My sister is the black lotus heroine

Song Zhiqin had never done such a bad thing in his life when he came to interrogate prisoners in the prison.

Relying on some friendship with Chen Qian in the past few months, Song Zhiqin held his breath and looked at Chen Qian. Just as he was about to speak, he saw his footsteps suddenly stopped, and the county magistrate Song's delicate and tall nose slammed into General Chen. The black armor, the eyes of the straight hit are dim.

Immediately afterwards, he saw General Chen's unkind brows and eyes became more severe, and following his gaze, the prisoner over there was a merchant who was arrested yesterday.

It is said that this merchant was arrested because of a fight with someone. County Magistrate Song looked at him strangely, and he had a foreign accent, so he was particularly impressed by him.

If Dapingchuan is stable for too long, the only two people in the innermost place who are worthy of General Chen's personal interrogation in the prison, and those outside who are short-lived for a few days because of trivial parents, are not worthy of General Chen's intervention.So when Chen Qian deliberately stopped in front of this person, Song Zhiqin was surprised for a while.

However, Chen Qian quickly looked away, and Song Zhiqin hurriedly followed.

The two innermost cells looked at each other across the air, and the one on the left was the man named Li Yong.

Before the incident in August, he had known Li Ting, but the leader of the Li family was so beautiful at that time, he didn't like him as a little county magistrate at all. As for Fang Huantong on the right, his tendon was too fleshy He is fierce, Song Zhiqin can't avoid him.

However, no matter what happened at that time, these two are locked up in his dilapidated prison cell now, completely restrained by an iron chain that penetrates the lute bone.

Chen Qian's methods will not be kind. He had expected that they would not say anything. In the first month after being locked up, he put the torture tools on again. Those torture tools stained with dark red blood were almost rusted in the cell. The first appearance made the county magistrate see what it means to be "skilled".

Praising an executioner as "skilled" is telling the victim that death is no longer something he can control, and there are sufferings in the world that are worse than death, and he has to taste it again.

Isn't it?Fang Huantong's muscles have been reduced, and the clothes that are almost rags hang loosely on his body. After four months, his cheekbones are sharp and protruding from under his eyes, and the blood stains all over his body are even more muddy and sticky. Together, people can't tell where the wound is and how it hurt.

He was extremely embarrassed, but his eyes were like a wolf, showing no sign of weakness, he glared at Chen Qian provocatively, as long as he had any tricks to use, he was brutal.

Needless to say, Li Bing, the chain is hardly restraining him, but supporting the only fulcrum he can barely stand on. He used to be unforgiving with his mouth, but now he can't even speak with strength. After continuing, he could only look at Chen Qian mockingly.

Song Zhiqin put down his hand covering his mouth and nose. He didn't mean to be a joke, nor was he proud of himself. He was too egotistical, and he was extremely slow in judging the situation of others. Now he just had some emotion—of course , or it may be because these two don't take him seriously now.

Chen Qian's execution of punishments is also very strange. For example, if one person is punished, the other will stare at him. For example, he is not afraid that the two people will conspire to come up with some excuses to deceive him, so he will just lock him up like this. For example, he never Don't hit people in the face.

Song Zhiqin didn't think he was like this because the elders in his family had taught him to "do not slap people in the face". He was just surprised that a person would show such a bottom line after being cruel to a certain extent, and this is inexplicable. The bottom line made him feel that Chen Qian was still a good person.

These two people are even more determined to use their lives to raise the relationship between master and apprentice, and they have nothing but cynicism and ridicule after being locked up for several months.

Song Zhiqin couldn't make it like this, he thought, if his father did something that deserved to die, then he must run away with his father as soon as he got the news, and he would be fine if he was caught. Confess everything, he can't bear the pain of flesh and blood——

Whenever County Magistrate Song thinks that even the county magistrate has no prisoner who can stand the crime, he always feels a sense of self-depravity and guilt.

