Lan Ting's heart was slightly stunned, Yijing was actually a descendant of the Zhao family? His secret guards collected a lot of Yijing's origins and past experiences, all of which began when he first made a name for himself in Xiling, and before Yijing was twenty-seven years old, there was no trace of his birth and who he was taught by.

At this time, Lan Ting also noticed that Yijing's injuries were not light, and they were all old wounds, and one eye had completely festered and was not formed. Lan Yuzhen imprisoned Yijing on death row in the Criminal Prosecution Department obviously to let Yijing avoid being kidnapped by his secret guards, but it seems that Yijing is even mentally abnormal, could it be that there was an accident on death row?

Lan Ting squinted his eyes slightly, Lan Yuyan left three secret edicts after going to the death row of the Criminal Inspection Department, and left Beijing in a hurry, he knew that this must be related to the meeting with Yijing. He was originally reasoning, and it was likely that there was some kind of collusion between Lan Yuzhen and Yijing, or that Lan Yuzhen had listened to some of Yijing's suggestions.

This building is likely to be about Shen Qianran.

This is also one of the reasons why he has been trying to get Yijing out of the death row of the Criminal Prosecution Department.

can see the wounds on Yijing's body, and an incredible feeling touches his heart, but he can't sort it out for a while.

"Bring him back first and then interrogate!" Since he successfully caught Yijing, he is not in a hurry to interrogate him now, and at this time, Lan Ting has no heart to pursue these, he has to go to pick up Shen Qianran's mother and son.

Lan Ting flew on his horse and walked away.

Yong'an Houfu.

Zhao Qiqi walked out of his garden, and in the early summer morning, the sun faintly cast a faint halo of light. She just glanced around, and the surrounding nursing homes were still guarded like human piles, and if it weren't for the sweat on their cheeks, she would have thought that these people were all fake.

When he arrived outside the outer hall, he took the parasol and stopped, and said softly, "Little Miss, the slave is waiting here!" "The Zhao family's rules are large, she is only a second-class maid of the Zhao Mansion, and she has no posture to enter the inner hall to wait.

Zhao Seventeen said "um", and the messenger at the door shouted, "Miss Seventeen is here!" After that, he walked into the inner hall with his skirt curled up.

At this time, the inner hall was already full, including her aunt and several of her sisters-in-law. Everyone sat around Mrs. Zhao, with smiles on their faces.

At this time, Mrs. Zhao was still sitting in the inner hall of the Zhao Mansion as usual, holding a lotus dew from everyone's hands, which was boiled by the cook early in the morning, the color was clear and fragrant, which could both rejuvenate the face and defeat the fire. The sound of laughter in the hall came and went, and Mrs. Zhao was full of pleasant words and gossip with her daughters-in-law and granddaughters-in-law.

Zhao Qiqi stepped forward, and Yahuan immediately put a ball under her knees. After Zhao Qiqi greeted Mrs. Zhao, one of her sisters-in-law stood up and vacated a place next to Mrs. Zhao for Zhao Qiqi to sit.

"Why is it so early?" Old Madam Zhao ordered Yahuan to fill a bowl of lotus dew, took it and handed it to Zhao Qiqi, watched her drink it all in a few sips, and said with a smile, "Watching young people eat is fragrant!" ”

After Zhao Qiqi finished drinking, he handed the empty bowl to Hanyu who was waiting on the side, glanced around the hall, and frowned slightly, "Grandmother, where is the little sister-in-law?" Zhao Seventeen couldn't hide something in his heart, and after scooping his eyes and patrolling around, he found that he didn't see the sixteenth sister-in-law.

She came today to confirm whether the cry she heard last night was real or just a dream!

In the past few days, Zhao Qiqi has almost been under house arrest in his boudoir, except for a small garden in front of his bedroom door where he can walk around twice as he likes, even the hot spring bath himself can't go as he likes.

At the beginning, she only said that it was because she was ignorant and ran around all day long, which made Mrs. Zhao worried, and she was grounded, so she didn't feel at ease. Thinking about it in a few days, when the ancestral anger has passed, she will naturally be let out.

But soon, she noticed that something was wrong, because her mother, Mrs. Zhao, did not come to look at her, she quietly watched the scene outside the courtyard, and it seemed that except for the guards standing guard, it was rare to see the family members in the mansion running through the courtyards.

Could it be that the people in the house are grounded like her?

Zhihua was afraid that she would be bored, so he asked the housekeeper to collect some books on strange things for her to pass the room. If it was ordinary, Zhao Qiqi could also calm down and read it, but in the past two days, her heart has become more and more uneasy, and something big has really happened.

