The roof of the Imperial Tower.

Zhou Yan, who had already made a clear inquiry, said to Chu Ziyu: "The man who wanted to blackmail Miss Song with a woman a few days ago died at home last night, and there was a belongings of Miss Song at the scene. ”

As soon as Chu Ziyu heard it, he understood.

"So that girl was treated as a murderer and was caught by Zhao Changsheng's old man?"

"Yes, Zhongshu Shilang personally led a team to Liufu to arrest people."

"Liufu? I remember that the girl's vicious stepmother seemed to be surnamed Liu. ”

"Exactly."

Chu Ziyu suddenly fell silent, holding his head and not knowing what he was thinking, after a stick of incense, Chu Ziyu suddenly asked Zhou Shi: "Zhou Shi, do you think that girl would kill someone for such a trivial matter?" ”

Zhou Yan shook his head.

"At that time, the man and the woman were recognized by Miss Song's upbringing."

Therefore, even if it is killed, it will not be killed by Song Wanfeng.

"On the contrary, it is the maid next to Miss Song Er, the person is found by the maid, and the Tao is to complain about the grievances of Miss Song Er."

"Then you say, will this matter have anything to do with that Song Wanqing?"

Zhou Yan shook his head again.

Chu Ziyu understood Zhou Yan's response, and he had not yet investigated and did not make any comments or decisions.

Chu Ziyu got up and said, "Let's go, let's go and see what Zhao Changsheng's old man has found, I am also a little curious about what he has with him." ”

In prison.

When Song Wanfeng was beaten to the point of dying, a messenger suddenly ran in, whispered a few words into Zhao Changsheng's ear, and saw Zhao Changsheng's face pale, got up and said, "Keep fighting!" When to sign and when to stop. ”

Zhao Changsheng walked out of prison and saw Zhou Shi, and Chu Ziyu quietly sneaked into prison.

As soon as he entered the prison, he heard the sound of whipping, and his brows furrowed slightly.

When he passed through the cell brought by Baicao, but there was no figure of Song Wanfeng, he panicked, took three steps and made two steps, rushed into the interrogation room, and sure enough, he saw the man holding a whip and whipping Song Wanfeng, and Song Wanfeng's body was covered with blood.

Chu Ziyu kicked the man away with a single kick, and his body slammed into the wall.

"Who? Who the hell is it? The man stood up and shouted.

Seeing Chu Ziyu, the man's brows furrowed slightly, and he shouted loudly: "Who are you?" How dare you break into prison? ”

Chu Ziyu ignored it and walked in front of Song Wanfeng.

"Girl, are you alright?"

Reach out and want to touch, but don't dare to touch.

Song Wanfeng, whose eyes were foggy, stared at Chu Ziyu's familiar face in a daze, and only said in a fluttering tone after a while: "It's you again!" ”

Immediately, he couldn't support it anymore, and his head was a little bit, and he fainted.

"Girl!"

Chu Ziyu reached out to untie the rope that tied Song Wanfeng to the shelf, and when Song Wanfeng was about to fall to the ground, he reached out and hugged Song Wanfeng.

Seeing that Chu Ziyu was about to carry Song Wanfeng away, the whip man stopped and shouted: "Put people down for me!" ”

Chu Ziyu's cold eyes glanced at the man coldly, and a cold breath arose from the soles of the man's feet, as if he had been grabbed by an invisible hand.

"No, you can't take her away!"

Chu Ziyu only felt noisy, and when he raised his foot, he kicked it again, the man hit the wall again and fainted, Zhou Yan just arrived and saw this scene.

"What about Zhao Changsheng?" Chu Ziyu asked with a cold face.

"I'm at the scene of the murder!" Zhou Shi responded.

"That old man-" Chu Ziyu gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I dare to torture in private, I want to force a fight!" ”

Without Chu Ziyu's words, Zhou Yan could see it from Song Wanfeng's bloodstained clothes.

"Got the man done."

When the words fell, Chu Ziyu hugged Song Wanfeng and wanted to leave, and Zhou Yan frowned and asked.

"Where are you going to take Miss Song? She is now known as a murderer in Kyoto, and if she escapes from prison at this time, even if the real murderer is found in the future, it will be difficult to clear her of escaping from prison. ”

Chu Ziyu was stunned, and when he saw Song Wanfeng covered in blood, the first reaction in his mind was to take her out for treatment.

But Zhou Xian is right, even if he wants to get out of this ghost place, he must clear Song Wanfeng's suspicions.

Chu Ziyu hugged Song Wanfeng and continued to walk forward, but just after that moment, Zhou Shi knew that Shizi had understood the meaning of his words.

When Chu Ziyu appeared in Baicao's sight with Song Wanfeng in his arms, Baicao instantly panicked.

"Miss, Miss!"

"Open the door!" Chu Ziyu shouted to the yacha on the side.

The yacha opened the cell door, and Chu Ziyu carried Song Wanfeng into it and placed her on the only mat that looked fairly clean.

"It's-

Miss, what's the matter? How did it come to be like this? ”

"Baicao, take good care of your young lady."

Hearing Chu Ziyu's voice, Baicao noticed Chu Ziyu and said unexpectedly: "Young Master Lin? ”

Chu Ziyu took out the best gold sore medicine and wound medicine on his body and put it on the ground, and told Baicao to treat Song Wanfeng's wounds one by one.