He hadn't exhausted his self-willed depravity when he saw Chen Qian take out a black handkerchief from his arms. The handkerchief didn't know what was wrapped in it, it was bulging, and when Chen Qian threw it to Li Ting's feet, It spread out by itself, and inside was a thin palm with a neat section, which was chopped off by someone with a knife.

Song Zhiqin's stomach twitched for a while, his hands and feet felt a chill, his head buzzed, his ears seemed to be deaf for a moment, and then Chen Qian said, "Bai Hongjiu is dead."

The sound of iron chains pulling skin and flesh rang out, causing the bloody smell in the prison to suddenly become strong. Song Zhiqin couldn't hold back, and ran to the side to vomit, but no one paid attention to him at this time, and Li Yong went madly toward the prison. Chen Qian rushed over, and he naturally recognized that it was Bai Hongjiu's hand. As for Bai Hongjiu, who was alive or dead without his hand, there was a difference between being alive and dead.

Chen Qian did not retreat but advanced, despite Fang Huantong's howl behind him, he took two steps towards Li Ding, and said, almost touching his face, "You can endure it, Fang Huantong can endure it, and I don't know what's behind you Can the nobleman survive it, and Xirong can't endure it? After all, this winter is very cold. You can still eat soup and rice when you are hungry, but the cattle and horses in Xirong are almost freezing to death. Where should they go? Where are you looking?"

Song Zhiqin looked at the two people standing very close, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration - this is not a slap in the face, maybe it is because he is afraid that he will not be able to see the expression and reaction of this person clearly?

However, he was still confused. He didn't know why it had something to do with Xi Rong again. He belatedly drew a map that was so blurry that it didn't even have an outline, and guessed with uncertainty that Xi Rong and Xi Jin should be bordered.

Li Bing was numb even from the pain. For the first time, he threw away the scholarly style he had maintained for more than ten years. He looked ferocious like a ghost crawling up from the bottom. The two looked at each other without giving way.

Fang Huantong, who was behind him, panted heavily, "Isn't that just in line with your Beiliang's wishes? You guys, huh."

Chen Qian's knife was not out of its sheath, and the handle of the knife stabbed three inches below Fang Huantong's ribs. He immediately became difficult to breathe. Song Zhiqin clutched his ribs and moved a small step away. Chen Qian said without changing his face, "Fang Huantong Sect Master, I don't want to know if you can spit out some ivory. As for Sect Master Li, you have to die clearly. You are not curious, why Weijiabao has been dormant for so long, and if you say that you are exposed, you will be exposed? Don't fight With my own blood, I made a wedding dress for others."

When Song Zhiqin followed Chen Qian out in a daze, he stopped in front of the businessman again. This time he left without stopping for a moment, but looked at the man lying in a damp corner with his back to the cell door and said, "Song Zhiqian County magistrate, who in this world is most willing to see Liang Jin fighting?"

Song Zhiqin didn't know why he suddenly asked himself, swallowed his moldy saliva, and his face turned ugly, "Anyway, it can't be me."

"Yeah." His voice slowed down, and he said unhurriedly, "It will never be you."

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the largest restaurant in Quyang was filled with the sound of shengxiao and singing and dancing. Compared with the deserted days of the previous days, today's bustle is far higher than in previous years.

A few days ago, the disappearance of the businessman completely annoyed His Majesty the Emperor. The Emperor was furious. Naturally, the courtiers under him did not have the time to get into trouble, let alone go out to drink and have fun. But yesterday, Xirong cavalry went south and crossed the border between the two countries. Go straight to the frontiers of Feng'an, Rongcheng, and Heji, and plunder them wantonly, causing an uproar in the court——

Of course, what was broken was the junction of the Western Jin Dynasty, what was captured was the city of the Western Jin Dynasty, and what was smashed was the court hall of the Western Jin Dynasty.

What does the matter of the Western Jin Dynasty have to do with their beams?

Of course it does!

Before the emperor of Daliang sent out a letter of credence reprimanding Xirong for not teaching martial arts, the court hall of Daliang has a new look of celebrating with each other!

