"County Lord!"

Jiaoyue's face changed greatly, she fell to her knees with a bang, walked away from her knees, and persuaded bitterly: "That thing can't be eaten anymore, you have already eaten three bottles, and if you eat it again, you will definitely be addicted...... No, I can't watch you go on like this, I'm going to report to Lord Hou......"

"You dare!"

An Li suddenly squeezed the ebony comb in his hand, slammed it on the ground, and with a click, the comb was broken into several pieces by her: "Don't forget your identity, who are you!" She grabbed Bright Moon's wrist and dragged her to her, "My business, if you dare to talk nonsense, your family will not want to have good fruit to eat!" ”

Jiaoyue's eyes widened, and for a while she forgot to say anything to forgiveness, only to feel a buzzing in her head: That ghost thing can really move people's temperament...... This matter must be told to the Marquis Sù, and it can no longer be hidden.

An Li couldn't control himself for a while, and a trace of remorse appeared in his eyes, but after seeing Jiaoyue's expression clearly, that trace of remorse faded cleanly: "Do you think I'm joking with you?" Are your mother's heart palpitations better? Your brother broke his leg before, and he can't raise him to be lame, and your sister ......"

Her voice was as cold as ice ballast, and Bright Moon couldn't help but shiver, dispelling half of the idea of stealing a complaint.

But looking at An Li's current appearance, she really couldn't turn a blind eye, so she had to coax and persuade: "County Lord, the medical supervision has been tight recently, and I'm afraid that the place last time is no longer there, you let me inquire for a few days, okay?" ”

"No need," An Li opened the makeup, and didn't shy away from letting Jiaoyue see the contents of it, she rummaged for a while, took out a folded piece of paper from underneath, and handed it to Jiaoyue, "Go to this place to buy it." How to buy, it's all written on it. ”

"Who gave you this?"

An Li lowered his head, covering the sneer at the corner of his mouth, and when he looked up again, there was a hint of dodging in his expression: "Don't ask so much, in short, go and go back quickly." ”

She urged so tightly that Jiaoyue had to take the silver and go out of the door step by step.

An Li took the porcelain bottle in the makeup, uncorked it and put it under his nose, took a deep breath, inhaled all the faint aroma between his chest and abdomen, and then leaned back to drink the contents of the bottle, and threw the porcelain bottle aside without hesitation.

*****

Su Musha was carried by a horse and tossed all the way, completely unaware of where he would be taken. At first, she still had some strength, and she held up her head to look at the road, recognizing that the direction of walking was the east of the city, and then she felt dizzy when she looked up slightly. She had had a similar experience, and she couldn't help but think of the incident when she was kidnapped and taken away by the people of Lingyun Villa in the Dark Village Guarding Forest.

At that time, it was good luck that he sat upright on the horse, and at that time he was glad that he was not hanging on the horse's back with his head down, otherwise he would have been ......

It's falling apart, it's really going to fall apart!

Su Musha's whole body was sore, and his mind turned back and forth, thinking about why he was arrested by the people of the government.

When the officers and soldiers rushed into the store to get people, her first reaction was that the incident happened that day/in Eighteen Mile Town, so she hurriedly left clues for Chuncao and Little Cucumber, and she didn't know if they could remember, and whether Su Liang and they could figure it out after listening to the story.

Someone must have made a hindrance in this matter, it seems that the owner of the flower cellar is really angry, but I don't know what kind of means they will use, whether it is to frame or to announce a personal vendetta?

If it is framed, Su Musha is not afraid, if he wants to plant a stolen goods, he has to take out the "thief stolen goods" and pretend to be a show, if he can be confronted, the time to snatch it is just enough for the people outside to operate.

I'm afraid it's a personal vendetta, and people don't talk about those things in front of them, and what they ******** is to kill you.

Thinking of this, Su Musha felt a trace of fear from the bottom of his heart, and the horses under him had slowed down, and they had the intention of stopping. Someone grabbed her by the legs and feet, carried her off the horse, and untied the ropes that bound her legs and feet.

Under the blue sky and white sun, there is a neat and solemn red brick wall in front of you, the two gates are closed, there are more than ten guards dressed in soap clothes and carrying scimitars at the waist, and there is a plaque hanging on the high door, with the word "Criminal Department" written on it, exuding a faint sense of slaughter.

Criminal Department?

Su Mu sneered in his heart, and suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind, and was pushed forward a few steps, and then one person on the left and right supported her and walked towards the west corner gate.

There is a gloomy atmosphere in the criminal department, although it is broad daylight, but the places where it passes are silent, Su Mu's mouth is blocked, his hands are tied behind his back, and he is paraded all the way forward, and occasionally a few officials pass by, and they all uphold the principle of not squinting when they come and go, not like a living person, but like a living ghost.

This road did not distinguish between east and west, but through three or four corridors, around the corner of the bushes, it was actually another gate.

Su Musha recalled that Shi Cai was half-pushed and half-dragged by the messenger, as if he did not turn a corner, he recognized one direction and walked in pairs, entered the criminal department through one door, and went out through another door.

She became nervous again, and the gang just brought her back to the Criminal Department openly, and even used the Criminal Department as a pretense, she knew that once she passed through this door, no one would know her whereabouts.

"Hmmmm, where are you taking me...... Hmm, who sent you......"

Su Musha struggled hard, but the arms of the officials on both sides clamped her tightly like iron pliers, she had neither poisonous Gu nor Xiaobai on her body, and it was useless to struggle, but she was twisted by someone's arm fiercely, and she stumbled out of the door.

There was a tightly covered car parked outside the door, and one of the officials lifted the curtain, grabbed Su Mushao's neckline like a chicken, and threw her into the car.

Su Musha's head hit the wall of the car hard, there was a muffled sound, she felt dizzy, and she didn't dare to move for a while, and after the dizziness passed, she was aware of it, the wheels rolled, and the car didn't know where to go.

No wonder he dared to do it in the blue sky and daylight, it turned out that he had the idea of such a trick. Who is this, who is so lacking in virtue.

This time it didn't take long for the car to stop. Su Musha knew that the yamen in the east of the city was gathered, and was thinking about which yamen she was transported to, when her eyes lit up, the curtain of the car was lifted, and then a pair of big hands reached into the carriage, grabbed her and dragged her out of the car.

Su Musha struggled to raise her head and found herself standing in front of an inconspicuous courtyard, with several guards standing at the gate of the courtyard, her eyes widening suddenly—she knew these guards, they were originally members of the Xiaoxiao Gang.

Su Musha raised his eyes, and a newly built plaque came into view, with three new big characters on it - Medical Supervision.

Surprised, Su Mushao's mind flashed into his head, and he realized who she was brought here by.

It's Su Wan'er.

(The heroine's diary 223, August sixth, why does my life seem to uphold the principle of "no more than three days"...... (To be continued.) )