Until last night, she had fallen asleep, but she heard a loud cry from the east side, and then a chaotic noise. It seemed that there were many people running anxiously, knocking over the chairs, and the sound of the cups breaking came from time to time, and she vaguely heard that it seemed to be the cry of her sister-in-law.

She got out of the bed, felt the window, and opened it to hear what was happening, but the crying soon ceased, and she pricked up her ears to listen, but in the silence of the night, she occasionally heard a few insects, and nothing seemed to be there.

Perhaps she was about to dream, so she went back to bed and went back to sleep.

Therefore, early this morning, she wanted to send Zhihua to ask for a favor, so that she could be lifted from the grounding, and she wanted to ask Mrs. Zhao for peace.

Who knew that the guards at the door told her that Mrs. Zhao had lifted the curfew in the mansion, and the people in the mansion could move around freely except for going out of the mansion.

Old Madam Zhao rolled her eyelids and glanced at her, snorted, and hugged her in her arms, "Seventeen, when you come to see your grandmother, you don't ask for peace first, but ask about your sister-in-law." Old lady Zhao smiled kindly, her heart was not relaxed at all, last night, the corpses of Zhao Chengfei and more than a dozen dragon guards were thrown in front of the Zhao Mansion, among which Zhao Chengfei was hit by seventeen arrows, when the guards carried the body to the lobby, the limbs were stiff, the face was already white, and there was no blood flowing out of the arrow holes, and he had been dead for a long time.

Zhao Chengfei was just newly married, and the husband and wife were naturally more affectionate, and it happened that the bride saw that her husband was late at night, and she was worried.

Old Madam Zhao held back the pain that could not be relieved, and personally removed the feather arrows on Zhao Chengfei's body one by one, holding this little grandson, remembering that he was such a young and fresh person yesterday, and now he was stiff in his arms lifelessly. This is not the first time she has sent a white-haired person to a black-haired person, in Miao Jiang, she has died four sons in exchange for the Miao people's subservience.

"King Ning, I will never give up with you...... When she finally dealt with an arrow feather that pierced from her left eye to the back of her head, all of Mrs. Zhao's thoughts were frozen, and her hatred burned but she couldn't rush out of her throat, but she had no right to vent, all her anger had to be blocked in her heart, like a mountain pressed against her heart, only to twist all her strength into a bite, almost biting her lower lip.

The Zhao family's actions are not justified, and she can't even make the news of Zhao Chengfei's death public, so as not to cause unease in the government and the opposition.

"Grandmother, you sue your granddaughter-in-law, who is so cruel......" Zhao Chengfei's wife saw her husband who was not facing her like this, she had already collapsed to the ground, and she didn't know whether she was scared or sad, she didn't even dare to look at Zhao Chengfei, she just covered her face and cried loudly.

"What are you crying about, put away your tears, if you alarm the whole house, I can't spare you!" Old Madam Zhao's eyes lit up, and she was impatient with the bride's tears, pointed at her angrily, and scolded viciously, "You don't even have the courage to look at your husband, how many pennies are your tears worth?" ”

She ordered her personal maid to find a clean military uniform and personally change it for Zhao Chengfei. He then ordered the guards to temporarily store Zhao Chengfei's body in the zài cellar.

Under the flickering candlelight, Old Madam Zhao's green fingers gently stroked the battle robe.

Because this was the first battle, Zhao Chengfei went to her bedroom to say goodbye to her before the action. The moment she opened the door of her bedroom when Zhao Chengfei pushed open the door of her bedroom, Zhao Chengfei, who was dressed in the twilight sunset, was very handsome, because of the light on his back, the Buddha returned to the years of the year, and her seventh son also smiled and said goodbye to her, "Mother, I think of it, my son will definitely return triumphantly!" ”

But she didn't wait for her seventh son to come back, and she didn't even leave a word, only Zhao Chengfei, the posthumous son. Therefore, over the years, she has always been more attentive to him.

Zhao Chengfei's blood-soaked robe was not intact, and every arrow hole was silently pouring out the tragic situation before his death, and the old lady Zhao was lying on her back, like a sharp claw tearing through the liver and lungs, and she cried silently-

Xiaoqi Xiaoqi, your child is coming to you, but I hope that your father and son will have a good life, and on other days, your mother will scoop the first blood of King Ning and sacrifice it to your father and son......

Old Madam Zhao quickly suppressed her grief, unwilling to alarm the Zhao Mansion, so as not to cause confusion and rumors, she ordered the minions who knew not to publicize tonight's matter, otherwise, no matter who spread it, all those who knew would be killed!

