Chapter 83 The Truth

Musical sound?

Shangguan Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression was uneasy.

Song Lige was shocked to say that he had leaked his mouth, and hurriedly turned his head to look at Murong Qiufeng, "Give him back his piano score, I can not blame the past." ”

Murong Qiufeng was puzzled, Leyin, the number one musician in the world, why did he contact him, he saw that Leyin was only seen in the restaurant that time, and the original clear clues seemed to be confused again.

"I've only seen Leyin once, except for two sentences of conversation, there is no other contact at all, is Miss Song's embarrassment next, is it taught by Le Gongzi."

"Of course not, he's not as mean as you are...... Besides, Lige didn't embarrass you at all, you were embarrassed by Lige from beginning to end. Song Lige almost said that he missed his mouth again, and quickly corrected it.

Murong Qiufeng raised his eyebrows slightly, then shook his head and smiled, "Miss Song still has to be fixed at this time, isn't it, then let's continue, in the second question, Miss Song said that she hurt people with the qin, and the broken qin was indeed found in the Falling Moon Pavilion, Miss Song's so-called evidence is that she relies on a piano, but who sees it playing." ”

"And what proof do you have that you didn't play?" Song Lige's heart is on fire, and the surface is no longer the weak and powerless appearance before, but with a cold and glamorous appearance, and the momentum is a little compelling.

The corners of Murong Qiufeng's mouth hooked, "Although I can't prove why this qin is in the Falling Moon Pavilion, it can prove that this qin is playing ↘,.. Place, not the Falling Moon Pavilion. ”

Song Lige's cold expression froze obviously, and then he asked coldly, "What evidence?" ”

"Miss Song has never hurt people with the piano, so I don't know how to use the piano as a sharp weapon, the first thing to hurt is not people, but the things around the person who plays, instilling internal force into the piano, using the sound waves of the piano to affect others, but this kind of concussive power, although the damage to things is slight, but it also exists, yesterday I have asked Lord Yin to send someone to check, there is no damage in the Falling Moon Pavilion, but the walls of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion opposite the Falling Moon Pavilion have slight traces, if Miss Song doesn't believe it, It can be demonstrated again according to the piano of that day, and the characters do not match. ”

Song Lige pursed his lips tightly and kept his face cold, but he didn't know whether he didn't want to say more, or he didn't want to quibble with him.

Murong Qiufeng didn't care, and continued, "Moreover, the sound of the qin hurts people, and almost all the people present that day had a huge impact, and there was even death, but why are you just drowsy, Miss Song, and even have the strength to beat and scold people." ”

As soon as Shangguan Ye thought of the slap that Murong knew from Ying Wei's mouth at that time, he wanted to break this woman into pieces.

Song Lige sneered, "I never said that I don't have martial arts, what is the wonder of people who have martial arts who can resist it." ”

"Yes, Miss Song is also a person who practices martial arts, Qin Yin needs internal force to resist, a person who practices martial arts with internal strength, no matter how weak the martial arts are, it will not be weak, and what Miss Song will do when she wants to do something bad to Miss Song that day, Miss Song will definitely fight back, not that she is powerless to resist, there is such a power but there is no strength to resist, and the time only happens in a short time of just a few steps, I think, no matter how anxious anyone is, he will not be stupid enough to do anything with Miss Lige in that situation, The first time is to knock people unconscious and take them away. ”

Everyone nodded thoughtfully, indeed, at that time, no matter how stupid people would have done that.

Song Lige's face became ugly.

Murong Qiufeng sighed, "There is one last question, does Miss Song really have Fengyiqin, you set up the ring that day, and took the family heirloom to Baofengyiqin as a reward, but these things happened, if Miss Song's so-called ring and recruiting relatives are fake, then ...... Is that farce just a coincidence? ”

Song Lige's body was stiff, and since Murong Qiufeng would say this, it meant that she had already found her out clearly, and she even knew that there was no Feng Yiqin by her side.

"If you don't have Feng Yiqin, can you sue again, saying that you are setting up a ring to deceive, and what is the purpose of setting up that deceptive ring."

It's messed up, it's all messed up.

Song Lige's face turned pale and wanted to refute, but he couldn't say anything, he only felt that he should be able to reverse it, but his thoughts were in a mess.

"My lord, the grass people's questioning is over." Murong Qiufeng turned his head and snorted at the three people above.

Hou Qianxing's eyes were full of appreciation, Murong Xing was even more rare to smile, touching his beard and nodding, while Duguxian gritted his teeth and became in a bad mood.

Shocked by the heavy shot, Hou Qianxing spoke, "Song Lige, do you have something to say about Murong Qiufeng's question." ”

Song Lige was a little flustered, he felt so helpless for the first time, his brain was in a mess, and the only thing that came to mind at the moment was that it would be good if Brother Le was here, he must have a way.

Everyone was waiting for Song Lige to speak, but seeing that her expression was getting more and more flustered, they couldn't help but wonder.

The two maids on the side were also worried, looking at their young lady's panicked expression, and then looking at Murong Qiufeng's calm demeanor and King Ye's cold eyes, the two met and nodded slightly, one of them quietly took out a small round ball from his sleeve and threw it the stage, and the other hurriedly went to support Song Lige.

The small ball suddenly exploded, the smoke was hazy, and the crowd was suddenly chaotic.

"Kill Murong Qiufeng." Before leaving, Song Lige did not forget to hate Murong Qiufeng.

When the two maids saw that Song Lige was dead and wanted Murong Qiufeng's life, they could only helplessly, "You take the young lady to go first." As he spoke, he took out a sword from his waist and headed towards Murong Qiufeng in the smoke.

Murong Qiufeng stood in place, he didn't intend to stop them from leaving, he didn't want to kill them, if they could escape from the officers and soldiers, he would follow them, but he didn't think that he would kill him, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart.

It's just that he hasn't made a move yet, he only feels a tightness around his waist, as if he is being held back, and then the black flashes in front of him, and then he hears a few screams.

The smoke was also much thinner at this time, and the adults above were quite calm, just standing where the emperor was, protecting.

The smoke cleared, Murong Qiufeng turned his head to look at the person beside him, it was Shangguan Ye, and on the ground, there were still three figures lying there, which were Song Lige and the others.

Seeing this, Murong Qiufeng couldn't help but gasp, the three of them almost fell to the ground and were dying at the moment, the two maids were directly picked off their tendons, and Song Lige was even abolished martial arts.

Shangguan Ye turned his head coldly to look at Hou Qianxing and the others, and said lightly, "It seems that the truth is already very clear, Song Lige was manipulated by others to frame Murong Qiufeng and harm people's lives, and Murong Qiufeng is not guilty." ”

Several people looked at the three women on the ground, and secretly said in their hearts, Shangguan Ye is really cold-hearted, and he can be so heavy on several women.

Hou Qianxing was the calmest and shouted, "Put the three of them in prison temporarily, and let them fall after hearing it." Murong ...... "Before he finished speaking, Shangguan Ye had already grabbed Murong Qiufeng's arm and took him out of the mansion like a gust of wind.