"What else does Wu Shaoqing have to say?"

Qi Liangzheng seemed to ask with good intentions, and there was coercion between his eyebrows.

Wu Shaoqing looked at the children of the nobles, there were many colleagues in the capital, but none of them stood up to say anything.

If this girl is really from Qifu, this matter will be difficult to handle.

Even if Jing Zhaoyin arrests this woman for interrogation, tomorrow, as long as Qi Liang fights to go to the Queen Mother to complain, saying that someone used Hualou to poison the Qin girl, blame the people in his house, and even implicate him......

As long as he speaks, the Queen Mother will send the Silver Whip Pavilion to try the case.

The Silver Whip Pavilion is known as the Hell Pavilion, if it intervenes, it is quite light to reverse black and white, but I am afraid that I will secretly tie up the beam, and I will repay it, and whoever gets it will be unlucky......

Therefore, everyone who watched the play knew this well, and no one questioned it.

Qingzhi's maid had tears on her face, and when she saw this situation, she was not angry, and looked at Ying Zhichu with hatred.

If it weren't for her, Miss wouldn't have died!

Qi Liangzheng noticed her demeanor, and his tone suddenly cold, "It's you?" Say that my Qifu people are murderers......"

The anger of the maid subsided slightly, and she fell to her knees trembling and kowtowed.

"My lord forgives me, the slave doesn't know that she is from Qifu......"

His starry eyes narrowed slightly, and he approached her with displeasure all over his body.

The little maid was so frightened that her fingertips were holding on to the ground, and her unraised head could only catch a glimpse of the man's white boots through the seam, and her heart was beating in fear.

Overhead, the man asked disdainfully.

"What proof do you have, the one who wronged me?"

A drop of sweat rolled to the ground, and the maid stumbled, "Slave, slave see ......"

"Lord Qi~" Mama hurriedly spoke up to stop the maid from finishing.

She has been in this industry for 20 years, and she is the most observant of people, so she can see that Qi Liangzheng is really annoyed, and she is afraid that he will directly convict the entire Qiushui Pavilion by asking the training.

He has always had a reputation for being domineering and arrogant, if he hadn't taken the initiative to come to the door today and borrowed a hundred guts from his grandmother, she wouldn't have dared to invite this plague god to come!

She endured her atmosphere and said with a flattering smile, "It's that my Qiushui Pavilion is not strict in discipline, adults must not be angry with such subordinates." ”

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the maid fiercely and scolded, "Why don't you hurry up and apologize to the adult!" ”

"Yes, yes, it's the slave's fault, the slave is talking nonsense."

"Heh, Mama can't help but talk too much, Qi asks two confessions, can't you ask?"

"This ......" Mama looked at Wu Shaoqing anxiously, her eyes were full of pleading.

Wu Shaoqing understood and wanted to come out to talk.

Qi Liangzheng glanced slightly, and a cool voice interrupted, "What?" Does Wu Shaoqing want to take over this case for Dali Temple, so it's okay, tomorrow I will go to the Silver Whip Pavilion to bring it to trial. ”

"You!" With his fists clenched, Wu Shaoqing glared at the young man.

Qi Liangzheng didn't care, and chuckled.

"I'm afraid that Lord Zhengqing will think you're meddling."

Wu Shaoqing's face turned pale instantly, and he no longer stopped him, he looked at the kneeling maid and said, "If Lord Qi asks you something, you will answer truthfully." ”

"Yes, the slave knows everything." The maid didn't understand what the two of them meant just now, and she only felt cold all over, like a silver thread wrapped around her neck, and she was about to lose her breath.

"Say, how did your young lady die?"

The maid pointed to the blood marks on the broken string and whispered: "Miss was cut by the strings, and the slave saw that the wound on the tip of the young lady's fingertips was black, so he guessed that he was killed by poison, if the adults don't believe it, you can check it yourself......"

"I don't need to look at it," Qi Liangzheng's face was full of impatience, and then asked, "You said that she brought this qin, right?" ”

Ying Zhichu raised his eyes and looked at the maid, and sure enough, he met her hesitant gaze.