Old Madam Zhao's heart was wrenching, but all the actions of the descendants of the Zhao family with Long Wei could not be put on the surface, after all, Long Wei was the Son of Heaven to be punished, and the Zhao family's move was not only rebellious.

Mrs. Zhao is relieved of her children and grandchildren, but she is not completely at ease with her daughter-in-law. Therefore, the women of the Zhao family did not know the plans of the Zhao family, after last night, she also guessed that many people in the Zhao Mansion heard abnormal crying, in order to calm everyone's hearts, she had to stand up and whitewash the peace, and the curfew in the house was lifted, and the family was happily tasting breakfast.

The corners of Zhao Qiqi's mouth curled, and he said coquettishly: "Grandmother, I just heard my sister-in-law crying last night, so I was a little worried about my sister-in-law, so I asked!" ”

As soon as Zhao Qiqi's words came out, everyone nodded one after another, saying that they seemed to have vaguely heard it, but everyone didn't dare to be so blunt as Zhao Qiqi.

Old Madam Zhao had no sleep all night, her appearance was thin and pale, and there was a faint black gas between her eyebrows, but her smile was still majestic, "It's not that your sister-in-law is careful, I heard that your sixteenth brother wants to take a concubine, so she cried like that, what kind of system!" "Old Madam Zhao didn't want to cause chaos at this time.

When Zhao Qiqi heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said to Mrs. Zhao with a simple smile: "If I were a little sister-in-law, I would definitely give the sixteenth brother a divorce, how can anyone just get married and have to take a concubine." Hmph, I don't want to cry for this Bo Xingnan. ”

When Mrs. Zhao heard her daughter's mouth without inhibitions, she put away the smile on her face, leaned down and pulled her daughter into her arms, stretched out her hand to help her pick up a strand of messy hair on her cheeks, and sighed: "I can't say this in front of your sister-in-law for a while!" ”

"Mother, seventeen is not so stupid!" Zhao Qiqi took a sugar lotus seed into the mouth, buried his face in his mother's arms, and did not raise his eyes.

Everyone laughed for more than half an hour, and Mrs. Zhao was physically and mentally exhausted, and she was about to open her mouth to let everyone disperse.

At this time, a guard came in, holding a brocade box in his hand, stepped forward and knelt down towards Old Madam Zhao, and said solemnly, "Old Madam, this is sent by Ning Wangfu, and I ordered my subordinates to send it to Old Madam Zhao with their own hands." ”

"King Ning?" Old Madam Zhao's heart tightened, a burst of sweat surfaced on her back, and she had an inexplicable fear of this box that was less than two palms big, but in front of everyone, she didn't want to show her vulnerability at all, and glanced at the guard coldly, "What about King Ning's people?" Now that you're here to give gifts, why don't you come in and sit down, have a cup of tea and leave? ”

The guard bowed down and said, "King Ning's people only left a sentence, saying that the old lady was in a hurry to ask for this thing, so he sent someone to send it over in person!" ”

Mrs. Zhao's fourth daughter-in-law saw that the brocade box was carved with extremely delicate lotus flowers around it, and the box seemed to be made of nanmu, she was curious, and the position where she was sitting was the nearest guard, so she stood up and wanted to step forward to take the nanmu box and then hand it to Mrs. Zhao.

Old Madam Zhao's intuition was not good, she stopped the fourth daughter-in-law who wanted to come forward to pick it up with one hand, and frowned slightly, "Slow, the old body can't remember clearly, when he was in a hurry to ask for something, and he was bothered that His Royal Highness King Ning personally sent someone to send it over." Are you sure someone from King Ning's Mansion sent it? Old Madam Zhao's eyebrows were not interested, and she looked at the brocade box with a faint expression.

"Yes, the guard's subordinates also know that it is the first-class guard with a knife in King Ning's Mansion, and his subordinates have drunk with him a few times! It was he who personally handed over the things to his subordinates, because of King Ning's explanation, his subordinates didn't dare to let the servants in the mansion take over, so they didn't turn their hands! "The guards don't know what to do, it is said that King Ning is so cautious to let people send things to the door, Old Madam Zhao should not be so lazy.

Old Madam Zhao stared at the luxurious Nanmu brocade box, and quickly made the worst calculation in her heart, even if the box was a human head, it could not be put down with the size of this box.

But at the same time, she firmly believed that King Ning sent something at this time, and it was impossible for her to show goodwill. She kept staring, and there was no loosening on her face, and even after the layers of wrinkled eyes, her eyes did not even shine. I don't know if it's hidden too deeply, or if it's become obscure as I get older, everyone even thinks that Old Madam Zhao's eyelids secrete obvious fear.

