Although it was night, the hall was still brightly lit. The light blue veil had a different kind of beauty against the backdrop of the night pearls.

In the middle of the hall, Imperial Concubine Rou, wearing a purple underground palace outfit and with only a golden phoenix shaking on her head, Li Qianrou. Sitting on the lower right is Li Zige.

Yuan Su and Yun Xiu stood behind their masters conscientiously, waiting for the order. The four of them looked at the palace maid lying on the middle of the hall with cold eyes.

It was said that it was a palace maid, but it was already very difficult to see from the damaged clothes that seemed to be soaked in blood. The blood-clothed palace maid lying on the ground had no complete skin from the exposed skin.

The pipa bones had been pierced by iron chains, and the skin exposed outside was covered with black burnt flesh. The palace maid who was lying in Qifeng Hall at this time, would have been no different from the dead if it weren't for her occasionally twitching body due to pain and convulsions.

But the four people in the hall looked at the palace maid without any sympathy. Perhaps because they had lost patience, Li Zige nodded slightly at Yuan Su who was standing behind him. Yuan Su nodded, but did not look at Li Qianrou who was sitting on the main character. Her face was gloomy and she walked towards the center with a heavy strode.

He walked to the palace maid, squatted down, and grabbed her head rudely with his hands, "Say, who asked you to believe Miss Ziling."

Although the palace maid could be described as a terrible sight, her face was extremely clean. Yuan Su pulled her head up and raised her head weakly. At this time, if the eyes could kill someone, Yuan Su would have long known how many times he had been killed.

"Ph, no one instructed me. I was going to do that myself."

Yuan Su looked at her still stubbornly and couldn't ask what she wanted to know. She suddenly put down her head, walked around her, pulled an iron chain from behind, and pulled it out. Suddenly, the warm and sticky blood splattered around, and a few drops even splashed on Yuan Su's face.

"Li Qianrou, you have the ability to kill me! Don't even think about getting any news from me."

The palace maid was forced to pull out the iron chain in the pipa bone, and the blood was lost rapidly, which made her drowsy. However, the pain of the body was loaded and constantly tortured her fragile nerves. Her arms were unnaturally twisted. It made her want to cover the blood hole and reduce the blood loss, which was futile.

"Zige, let her go. It's been a day. Even if you ask again, you won't ask for any valuable news." Looking at the bloody man lying in the hall, a trace of unbearance flashed in Li Qianrou's eyes, and she said slowly to Li Zige.

"Uncle Yuan, come back. Since my aunt has spoken, nothing happened to Ling'er." Li Zige sat gracefully on the chair in white clothes like snow. His temperament is like orchids in the valley, his voice is like a graceful young man in the turbid world.

"I guess, when we interrogate her like this, we would give the person behind her a heavy warning. Let that person know that not everyone in our Li family can use the means."

"Yun Xiu, you and Yuan Su will put her back into the room."

"Yes, Empress."

Yun Xiu, wearing a pink dress, leaned over to Li Qianrou and walked over with a regular small step.

Yuan Su was full of disgust and Yun Xiu, and pulled up the unconscious palace maid. Because she didn't ask for the information she wanted to know, her actions were particularly rude.

"Uncle Yuan, remember to make the movement bigger when you send it back." Li Zige looked at the two men who were pulling the palace maid and preparing to go out, and said to Yun Xiu, "Yun Xiu, you can change her clothes first, and then send her back."

"Yes, Mr. Li."

When Li Qianrou and Li Zige were left in Qifeng Palace, Li Qianrou stared at the blood on the ground for a while, then her beautiful eyes closed slightly, sighed, and opened her eyes again.

Looking at Li Zige sitting next to him and drinking tea gracefully, her appearance was untainted. Li Qianrou couldn't connect the Li Zige who tortured a good person into a bloody man in just one afternoon.

He sighed in his heart, knowing that he could not have grown up in the Li family in Haocheng, as he seemed as gentle and harmless as he seemed on the surface.

"Aunt, you said. If your subordinates are caught by the enemy

If you interrogate it, you can't see any hurt from the outside. What will you think in your heart."

"This... I will first think about whether the people under my command are betrayal." Li Qianrou thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Yes, the other party will be feeling like he is on pins and pins and pins, wondering if we are talking about anything. And when the palace maid returns cleanly, she will definitely be suspected of being rebellious and not living for a long time."

Inside the Pepper Room

"Hongye, do you think Hongxiu will betray this palace?"

"Empress, sister, she doesn't know."

"Have you ever blamed me? Let your sisters separate since childhood."

Empress Lin Yaluan was wearing a golden embroidered phoenix dress and had exquisite makeup on her face. She wore a golden phoenix crown on her head, leaning against the soft couch, putting her slender fingers on her face, and opening her red lips, and talking to Hongye who was standing down and waiting for the order.