"Slave, slave listens to the people in the pavilion, it's the first girl......"

"Did you see it with your own eyes?" Qi Liangzheng interrupted her.

"Slave didn't see you."

The young man's sword eyebrows twisted slightly, and he said coldly with anger, "Naturally, you didn't see it, she entered the pavilion empty-handed, she didn't bring anything, you are full of nonsense, who gave you the guts!" ”

"But slave, slave go to ...... in person" The maid was anxious to defend herself, and her eyes were shining at Qi Liang.

Everyone looked at her in amazement, waiting for her to finish.

Qi Liang sneered and looked at her quietly.

In an instant, ten thousand thoughts crossed her mind, and the maid's lips opened slightly, and the sentence: I personally went to the private room to take the phoenix string qin in her hand.

But I can't say it.

Because, Qi Liangzheng was present at the time, and the young lady was dead without proof.

Obviously, Qi Liang is fighting to protect this junior girl, and she is just a cheap maid......

If she forcibly pleaded her case, the consequences could be imagined.

"What do you want to say?" Wu Shaoqing noticed something unusual and asked urgently.

The maid seemed to be stupid, and muttered in a low voice, "Miss, Miss, I'm sorry for you......"

As he spoke, he began to choke with tears.

"This ......" Wu Shaoqing looked at this scene, his face full of correctness.

"Qiushui Pavilion teaches people, it is really a good means, but if you are wronged, you will cry, it is a pity that this pavilion does not go to sing." Qi Liangzheng snorted lightly.

Mama smiled, her heart was cold, and she knew that disaster was inevitable.

Qi Liangzheng didn't want to give up, he glanced at the maid in disgust, and was about to give an order.

The hanging green sleeves were gently pulled up by the woman.

Qi Liang was stunned, and a soft touch came from his fingertips.

Ying Zhichu grabbed his fingers and said softly, "My lord, forget it." ”

He subconsciously looked at the place where the two of them were holding each other, and the anger in his heart melted slightly.

Ying Zhichu looked at him with a smile and said coquettishly: "My lord, don't be angry. ”

After saying that, she was about to let go of her hand, but was held tightly by the man, and she struggled twice and failed.

"You, you let go." Lowered his voice, and only the two of them could hear it.

Qi Liangzheng turned around and looked at the people watching the play, and said in a majestic voice: "Whether this woman's death is related to poisoning will be handed over to Jing Zhaoyin for trial." But there is one point, Qi wants to make it clear here, this qin is not a real phoenix string qin, but a fake imitated by people with a heart, since this qin appeared in Qiushui Pavilion, it will be investigated in Qiushui Pavilion. ”

Her nails dug into his flesh, and his heart tingled, and he pulled her whole body close to him.

"I also hope that Wu Shaoqing will tell Jing Zhaoyin, Qi is waiting for them to find out the murderer behind the scenes, and return the innocence of my Qi Mansion."

"Lord Qi, don't worry."

Wu Shaoqing hung his head, and the joints of his hands were faintly white, suppressing his anger.

Qi Liangzheng didn't look at him, and in front of everyone, dragged Ying Zhichu out of Qiushui Pavilion.

Walking down the street, the black fog is overwhelming, and the night is dead.

Ying Weaving was extremely annoyed at first and broke free from him.

"Shameless!" She snorted, anger dissipating in the cold wind.

Qi Liang took a good time to look at her, and he didn't seem surprised at all.

"If it weren't for the ...... I won't deliberately drag you in front of others. She explained intermittently, the veil rising slightly.

"You think I don't know? You want to save that girl's life, and you deliberately belittle me in front of everyone, so as to interrupt my plan, so that I can give me a reputation for coveting beauty, so that others will think that I am lustful and faint, and I am angry at the crown, thank you so much......"

"Who despises you?" Dissatisfaction welled up in her eyes and she asked lightly.

"Miss Liang, she values the lives of others more than her own reputation." Qi Liang was eating in the middle of the conversation, and chuckled lightly"

"Life matters, no matter whose life it is." She took off her veil to reveal her little peony-colored face.

Squatting down and saluting, incense mouth spit out warm words.

"Thank you, be nosy."