The next day, under the holy decree, the Zhou family was beheaded.

Li Ziqing was busy fighting wits and courage with Leng Sichen.

Leng Sichen stayed in her house and didn't leave, and she worked and slept and ate in her room.

The name is beautiful: enhance feelings.

Increase your sister's affection!

Li Ziqing looked impatient: "When are you leaving?" ”

Leng Sichen calmly flipped through the book: "I'll go back when you like me." ”

Dream!

"Master!"

Eleven appeared at the right time and accepted Leng Sichen's cold eyes.

He shouldn't be bothering his master and wife......

"Say!" Leng Sichen was concise and to the point.

"Master, I asked." Eleven touched his nose, a little embarrassed.

The master's face seems to be dissatisfied!

Leng Sichen said "um" and disappeared.

Leng Shiyi understood and said a name in Leng Sichen's ear.

Li Ziqing looked at them, her eyes full of question marks.

"What's wrong?"

What happened?

"It's okay, it's just that I arrested a person before and interrogated his identity."

"What kind of identity?" Li Ziqing was a little puzzled.

"Leng Shaoming's people." After Leng Sichen finished answering, he waved his hand and let Eleven out.

How long has it been since it was tried?

It's not that he doesn't believe in the interrogation ability of the Pavilion, but that Leng Shaoming's people would admit it so easily?

It is completely inconsistent with Leng Shaoming's style of doing things.

I'm afraid that there is someone else.

Leng Sichen just listened to it, and didn't believe it at all.

Li Ziqing saw that he didn't want to say more, and didn't ask anymore.

……

"Ahh

In the middle of the night, a miserable scream came from the Ming Palace, which was miserable and terrible.

Then, the doctors and guards rushed in, wave after wave, mixed with screams from time to time.

Leng Shaoming looked at the bleeding hand, and the five fingers that were originally intact were now only four fingers.

"Lord Wang, I found it." The guard held a piece of paper and a severed finger in his hand.

Leng Shaoming's pupils narrowed, and it was a finger he couldn't find!

Bring the paper and it says: Warning!

There was no signed letter, but Leng Shaoming recognized it as Leng Sichen's words.

Leng Sichen, good job!

Sooner or later, I'll give it back to you!

Due to the masked man's warning, Leng Shaoming has been very honest these days, waiting for the masked man's order in the palace.

It's just that this sudden situation ......

Rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry, let alone an ambitious mad dog!

"The Queen Mother! This time, you must avenge your sons! ”

The next day, Leng Shaoming entered the palace with his severed finger and letter.

However, he didn't go to Leng Aotian.

He knew that now Leng Aotian only had Leng Sichen's son in his eyes, and there was no place for him Leng Shaoming, and the only one who could help him was Queen Duanmu Rong!

"Shaoming, what's wrong with you?" The queen thought that he had come to let her harm Leng Aotian again, so she was a little impatient.

It's just that in the next second, this impatience immediately turned into distress and fright.

"Shaoming, how did you get this? What about you, you, your fingers? Duanmu Rong shed tears, feeling distressed and helpless around Leng Shaoming.

How long has it been, and how did her precious son become like this?

Where is there still the appearance of the handsome boy in the wind in Yushu before?

In particular, the fingers wrapped in rice dumplings oozed blood.

Leng Shaoming was in the corner where Duanmu Rong couldn't see, smiled triumphantly, and turned his face to give the paper to Duanmu Rong.

Duanmu Rong took it, and a huge amount of information was revealed in just two words.

"It's ......"

"Mother, don't you see? This is written by Leng Sichen's bastard!! ”

Duanmu Rong had a look of surprise on her face.

This is what Leng Sichen did?

"Shaoming, are you sure?"

Duanmu Rong couldn't believe that this kind of thing could be done by that cowardly Leng Sichen!

Leng Shaoming: "Queen Mother, Leng Sichen now has the support of his father, and he naturally has nothing to fear in what he does, this time it's just one of my fingers, and next time it may be my life!" Can you watch your only son being killed by him? ”

Leng Shaoming is now aggrieved and almost crying.

Duanmu Rong's expression loosened, "Shaoming, don't worry, the queen mother will definitely not let you be wronged." ”

Leng Shaoming smiled proudly, he knew that this was the case!

He, the queen mother, has always been soft-hearted and loves him very much, and she is reluctant to let him suffer a little grievance!

Usually some people say that if he doesn't say a good word, he will be severely punished by the queen mother, let alone a big event like a broken finger!

Leng Shaoming took advantage of the victory to pursue: "Then the queen mother, you will help me win the throne." ”

Duanmu Rong: "Of course! Shaoming, don't worry, the queen mother will naturally not let others take away the things that belong to you! ”

"Father's side......"

The biggest problem is still the father, as long as the holy decree in the hands of the father is done, it is useless for Rao is Leng Sichen to have great ability.

"Do whatever you want, and the Queen Mother will help you get it."

How can a mother not understand her son.

Leng Shaoming's careful thinking Duanmu Rong was clear.

She is just this one son, who will she help if she doesn't help him?

Emperor......

I'm sorry!

After being reassured, Leng Shaoming hummed a little song and returned to the palace satisfied.

"What do you command?"

Entering the study, Leng Shaoming was taken aback by the masked man as he was the first time.

How did this man come out of nowhere?

"No matter what method you use, get the throne of Beichen in your hands!" The masked man threw out a piece of paper, paused and continued, "The people on this side can help you. ”

After the last map of the Ye clan, Leng Shaoming already knew that any thing in this lord was a treasure, so he hurriedly opened it, swept the people on the paper at a glance and ten lines, showed surprise on his face, and arched his hand to the previous position of the masked man: "Thank you, Your Excellency!" ”

I didn't expect so many people in the DPRK to be his people!

After the surprise, Leng Shaoming was happy again.

Because these people on the paper are the same people he begged his father to leave last time!

Leng Shaoming once again congratulated himself on his witty move.

However, how could the masked men have connections with so many high-ranking ministers in their Beichen?

It may be that Leng Shaoming's thirst for the throne is too heavy, so he was once again carried away and skipped this question directly.

Stupidity is stupidity, and you can't change the fact that you don't have a brain!

……

"Is it done?" In an inconspicuous inn in the Imperial City, a white-haired man stood proudly in front of the window, admiring the ...... Forehead...... Inky black sky.

"Duanmu Rong and Leng Shaoming have already started to act." The man in black stood three steps away from the white-haired man and replied respectfully.

"How is she?" The white-haired man with his back to the man in black had tenderness in his eyes when he mentioned this "she".

Fortunately, with his back to him and the cover of the night, the man in black didn't know about his mood changes.

"Madame is fine."

I don't know what this lady has to be infatuated with.

In addition to being good-looking, medical skills, martial arts, cold personality, and noble status, the rest is nothing......

The man in black didn't hear a reply for a long time, so he consciously retreated.

The white-haired man carefully took out a handkerchief from his arms and muttered in a low voice: "Little girl, we will meet soon......"