"The Empress is the life-saving benefactor of our sisters. She has recreated grace to us. We will not blame you. Even if you want our sisters' lives, we will not blink." Hongye lowered her head and said sincerely and pertinently to Lin Yaluan.

Listening to what Hongye said, Lin Yaluan's mouth curled up with a faint smile.

"You go down first. I heard that the man caught your sister for interrogation at noon. I can see your concerns."

"Empress, I..."

"After all, they are sisters, and their blood is thicker than water. I am not a person who is unreasonable."

"Empress, I have something to say."

Lin Yaluan's wet nurse, Madam Gui, walked in from outside the hall in a hurry, and after saluting Lin Yaluan, he said respectfully.

"Madam Gui, it's so late, is there anything wrong?"

"Empress, this..."

"Okay, let's go down the red leaves."

"Yes, Empress. I'll leave."

"The person is leaving, tell me." Maybe he was in a good mood. Lin Yaluan did not blame Madam Gui for disturbing her, and said lightly.

"Empress, Hongxiu was sent back by Yunxiu over there. Moreover, from the outside, there were no traces of injuries." After Hongye left, Madam Gui told the queen what she had just seen.

After hearing the news, Lin Yaluan was stunned at first, then a trace of fierce murderous intent appeared in her eyes.

"Her life is beyond my mind, Madam Gui, you can do it cleaner."

"Empress, she should not betray you unless she doesn't want Hongye to take the antidote every month."

"I'm not afraid of ten thousand, but I'm afraid of it. I would rather kill by mistake than let someone or something that threatens me."

"Cousin, you don't have to hurry back to Beijing! Before dawn, you're going to get up and rush to go, and I'm so sleepy." Li Ziling, who was sleepy, rubbed his eyes, yawned, and looked at Feng Chenyao sitting opposite him with dissatisfaction.

Feng Chenyao at this time was no longer a smile on his face compared to the previous two days ago. If he looked closely, he would have a faint worry and a solemn look.

"Your cousin is thinking about the problem. If you are sleepy, you can sleep in the carriage. When we arrive, we will call you." Qi Liyan listened to the dissatisfaction in Li Ziling's words sitting next to her, looked at Feng Chenyao for a while, and said to her faintly.

After hearing Qi Liyan's words, Li Ziling wanted to refute a few words, "I... OK." However, when he felt the atmosphere in the carriage, he felt a little unusual, so he changed his mouth obediently.

After Li Ziling fell asleep on the soft couch, Qi Liyan turned her eyes to Feng Chenyao, frowned slightly, and looked at him calmly, "Feng Chenyao, what happened?"

"Yan'er, you will sit in the carriage with Ziling for a while, and don't come out no matter what happens outside."

Looking at Feng Chenyao's perfect side face as if it was carved by a knife, he did not respond to what he said. He curled his lips rarely and turned his eyes out the window.

At this moment, the airflow in the carriage had a gradually solidified feeling, which made Qi Liyan feel oppressive and suffocated. She cleared her throat, pretended to be careless, and spoke to Feng Chenyao to try to relieve that feeling.

"Ahem, Feng Chenyao...". He was interrupted before he could say it.

"Yan'er, don't talk." Feng Chenyao made a serious sound to stop him, then raised his voice, "Brother Zhang, where are you going now?"

"Young Master, you look seven or eight miles away from the capital. If the time is faster, you can reach the capital with at most one stick of incense."

Listening to what Zhang Bo was driving the car and said loudly, Feng Chenyao frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Brother Zhang, hurry up the car."

"Yes, young master. You, who are you, what are you doing!"

The carriage suddenly stopped, and some messy steps came from outside, as well as the panic-like voice of Zhang Bo.

"Oh! I hit me to death, how did I drive the car! I parked, cousin, have we arrived?"

"Don't talk. Feng Chenyao, it seems that you are quite popular. You are almost in the capital. Your enemy is coming."

"Don't kill me, I'm just a car driver! Everyone, please spare me."

Feng Chenyao has not

In response to Qi Liyan and Li Ziling, he listened carefully to the sounds around him and made a quick analysis on whether the surrounding environment is beneficial or not.

"Eight people, excellent martial arts. Yan'er, please keep the Red Squids and sit in the carriage with Ziling, don't go out."

Feng Chenyao took out the box containing the red water flowers from his arms and handed it to Qi Liyan. After watching the two of them finish talking, he pushed the door and went out.

Qi Liyan held the box and before he could say a word, he saw the blue clothes swaying, leaving a afterimage in the carriage, arousing his complicated mood.

"Why do you make things difficult for a coachman? I want to see what your master and the minions of the mission have."

Feng Chenyao flew out, turned around, and after a whirlwind, he stood on the ground with a chirp. A powerful kingly aura surrounded him. The green shirt was windless, and the ink flew up and stood with his hands behind his back. It was like a pair of sharp eyes on the face of a god, with a cold breath, as if he was looking at the dead, looking at the eight men in black.
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