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After surviving the storm, after dawn, there was a improvement, the rain became smaller and smaller, although it did not stop, but it was only dripping enough to affect travel; Compared to last night's strong wind, it is much softer now. A frog jumped out of the corner, croaked, and jumped into the grass.

It seems that he has been tired in the past few days, so that Wang Ningzhi is still a little confused, dizzy, his eyes have not yet opened, but there is a slippery body in his arms, soft and graceful, he subconsciously hugged it, his hand gently walked up and down the curve, and said vaguely: "Lady, why don't you wear clothes?" ”

The female body in her arms rubbed him, grabbed his words with a small hand, and said coquettishly: "Isn't this convenient......"

Wang Ning shuddered, woke up suddenly, remembered what happened last night, hurriedly sat up, opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was Yu Nanzi, who was frightened, and glanced at himself complainingly, pouting ruddy little mouth, but didn't say a word...... Wang Ningzhi wiped his face, squinted his eyes, and watched Yu Nanzi show his delicate body generously, only one brocade quilt covered his stomach, but he turned a blind eye to these, but stretched out his hand and pulled the brocade quilt, and saw that there was no blood underneath, so he breathed a sigh of relief and frowned: "Why are you doing this?" ”

"How can there be so many whys, it's obvious that you pounced on others and forced them to ...... But I didn't expect to wake up and complain about others, Lang Jun, Lang Jun, how can you be like this? Although he said this, Yu Nanzi didn't mean to be angry at all, but sat up and let the brocade be slid down, after a night of whipping, there was still some lumpy redness on the body that became more and more beautiful, as if someone grabbed the traces left by force, Yu Nanzi, who sat up, stretched out his hand to pick up Wang Ningzhi's chin, looked at his more serious expression, and chuckled, "Okay, okay, don't be angry...... As for why you ask me why I do this, the reason is very simple—I just want to taste the man who can convince Sister Jiang. ”

Wang Ningzhi was even more entangled.

He likes that the people or things around him are all under his control, and he doesn't want accidents to happen, but he can't help it...... This is really easy to say, even if he had a successful career in his previous life, he was never pushed back by a fanatical money worshipper, but in this life, he gave his virgin body to the surviving person in a daze - sadly listening to Yu Nanzi's tone, he still seems to be the one who was prostituted!

Just when he was thinking nonsense, Yu Nanzi leaned over and kissed Wang Ningzhi, and then put on his clothes, there were not many clothes, and he quickly finished dressing, looked back at Wang Ningzhi, and smiled: "Then I'll go first, you can ask someone to clean up here...... Oh, and the remaining peach nectar is here. ”

With that, he slowly left the room, staggering a little.

It's really a prostitute.

But it's ***, although it is not controlled, it can be bearable, just looking at the peach nectar wine on the table, thinking about it, it is estimated that he was drugged, Wang Ningzhi had a headache again, I really didn't expect this Yu Nanzi to be so crazy, he really dared to do this, and it was better to have less contact in the future.

After putting it on, thinking that it was a little inappropriate for the handmaid to clean up the sheets, Wang Ningzhi turned over and looked at the sheets, and was stunned: although it looked messy, there was no residual liquid to the touch, and there were not even traces left by the dried liquid.

"It doesn't seem to be last night's sheets......" he muttered softly, thinking of Yu Nanzi's stumbling steps, he smiled bitterly, and simply and neatly collapsed on the bed again.

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Although it is still raining lightly, it has already passed compared to the catastrophe when the typhoon made landfall.

The night seems to have passed for a long time, making people a little trance, the Taoist debate about Wang Ningzhi is still ongoing, but after the rainstorm, the path is difficult to walk, and it can only spread in a small area, and even the officials, except for the people who stayed in the county guard, everyone else was dismissed by Wang Ningzhi...... It is estimated that unless Wang Ningzhi steps down, this group of people will not be able to come.

Wang Ningzhi didn't stay in the room for a long time, thinking about the time, and felt that it was time, so he walked out of it, told the maid to clean up the room, and walked to the office alone, but before he could go in, he was stopped by Li Yong, who ran over with the jailer.

"Fujun, county jail...... Something happened again. Li Yong's voice trembled a little, even if he himself felt bad, but after leaning over, he called Wang Ningzhi to stop, and the jailer next to him knelt on the ground all of a sudden.

This jailer is very familiar, and he is one of the five jailers when Wang Ningzhi went to the county prison last night.

"What's wrong?" Wang Ningzhi asked lightly.

"Hui Fujun, the real person of Puxiang who is imprisoned in prison...... Died violently last night. The jailer said with some horror, "A group of refugees suddenly came to the county jail, saying that their home was destroyed, and they hoped to take refuge from the rain in the county jail, considering the king's ...... I waited for them to come in, and it was safe and sound, but when I went to deliver food in the morning, I found that Puxiang Zhenren had died in the rain and had knife wounds on his body......"

"But what did the refugees do?" Wang Ningzhi wandered, "Where are they now?" ”

"They are still in the county prison, because Puxiang died violently, so I waited for them to be controlled, but a simple investigation found that except for the long knives on our bodies, the group of refugees did not carry knives."

"Did they steal your knives while you were asleep?"

The jailer was stunned for a moment and lowered his head: "We have not found any signs of the saber being moved. ”

"Just because you haven't found it doesn't mean you haven't, and it's possible that the refugees have restored the knife perfectly." Wang Ningzhi stopped, beckoned the jailer to get up, simply didn't enter the door, and simply walked neatly in the direction of the county prison, saying as he walked, "You don't have to worry, it was only Puxiang Zhenren who died, he was originally a death row prisoner, and he was sentenced to be beheaded after the autumn, but now he is just dying early, I will not easily blame you...... It's just that it should be investigated or investigated. ”

"Yes." The jailer should go down and lead the way.

At this time, it was not like the cement road in later generations, and the path was muddy after heavy rain, and it was very uncomfortable to walk one by one, and it was still raining lightly, so it was very difficult to walk, and the jailer guessed a pile of footprints when he came.

When he was about to leave the county guard's mansion, Wang Ningzhi paused for a moment, and greeted the managers who stayed in the county guard's mansion on the road, but it reminded him of some things, so he explained to Li Yong next to him: "The cold door that provides a house for refugees to live in should have been settled, so the county guard is short of people, Xingming, you go to check it, confirm the list, if there are people among them who want to be officials, you can draft a letter of recommendation and send it to the king of Langya in the county......"