In the confrontation with Southern Chu before, Daliang was worried that the Western Jin Dynasty was watching. Now that there is a tug-of-war between Xirong, Daliang can concentrate on dealing with Southern Chu.

All of a sudden, they regained confidence, and the cloud over the court finally cleared, and the Lantern Festival in front of them was even more lively than the New Year's Day.

On this day, Zhenbei Wangfu occupied the private room on the third floor of Canglanzhai near the street. From here, one can see the Qining Street stretching out from the Zhengyang Gate of the Imperial Palace. As far as the eye can see, it rushes into the night, and further east, there is the tall Duoge Pagoda in Fengnian Lane. Every time the festival is celebrated, the emperor will enjoy the fireworks with the people there. This year is also the same. People gathered in Fengnian Lane early, waiting for a glimpse of the sky, the fireworks, and the abundance in the coming year.

King Zhenbei was accompanied by all the ministers, but he hadn't arrived yet, only Princess Zhenbei, Yunchu, and Yunjin were in the private room, and the princess handed the cakes on the plate to Yunjin.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, a cluster of bright lights went straight up into the sky, and then suddenly exploded, almost as if trying to illuminate the entire Yin City, the yellow light spots scattered finely, and before it darkened, one after another The bright lights rushed into the sky, red, yellow, purple and white, overwhelming.

Yun Jin inexplicably recalled the scene when she took Su Luo to the cliff mountain when she was young. At that time, she pointed in the direction of Yincheng, her eyes were brighter than the fireworks in the sky, and said, "Look, the lights of Wanjia!"

At that time, her heart was only filled with the endless darkness, how could she see the tenderness in the city under the night?

To her, the lamp was just the back of a woman who couldn't remember her face, cutting clothes for her real daughter with the best fabric in the house.

Such lights are not amiable.

Her eyes followed the fading fireworks across Yunchu's clothes. She lost some weight. The king of Zhenbei called her away that day and ordered her to kneel for a few days. Shangyuan was able to go out today, but that matter should be It will not be mentioned again. After all, the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion is fine, and she is not dead. The princess does not know the reason, and she sulks with the prince for a few days.Today, she took her two daughters out for a trip, and she seemed to be in a particularly good spirit.

Yunjin thought that she would not complain anymore, but she thought that the woman who had been with him for several years had been pretending to be a daughter who was far away in a wealthy town, her biological parents spoiled her, and the old lady repeatedly complained because she was not from the Su family. Making things difficult, but Su Luo took care of her intimately because she was her big sister, as if everything should belong to her, and it seemed that everything had nothing to do with her. She couldn't help thinking, if Yun Chu's true face was gradually exposed in Zhenbei In front of Wang and his wife, their unbelievability will definitely make him very happy.

As for her, she must have not cared about the so-called parental affection at that time—something she never had before.But it is one's own thing, whether to want it or not is one thing, and whether to have it is another thing.

Yun Chu was able to attack her, but she never thought of making her feel better.

Yunjin smiled slightly, took the tea from Yunchu, and looked out the window at the crowd of beings——in this sky, a beautiful cloud is enough.

The fireworks went on for a quarter of an hour before they stopped slowly, and the smell of saltpeter was rolled into the wheels of each house along Shanhu's Long Live. It's right.

Yun Chu followed closely behind. Seeing this, Shi Shiran bowed his knees and saluted, "Sister, this is His Highness King Rui, His Highness King Rui, I'm sorry."

The hair on the back of Yunjin's neck exploded instantly, who's mother is your sister?

The disgust in her expression fell into King Rui's eyes, and he chuckled, "It's okay, I think this is the daughter of King Zhenbei."

He was sitting in a wheelchair, dressed in aristocratic style, and he had a new folding fan in his hand. The handle of the fan was unknown, and it looked very warm and moist.

Obviously the same person and the same face, but he felt completely different from how he felt in front of Ghost Raksha half a year ago.

There is an antecedent reason for the attack on Princess Zhenbei before. Although the person behind the scenes has not been clearly revealed, they all know each other well, and they parted ways after seeing the ceremony.

