Nangong Min carefully weighed that instead of waiting for that kind of chaotic situation to appear, it was better to kill Zhang Cheng now so that Ruan Yanluo would be satisfied.

At the moment, he coldly ordered: "Cao Guards fell from a high place while patrolling, broke his neck bone and died, Steward Zhang was diligent and accidentally fell into the water, although he tried his best to rescue him or accidentally drowned, do you understand?" ”

Cao Wenzheng is not only breaking the neck bone, but none of the bones in the whole body are intact, but the eldest prince wants to say this, who dares to object? Although Zhang Cheng is still alive, he was mentioned together with Cao Wenzheng.

Although Nangong Min's close girl was stunned when she heard this, she didn't understand what her master meant, so she immediately nodded and said, "The slave understands." ”

The blood on Zhang Cheng's face faded instantly, and he began to struggle desperately, but how could he struggle with so many people? Several people pulled him and was about to go down, when Ruan Yanluo suddenly said, "It's here." ”

The people who killed Lan Xiang didn't watch them die with her own eyes, how could she be relieved?

Several minions stopped in place and did not move, but they all looked at Nangong Min, but Nangong Min looked at Ruan Yanluo, and saw that there was no trace of joking on her calm and indifferent face, and said with a grim face: "Didn't you hear what Lord Yanluo said?" Still not ready yet? ”

A bucket of water, a pile of thick brown paper, these are all the torture instruments. Soak one piece, paste it onto Zhang Cheng's face, and then soak another one.

Repetitive and mechanical movements, but because of this, they are particularly cruel.

Ruan Yan Luoyun looked at it lightly, letting a person drown, in fact, it didn't need to be so complicated at all, Nangong Min did this, somewhat with the intention of showing favor to her.

But no matter what she meant, this move was indeed in line with Ruan Yanluo's heart, and all those who hurt her should die in the most painful and cruel way.

Layer by layer of paper paste, Zhang Cheng's breathing became more and more difficult, and the movements of the struggle became smaller and smaller, and finally his hands and feet became weak and he did not move at all.

The girl in charge waited for a while before taking off the paper, reached out to poke into her nose, and reported back and forth: "Eldest princess, Lord Yanluo, Steward Zhang has drowned." ”

Nangong Min's face was already blue at this time, although her methods have always been ruthless, but they are all handed over to the people below to do, and she has never sat on the side to watch, and Ruan Yanluo can still watch her face after watching this scene.

"Sister Min, it's not that I have to be unforgiving, it's really these people who deceive people too much, and I want to thank Sister Min for your understanding today."

Ruan Yanluo said politely, but Nangong Min didn't dare to fully believe her, a woman who can do this kind of thing is decisive and cannot be underestimated by anyone.

Ignoring Nangong Min's inquiring gaze, Ruan Yan Luofu retreated and returned to Qingxin Pavilion with Lan Yue and Lan Xing.

On the first day of entering the Taoyuan, there was no activity arrangement, just let everyone get used to the environment first, at this time the moon was already on the treetops, from the afternoon to lead Cao Wenzheng to the Qingxin Pavilion, to Zhang Cheng drowned, but three hours passed, and in these short three hours, there were already two people who killed Lanxiang who paid the price they could.

Ruan Yanluo under the moon was dressed in white, with a slender and thin body, and seemed to be weak, but in such a body, there was a strong and proud backbone, and a strong backbone that no one could bend.

Ruan Yanluo said that within three days, all the murderers who hurt Lan Xiang would disappear from this world, although they believed it, they couldn't help but have some doubts, but at this moment, they didn't have any uncertainty in their hearts, their master had such an ability, she said that three days, it must be three days.

When Lan Xiang was buried three days later, all the people who hurt her would make funeral gifts for her.

Back at Qingxin Pavilion, Ruan Yanluo's slender fingers lightly clicked a name on the paper. There are four names on this paper, and two of them have been painted with bright red crosses.

Ding Yuan, Imperial Horse Supervisor.

Ruan Yanluo groaned, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "Is there a Jockey Club tomorrow?" ”

The arrangements for these three days have already been issued to everyone, and Lan Yue is also familiar with it, so she nodded and said, "There is a Jockey Club, tomorrow afternoon." ”

The corners of Ruan Yanluo's lips hooked up, and a slight cold smile slid out: "I can't wait." ”

……

On the second day, the sky was clear, and the peach blossoms were red and bright in the sun, like a burning flame.

Such a sunny weather is most suitable for enjoying the flowers and scenery, chanting poems, and the deacons and eunuchs in charge of the flower god banquet are indeed arranged in this way.

In the middle of the peach grove, there is a small open space, which is introduced into a stream in a loop, and on both sides of the stream are placed on the ground tables, and are filled with seasonal fruits and delicate pastries, which are elegant and poetic.

The so-called flowing water, but that's it.

After a while, when the people have arrived, someone will put down a tray with a bottle of wine from the upper reaches of the water source, and whoever stops in front of the tray will fill the bowl with wine and write a poem, and then replace it with a new full bottle and put it into the stream, and let it continue to flow downward, and so on until it is finished.

When Ruan Yanluo arrived, many people had already come, and many tables were sitting, Ruan Yanluo was looking for a vacant seat with few people, and was about to sit down, when there was a sudden commotion on the side of the peach forest.

"King Ling?" The chief deacon and eunuch blurted out these two words, and his mouth was open for a long time, and he could no longer speak.

This flower god banquet is somewhat semi-compulsive, all the princes and nobles, including the prince and princess, as long as they have not married a wife, they have to participate, except for one person, that is Nangong Ling.

Nangong Ling has not married a wife at the age of twenty-two, the emperor has long been anxious, but this son can't help it, Nangong Ling is too easy to use, too powerful, the emperor has a lot of things that Nangong Ling needs to solve, so in these little things, he has to turn a blind eye and follow Nangong Ling's temperament.

Nangong Ling has always disliked these noisy things, and he has not been here once since he was fourteen years old enough to participate, but at this moment, he actually appeared in the peach forest, so it is no wonder that the eunuch in charge couldn't believe his eyes.

"The father-in-law didn't prepare the position of this king, or does he say that this king can't come?" Nangong Ling said casually, there was no anger or anger, but it was just the coldness conveyed in this indifference, which was enough for the eunuch in charge to tremble coldly.

He hurriedly said: "King Ling Mo entertains his minions, there are still many positions, you can choose it, Lord Wang." ”

Nangong Ling's eyes turned in the middle of the field, and almost immediately found Ruan Yanluo's location, and smiled at her.

The sunlight shone on his face finely, as if he had been plated with a layer of golden light, making him look more and more demonic.

A word to readers:

After the third watch, the table waited.