"Grandmother? What's wrong with you? Zhao Qiqi blinked her eyes and looked at Mrs. Zhao in confusion, she listened to King Ning's things, she became a little interested, and saw that the box was very exquisite, presumably the contents must be very precious, and there were a few hearts of excitement in her heart, and she wanted to see it.

Old Madam Zhao saw that everyone looked at her with doubts on their faces, and thought to herself, hiding her head and revealing her tail at this time made people panic, this box is so small, most of it may be letters. Don't scare yourself!

Thinking like this, Mrs. Zhao bowed her head slightly and signaled to take it, Zhao Qiyi received the order, and did not wait for the guard to step forward, she ran directly over like a little finch to take it, and the fair-skinned and charming instantly bloomed on her face, and her voice was delicate and brittle, "Let Seventeen come and take a look......

Zhao Qiqi held the box and saw that the box was not locked, as long as he picked the hook. She smiled, at the moment when the box was opened, her face changed slightly, her eyes were suddenly opened to the maximum, and she seemed to take a closer look with unbelievable eyes, everyone only heard Zhao Seventeen screaming, as if he was crawling all over his body by corpse worms, he closed the box heavily, and threw it away, his legs and feet almost spasmodically struggled to Mrs. Zhao's side, and his whole body trembled and pointed to the contents of the box, his eyes were full of cangyi and sadness, "Mother, I don't want to look at it...... Yes, yes, it's the third brother......"

Hanyan saw that Mrs. Zhao's eyes were shining and fell on the box that rolled into the corner, her face turned purple, and she hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the Nanmu box.

"Who told you to touch it?" Old Madam Zhao jumped up angrily, as if the box in the Buddha was shattered by a touch, she picked up the jasper stick and slapped the coffee table fiercely, and knocked all the tea sets and teapots on the table to the ground.

Then, taking a step forward, he struck Hayan's head again, Hayan let go of his hand, instinctively turned to the side to avoid it, and the heavy round head of the jasper staff smashed on her shoulder bone.

Hanyan didn't dare to exhale pain, the pain made her whole face twist into a ball, she didn't know whether she should be lucky or feel that she was too unlucky. If Old Madam Zhao had used her tiger head staff, at this time, half of her shoulder would definitely have broken bones.

She didn't know what she had done wrong, so she could only lean on her side and swallow her head in pain like a bone crack in her left shoulder, "Please calm the anger of the old lady!" ”

Old Madam Zhao walked to the box with a jasper staff, squatted down with a little difficulty to suppress the convulsions at the corners of her mouth, picked up the box with her own hands, and the moment she opened it, a sharp pain pierced out from the bottom of her heart. I only felt a thick fishy smell coming out of my throat, and I couldn't even control it, so I vomited blood from my mouth, and the blood stained my body.

Her whole body trembled, only to feel such a high summer, but her heart was filled with cold despair...... The box contained a face of Zhao Chengluo.

Everyone saw that Mrs. Zhao vomited blood, and the inner hall was even more chaotic, and they rushed forward one by one to surround Mrs. Zhao, but they were forced back by Mrs. Zhao's gloomy eyes, and everyone sat in fear and didn't dare to move!

"Child ......" Mrs. Zhao was sad, threw the jasper staff in her hand, held the box in one hand, and caressed the face that was cut off with the other, the blood and strength of her whole body had been drained, and her mood was agitated, and she almost fainted.

"Luo'er, grandmother will definitely avenge you for this...... "If she was willing to listen to Zhao Chengluo's opinion at that time, and don't underestimate the enemy too much, wouldn't it be a different result? A thick guilt crept into her heart, and only the sadness left in her body pulled a trace of strength to breathe, although she lost four sons in her life, she was still very close, and it can be said that she was full of children and grandchildren.

But in just two days, she lost two grandchildren.

She hugged the box woodenly, and slowly sat back in her own Taishi chair, her eyes were no longer half of the spirit, floating on her face in a trance, like holding a child, holding it to her chest, she couldn't pretend that nothing had happened, she was crying all over, she was holding the box tightly, her tears were dripping densely on the expressionless face in the box, at this time, she paid the price of two grandchildren, she didn't know whether the decision of the day was right or wrong!

"Mother...... What's going on? When Mrs. Zhao heard Zhao Seventeen pointing to the box to call the third brother, her pale face was already full of death, and her eyes were staring at the box in Mrs. Zhao's arms like a sharp blade.

