"Meng Zhiyi, you wait. I've shown you this, and you know how important it is."

"Meng Zhiyi, I beg you, you give me a chance. I just want to avenge my Qin family, and I will definitely not trouble you again."

Qin Ling begged for mercy at Meng Zhiyi, struggled to break away from the control of Zheng Guard, and kowtowed to Meng Zhiyi.

Her embarrassed and humble appearance at this time made Meng Zhiyi feel extremely ironic.

Once, Qin Ling was like the proud daughter of the sky.

Every time I saw her, there was a hint of contempt in my eyes.

She looked down on Meng Zhiyi, the daughter of a merchant.

People who were once so proud are now prostrated at their feet.

The winter solstice also guarded against Qin Linghui's sudden attack, blocking Meng Zhiyi's front.

Meng Zhiyi asked coldly, "Where is the thing?"

Qin Ling immediately said, "My personal maid has a small mansion in the south of the city, and there is a third tree buried under that house. If you take a look, you will know the importance of this thing, and it will definitely buy my life. With this thing, Ah Feng will also be grateful to you, I just need you to spare my life."

Meng Zhiyi glanced at Zheng Huwei.

Zheng Huwei nodded at her slightly.

There was a person in the dark who disappeared quickly, and ran to the place that Qin Ling said.

The south of the city is not particularly far from the alleys here.

didn't let Meng Zhiyi wait long, and the man came back with a box.

There was still some dirt on top of the box, and Meng Zhiyi opened it.

It was found that there were two letters inside, and a wrench.

The content of the letter is exactly the city that the three princes promised to the king of the outer desert.

This wrench is naturally a token of the three princes.

This is enough to prove that the three princes are rebellious.

This is not a small matter.

"Your evidence is indeed very important, after all, this wrench is not owned by everyone."

Meng Zhiyi picked up the wrench and took a closer look, there was indeed a carving representing the identity of the third prince on it.

Qin Ling looked at Meng Zhiyi very eagerly, "You know how important this evidence is now, right? As long as you hand over this evidence, you will definitely be able to help Ah Feng."

"Help him with what? This is the third prince's thing, and it's not his thing, so what does it have to do with him?"

Meng Zhiyi laughed and threw the wrench back into the box.

"And why don't you give this thing to the emperor as soon as possible? In this way, you will not be able to avenge your father and your Qin family very quickly."

Qin Ling, who asked this, was speechless.

There must be some reason for her to hide this evidence.

If it was really so easy to get hold of the Third Prince, Qin Ling would have done it a long time ago, how could he let himself fall to this?

Now, in the entire court situation, the three princes are dominant.

The emperor is also slowly weakening, and he has no mental strength to think about other things.

Qin Ling made an excuse and said, "I, I don't have a suitable opportunity yet. If I can reach the emperor, I will definitely hand over the evidence to him."

Meng Zhiyi raised his eyebrows, "Then you should have seen the Nine Emperor Princes. If the Nine Emperors can see the Emperor, he will definitely help you, but you have been in the dungeon for so many days and have been so seriously injured, why haven't you handed it over yet?"

Qin Ling glared at Meng Zhiyi and stopped talking.

"Take it down!"

Meng Zhiyi had already retracted his gaze, and asked Dong Solstice to put away the box.

"Meng Zhiyi, you don't talk about credit. You said you wanted to spare my life."

When did she say that?

Qin Ling shouted unwillingly, "Meng Zhiyi, you are just a woman, and you dare to kill someone? You femme fatale. If Ah Feng knew that you were such a woman, he would never want you."

"Meng Zhiyi, the evidence has been given to you, you release it quickly

Got me."

Her voice grew inaudible.

Meng Zhiyi also opened the door.

Looking at the wind and rain in the courtyard, Meng Zhiyi gathered the cloak on his shoulders.

An oil-paper umbrella appeared above her head, obscuring her vision.

Dong Solstice wrapped one arm around Meng Zhiyi's arm, "Big lady, let's go back to the carriage first, it's a little cold."

Meng Zhiyi replied in a low voice and got into the carriage.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the Meng Mansion, he saw Lu Nanfeng standing at the door.

As soon as Meng Zhiyi lifted the curtain, he saw Lu Nanfeng stretching out his hand.

Half of his shoulder was immediately wet with the rain.

Meng Zhiyi hurriedly threw himself into Lu Nanfeng's arms with his strength.

"Why did you come back so early today, so idle, and still waiting for me outside the door."

Lu Nanfeng didn't answer her words first, but asked, "Where did it go when it rained so hard?"

"I went to see someone very important." Meng Zhiyi winked at Lu Nanfeng.

Lu Nanfeng hugged Meng Zhiyi's waist, held an umbrella, and held her tightly in his arms, and the two of them walked in the rain and walked towards the main courtyard.

"The weather is bad today, the road is too slippery. Madame, be careful to stay at home!"

"Are you busy today? Will you stay with me?"

Lu Nanfeng glanced at Meng Zhiyi when he heard the voice, "Does Madam want me to accompany you?"

