After rebirth, I rejected the Regent, but he pursued me instead

In prison, Qing Xuan whipped Xue Jintao's body over and over again with a whip, and Song Qi Yan just watched casually.

"Xue Jintao, where did the Blood Blade Sect get its money and soldiers? Who is behind you?"

"I've already said that I don't know about these things. It was clearly Mo Li who brought them here, but you didn't know about it and now you're interrogating me."

Xue Jintao sneered at the blood at the corner of his mouth, his tone was extremely weak, and it didn't sound like he was lying.

Qing Xuan slowly asked Song Qiyan for instructions, "Your Highness, I see that Xue Jintao has been beaten like this, but he still hasn't given in. I'm afraid he really doesn't know about this."

Song Qi Yan did not reply immediately, but thought carefully about the investigations of the past few days.

According to his understanding, not only has the financial situation of the Blood Knife Sect skyrocketed in recent days, but one-third of its soldiers have been specially trained. It is hard not to associate it with power.

Who is supporting the Blood Knife Sect from afar?

He tapped the table with his fingertips, thinking hard.

Now he has already controlled the power in Shu. If there is someone who really supports him secretly, it must be someone in the imperial court.

But what puzzled him even more was the death of Mo Li. It seemed as if he had already made up his mind. He sealed his mouth and chose to commit suicide. In order to get rid of Mo Li's hatred for him, he probably wanted to hide something from him.

He simply stood up and walked in front of Xue Jintao.

"Xue Jintao, I have something to ask you."

"I've already said I don't know! You keep asking me questions! I'm so annoying! You can kill me or chop me up, why bother hanging me here and beating me?"

"Humph."

Song Qiyan sneered, picked up a small knife, and lifted Xue Jintao's chin, "Why torture you? Just because you dare to touch my people."

With a frown on his face, he stabbed Xue Jintao in the waist with the knife. He could neither kill him nor let him live easily.

Instantly, Xue Jintao's scream lingered in the gloomy prison, and Xue Jintao cursed, "Damn it, Song Qiyan, you will go to hell!"

The man pursed his lips, flicked the blood on the hilt with his fingertips, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Go to hell? I have killed countless people, and you are not the only one who wants me to go to hell..."

He paused, his eyes narrowed, and he said with a cruel force that hurt people, "But if you don't obey, I will make you suffer."

After that, he put the handle of the knife up to Xue Jintao's throat and said, "Tell me, did you meet a man named Zhou Jingcheng in Shu back then? Or a man who escaped from the capital and was covered in wounds?"

"I said, I said."

Xue Jintao stared at the hilt with trembling eyes, his hair standing on end, and his mind frantically searching for everything about "Zhou Jingcheng".

"Oh, now I remember. I have indeed heard of this name, but in the Fu Sheng Sect..."

"Fu Sheng Cult?"

Song Qiyan raised his eyebrows, hesitated a little, and then continued to listen to Xue Jintao's words.

After a while, after interrogating Xue Jintao, Song Qiyan just came out of the mansion and met the county magistrate Shen Shuo who bowed to him respectfully.

"Meet Prince Jing."

"Get up."

Hearing this, Shen Shuo slowly stood up and bowed respectfully to Song Qi Yan.

"Your Highness blames me for not handling the matter in Shu properly, and you are bothering me to come down and handle it in person. You don't know that I have been unable to sleep or eat these past few days, and I have tried every way to save my daughter, but to no avail. If you hadn't saved my daughter, the consequences would be unimaginable. Let me thank Your Highness on behalf of my daughter."

"It's okay. This is a problem that arose from within the Netherworld Sect. Moreover, the power of the Blood Blade Sect has greatly increased. It will be difficult for you to solve it on your own without telling the court."

After a pause, he continued, "As for Ling Qianjin's matter, if we need to thank someone, we should thank Jiang's daughter. It was she who rescued Ling Qianjin single-handedly."

"Your Highness is right. I will send a pigeon to the Jiang family to express my gratitude."

Shen Shuo nodded repeatedly, but Song Qiyan started talking again.

"Oh, speaking of this. I see your daughter is always so careless in recognizing people. The county magistrate should discipline her properly, so that she won't go out and recognize her parents, or she will lose herself."

"what?"

Shen Shuo was startled, not knowing why Song Qi Yan brought up this matter. He just felt his face burning hot, and bent down to speak with some indescribable embarrassment.

"Haha, Your Highness, you don't know that my daughter lost her mother when she was young, and I was too busy with government affairs to take care of her, so I left her at my grandmother's house to raise her. That's why she developed this blind attitude. Your Highness, please be considerate. I will definitely discipline my daughter well in the future."

"Lost your mother?"

No wonder he is so close to Jiang Wanyu, I guess they have something in common.

Song Qiyan thought carefully about the day when he carried her on his back and she cried and told him that she lost her mother when she was a child.

He frowned and thought for a while, "Since you have no mother, your father should take better care of her. If you are too busy, your love will disappear. I think the county magistrate should take care of more. If you are too busy, I will give you more manpower."

Hearing this, Shen Shuo quickly bowed to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Looking up, Song Qiyan had left.

"Mr. County Magistrate, why is Prince Jing so courageous now? He was always so cold and indifferent before, but now he wants to help you lighten your burden?"

The subordinate beside him couldn't help but say something, but Shen Shuo just thought about it calmly.

"I think it's because of Miss Jiang."

After saying that, the two of them went back to the prison to deal with Song Qi Yan's funeral.

-

On this side, as soon as Song Qi Yan stepped out of the mansion, he heard a maid's hurried shouting.

"Miss, Miss, you can't run around like this!"

"No, no, I want to go find my dad!"

With a "bang", Shen Xiangling bumped into Song Qiyan.

"Your servant greets Prince Jing."

Song Qi Yan just waved his hand to ask him to stand up, ignored him, and bent down to look at the girl.

"Are you Shen Xiangling?"

(Song Qiyan asked deliberately.)

"Yes. Who are you? Do you know Ling'er?"

"I don't know her, but I know Jiang Wanyu."

"You know Wanwan's mother!"

Shen Xiangling's eyes lit up, and she hugged Song Qiyan, expecting to hear news about Jiang Wanyu from Song Qiyan.

But the man just patted her head calmly and said, "She is not your mother. You are not allowed to call her mother."

"Why?"

"because……"

Song Qiyan curled his lips slightly and said, "Because I am her husband, she is naturally mine too."

"Husband?"

Shen Xiangling was trying to figure out their relationship. She felt lost for a moment, but suddenly she raised her eyes and said, "Then I will just acknowledge you as my father. Ling'er wants Wanwan to be her mother, so godfather, please don't take Wanwan away."

Hearing this, Song Qi Yan raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that he was fooled by this kid. He wanted to refuse, but Shen Xiangling called him "godfather" affectionately. The more Song Qi Yan listened, the more uncomfortable he felt.

"Godfather, you have to be good to Mother Wanwan, and then bring Mother Wanwan to see Ling'er, okay?"

"it is good."

The coldness on Song Qiyan's face gradually faded. With a smile on his face, he gently touched Shen Xiangling, and at this moment he had forgotten everything else.

"I'll bring your mother to see you later."

Then he said goodbye and got on the carriage.

-

The carriage moved forward and Ling'er's figure gradually disappeared.

Song Qi Yan just pursed his lips and smiled, thinking, it would be great if he could really be a father one day.

Looking at Song Qiyan's disappointing appearance, Qingxuan felt that the prince had been fooled by Ling'er, and couldn't help but complain, "Prince, you will definitely be a daughter slave in the future..."