How dare the cannon fodder be arrogant

After Xiao Lingfeng finished speaking, the nerve of the leader of the assassin known as the crooked melon cracked dates immediately tensed up.

His patriarch has kept his name incognito all these years and has brought his young mistress to hide his strength and bide his time. No one knows her identity except a few of his confidantes!

He looked at Xiao Lingfeng with uncertain eyes: "How do you know..."

Xiao Lingfeng looked at him with arms folded, eyebrows raised.

The assassin leader's voice paused, and he immediately realized that he had been tricked by Xiao Lingfeng. This was the second time he had been tricked by Xiao Lingfeng to the point where he was so stupid!

"Xiao Lingfeng, you lied to me?!"

For a moment, he was extremely annoyed, and the broken body covered with scars seemed to regain strength at this moment, supporting him to open his mouth and yell at Xiao Lingfeng.

The chains extending from the wall imprisoned his wrists, clanging as he struggled, mixed with his cursing, echoing in the originally extremely silent invigilator.

Beside Xiao Lingfeng, Ding Yue stared at him, pulled out his waist knife, pointed at the assassin and shouted: "Bold madman!"

But Xiao Lingfeng stopped him with a wave of his hand.

At this moment, he has confirmed the thoughts in his heart, and he doesn't care about the insulting words under the current embarrassment.

Not long after, the assassin finally had no strength from cursing, and was hanging by iron chains, gasping for breath.

Only then did Xiao Lingfeng fold his arms, and his words were curious: "Is she really not dead?"

With just such a short sentence, the assassin leader's eyes turned red again.He stared at Xiao Lingfeng without saying a word, his eyes seemed to want to eat people.

There was no response to Xiao Lingfeng's words, but even if he didn't speak, Xiao Lingfeng knew the answer to the question.

The two remained silent, and the cell suddenly became quiet because of this. In the small space, only the heavy breathing of the assassin leader could be heard.

In this eerie silence, Xiao Lingfeng also fell into deep thought.

After a while, he suddenly took two steps closer and met the assassin's fierce eyes.

Xiao Lingfeng: "That Mr. Lin from Liangzhou is also one of yours?"

The assassin leader glared at him contemptuously, then turned his head and spat blood on the ground: "No comment."

This little provocation can't pierce Xiao Lingfeng at all.

He took two steps forward, and patted the assassin's face with the already cooled iron. The crisp sound of the iron hitting the cheek echoed in the prison, full of humiliation.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it."

Xiao Lingfeng sneered: "I already know what I want to know, since I don't say anything, there is no need to keep you."

"Ding Yue." He called out without looking back.

Ding Yue immediately stepped forward to obey.

Xiao Lingfeng: "Send this hero on his way."

Ding Yue responded, and immediately drew out his waist knife again, preparing to fulfill the prince's order by himself.

Xiao Lingfeng spoke again: "Wait a minute."

He stared at the plum blossom imprint on the side of his neck, slightly curved his lips in a mocking arc, and said casually: "This plum blossom imprint is very meaningful, remember to peel it off later, as a great gift for us to Liangzhou."

Ding Yue's complexion did not change, but his eyes widened slightly.

Xiao Lingfeng glanced at him, turned around and walked out of the cell. After leaving a sentence, his figure gradually drifted away: "Reciprocity is what our palace pays attention to."

After leaving the dungeon, Xiao Lingfeng stood at the vent for a while, until the cold aura on his body was gone, and then he quickened his pace and returned to the main courtyard of the Wangfu.

It was very quiet in the courtyard.

Xiao Lingfeng walked around the screen and took a look into the room, only to find that Zhuang Qingyue, who followed him to the palace all night, had already fallen asleep leaning on the couch, half covered with brocade quilt.

The quilt was loosely covering her body, not very tightly covered, even her arms were exposed, Zhuang Qingyue tilted her head and leaned on the couch, her pink lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, and her brows were also tightly frowned. open.

When I saw it, I fell asleep very restlessly, and I was also worrying in my sleep.

Xiao Lingfeng also frowned.

He took two steps forward, grabbed his arm around his waist and wanted to put it under the quilt, but his eyes suddenly froze on his hand.

A familiar envelope was lying beside his hand, and in his hand was an open letter, the yellowed letter paper was pinched between his fingers, and he didn't let it go even though he was asleep.

It was the correspondence between the former emperor and concubine Shu that they brought back from Zangshu Pavilion at night.At that time, he hadn't had time to read the contents of the letter.

Gently took out the few pages of letter paper from Zhuang Qingyue's hand, Xiao Lingfeng sat on the side of the couch and read them carefully.

