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The further he spoke, the softer Chen Ping's voice became. The scene was so horrific that the three of them vomited.

Chen Ping fell to his knees and said, "I have failed to do my job well. Please punish me, Princess." Then he stood up again and said, "I will go now."

After that, he walked out.

Chen Ping felt useless because he gave the money but didn't get the job done.

"No need to go."

Luo Man and Yi Zhu's faces turned pale immediately. They looked at Li Shuang Wan in disbelief, their teeth trembling. "Princess, wasn't Qing Lian's body buried just last night? Who would have such a big hatred for a maidservant like her?"

Li Shuangwan shook her head, she didn’t know.

She thought of the herb that could cure all kinds of poisons.

It seemed like there was always someone behind the scenes who knew what she was going to do and arranged everything for her in advance.

But who could this person be and why would he help her?

Li Shuangwan handed another piece of drawn paper to Chen Ping and said, "Go to a jewelry store called Xifulai in the east of the city for me and give this to them. Ask them to make it according to the drawing. I need it in two days."

Chen Ping unfolded the paper, revealing a delicately crafted golden hairpin that held a secret.

Chen Ping hurriedly folded the paper and put it in his arms: "Yes."

……

Ling Heng rushed to the Qinglian Cemetery. The first thing he saw was that the grave had been dug up and the coffin had been roughly pried open. The body had been chopped into pieces using the coffin board, and even the intestines and internal organs had been chopped into small pieces.

There were a few vultures pecking at the food, their mouths full of blood. When they saw people coming, they screamed and flew away, and the meat in their mouths fell down before they could swallow it.

Even though the followers who came with Ling Heng had seen many corpses, they all vomited yellow bile when they saw this.

Ling Heng's face turned pale, and he asked Si Po in a cold voice: "What did you find out?"

Sipo shook his head: "The other party was extremely cautious. My subordinates came here as soon as they heard the news, but they didn't find any clues."

Ling Heng clenched his fists. He had only told Li Shuangwan to bury Qinglian properly. Could it be her?

But all her connections are in the northwest, so how could she have the courage to do this?

Could it be that because Qinglian was his personal maid, she became so jealous?

Li Shuangwan, you are so vicious!

"What is Chen Ping, who is beside Li Shuangwan, doing today?"

"The princess gave him some silver and asked him to buy a horse. He has been practicing riding for the past two days."

Not her?

Isn't it that she is jealous of Qinglian who has served him for so many years, so she wants to cut her body into pieces to vent her anger?

Who is that? Who has such a deep hatred for Qinglian?

"Have you checked the origins of Chen Ping and his sister?"

"Yes, I checked. They were both servants at the manor that Princess Heng married with. My grandfather once served under General Li and worked as a centurion for a period of time. After he was injured on the battlefield and retired, he went to that manor. Five years ago, Old Man Chen brought his wife, son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren here."

There seems to be no problem.

"Your Highness, do you want these two?" Sipo made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Ling Heng waved his hand: "No, if there is no problem, just put it next to her first, don't alert the enemy, let the people in the yard keep an eye on it from a distance."

"Yes."

……

Liang Tianyou bumped Shu Wenbo's shoulder and said, "Hey, what's wrong with Brother Jiu? Seeing Ling Heng had someone staring at Chen Ping and his sister, why is he so angry?"

It’s none of their business.

Shu Wenbo gave him an idiotic look and told him to figure it out himself.

Liang Tianyou suddenly thought of it, and his eyes suddenly became straight: "Ninth Brother, he wouldn't really do that to Miss Li, so Ninth Brother doesn't allow us to call her Princess Heng, my God..."

It's not Miss Li herself who doesn't like the three words "Princess Heng", it's clearly Brother Nine who doesn't like them.

Shu Wenbo rolled his eyes at him and walked out: "If you don't want to die, then say less."

Liang Tianyou hurriedly took two steps to catch up with Shu Wenbo: "You don't care? We will leave this damn place sooner or later. Could it be that Brother Nine..."

Shu Wenbo glanced at the shadow walking in front of him, turned his head and warned Liang Tianyou in a low voice: "Do you want to die now?"

Ying threw down a sentence: "Ten whips, go and receive them yourself."

"Ah... Brother Jiu, I was wrong. Is that not enough? Please don't punish me, okay?"

"Twenty lashes."

"Ten lashes. I'll go find Uncle Ou now to get it." Liang Tianyou ran away.

As soon as Ying stepped into the backyard of the gold shop, dozens of people inside knelt down in front of him.

That’s right, the Xifulai gold shop had long been bought by his people.

If the film and television were not in sight, he would stride towards the study.

One of the middle-aged men immediately followed him in.

As soon as Ying sat down, the middle-aged man knelt down in front of him and said, "Master, there are several letters coming in, urging you to go back."

Ying took off the mask on his face and threw it on the desk. He looked at the person kneeling in front of him and said, "When the time comes, I will go back naturally."

"But master, the old master is not well anymore. If you don't go back, I'm afraid..."

"What?" Ying glanced at the man on the ground, "If you can't obey my orders wholeheartedly, you can take your people and leave now."

The middle-aged man knelt down and apologized, not daring to say more.

Ying rubbed his brows and leaned back in the chair tiredly.

He originally wanted to take Li Shuangwan away as soon as possible, but he knew better that she had her own plans.

So, whatever she wants to do, he can pave the way.

"What about what I asked you to do?" Ying raised his eyelids and asked lightly.

The middle-aged man took out the box from his arms and handed it over with both hands: "Everything is done according to your request, Master."

Ying took it, opened it, and inside was a thin human skin mask. He dipped a few drops of medicine in it and put it on his face in front of the mirror. It turned out to be the face of a young man with an unprepossessing appearance.

From then on he went out with this face.

As soon as the middle-aged man left the house, Liang Tianyou came over: "Uncle Ou, how is it? Brother Jiu?"

Ou Jianglin, who was called Uncle Ou, shrugged his shoulders and shook his head helplessly. All the people who came here were wrong.

Almost everyone thought that the master was sent away as soon as he was born, and later sold by human traffickers to be a secret guard, so he should be easy to talk to. However, it turned out that he was not the case at all.

Yes, the master has such a noble status, it is engraved in his blood.

Shu Wenbo frowned and said, "It's not necessarily a bad thing. After all, the three of us are now the secret guards of Prince Heng's Mansion. Ling Heng, that bastard, has planted a strange poison on us. If we don't have an antidote, we can't leave rashly."

Ou Jianglin sighed softly: "I have also mentioned this matter in the letter. We are studying it and looking for a miracle doctor privately. It should not be difficult to detoxify."

Shu Wenbo was not optimistic: "I don't think it's that easy. Ling Heng is a very domineering person. Forget it, just listen to Brother Nine. When it's time to leave, Uncle Ou doesn't need you to urge him. Brother Nine will leave on his own."

Several people looked at each other helplessly, shook their heads and smiled. Their identities were special and they must not let the Northern Jin court know, so they could not force Ling Heng to hand over the antidote. Moreover, they were now on the territory of Northern Jin after all, so they did not dare to act recklessly. They could only pray to find a miracle doctor as soon as possible.

Ou Jianglin grabbed Liang Tianyou by the back of his collar and dragged him out: "Mr. Liang, the master said you want to get ten lashes from me."

"Hey, Uncle Ou, Uncle Ou..."