I was reborn with amnesia and was picked up by Lao Gong

As soon as Feng Shu appeared, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to change.

Ning Cheng unconsciously took a step in the direction of the person coming.The young man who noticed Ning Cheng's movements looked at him and smiled more gently.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Ning Cheng heard his own voice: "Ning Cheng from the Ning family in the west of the city, I have seen Mr. Feng Juan."

For some reason, even though he had never witnessed Feng Juan's true face with his own eyes, he was sure that this young man was Feng Shu who was called Silk Curtain Umbrella.

The first time he saw Feng Shu, Ning Cheng felt a strange feeling in his heart, he couldn't tell what it was, he just felt itchy in his heart.

That gentle smile is sandwiched with warmth, with a little familiarity in the warmth, and a little... nostalgia in the familiarity?

With a smile on the corner of Feng Shu's mouth, he patted Ning Cheng's shoulder and walked straight in front of him.

"The peach blossoms are blooming very well, but what happened last night just happened, now is not a good time to enjoy the flowers."

His tone was gentle, but the expressions of the other three judges changed slightly.

Yuehan opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to ask what happened last night, but she held back, but Xuehua stretched out her hand, pointed at Ning Cheng, and said:

"Last night, this person is quite suspicious, and I'm about to ask him about it."

Feng Shu smiled lightly, and said: "Feng has always been responsible for the interrogation of prisoners, how dare you bother Xue to judge."

Feng Shu, as the head of the civil judgment, besides being responsible for supervising the guards of the city gate, the most important duty is to perform his work as the head of the Disobedience Hall.

The Hall of Disobedience is located behind Tianyi Prison. It is opened every festival day, and city residents who are suspected of crimes during the festival will be taken to the Hall of Disobedience for interrogation.

Compared with the Kurong Field where the execution was carried out, the interrogation process in the Disobedience Palace is not open for the public to observe. It doesn't matter whether you are a child of an aristocratic family or an ordinary citizen, if you enter the Tianyi Prison, life or death depends entirely on Feng Shu's judgment.

Fortunately, Feng Shu has always been lenient. Apart from burning, killing, prostitution and looting, as long as the petty crimes such as theft do not harm the sufferer and promise to return the stolen things, he is usually fined to work for the sufferer for half a year without pay.

It is said that because of this matter, many conflicts arose between Feng Xue and the two judges.Feng Shu believes that the judgment should be handled at the discretion of each individual's situation, while Xue Hua thinks that Feng Shu is too stupid and always gives too light a sentence.After a few times, the relationship between the two inevitably became a little stiff.

Xuehua said angrily: "It's about the Palace Master, how can you neglect it? If you can't find those two, Sulan will be restless for a day. The Palace Master has a close relationship with you, so of course he will not take his anger on you. In the future, the crime will be punished." , but we will suffer.”

Hearing this, Feng Shu's smile narrowed, and he said, "I'm afraid Xue Juan has misunderstood. Sulan's crimes have always been tried on festival days. Tomorrow will be Ching Ming, and Feng will open his own court for trial. If he is really what you and I want How about handing over the criminals you found to Xue for execution?"

Xuehua's face was slightly annoyed, but he couldn't think of anything to refute, so he gritted his teeth and replied, "Very good."

Feng Shu smiled and said: "That's good. I just drew the portraits of Chi Yun and Qing Hai, and you can use it to make a sea arrest document. The whole city wants to arrest those two."

He stretched out his hand, a light ignited in the palm of his hand, and two scrolls appeared out of thin air.

With an ugly face, Xuehua took the scroll from Feng Shu's hand, and after giving Ning Cheng a hard look, he left with a flick of his sleeve.

Hua Fan and Yue Han, who were watching from the sidelines, seemed to be familiar with it, and they walked away after bidding farewell to Feng Shu.

After Huayue walked away, Ning Cheng realized that he and Feng Shu were the only ones left behind.

He had witnessed the whole process of the sharp and sinister conversation just now.Feng Pan, who has always been known for his elegance and modesty, can actually suppress the murderous Master Xue Pan, and he is also a terrifying figure.

