"Humph! I've been listening outside for a long time.

You're really a prodigal and disciple. ”

Yang Yue'er dragged Zhao Fengyi to the corner and scolded Jiang Ningjiao.

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Ning frowned, his face showing vigilance.

He subconsciously thought that Yang Yue'er was still not giving up and was going to kill him again.

Yang Yue'er sensed Jiang Ning's thoughts, and her heart was inexplicably filled with a touch of grievance and sourness, and she said coldly:

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not interested in killing you, I'm here to save you.

I, Yang Yue'er, am not a person who does not speak of morality. ”

"Help me?"

Yang Yue'er snorted coldly, said Yang Hu's request that day, and said:

"I originally wanted to ask you to cooperate with me in the play, pretending to be assassinated, so that my brother could return to the mountain in peace.

But I never got a chance, and tonight my uncle came to kill you alone.

I don't want the people to have a good ruler who is truly for them, so they will have mercy and come to your rescue.

Who knows, as soon as I came, I saw such a terrible scene. ”

As if her mouth was dry, Yang Yue'er picked up a cup of tea and drank it.

It was the cup that Zhao Fengyi had drunk before.

She only took a sip, though, so it looked full.

At this time, Jiang Ning walked over suddenly, but forced himself to stop, his face turned red, and his muscles burst out.

"I agree with what you said, but I have to talk about it later.

You go out first, and help call Bai Wenqing outside and call him in. ”

"What's wrong with you? Drinking too much? ”

"No, it's not, I'm designed......"

Jiang Ning said, and suddenly strode forward and hugged Yang Yue'er tightly into his arms.

"What are you doing? You are crazy?! ”

Looking down at his big hand, Yang Yue'er blushed and was about to struggle to push it away.

But she soon found that she didn't have any strength at all.

"Jiang Ning, you, you let me down!"

Yang Yue'er saw that she was picked up by Jiang Ning and walked to the bed, and shouted coquettishly.

But it doesn't work at all.

"Jiang Ning, you let go of me, please let go of me! No...... No! ”

In the garden.

Wu Yang slapped out another palm, completely beating the seventh master who came to assassinate Jiang Ning and flew out.

The Seventh Master knew that he couldn't drag it any longer, and after trying his best to make a false move, he jumped over the wall.

"Hmph, I can't help myself."

Wu Yang snorted coldly, but shook his head self-deprecatingly.

He somehow became Jiang Ning's guard.

After standing there and thinking for a while, he returned to a flower hall and secretly summoned the bustard.

"How's it going?"

"Don't worry, the sect leader, my subordinates went to listen to it just now, and the wind and rain have not stopped, and it is intense."

"Very good."

Wu Yang smiled and narrowed his eyes.

in the room.

Yang Yue'er supported her sour body, reluctantly got up from the bed, got dressed, and stood tremblingly on the side of the bed, staring at the sleeping Jiang Ning.

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, her flushed cheeks were full of tears, and her pretty face was full of despair and pain.

Suddenly, Yang Yue'er pulled out a dagger and almost wanted to kill Jiang Ning.

But in the end, he didn't make a ruthless move.

She told herself that Jiang Ning was drugged, and she didn't mean to.

But I didn't realize that there was an indescribable and unclear meaning in my heart.

After being stunned for a long time, Yang Yue'er pushed Jiang Ning away, cut a piece of cloth from the mattress, put it close to her, and quickly escaped through the window.

Only then did Jiang Ning dare to open his eyes.

That's right, he was just pretending to be asleep.

Because he really didn't know how to face Yang Yue'er.

After all, innocence is even more important than life for a daughter's family.

Jiang Ning sighed faintly, got up and got dressed, and happened to meet the gaze of Zhao Fengyi, who had already woken up.

I saw that her pretty face was red, her eyes were like silk, and she had obviously been awake for a while.

But her body is not as good as Yang Yue'er, and she is still very sore, so she can only lie in place and suffer the sound of wind and rain.

Jiang Ning slowly walked in front of Zhao Fengyi, squatted down and asked, "Dare to ask, what is the identity of the girl?" ”

Fine sweat oozed from Zhao Fengyi's fair forehead.

Although the man in front of him was smiling, anyone could hear the chill in his tone.

She knew that if she fooled around, she would die.

"Don't dare to deceive adults, slaves, slaves are the daughters of Zhao Jing, the magistrate of Datong Mansion.

My father was recently arrested by Zhulian and put into labor, and a weak woman in the slave family really has no way to save her.

In desperation, I had to come up with this. The old bustard who found the Nishang Building promised to give money, hoping to dedicate himself to the adult, so that the adult could save his father's life! ”

Under her telling, a touching image of a filial daughter jumped into her mouth.

And this is the rhetoric that Wu Yang personally designed for her, flawless.

