Xiao Lian turned around and hurriedly ran back, his footsteps shattering the branches of the dead trees under the moonlight, and letting out bursts of screams in the empty dense forest. He just ran forward, not even noticing that his sleeves had been cut by dead branches.

The lantern in Yizhuang flickered on and off, and when I got closer, I finally saw He Jingying's figure. Good and dignified, standing there, holding a sword in his hand, the tip of the sword was not falling a drop of blood, and a man in black beside her was wiped off his neck and fell in a pool of blood. The knife on the neck of the man in black was clean and neat, and he didn't suffer any torture when he saw the wound die.

This woman always surprises people! Xiao Lian's heart was at ease, and he suddenly slowed down, taking in the panic, the corners of his mouth were obliquely raised, and his tone was frivolous: "It's a pity, I chased for a long time, but the assassin was a man." ”

He Jingying rolled her eyes and put the sword back into the sheath: "It's not serious." What about people? ”

Xiao Lian: "Huh? Am I not here? ”

He Jingying: "...... I said Assassin! ”

Yan Xiaodao then arrived: "It's dead, it's a dead man." ”

In this way, things could not be clearer. Jiang Fu's whereabouts may have been targeted for a long time. Jiang Fu's key clue was broken, and they didn't know where the remaining imprisoned people were, or whether they were still alive. The only one who dared to speak was gone. The remaining group of mutes who are subject to others will probably not be willing to come forward to testify.

The traces in the Zhuangzi have long been wiped clean, and it is impossible to find any more evidence.

originally wanted to bring down Xiao Ziliang, but now he has exposed himself more conspicuously in front of the enemy. And they, too, are not even ready to deal with it.

Yan Wuji looked back at the corpse that had been dug up on the ground, and sneered: "Don't be unwilling, who let you die?" ”

Yan Xiaodao reproached: "Yan is not guilty! ”

Although Yan Wuyi's words were understated, the meaning was clear. The people in power and profit, conspiracies and tricks, let these ordinary people sacrifice innocently. In fact, it is not even a sacrifice, at least it does something meaningful. And these people are just because of the selfish desires of some people, and they gave their lives for no reason.

He Jingying looked at the corpses and felt that her fingers were a little numb. "No!"

These people will not be allowed to die in vain, and the murderers will not be allowed to go unpunished.

Yan Wuyi raised his eyes and smiled sarcastically: "Princess, you are a nobleman, so naturally you don't understand." I've seen a lot of people like this, and they all say kill and kill, and no one will call the shots for them. ”

In Yan Wuyi's eyes, the scholar clan is the scholar clan, and the cheap life is the cheap life. It is an indisputable fact that they are salted fish on the board, and everyone can be a sword.

He Jingying raised her head and said, "I can!" ”

Yan Wuyi: "Can you?" How? With these few unclaimed corpses now, can the prince confess his guilt? The relationship between the dead people and the Prince's Mansion has turned a few corners, and now there is any evidence that directly points to King Jingling? Besides, it's just a few pariahs, and if you kill it, you will kill it, who will take it to heart? If you don't believe it, ask Yan Xiaodao, if it weren't for the plague on these corpses, someone would have taken care of it? ”

Yan Wuyi took the shovel, tidied up the dug grave, and poured a handful of soil at He Jingying's feet.

Xiao Lian frowned and said, "What are you crazy about!" ”

Yan Wuyi threw the shovel to the ground: "Am I crazy? If you hadn't had to find out about this and design for Fauber to appear, would he have died today? ”

Xiao Lian was speechless when Yan Wuyi asked.

Yan Xiaodao defended: "He was killed by the dead, how can it be said that we killed him?" ”

Yan Wuyi: "Dead soldiers? Whose dead man? Jingling Wangfu's? Why did the Jingling Mansion kill these defenseless flat-headed people? ”

Yan Wuji pointed at Yan Xiaodao and asked, "Yan Xiaodao, do you have a lot of Yin in Jingzhao Mansion for this kind of case?" How did the case end up? Fight? Accidentally? Which time is it not out of order? ”

Yan Xiaodao lowered his head, and his beard could not hide the embarrassment in his expression. "Yan Wuyi, don't be angry with the prince and the princess, this matter has nothing to do with them, we were all still investigating the case together just now, isn't it ......"

Yan Wuyi laughed angrily: "We, where did we come from?" Yan Xiaodao, you are sober. Yan Wuyi pointed at Fu Bo and said, "Yan Xiaodao, look at this person, this person will only die in an unknown way, and the body will be brought back, and the case will not reach your Jingzhao Mansion Yin!" ”

He Jingying looked at Yan Xiaodao. Yan Xiaodao nodded helplessly. Such cases are indeed just cases piled up in the corner and no one cares about them.

Of course, Yan Xiaodao also knew why Yan Wuyi was so angry. When Yan was investigating a case, he intervened in a dispute between the scholars and was beaten to death by a son of the scholar clan. The corpse of Yan's dead man is still Yan Wu's guilt. After Yan died, the case was closed, and the prince of the scholar clan had nothing to do.

Yan Wuyi approached He Jingying step by step: "What's more, why are you a princess so concerned about this case?" You've been suspicious of King Jingling from the beginning, right? Just because you are a princess, you want to fight, you can play with other people's lives at will? Did you know that you were going to kill us like this? ”

Yan Xiaodao reproached: "Yan is not guilty! ”

Yan Wuyi looked at Yan Xiaodao and shouted, "It was Fu Bo who died this time, and we will die next time!" ”

Yan Wuyi made a gesture of please: "Please, two, this is Yizhuang, not a place where you should come." ”

Yan Xiaodao looked at Xiao Lian and He Jingying apologetically: "Lord, princess, don't blame him." He sees these things all the time...... He...... It's always going to be sad. ”

And just when they were still arguing and mourning for these sixteen people, something even more terrible quietly played out in the night of the capital. Twenty-three servants of the Prince's Mansion and nineteen servants of the Nanjun Palace, both received a letter and a red pill at the same time.

The next day, just as the sky was about to turn white, a frightened scream erupted in the prince's mansion and the Nanjun Wang's mansion at the same time, and a blood-colored cloud enveloped the two mansions. Forty-two people committed suicide by poisoning.

However, the prince's order was to keep it secret and not to send it, and to double the care for the family of the deceased.

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