In the house, more than ten boys were thrown on the ground. Their ages ranged from five or six years old to eleven or twelve years old. Each of them was lying on the ground with his face on the ground, his knees bent and his hands tied behind his back.

These children's eyes were filled with fear. Their tears and snot rolled down to the ground, mixed with the mud and stuck to their faces. No one dared to make a sound. Only silent tears rolled down their faces.

Because just a quarter of an hour ago, one of the boys escaped, and the man in charge of guarding the place had his head chopped off by a knife because he failed to do his job properly.

The head rolled beside them, with its eyes open, as if it had died with its eyes open. The corpse lay half an inch in front of them, and blood was still gushing out from the broken neck and flowing under their bodies.

From time to time, there was a strong smell of urine on the ground.

In another room separated by a wall, a piece of cut rope was scattered on the ground.

Ling Heng stood at the window, silent and silent.

A man in his forties, with a plump build and a small goatee, kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

This person is Xu Jianzhou, who has been managing Ling Heng's businesses in various prefectures in Northern Jin.

After a while, someone came to report: "Your Majesty, the person has not been found."

Xu Jianzhou was so scared that he fell to his knees: "My Lord, what should we do now?"

Ling Heng turned around and glanced coldly at the man on the ground. After a moment, he walked over and helped him up from the ground: "Uncle, did the child who escaped see your face?"

Xu Jianzhou wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeves, "No, absolutely not. I just got the news that a new batch of goods was received, and I came here immediately. Before I even got off the car, I heard that a child ran away."

Ling Heng took a deep breath and said, "That's good. Since it has already happened, and it was unintentional, this place can no longer be used. Find a more secluded place."

Xu Jianzhou: "Yes, I have already thought of a place."

"No one will be left alive today."

Xu Jianzhou was so frightened that his body went limp and he knelt down again: "My Lord, you will not spare any of them?"

Ling Heng snorted coldly and turned to walk out: "Since you can't handle such a small matter, there's no need to keep it. You should hand over the remaining children immediately and send them over."

Xu Jianzhou's forehead was covered with cold sweat. "Yes, yes, I will hand him over right now. I will hand him over right now."

As for where that place is, he doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know.

Li Shuangwan was writing in the study.

There was a bloody smell on Ling Heng's body, and Li Shuangwan smelled it as soon as he came back.

He embraced Li Shuangwan from behind, rested his head on her shoulder, and breathed hot air on her face: "Ah Wan, what are you writing?"

Li Shuangwan got goosebumps all of a sudden and broke away from him: "Copy the Buddhist scriptures. Aren't we going to Yue Lao Temple tomorrow? The old people said that the Buddhist scriptures copied by hand and placed in front of Yue Lao's statue are more effective."

Ling Heng chuckled, his heart full of ridicule, the ignorant and stupid woman: "You believe this too."

Dinner was placed on the table one by one.

Ling Heng picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it in her bowl, then raised his eyelids to look at her: "I heard that you asked Zhou Wen to go to the farm and bring two people to the palace?"

"Yes, a pair of siblings, both of them are honest farmers. Their grandparents and my parents have been looking after the farm for me. I like this pair of siblings very much. I thought of them early in the morning and asked Uncle Zhou to bring them here."

Ling Heng looked at the woman in front of him with a smile in his peach blossom eyes, as if he could see something from her face.

"What's wrong, Your Highness? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Ling Heng sneered and laughed: "Nothing, if I hadn't known that what happened to Qinglian today was an accident, I would have thought that Ah Wan had the ability to predict the future, and that's why I asked Zhou Wen to pick someone up from the farm so early."

Li Shuangwan's heart suddenly jumped, but his face remained motionless: "Your Highness, why do you say that? If I had this ability, when Concubine Wan Shu asked Qinglian to get something, I would have gone with her. She served Your Highness for so many years, and she died just like this. It's really sad."

Ling Heng served Li Shuangwan a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her: "I just said that casually, Ah Wan, what are you thinking about."

Li Shuangwan lowered his eyes: "I was wrong. I should have informed His Highness about this matter earlier. I overstepped the boundaries."

"Although Prince Heng's Mansion is in financial difficulty, you can still get one or two servants if you want. Just ask Butler Wu for them, and you can save yourself the trouble."

Li Shuangwan raised her ignorant eyes: "Then, what should we do? Otherwise, I will send him back to the manor. Yizhu..."

Ling Heng sneered in his heart, but smiled gently: "Forget it, since you are already here, just stay."

On the contrary, it makes King Heng look petty. He can just ask someone to investigate. If there is any problem, he can let the secret guards kill it with one sword.

"But I still say the same thing. If you still don't have enough manpower, you can ask Butler Wu for more. Ah Wan, you also know that my father... Prince Heng's Mansion is not like other mansions. You need to be careful about everything."

"Yes, I've made note of it."

Ling Heng pushed the soup towards her: "This is the freshly made soup in the kitchen. I added some dried shrimps to make it more delicious. Wan, try it."

Li Shuangwan snorted in her heart and smiled faintly: "Your Highness, I am allergic to shrimps."

Ling Heng's hand froze in mid-air, and he coughed awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I, I didn't know, Ah Wan, it's my fault. I'll give the order right away, no shrimps are allowed in the kitchen of Prince Heng's Mansion from now on."

Li Shuangwan said nothing.

After dinner, Sipo brought news that no news had been heard from the Wan Mansion.

Ling Heng looked at Li Shuangwan deeply. Could it be that Ke Xia’s death and Qing Lian’s death really had nothing to do with her?

The next morning, Yi Zhu helped Li Shuangwan wash up while saying, "Princess, His Highness has to go to the palace for something urgent. He said that he would ask you to go to Yue Lao Temple first. After His Highness finishes everything, he will rush over immediately."

Li Shuangwan nodded lightly, saying that there was something going on in the palace but she really didn't want to ride in the same car with her.

She would love it.

The carriage arrived at Yue Lao Temple an hour later, and Ling Heng was about to arrive.

He came on horseback. He dismounted and strode to the carriage, holding out his hand: "Ah Wan, come here, be careful, I'll help you get off."

Li Shuangwan was extremely reluctant, but before he could escape safely, he could not let Ling Heng see any flaws.

Smiling, he handed his hand to Ling Heng, stepped on the stool and got out of the car: "Your Highness, have you finished everything?"

Looking at the hypocritical man in front of her, Li Shuangwan always felt that Ling Heng today seemed to be missing something compared to the past, but she really couldn't remember what exactly was missing.

Ling Heng held Li Shuangwan's hand tightly and walked towards the main hall with her. "It's not a big deal. Commander Zheng wants to know something about Qinglian, so he sent someone to ask me if it's convenient for me."

"The murderer hasn't been found yet?"

Ling Heng stared at Li Shuangwan. Seeing her calm expression and the beauty mole between her eyebrows shining brightly in the morning sun, he chuckled, "Not yet, but it should be soon."

Today, burning incense at Yue Lao Temple is divided into two parts. In the morning, I chanted scriptures for an hour with the master in the temple.

At around 3 p.m., the couple should burn incense together and perform the ritual of three kowtows and nine bows to show their sincerity. During this time, it would be even better if they could offer a hand-copied Buddhist scripture in front of the Yue Lao statue.

"Amitabha, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please follow me." A presiding monk with a sage-like demeanor came out to greet them.

"Thank you, Master." Ling Heng clasped his hands together and bowed to him, then instructed the followers behind him, "Wu Cheng, unload the things on the carriage and move them in."

"Yes."

Li Shuangwan's body shook violently and her face changed instantly. She knew that something was missing from Ling Heng!

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