"Of course, that's what you asked."

Meng Zhiyi was in a good mood, and even his tone of voice was a little playful.

Meng Zhiyi said aggrieved again, "Don't you know how busy you have been lately? You don't remember how long it's been since you had lunch with me?"

Lu Nanfeng chuckled, "Why didn't you think Madam was so sticky to me before? Now I am beginning to reprimand me for not having lunch with you."

"I didn't say I wanted you to be more realised, but you don't have it."

Meng Zhiyi said, and tapped Lu Nanfeng's chest with his finger. Look like you're not acting well.

"Okay, it's my husband's fault, and my husband will try to find time to eat with you in the future."

Meng Zhiyi immediately smiled and said, "With my husband with me, then I will definitely be able to eat more."

"That's what you said, if the lady eats less, she will be angry for the husband."

"Okay."

The two of them talked all the way back to the hospital.

Lu Nanfeng helped Meng Zhiyi take off the cloak on her shoulders and hang it on the shelf.

Meng Zhiyi looked at the hem of his dress and splashed some mud spots.

She doesn't like to wear it anymore. Z.br>

Just as she was about to call the winter solstice to come in and find a dress for her, she saw her bring a pot of charcoal.

Meng Zhiyi was about to say something, but Lu Nanfeng spoke.

"It's a little cold today, so I've got a small pot of charcoal for you."

"Actually, it's not cold, it's going to be midsummer soon."

Although Meng Zhiyi said this, he still walked to the charcoal basin and roasted his hands.

After such a roast, I found that her hands were indeed a little cold.

Lu Nanfeng must have discovered this as well.

The winter solstice also found a dress for Meng Zhiyi.

"Big lady, I'll go down first."

After Dong Solstice finished speaking, he glanced at Meng Zhiyi.

Meng Zhiyi nodded, "You go down first."

She knew that what Dong Solstice wanted to ask was whether the box should be taken out?

But Meng Zhiyi's meaning was to let her take it first.

She had a feeling that Lu Nanfeng seemed to know that she had taken Qin Ling away.

She knew from the time she waited at the door this morning.

If it was usual, Lu Nanfeng found that he was not in the mansion, and he went out to ask people who couldn't ask her, he would definitely go out to look for it.

And when I met him just now

Waiting, Meng Zhiyi saw some sewage on Lu Nanfeng's shoes.

If he had returned to the main courtyard first, he would have changed his clothes first.

But Lu Nanfeng is not wearing the one he usually wears at home.

All kinds of signs seem to show that Lu Nanfeng knows what Meng Zhiyi is doing.

But she was still hesitant.

At this moment, Lu Nanfeng blew her nose and led her into the inner room.

"I'll change it for Madame!"

"No, no, no." Meng Zhiyi hurriedly shook his head, took his dress and walked to the bed.

Lu Nanfeng still followed in the end and helped Meng Zhiyi change his dress.

After the change, Lu Nanfeng grabbed Meng Zhiyi's hand, "I still said I can't

It's cold, why is this hand still so cold?"

"It's not too cold, indeed."

"Madame's hands should be hot if they're not cold. Don't you know it yourself?"

After Lu Nanfeng finished speaking, he looked at Meng Zhiyi fixedly.

Meng Zhiyi was very sure that Lu Nanfeng was testing himself.

Just like Meng Mingyue said, she can observe that Meng Zhiyi's hands will only be cold when her mood fluctuates greatly.

"I didn't care about that."

Meng Zhiyi pursed his lips and replied. I went back to the charcoal basin to bake my hands.

"Isn't your hand slowly getting hot now?" Meng Zhiyi said again.

Qin Ling had already disposed of it and avenged her mother, so she didn't have anything to worry about.

At this time, Xuanyi appeared outside the door again.

After he finished saluting Meng Zhiyi, he said to Lu Nanfeng, "Master, the emperor has summoned the master to enter the palace immediately."

"Got it."

After Lu Nanfeng answered lightly, he opened the wardrobe and planned to change into a robe.

Meng Zhiyi watched from the sidelines, not wanting to help.

Meng Zhiyi lay on the soft couch and asked curiously, "The emperor has summoned you to the palace at this time, but is there anything wrong?"

Lu Nanfeng replied casually: "Qin Ling was taken away by someone on the side of the dungeon of the Nine Emperor Princes, and he had some conflicts with the Third Prince, it is estimated that the emperor may have summoned me to the palace to ask about Qin Ling."

Meng Zhiyi asked again, "Does the emperor already know that Qin Ling was found by you over there in the villa?"

"He probably doesn't know." Lu Nanfeng turned his head and glanced at Meng Zhiyi, "Few people know about this matter."

And so it is clear.

Meng Zhiyi continued, "Then do you know where Qin Ling is now?"

Lu Nanfeng looked at Meng Zhiyi and was silent for a long time, but then shook his head again.

"I guess Qin Ling should be gone by now."

After Meng Zhiyi finished speaking lightly, his gaze fell on his white and tender soft hair again.

As if muttering to himself, "Look, it's only been a while, and my hands are already hot."