"Slave and maid remember! However, Lin Gongzi, why did you appear here and save our young lady? ”

"I accidentally saw you being escorted into this mansion, and I was curious for a moment, so I stuffed some silver into it. I wanted to take you with me, but I can't now, only by clearing the suspicion of murder on your young lady can I stand in front of people with dignity. Take good care of your young lady, and I will visit you again tomorrow. Chu Ziyu said again.

"The slave will definitely take good care of the young lady."

"Good! If you need anything, tell the messenger, and he will inform me of the news. ”

"The slave and maid can be saved, and the son can rest assured. It's just—"

Before Baicao finished speaking, Chu Ziyu understood the meaning of her words, and said with relief: "Don't worry, I will definitely investigate this matter and return your young lady to a clean slate." ”

Hearing this, Baicao knelt on his knees, kowtowed heavily to Chu Ziyu, and said: "Slave and maid thank Gongzi, Gongzi for saving his life, the slave and maid have nothing to repay. ”

Chu Ziyu was frightened by Baicao and hurriedly helped Baicao up.

"Take good care of your young lady, I have to go."

As soon as Chu Ziyu left, Baicao reached out and pulled away some of the clothes that had been pasted on Song Wanfeng's body, looking at the bloody wound, the tears swirling in Baicao's eyes couldn't help dripping down anymore.

Stretching out his hand to wipe his eyes, Baicao beckoned to the yacha who was standing not far away.

"Excuse me, can you get me a basin of water? I would like to clean my lady's wounds? ”

As soon as the words fell, who knew that the yacha turned around and left, and Baicao couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

Just as Baicao was medicating Song Wanfeng's wound, the yacha used a soup bowl, filled a bowl of water, and handed it into the cell. Baicao was just a temptation, but he never thought that he would really give her clear water.

Although there is only one bowl, it is better than nothing, and if the wound is not treated in time, it will definitely leave a scar in the eye.

Baicao used a silk scarf, dipped in water, and carefully wiped the blood stains on the wound for Song Wanfeng, and then poured the medicine left by Chu Ziyu.

The entrance of the government office.

"Zhou Shi!"

Chu Ziyu just shouted, and Zhou Yan, who was originally following him, dodged and disappeared into the night.

When Song Wanfeng woke up again, it had already been a whole night, the wounds on her body were not particularly painful, and she felt quite refreshing, plus she had been in the medicine jar for so many years, and she had already become accustomed to the smell of medicine.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I smelled the smell of medicine wafting through the air.

As soon as Song Wanfeng, who was lying on Baicao's lap, moved, Baicao immediately woke up.

"Miss, are you awake? How does it feel? But what's wrong? Baicao asked in a panic.

"No problem!" Song Wanfeng stopped Baicao's hand, "The wound on my body, you took care of it?" ”

"Yes!" Baicao responded.

"Where did you get the medicine?"

"It was given by Lin Gongzi."

Baicao said what Chu Ziyu said to her last night, and Song Wanfeng again.

Song Wanfeng thought that the moment before she fainted, she saw Lin Xu's face, it was a fantasy, but she didn't expect it to be true, and she suddenly didn't know what to say.

She didn't want to have too much to do with him, but it seemed that fate always intertwined their fates, so that the person who should not have appeared here appeared instead.

"Miss?"

Seeing that Song Wanfeng frowned and didn't make a sound, Baicao shouted worriedly.

"Nothing!" Song Wanfeng Dao.

Immediately, remembering that Zhao Changsheng said that she had left something with her at the scene, Song Wanfeng looked at Baicao and asked, "Baicao, have I lost anything recently?" ”

"Something to keep with you? Nope! Baicao responded, "Miss's everything, everything you don't want, all the slaves and maids that can be destroyed have been destroyed, especially the things you have with you." ”

This made Song Wanfeng a little unable to think of what she was carrying at the scene.

As he was pondering, a disgusting voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Is my sister okay?"

Song Wanfeng looked up, and sure enough, she saw Song Wanqing, but when she saw the person behind Song Wanqing, she was slightly stunned, it turned out to be-

Zhao Xuanzhi!

Seeing Song Wanfeng's ragged clothes and blood, Song Wanqing laughed so unexpectedly in her heart, but she screamed in surprise on the surface.

"Yikes! Sister, are you hurt? What to do? My sister didn't know that my sister was injured, otherwise I would have prepared some medicine for my sister. ”

"Song Wanqing, it's all this time, there's no need to pretend in front of me, you're not tired of acting, I look disgusting!" Song Wanfeng said sarcastically with cold eyes.

When Song Wanqing heard this, her face instantly darkened.

"Song Wanfeng, you have already entered this big guy, what are you choking on me? Do you really think you'll get out of this prison? I tell you, no way!

Do you know what my father told our sisters when he learned about this last night? Once the case is filed, you, Song Wanfeng, will be expelled from the Wenguo Mansion and removed from the family tree, you are really the concubine of the Wenguo Mansion, Miss Song! ”

Song Wanqing's eyes were full of mockery, and after seeing Song Wanfeng's face become ugly, the smile on her face became even more proud.