It wasn't until Mrs. Zhao's cry overflowed the word "slightly" that the Buddha's heart was pounded heavily, she pushed away Zhao Seventeen in her arms, and stood up from the chair suddenly. The slave beside her exclaimed and hurriedly held on, Mrs. Zhao's breath slowed slightly, and she immediately rushed to Mrs. Zhao out of control, snatched the box, and when she opened it, her whole face was almost buried in the box, until she was sure that the lifeless face in the box was indeed her own son, she looked up to the sky and opened her mouth, and cried out of her throat in a sad voice, "Mother, you ...... Sue sù daughter-in-law, what happened to the Zhao family? ”

If Zhao Chengfei had an accident, he can also whitewash the peace, Mrs. Zhao only said that she encountered a thief assassination, but Zhao Chengluo is not Zhao Chengfei, he was born in Longwei, has been in the army for so many years, and has his own guards around him, no matter how harmful the thief is, he can't bear him.

Zhao Qiqi shrank in the arms of the sixth sister-in-law, tears like a spring that could not be closed, and kept pouring out, although she was simple, but she was not stupid, she had an intuition that the Zhao family and King Ning must have resisted.

She remembered that in that strange dream, she dreamed that King Ning was going to take out her heart, and then, the master entrusted her with the dream and asked her to save her life.

She scooped up the iron scroll of Danshu according to her master's prompts. Eventually, she gave the scroll to her grandmother, hoping that she would save her master. She thought to herself, it must be because of this that the Zhao family offended King Ning, so her brother was persecuted like this.

A devastating rage and jealousy swelled up in her heart. If he wants to take out her heart for the woman next to her, it's just a dream. And now? And now, he is so real and so cruel to their Zhao family!

King Ning, I hate you! I hate you to death!

She imagined that she wanted to find a safe place to live like a little beast, she hugged the body of the sixth sister-in-law hard, and wanted to squeeze into her mother's body, but her body trembled, and she didn't know if it was her heart was cold, or the arms of the sixth sister-in-law were too cold and hard to warm her heart, and the two sisters-in-law shrunk together.

There was a cry in the inner hall, and at this time, all the people felt terrified, lest they should receive a gift from their husband or son. They tried their best to hold back the suppressed clamor in their hearts, and looked at Old Madam Zhao, wanting a reasonable answer.

Old Madam Zhao was still silent, her five fingers were into a fist, the knuckles were blue and white, the anger in her eyes seemed to burn her to ashes, she knew that King Ning's move was to cause civil strife in her Zhao Mansion, but she knew that the time had not yet come. Her children and grandchildren are all acting according to the net she has laid down, she has to guard the Zhao family, waiting for her second grandson Zhao Chengde to dispatch an army of 100,000 into Xiling, at that time, when it is pointed out that when King Ning rebels, if King Ning resists, then the army is the most powerful weapon.

This revenge, she must avenge it, the children and grandchildren of the Zhao family will not die in vain, and the blood of the Zhao family will not be shed in vain!

Old Madam Zhao slowly stood up straight, the jasper staff fell on the floor of the bluestone jade lightly, and shouted in a deep voice, "Don't ask why, from today on, the gate will be locked, every courtyard door will be locked, cancel the morning and dusk provinces, don't come out in the bedroom, and after the incident, grandmother will give you a reason!" Old Madam Zhao glanced at everyone tightly and said coldly, "All retreat!" ”

Zhao Qiqi broke away from the arms of the sixth sister-in-law, took a few steps to the old lady Shen, knelt down and sobbed, "Grandmother, this qiē is caused by Zhao Qiqi, and Seventeen is ......" She wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to say it. She only knew that if the Zhao family hadn't been because of herself, her brother wouldn't have died so miserably!

She should have explained to her grandmother early in the morning, so that her grandmother knew what she had foreseen in her dream, and perhaps, her grandmother would not have offended King Ning lightly, and that qiē would not have happened.

Old Mrs. Zhao only said that it was her child's heart, if it was normal, when she saw this only granddaughter crying into tears, she must have held it in her arms and coaxed a few words, but today, how could she have the heart to care about Zhao Seventeen's sadness, she was anxious, and she didn't know what happened to Zhao Chengwei.

Even if Zhao Chengwei can't capture anyone, as long as she kills Qin Zhiyao, then she is still half successful in this game!

Next, just wait for the news of the death guard sent to Jiangnan from afar, as long as the news of Lan Yuyan's death comes, she can immediately start the second step of the plan here!

What if it fails? She had to calm down and think carefully about what to do next.

She glanced at the big girl ring beside her coldly, and with a smile of understanding, she hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhao Seventeen, and said softly, "Miss Seventeen, you mourn and let the slave send you back to the bedroom!" ”

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