He wanted to know what was written in these letters that would make his A Yue so uncomfortable even falling asleep.

"Qingqing, my love..."

It is the emperor's nickname for concubine Shu.

Xiao Lingfeng took a deep breath and continued to look down, but the more he looked, the more he blushed, and the more he looked, the more he felt like he was eavesdropping on someone's private conversation.

I don't know if it's because of the love between these two people, they are both in the palace, so there are some sweet words that can't be said face to face, and why do they have to express their affection?

Xiao Lingfeng took a breath quietly, stretched out his hands and pinched his cheeks on both sides.These poems and parallel sentences made him, a modern person who is not very good at classical Chinese, feel sour when he reads them!

He glanced at Zhuang Qingyue, shook the letter paper and continued to read.However, while reading, his expression suddenly changed.

Xiao Lingfeng stared at the few words on the paper, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"I am looking forward to the baby in Qingqing's womb. When it is born, no matter whether it is a prince or princess, I will love it with pity, just like I pity Qingqing."

Unborn child?

He turned to the last page of the letter to see the date of inscription on it, and when he understood it, his face immediately became very ugly.

According to Zhuang Qingyue's age and the time when Concubine Shu suspended animation for the first time, they could basically confirm that Zhuang Qingyue's "blood from the previous dynasty" was in doubt.

But now, Concubine Shu was actually pregnant before the holiday. If she faked her death, would the child still be alive?

Could it be that, as he and Zhuang Qingyue had guessed, the real blood of the previous dynasty was someone else, who was still alive and well protected?

If this is the case, then what is Zhuang Qingyue?

For more than ten or twenty years, is it really just a target?

He took a deep breath and looked at the sleeping Zhuang Qingyue.Although he had expected it, but when things were confirmed step by step, he felt more and more distressed about Zhuang Qingyue.

The fingers tightened unconsciously, with such strength that they almost crushed the already fragile pages of letter paper.

It's time to hurry up.

Xiao Lingfeng thought, these things should be resolved quickly, so that he can get out of this vortex as soon as possible, so that he can take Zhuang Qingyue to live the rest of his life.

Don't mess with these crap anymore.

He randomly unfolded and folded the crumpled letter paper, stuffed it into an envelope and put it on the low table beside him. After helping Zhuang Qingyue cover the quilt again, he turned and went to the study next door.

After Ding Yue dealt with the two assassins in the dungeon, he turned around and received a message from Yingying's brother, so he rushed to the door of the study immediately, just in time to bump into his prince.

"My lord, I have something important to report."

"Come in."

After Xiao Lingfeng sat down behind the desk, he immediately asked straightforwardly: "What's the matter?"

Ding Yue took out a stack of thick paper from his arms and handed it to Xiao Lingfeng: "My lord, the shadow has a result."

Xiao Lingfeng reached out to take the stack of papers, flipping through them while listening to Ding Yue's report.

"According to Yingying's investigation, Li Fangyu's wife's ancestral home is Liangzhou, and his brother-in-law is a head book of the Ministry of Household Affairs. This head book will go to the Wanghua Building in the imperial capital every tenth day to go whoring."

Xiao Lingfeng frowned.

"But every time he goes back, he only orders a girl to drink and listen to music, and doesn't do anything else."

Xiao Lingfeng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Don't do anything else, is it to exchange news?

Ding Yue continued: "The girl he often orders has a good-looking older sister who was also in Wanghualou, but was later taken away by someone who redeemed her body. The person who redeemed her was the third son of the Taifu family."

really……

Xiao Lingfeng thought, there is probably something wrong with the third son of the Grand Tutor's family.Although it has been basically confirmed, without more evidence, such a connection alone is really unreasonable.

He flipped through the papers in his hand, and suddenly pulled out a few with lyrics.

After looking at it twice, he always felt that there was something wrong with the libretto, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Seeing his movements, Ding Yue hurriedly said: "This libretto was handed down by the concubine of the third son of the Taifu. It is rumored that she has a deep relationship with the girl and sister of Wanghualou, and even if they are not together, they still need to write letters. Since she was taken away by the third son of the Taifu, the girl in Wanghua Building only sings the lyrics written by her."

He added: "Every time Li Fangyu's wife and brother are the first to hear about it."

The author has something to say: blah blah energy!Give the villain the magic of reducing intelligence!

Thanks to Lei Lei of a certain treasure!The sudden thunder made me panic a bit haha!Bobo!

感谢在2021-08-0201:52:30-2021-08-0301:35:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: ah, 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!