"Miss Zhao did not hesitate to dedicate herself to save Lingzun, and the official admired her.

But why do you want to drug this official and yourself?

Moreover, aphrodisiacs are just that, but this kind of medicine that can make people with strong martial arts weak and weak is not available in Qinglou.

Dare to ask where did the girl get it? The official also wants to buy a batch. ”

"Slave family, slave family......"

Zhao Fengyi, an official lady raised in the deep boudoir, when did she experience this kind of scene, she was so flustered at the moment that she didn't know how to reply.

"The girl can't tell? Then the official has no choice but to arrest you and interrogate you. ”

Jiang Ning walked out of the room and found Bai Wenqing, who had been guarding at the staircase.

"Won't you sleep here for the night?"

"Ahem, there was an accident, you ......"

Bai Wenqing got the order, let people go in and tie up Zhao Fengyi, and personally led the guards to surround the entire Nishang Tower.

For a time, the chickens and dogs jumped in the neon dress.

Several of the generals were forced to interrupt and come out of the room cursing.

Knowing that Jiang Ning suddenly led troops to take people, he heard him prevaricate that he was drugged, and he only thought that the girl in the building did not do well and annoyed him so much.

Although he was dissatisfied, he had to say goodbye and leave.

After the horizontal and vertical were interrupted, everyone lost any interest.

"My lord, the old bustard is dead, the wound is clean and neat, it should have been killed by a sudden attack."

Jiang Ning narrowed his eyes: "It's really fast." ”

He had to pin his hopes on Zhao Fengyi, so he took her back and imprisoned her.

Yang Yue'er turned pale and went all the way back to the City God Temple.

Thinking of the experience just now, two lines of tears fell from her face, and she slowly closed her eyes, feeling ashamed and angry.

Suddenly, she opened her beautiful eyes, endured the pain and walked quickly to the temple, exclaiming, "Uncle! ”

I saw that the Seventh Master was leaning on a pillar and half-lying, panting with difficulty.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you? Who hurt you like this? ”

"Yue'er, you know everything? Then why didn't you leave?

Ahem, as soon as I entered the Nishang Building, I met a master, and after being defeated, I fled back.

Yue'er, I'm afraid I can't do it, you go quickly, find your brother, and go back to Jiaohe. Burst! ”

The seventh master spit out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest and said with difficulty.

Yang Yue'er hurriedly unbuttoned his collar, but saw a black and purple palm print on it.

"This is the means of the White Lotus Demon Sect Zhang Qinghe! It's the same as the last time my brother was injured. ”

"Zhang, Zhang Qinghe?"

A hint of realization flashed in the Seventh Master's cloudy eyes.

He held his last breath and said: "Zhang, Zhang Qinghe is here, in the military ......"

Before he could say anything, the seventh master swallowed his last breath and dropped his hand abruptly.

"Uncle!"

Yang Yue'er's tears flowed down her eyes, and she was in pain when she leaned on the corpse of the seventh master.

After a stick of incense.

The city god temple was on fire, and a figure took advantage of the chaos to disappear without a trace.

The post house study.

Jiang Ning summoned Zhang He overnight to discuss the assassination.

"What your lord means is that someone in the court may have deliberately set such a trap to force your lord to wear the charge of bullying the official lady."

"I've come all the way to the present, and I don't know how many people are red-eyed. He kicked Zhang Yuan a few days ago, and he must have hated me to death.

However, in addition to this possibility, I may also want to use this to plant people around me, which may be political enemies of the DPRK and China, or the White Lotus Sect.

I'm not sure, so I'm going to consult with you. ”

"My lord, this is not simple, torture and torture, and recruit everything."

"No, you can't. Now there is a rumor in the city, and the big and small officials are all miserable by Gu Dayong.

If I have no evidence this time, I will do it to an official lady who dedicates herself to saving her father under the pretext of being honest, and I am afraid that it will cause unnecessary trouble. ”

Jiang Ning thought about it for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said, "Zhang He, you come here with your ears......

Inside a firewood room stacked with miscellaneous firewood.

Zhao Fengyi was tied to the shelf, looking embarrassed.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a young official entered.

He slowly approached Zhao Fengyi, leaned his face over, and looked her up and down.

"You, what are you going to do?

I'm the prisoner you Jiang Master wants to interrogate, you can't touch me! ”

Zhao Fengyi's delicate body trembled.

Zhang He twitched the corners of his mouth.

It was the first time he had heard such a chic tiger pulling the flag.

"The girl has misunderstood, I was ordered by the higher authorities to come to your rescue.

As long as you are interrogated, you must be the one who paid a lot of money to promise the bustard and ask her to help you dedicate yourself to saving your father.

The bustard has already given a confession, and it will be fine. ”

"Really? So you're also a member of my sect?

Did the Third Elder, or did the Sect Master send you? ”