People are not judged by their appearance... The seemingly harmless little sheep has horns.

The inexplicable feeling of familiarity in his heart just now has disappeared, replaced by the fear of strangers.

Feng Shu turned around and looked at Ning Cheng carefully.Although there was a smile on his face, Ning Cheng still felt a little uncomfortable.

Looking around, there is no one.If Feng Shu wanted to do something to him, he wondered if it would be too late to call for help, would anyone hear him...

Ning Cheng was thinking anxiously, only to see Feng Shu frowned, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab him.

Ning Cheng opened his mouth to cry out, but saw the bruise on Feng Shu's right hand gradually disappearing, and swallowed the unspoken "help".

"Why are you injured?" Feng Shu asked while treating the injuries on his hands and feet.

Ning Cheng could hear a hint of displeasure in his tone, perhaps he misunderstood Xuehua's lynching of him.

If Xuehua is really sentenced before trial, for Feng Shu, who is in charge of disobeying the Discipline Hall, it is exceeding his authority, and he feels that he should be angry.

Ning Cheng thought, fearing that he would become the center of fire from the two judges, he quickly explained the origin of the bruises on his body.

While explaining, he secretly observed Feng Shu's face, and saw that his brows were tightly frowned, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After Ning Cheng finished speaking, Feng Shu put away his tense expression and put on his original gentle smile.He bowed slightly towards Ning Cheng and said:

"So that's the case, Feng Shu was negligent, please don't blame Mr. Ning."

Ning Cheng was terrified: Who would dare to blame you, Lord Feng?

And even though Feng Shu is the head of the court judges, he doesn't know that the actions of the rest of the court judges are really normal.

Last night, Yue Han was the one who arrested him, and Hua Fan was the one who injured him, and it would not be Feng Shu's turn to hold him accountable.

Seeing Feng Shu politely apologize, on the one hand Ning Cheng felt flattered, on the other hand he felt ashamed for his random speculation just now, and his defense against Feng Shu was also lowered in his heart.

After he repeatedly waved his hands to express his indifference, Feng Shu told him that since the judgment day is tomorrow, he needs to go back to the prison to spend the night and wait for the opening of the court tomorrow.

Hearing this, Ning Cheng's face became bitter again.When he left Tianyi Prison, he thought that he would never go back, but now he had to make a compromise.

As a citizen of Sulan, he naturally must abide by Sulan's laws.No matter how kind and amiable Feng Shu is, it is impossible to let Ning Cheng go back to his home to wait for interrogation.

So, Ning Cheng silently followed Feng Shu back to Tianyi Prison.He missed his parents at home, so he couldn't help feeling a little depressed, and walked forward with his head shrugged.

When he arrived at Tianyi Prison, Feng Shu in front of him suddenly stopped and turned around.Ning Cheng didn't react for a while, and slammed into the opponent's arms with a thud.

There was a faint smell from that lukewarm chest, like incense or ink, blending with the fragrance of peach blossoms in the air, Ning Cheng couldn't help but feel flustered.

By coincidence, he stretched out his hand to caress Feng Shu's back, as if he wanted to embrace her.

"This……"

All the prison guards on the side were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped, but Feng Shu didn't make a sound, and they couldn't speak up to reprimand them, so they could only look at each other and wait for Feng Shu's instructions.

It was already a moment later when Ning Cheng realized his obviously rude move.

There were two red glows on his face, and he staggered back a few steps, just about to apologize, but was stopped by Feng Shu first.

"Why can't I even stand firmly, is there any discomfort?"

There was concern in Feng Shu's words, but he didn't seem to care about Ning Cheng's overstepping behavior just now.With his pull, the distance between the two narrowed again, and the faint heat made Ning Cheng blush.

He broke away from Feng Shu's hand, and replied: "No, nothing, I just think that if I go to the prison, I will lose my strength, and I feel a little scared!"

