Zhong looked at each other and asked quickly:

"Tell me carefully!"

"After Master Ji left, we were all waiting. Unexpectedly, a guard called for help came from the mortuary room. I immediately led the troops to go, but I saw a man fighting fiercely with a group of guards. When I saw The appearance of the man was taken aback, it was exactly the same as the one in the portrait."

"Ah?" Everyone was shocked when they heard the words. Wasn't Zhao Jing on the painting?But isn't Zhao Jing in the palace right now?
"Look carefully!" Ji Zhong asked quickly.

"My lord, this subordinate also suspected that he was wrong, so he immediately called a witness and asked him to judge."

"How?" Zhao Qi also asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, the witness insisted that this was the person he saw that night!" Du Hao replied.

Zhao Qi's expression moved slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "Where is that person? Have you ever caught it?"

"That man is highly skilled in martial arts, and his sword skills are so superb that he is almost invincible. We can't stop him at all, so I came here to ask for help."

"Excellent sword skills!" A trace of excitement flashed in Ji Zhong's eyes, "Your Majesty, Tang Zexiong died with a knife cutting his throat. This person must be the murderer!"

Zhao Jing looked at Zhao Qi in astonishment when she heard the words. She thought Tang Zexiong died in the fire, but he died from a knife wound?
She didn't use a knife!

She is not a murderer!
Zhao Jing's expression was captured by Zhao Qi, and he immediately gave Ji Zhong an order:

"I pass on my word of mouth, the Beijing Infantry Battalion will assist you in handling the case, and the real culprit must be brought to justice!"

"Yes!" Ji Zhong saluted Zhao Qi, and then hurried away with Du Hao.

After they left, Zhao Qi suddenly looked at Zhao Jing: "Do you have something to say to me?"

Same problem as before.

But different from before, this time Zhao Jing chose to answer:
"Father, son, just stabbed him twice, one on the shoulder and one on the leg, but it was not fatal."

Zhao Qiheng said, "Why didn't you say it just now?"

"My son thought that it was my son who stabbed him so that he couldn't escape from the fire." Zhao Jing quickly explained.

"Insanely stupid! If Liu Tian hadn't reported the letter in time, you would have harmed yourself!" Zhao Qi reprimanded.

"I know I was wrong."

"You know your mistake? Where did you go wrong?" Zhao Qi asked.

"Your servant shouldn't be so bold."

"You know it's wrong? You also know that this move is audacious?" Zhao Qi was furious when he heard this, and severely reprimanded Zhao Jing.

Although Zhao Jing was scolded miserably, she was really happy in her heart, because she was not the murderer, so she didn't have to say goodbye to Jia Jue forever.

Zhao Qi scolded Zhao Jing, and the anger in his heart gradually calmed down.

In fact, he was also extremely happy about this matter.

Regardless of whether this matter is public or private, the murderer should not and cannot be the princess.

After the anger disappeared, his thoughts and thoughts became more active, and a doubt appeared in his mind:

When he was about to deal with Zhao Jing, the murderer jumped out and appeared in the Yamen. Why?
Is there such a coincidence?

According to what Du Hao said, he would not be able to catch the murderer with his team, but why did he still fight endlessly with several soldiers in the mortuary room, and even waited for witnesses to show up at the scene?

Such a behavior is like deliberately letting people see his appearance and identify him.

Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly looked at Zhao Jing:
"It turns out that he is clearing your suspicion! He is saving you!"

Zhao Jing was taken aback for a moment, but then she suddenly realized:
"What the father said is true, there can be no two sons and ministers in this world, unless..."

Zhao Qi took the conversation and continued: "Unless that person is very familiar with you, and happens to know the facts of the case, and has the means to pretend to be you."

Having said that, a handsome figure appeared in front of the two of them at the same time.

Zhao Jing looked up into the distance, and murmured:
"Is that you?"

……

Tapping.

"Zhao Jing" ran to a street with all her strength, and jumped onto the carriage parked by the side of the road.

"Thanks for your hard work." A gentle voice appeared in her ear.

"Zhao Jing" sat down, panting heavily.

Jin Yiwei chased after her like a mad dog, and it took her a lot of effort to get rid of them.

"Jin Yiwei is about to catch up, take off your clothes soon." The voice continued.

"Zhao Jing" took a few breaths: "I have no strength, you can do it."

Jin Yiwei has many people who are riding horses, running with only two legs is better than four legs, almost exhausting all her energy.

After the words fell, she suddenly felt her body lighten up, and her whole body fell into a warm embrace.

She raised her head quickly, but met a pair of star-like eyes.

"Girl, don't blame me, it's all about expediency." The man said softly.

However, his hands moved, and he took off her clothes with skillful techniques and quick speed.

Even though she just took off her camouflage jacket and there were still clothes inside, a shyness surged in her heart for the first time.

But his movements were really fast, and before she had time to feel it for a while, the coat had already been taken off.

Then, there was another chill on his face, and that delicate mask was also taken off.

"You, can't you be lighter? It hurts so much!" Ji Yun glared at him.

The mask was glued on, so it was painful to tear it off so suddenly.

The man was about to speak, but suddenly there was a sound of horseshoes outside the carriage, and then there was a burst of shouting:

"Who's in the car!"

The voice fell, but the curtain of the car was roughly torn off, and the fully armed Jin Yiwei stood outside the car, and the leader was another Jin Yiwei commander, Wu Feng.

It was Wu Feng who spoke. He thought the murderer was hiding in the car, but at this moment, a handsome and refined young man appeared in front of him. This young man was very familiar to him, it was Jia Jue!
This is not the point, the point is that he is holding a woman with flushed face and panting slightly in his arms.

Seeing the woman's appearance, a look of disbelief flashed across his face.

How could it be her?

He thought he had read it wrong, so he quickly rubbed his eyes and looked again.

But the result is still the same.

He smiled awkwardly: "You guys, go on, go on, haha, excuse me, excuse me."

While laughing, he reinstalled the curtain of the carriage.

But after installing the car curtain, he galloped back and roared excitedly:
"Master Ji! Great joy, great joy! What a great joy!"