King Rui had been looking at the backs of these two with great interest, and Bai Cong said in a low voice, "Master, do you want your subordinates to investigate the whereabouts of Miss Yun?"

"Where did you come from?" He looked back at Bai Cong, "Didn't the king of Zhenbei tell you all about it? It's not surprising that the elder sister of the ghost Luocha knows martial arts because she was raised by the Su family in Yincheng.

What's more, people are wary of us, and you still go to investigate, aren't you rushing to catch people? "

Bai Cong couldn't figure out what the Lord meant, so he could only stand aside in silence, but after listening to him for a while, he said, "You might as well go and meet yourself for a while."

Until the end of the Shangyuan Festival, Yunjin returned to Muyun Pavilion, before she had time to sit down, she heard a report from someone, please see Yunchu.

Yun Jin was not surprised, Yun Chu had been following her just now, she seemed to have something to say, Yun Jin also wanted to see if she had any troubles, so she was invited in.

There was no one else in the room, Yun Chu plopped down on his knees, Yun Jin sat firmly and even yawned.

Yun Chu's eyes were red, and his voice was choked with sincerity, "Sister, I was wrong."

"I shouldn't have evil intentions, I just, I just lost my head because I was afraid that my father and mother would not want me.

I just tampered with your bow and arrow. At most, I will hurt my fingers when I draw the bow. Then I can take good care of you. Let my father and mother see that I am sensible and obedient, and they will not want to send me away Well, I didn't expect there to be a tiger in this hunting ground. That tiger really has nothing to do with me. I don't know how to do something that involves my father. I really don't know who did it. "

Yun Jin moved her neck with her eyes closed, and breathed out when she opened her eyes, "Is it finished?"

Yun Chu was taken aback, and she continued, "I don't mind if you kneel down to me every time you come back, but it would be nice to talk less nonsense next time, don't talk too loudly, and it won't look good to cry.

If you want to pretend to be a snake and attack me in the future, I advise you to save yourself, you didn't know me before, you look down at your own hair, I'm so small that I can't even get my hair in, It's different for you, the traffic in the fields, the chickens and dogs hear each other, you can use it as a sieve.

Yo, it's okay for me to see You Lian, no matter whether you mean it or not, you have already offended me here, and in the future, each conspiracy depends on its own ability.

Let me tell you, if I don't take half your life, how can I be worthy of those two boxes of wound medicine? "

She smiled at Mimi and raised a strand of hair in front of her, "The most important thing is, don't call me elder sister. If you want to act like a sister, do it yourself. Whether you are pretending to be pitiful or tricky, how do you pretend?" How to pretend, don't get disgusted in front of me, understand?"

Yun Chu pursed her lips tightly, her slightly frowning brows evened out, she took a deep look at Yun Jin, turned and left without saying anything.

The moon hangs round in the sky, a shadow is getting farther and farther away, while another group of people is walking towards the Rongjing Hall of the princess. Yun Chu glanced at the person in the lead, who seemed to be Zhuxi, the big servant girl beside his mother, who looked like In a hurry, take a place in charge.

Yun Chu quietly hid behind a snow-covered grove, carefully remembered the appearance of the steward, and then walked towards his yard.

That person must be related to Yunjin.

But looking at Yunjin's attitude towards her now, I'm afraid she shouldn't act too hastily if she wants to kill her. She wanted to kill her by surprise, but she underestimated her skill in martial arts, which allowed her to win the prince's life-saving grace. She has already missed once , until the next time you can't directly destroy her, you will definitely not do it lightly.

In Rongjing Hall, the princess half leaned on a beauty couch, the smoke from the incense burner curled up, and through the screen of landscapes, insects and birds, the princess closed her eyes and asked, "No one has looked for you these days, right? "

There was a big matchmaker mole under the right lip of the steward, and when he smiled, his eyes were a little scary. Hearing this, he changed his mind and said immediately, "Princess, don't worry, there are some letters from ministers and relatives who have good personal relationships. The ones that have been delivered have been delivered, but those that have not been received, I think no one sent them, and the villain has nothing there."