In a panic, Ning Cheng actually spoke out what was in his mind. After speaking, he was so ashamed and annoyed that he wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

In front of Mr. Wen Judgment, what did he say?Even if Feng Pan had a good temper, he didn't know how he would feel when he heard this.

Unexpectedly, when Feng Shu heard him say that, not only did he not get angry, nor did he laugh at his delicateness, he just stroked his chin and said thoughtfully:

"If you think the confinement spell is not good, then I will withdraw it."

Feng Shu would make such a suggestion based on the premise that no other prisoners were detained in the prison.

Hearing that he was willing to remove the imprisonment spell, although Ning Cheng couldn't help looking forward to it, he couldn't help but twitch his face.

No, isn't your lord biased in this way-don't you see that the prisoners are all starting to whisper and whisper!

Even though Ning Cheng wanted to accept the special case Feng Shu offered him, he still felt that it was inappropriate.

Let's not talk about whether doing so will make people suspect his relationship with Feng Shu, if it spreads out, it will only give Feng Juan a notorious name for protecting the prisoner.

Besides, the discomfort suppressed by the spell is just a trivial matter, and he is not a golden lady, so just bear with it.

Seeing him shaking his head, Feng Shu didn't say much, just glanced at the prisoners, and led Ning Cheng up the stairs leading to the cell.

As soon as he entered the prison, the feeling of being drained of mana and vigor returned.Ning Cheng took a deep breath, tried his best to stabilize his figure, and followed the slender figure in front of him to walk down.

As if considering Ning Cheng's difficulty in exerting strength, Feng Shu slowed down slightly so that he would not have to struggle to follow.

The silver umbrella on his back shimmered faintly, making the dark dungeon look less scary.

Even so, when he walked to the familiar cell, Ning Cheng was already panting.Due to Feng Shu's presence, Ning Cheng tried his best to control his panting so that it would not be too obvious.But the empty dungeon was very quiet, and the wind was soothing to the ears, so I could still hear it.

Feng Shu sighed, raised Ning Cheng's right hand, took out something from his bosom and put it in his palm, said: "This bell is Feng Shu's belongings, and it is contaminated with my breath. Mr. Ning is carrying it with him, and this prisoner Curse and recognize the Lord, I will not embarrass you."

Ning Cheng shook his head, and really realized that the magic power suppressing him had disappeared.He retracted his hand and took a closer look, only to see a string of thin bells with purple tassels lying quietly in his palm, emitting a faint silver light.

This must be something that Feng Shu treasures, so he carries it with him.Ning Cheng didn't dare to accept it hastily, and said: "My lord's kindness, Ning accepts it. This thing is too precious, and Ning is worried about something going wrong, so I'd better return it to my lord."

After finishing speaking, he held up the silver bell with both hands, and handed it to Feng Shu tremblingly.

The silver light illuminated Feng Shu's face.His brows and eyes were crooked, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said: "This bell is nothing valuable, it's just a small pendant. Mr. Ning, please don't refuse."

Although he was smiling, Ke Fengshu's tone carried an undeniable sense of refusal.Ning Cheng nodded involuntarily, and had no choice but to accept the silver bell obediently, thinking that he must not lose it, and would return it to Feng Shu after he was released from prison.

Seeing that Ning Cheng accepted it, Feng Shu smiled gently again, then turned and left.

As the head of the trial, Feng Shu must be very busy during the day, and he can patiently accompany Ning Cheng all the way, it can only be said that he has a really good heart.

If every prisoner who was captured was treated like this, I am afraid that those little girls who have not left the cabinet will all squeeze their heads and want to enter the prison.

After Feng Shu left, Ning Cheng was the only one left in the huge Tianyi Prison.After he was in a daze for a while, he played with the string of silver bells absent-mindedly, while thinking about his arguments for tomorrow's interrogation.

I don't know if it's because he regained his lightness after the confinement spell was released, or because he relaxed after a false alarm.

After thinking hard for a while, Ning Cheng ate some soup and rice from the prison guard, put the silver bell away carefully, and fell asleep early.

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