In the prison, there is still a flickering candle flame, as mutilated as a bean, as if an unintentional breath can extinguish it.

Zhang Ping sat on the straw pile in the cell, since he took the medicine, he had been pranayama with his eyes closed, but fortunately, there was still nothing unusual.

It's just that he really can't make any noise, and he's satisfied.

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps in the hallway, and he took his breath and slowly opened his eyes. One came with a lantern, and the other followed him.

The footsteps of the two men were gentle, echoing softly in the long, dark corridor, and the light was brighter than in the prison, but it still jumped like a ghostly fire.

The two men walked to the door of Zhang Ping's cell, and the man with the lantern on his head turned sideways, his face full of smiles, and his eyes flashed with flattery.

The man behind him was dressed in palace clothes, leaning on the crook of his arm, holding a bright yellow holy decree in his hand, and his eyes were shining.

As soon as Zhang Ping saw this person, he immediately stood up, he opened his mouth, only to remember that he was speechless, his eyes fell on the face of the person who came, staring without blinking.

The person who came looked at him, unfolded the holy decree in his hand, and said loudly: "Zhang Ping takes the decree." ”

Zhang Ping's eyes widened, his hand tightly grasped the wooden bar of the cell, and slowly knelt down.

The person who came was Gonggong Su, and he read the content of the holy decree word by word, and the light in Zhang Ping's eyes suddenly brightened, and then slowly dimmed.

There was a roar in his ears, and he did not remember the vague words, but remembered that the decree roughly meant that the emperor would interrogate him himself in the evening.

In the evening...... According to the rules of the strict court, if the prisoner was wronged during that time period, he would also be expelled from the palace if he was wronged, and if he was really guilty, he would be executed immediately.

"Zhang Ping, can you hear clearly?" In the midst of a roar, Gonggong Su asked.

"......" Zhang Ping raised his head and opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

"If you hear clearly, thank you." Father-in-law Su's voice was calm, without a trace of ups and downs.

Zhang Ping regretted in his heart, he blamed himself for believing the words of the man in black, saying that the Criminal Department wanted to interrogate him first, but now that the Holy Decree arrived, there was no mention of the Criminal Department at all, and now he has no voice, what should I do?

He suddenly remembered that there was another pill in his arms, and he forgot about it in a panic, so he hurriedly took out the pill from his arms and put it in his mouth.

"Zhang Ping! What are you doing? Father-in-law Su's eyes narrowed slightly, the dust in his hand was shaken, and his voice was cold.

Zhang Ping wanted to tell him that this was not a poison, but a pill used to restore his voice, but he had just put the medicine in his mouth at the moment, and it had not yet taken effect at all, and he couldn't make a sound, so he could only shake his head desperately and swallow the medicine in his mouth hard.

Father-in-law Su's face changed slightly, and he said to the guard of the heavenly prison holding a lantern beside him: "Quick! Open the door! Take the medicine out of his mouth! ”

"Yes." The guard hurriedly put down the lantern and hurriedly looked for the key to open the door, where was his speed comparable to Zhang Ping's speed? It's just a matter of opening the door, and Zhang Ping has already swallowed the medicine.

Zhang Ping really felt that the pill slid down his throat, and his heart settled down a little, once his voice recovered, he would be able to make a good statement to the emperor, and then ask for mercy, at least he couldn't abolish his martial arts, otherwise, how would he live in the future?

He was thinking about it, when suddenly, he felt like a fire in his stomach, and the scorching temperature exploded from his stomach with a bang, quickly filling every corner of his stomach.

Zhang Ping was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly rested, but he didn't think that the burning heat under the pranayama spread more rapidly, and with the flow of blood, up to the whole body, no one was spared.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but still couldn't make a sound, a bit of fishy sweet taste overflowed in his throat, he opened his mouth, "wow", and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The blood was thick, the color was black and red, Zhang Ping's body shook, he raised his hand to hold the wooden railing, and his fingertips slowly turned black and purple, and his heart was cold, this was poisoned.

He only woke up at this time that the man in black was telling a lie, he just gave himself a false news, and in order to avoid the interrogation of the criminal department, he swallowed the silencer pill, the silencer pill was not poisonous, but the last one was the real poison.

Who is he? This is clearly to put oneself to death, and ...... I want to seek death with such joy!

What a vicious and ruthless person!

Zhang Ping's eyes are getting darker and darker, and the burning heat in his body is extremely cold, like being in a pool of ice, every inch of blood is coagulated into ice, and the heat in his whole body is dissipated......

Before the last wisp of his consciousness dissipated, a handsome face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Qi King Leng Yiwei......

Father-in-law Su naturally didn't know the thousands of turns in Zhang Ping's heart, but he just watched him swallow the poison, and he died in a short time, frowned and sighed and said: "That's it, since the person is dead, you will send two people to follow our family to the emperor." ”

The guards behind him hurriedly responded, beckoned two people to come over and carry Zhang Ping's body, and followed Gonggong Su to the palace.

