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The female official who was tortured begged for mercy one after another, causing Qi Muxiao to kick him to the ground, "You vicious old women, do you have a trace of pity in your heart when you tortured Luo Li just now?"

He turned to the other man and said, "If you don't go up, she will torture you!"

There was another cry, even more than just now.

Qi Muxiao stared at the blood-soaked bamboo clip on the ground in distraction, and his heart felt as if someone had reached in and grabbed it fiercely, and the pain was unbearable.

He suddenly drew his sword and went down in two moves, ending the almost inhuman shouting.

The two female officers fell to the ground.

He's dead.

Qi Muxiao walked up to the queen, saw the undisguised fear in her eyes, and sneered with satisfaction: "Queen Mother, the wicked have their own wicked people." Then the acupuncture points of the two were unlocked.

The queen sat on the wooden chair softly, her fingers trembling and pointed at Qi Muxiao and said, "Evil obstacles...... Obstacle ......"

Qi Muxiao ignored her, turned around and walked out.

"Sixth brother, you are rebellious!"

"Luo Li is a person who is a son, if you are looking for revenge, just come to find your son! and those things just now, if you want to be regarded as a madman, just say it!"

......

......

The head of the criminal court is in the hall.

Yu Ze paced in the main hall with a depressed face, no matter how much he thought about tonight's events, he felt that it was a dead end, and he couldn't blame him.

The queen has been in hiding for many years, and she still covers the sky with one hand in the harem, and tonight she actually took away the guards and lynched her without permission. If it weren't for one person who came to report late at night in accordance with his duties, I am afraid that the person would be gone.

On the way to the arrival of a few people just now, the two highnesses have already explained the truth, and the murderer is someone else.

If Luo Li really died, this matter would be even more troublesome.

"Lord Yu......" The female official Imperial Doctor Zhang walked out of the inner room with a solemn face.

"How is Lord Luo's injury?"

Imperial Doctor Zhang sighed and said heavily: "Whether you can save your life depends on whether the injury on your back can stop the bleeding." ”

She had just entered, and when she saw the eye injury, she was stupid at the tragic situation behind Luo Li. The wound of the silver thorn whip has not been seen for many years, and the white bones are faintly visible at the woman's butterfly bones.

She took the pulse first, but she didn't expect that the woman's pulse was quite stable, and Lord Yu's black gauze hat could be saved.

Then she treated the back injury, but the wound area was too large, so she only dared to apply some medicine powder, wait for the bleeding to stop, and then bandage her.

Look at the purple hand again, it's miserable.

When I heard that this woman was a first-class painter, I sighed again and again. With such an injury, I am afraid that I will be disabled for life.

At this moment, Qi Muxiao walked in from outside the door.

Yu Ze saw the blood stains on his body and said worriedly: "Your Highness, the ...... in the prison"

"Send someone and clean it up. With that, the man went straight to the inner room.

"Lord Wang, it is inconvenient for the Lord of Luotang to see people now......" Before Imperial Doctor Zhang's words were finished, the other party had already entered the house.

Qi Muxiao pushed the door in, the strong smell of trauma medicine rushed to his nose, he bypassed the screen, and at a glance saw the blood red lying there, which was shocking.

At this time, Luo Li was lying on the bed, and the prison clothes on his upper body were taken off and thrown in the distance, with a quilt under him.

He raised his hand and touched her pale little face, his breath was still steady, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell on her fingers.

At this time, her fingers were wrapped in gauze, and there were bamboo boards between her fingers, and blood was still oozing from the gauze.

His heart twitched.

The pain of tearing the heart spreads from the mouth of the heart to the limbs, and it is ten thousand times more painful than the poisonous hair of the hooked begonia.

His lips quivered, and he touched her hand gently.

I was full of regret in my heart, I still spared those two people just now, and let them die so happily.

"Master, I invited Miss Yuanqin to take care of Miss Luo. Outside the door, Pei Huan knocked lightly on the door.

"No need, this king will take care of it himself. ”

Several people in the main hall heard it clearly, and Yu Ze saw that King Mu took good care of Luo Li before, thinking that he was just cherishing the guests, but now it seems that it is not so simple at all.

When Pei Huan heard this, he turned around to leave, and Yuan Qin asked in a low voice: "The prince is taking care of it inside, I'm afraid it's not suitable." ”

"You know what, come with me and get some food. ”

"Yes. ”

Yu Ze and Imperial Doctor Zhang didn't stay, nor did they go, so they had to sit outside.

The night continues, and so does the killing.

In the main mansion of the Sifu Mansion in the northeast of the city, there was a dead silence.

Si Qi was caught by a beam of orange light, and said viciously: "Hall Master Yu, I have no grievances with you!

"Si Qi, it's me who has an enmity with you. ”

Qi Jinghao walked out of the darkness, with hatred in his eyes, and said indifferently: "The revenge of killing his wife." ”

"Lord Wang, what are you talking about?" Si Qi suddenly gave up struggling when he saw him, and said calmly.

"I came here today in person, and I wanted to know why? Why did you kill Qingqing? Where did Qingqing offend you? You are so vicious!"

Suddenly speechless, silent.

The woman who was bound by the orange light walked in front of Qi Jinghao.

"You know everything?" Si Qi looked at him desperately and said with a wry smile: "That's it, it's good that you hate me, otherwise you don't have me in your eyes for so many years." ”

Qi Jinghao looked at her puzzled.

"Qi Jinghao, do you know that the concubine you were going to marry back then was actually me? In order to climb on your golden branch, the Tian family secretly made me seriously ill. Hehe, karma, Tian Qing is to blame!"

"Nonsense!"

"Well, the gibberish is all like me, if you want to think so, just think so, I love you for ten years and can't do it, I will guard you for you, and I will not marry another woman until death, my father is heartbroken for this. ”

"You're killing Qingqing because of this, but what about Luo Li? What does she have to do with this?"

"That wild girl? Hmph, you ask yourself, do you see one and love the other, but ignore me? And the princess of the Northern Barbarians, who wants to pressure each other with her identity, vainly tries to marry into the Rui Wangfu. Hahaha...... They are all women with good lives, either you have mercy or power, but I, for so many years, can only watch you in the dark, watching you and Tian Qing raise their eyebrows, Qin Se and Ming. ”

"I've said everything I need to say today, how about you fulfill my dream?" she turned to look at the shelf not far away and said, "The white jade bottle contains seven-star grass poison, I voluntarily take it, and you can take the things in the brocade box on the shelf." After finishing speaking, Yu Qian's true qi attached to her disappeared.

She walked to the wooden frame, took off the brocade box and put it in front of Qi Jinghao, opened the jade bottle and took two pills, walked to the bed and sat there.

With tears in his eyes and a smile on his face, Si Qi said softly: "Qi Jinghao, in the next life, don't let me meet you again." ”

A moment later, the man had been drained of his strength by the poison and fell silently, with blood at the corners of his mouth.

After Yu Qian stepped forward to verify, he nodded to Qi Jinghao.

Qi Jinghao didn't say a word, stepped forward, opened the brocade box, and a clay figure the size of a palm was lying inside, and the painting on it had faded.

He took a half-step back, slumped to the wooden bench, and lost his mind.