On the tree not far from the prison, there was a dark shadow, the man watched Gonggong Su come out, his eyes fell on Zhang Ping's corpse behind him, he smiled with satisfaction, and turned to leave.

After the black shadow left, another person got up from the grass on the ground, patted the soil on his body, looked at the direction where the black shadow left, and then looked at the dead Zhang Ping, and also turned to leave.

The man went straight to King Ning's mansion, walked through the courtyard to the Red Sleeve Garden, Rong Xi was resting on the beauty couch, and Xiao'er said in a low voice: "Why are you here at this time?" The princess was still taking a nap. ”

"Where's the prince?" Leng Fifteen also lowered his voice and said.

"The prince is awake and reading." Xiao'er said.

"Then go back to the prince, I have something important." Leng Fifteen looked at the window and said.

"Okay." Xiao'er nodded, turned around and entered the house.

Leng Yixiu put down the book, waved his hand, then stood up, followed Xiao'er out of the room, saw Leng Fifteen standing in the courtyard, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Leng Fifteen took a few steps forward, lowered his head and said, "Go back to the prince, Zhang Ping...... He's dead. ”

Leng Yixiu's eyes shrank, "When?" ”

"It was half an hour ago," Leng Fifteen's head hung lower, "Father-in-law Su went to deliver the decree, but he returned to the palace with Zhang Ping's corpse, which looked like he had been poisoned." ”

"Oh?" Leng Yixiu's face sank, he remembered his promise to Ruyue and vowed to take Zhang Ping's life, but now he died early, not the way he wanted to die.

He waved his hand, "Go down and pay attention to the movement on the other side of the palace." ”

"Yes." Leng Fifteen hurriedly retreated and let out a long breath.

Leng Yixiu stood under the corridor, looking up at the sunset on the horizon, like a rising firelight, and the surrounding clouds were dyed all kinds of red, deep and shallow, like flowers filled with a strong warm atmosphere in spring, one by one, blooming gorgeously.

It's just that now he is not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and the flames seem to rise in his heart, blocking his chest in one breath.

Zhang Ping is dead! Actually dead!

His face was as cold as iron, Zhang Ping was poisoned and died, and he had not yet been tried, so he naturally would not rush to commit suicide in fear of crime, and now that he is dead, it must be murdered.

Who was his killer?

Will it be Leng Yiwei?

At this time, Leng Yiwei was sitting in the study, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, shining like a star, but the people standing below did not dare to raise their heads.

Recently, the prince has been very murderous, even if he says a wrong word, it may lead to death, he can only be cautious and dare not be careless.

"Are you sure that Zhang Ping is dead?" Leng Yiwei spoke, and his voice was cold, like winter ice beads rolling down on the frozen ground.

"Yes." The man in black lowered his head and said, "My subordinates saw it with their own eyes." ”

"That's fine," Leng Yiwei nodded, "then—let's pay attention to the situation after his corpse enters the palace." ”

"Yes."

The emperor sat behind the dragon book case, closed his eyes to recuperate, and the incense in the hall burned fine ambergris, which made his mind somewhat relaxed.

He exhaled slightly, his head had been hurting for the past two days, all kinds of things were tangled together, it was just a mess, he couldn't find a clue, and the angry dragon guard around him was also put in the strict court, which one was loyal and which one was ill-intentioned, he was not sure now.

The best and safest way is to gather them all in the strict court and interrogate them properly, so that not a single fish can slip through the net.

The Raging Dragonguard is his personal guard, and he knows too many secrets to tell any of them, so make sure they are loyal.

He rubbed his temples, estimating the hour, it was almost time to interrogate Zhang Ping, let's start with him.

The emperor was thinking about it, and someone outside the door whispered: "Your Majesty, the old slave asks to see you." ”

"Come in." The emperor slowly opened his eyes and looked at Gonggong Su who walked in.

His steps were light and fast, the whisk in his hand was on the crook of his arm, he hung down and couldn't see his expression, he walked a few steps quickly and knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive the old slave for his sins." ”

"Huh?" The emperor's eyes flashed, "What's wrong?" Could it be ...... Did Zhang Ping run away? ”

"No," Gonggong Su said in a low voice: "Back to the emperor, he ...... He's dead. ”

"What?" The emperor was stunned, then his eyes opened, and the anger in his eyes surged, "Who killed him?" ”

"He committed suicide by taking poison." Su Gong said: "After the old slave read the holy decree, he took out a poison from his arms and swallowed it, the old slave asked the guards to stop it, but it was always too late, he took the poison, and soon died of poison, the old slave ...... has already brought his corpse, whether he is in the order to verify his identity, and ask the emperor to cut it. ”

His words were clear, but the emperor's face became more and more gloomy.