Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

"I asked, what were you talking about just now?"

Wanqi Changge had a gloomy expression on his face. He stared at the slaves who were kneeling and shaking like sieves, and asked word by word.

Several slaves lay on the ground, turning their heads to look at each other, and finally a slave who looked a little older spoke timidly.

"Slave, slaves and a few others were just discussing sending something to my husband's courtyard."

The servant was obviously knowledgeable. He only said things that were beneficial to the others and avoided talking about his own slander of his master.

But Wanqi Changge was obviously not satisfied with this answer. She glanced at him and said sternly, "If you can't answer, cut off your tongue and throw him away. Let someone who can understand what we say come."

The slave trembled upon hearing this, and began to kowtow and beg for mercy: "Princess Third, calm down! Princess Third, calm down! I'm going to say that just now we were discussing the marriage between my master and Lord Lin, and we just lamented a few times that the treasure Lord Lin sent was rare, and other than that, we didn't say anything inappropriate!"

Wanqi Changge was shocked, but she still maintained a decent face, "Your husband? Changsun Yan?"

"It is Mr. Yan." The servant did not dare to play tricks anymore and answered honestly.

"It's ridiculous! He and I just divorced... and he's already married someone else? The Lord Minister actually agreed to it!" Wanqi Changge was full of disbelief and laughed in anger.

But then she thought again, looking at the performance of the servants in the yard, how dare they be so ostentatious without the orders of their master, and her heart couldn't help but feel a little colder.

Sure enough, the servant kowtowed and replied respectfully: "It was the order of the master and the husband. We dare not act on our own."

After getting the definite answer, Wanqi Changge's eyes changed. He suppressed the absurd feeling in his heart and wanted to know who was so desperate that he dared to risk the world's condemnation to marry a royal abandoned husband.

"Then let me ask you, who is the Lord Lin you are talking about?"

The slave wanted to bury his head in the ground, and tremblingly said a name that Wanqi Changge did not expect: "Yes, it is the Sikou of the Criminal Justice Department, Lin Xi, Lord Lin."

"Did she recruit?"

In the dark and deep basement, the lights were dim, and the strong smell of blood lingered for a long time, mixed with the damp and moldy smell in the air, as if it was going to drag the people inside into the dark and lifeless cage.

A tall, slender, and strong woman in black clothes flipped through the case file in her hand and spoke expressionlessly.

"I am incompetent!" The subordinate who was called out looked solemn and bowed to apologize.

"Oh, you are really incompetent. After a whole day and night, you only managed to pry out such a small thing." The woman in black sneered, threw the case file in her hand into the arms of her subordinate, and then took off her loose outer garment, revealing a tight suit underneath, and covered the head of the subordinate who was fumbling to catch the case file.

"Follow."

The subordinate hurriedly took off the clothes on his head, carefully placed it on a clean table at the side, and followed the steps of the woman in black to a cell in the deepest part of the dungeon.

On the rusty rack, there was a body that barely looked like a human. If it weren't for the slight movement of her chest, no one would have thought she was still alive, judging from her miserable state with not a single piece of good flesh on her body.

puff!

A bucket of ice water was suddenly poured towards the woman, causing her unconscious body to tremble and she woke up with a start.

"Did the Right Sergeant sleep well last night?"

Just as the woman was struggling to open her eyelids that were covered with blood and hair, a cold female voice suddenly sounded in the empty and silent cell.

The voice was so calm and without a trace of emotion that the Right Prime Minister felt as if he was not in a dark and damp dungeon, but in a spacious and bright court, chatting and laughing with his colleagues, exchanging greetings and compliments.

Hearing the voice, You Pushe raised his swollen eyelids and glanced at the tall figure standing in front of him.

The charcoal fire on the copper rack was burning fiercely, and the jumping flames were reflected on the profile of the person in front of him, making her originally sharp outlines a little softer, making the drowsy You Pushe unable to remember who this person was for a moment.

"Since the Right Pushe didn't answer, I guess he went to bed." Seeing that the Right Pushe hadn't answered for a long time, the woman in black chuckled, walked to the side to fan the charcoal fire a little more, and spoke again.

Under the firelight, You Pushe finally saw the face of the person who came. He had phoenix eyes, a hanging nose, thin lips with a pale blood color, and a sharp profile. Who else could it be but the current head of the Criminal Justice Department, Sikou Lin Xi!

The You Pushe, who had been groggy just now, suddenly felt his scalp tighten and he became more sober. His body began to tremble involuntarily, causing the iron chains on his body to hit the rack, making a series of crisp sounds.

"Why are you shaking so badly, My Lord? Is it because the prison is too cold and you caught a cold?" Lin Xi seemed not to notice the deep fear in the eyes of the person in front of him, and his tone was full of concern.

"In that case, please use this charcoal fire to help the Minister drive away the cold."

As soon as Lin Xi finished speaking, she suddenly attacked and kicked the burning copper frame towards You Pushe on the rack. The copper frame was hit by the sudden force and immediately shook left and right, sparks flying.

Several pieces of red-hot charcoal jumped out of the copper basin and landed at the feet of You Pushe. The copper racks that were tilted to the left and right slid for a distance and stopped less than half a foot away from You Pushe. As long as You Pushe bent down slightly, the flames would lick her clothes and burn her to death.

"Ah!" The Right Prime Minister was so frightened by Lin Xi's sudden attack that he screamed in shock.

"The Right Pushe slept soundly, but I wonder if he could sleep so peacefully on the night when 138 people in Ping'anfang were killed by the fire dragon?" Seeing that the Right Pushe's soul was shattered, Lin Xi's face turned cold, and her phoenix eyes seemed to want to capture the Right Pushe's soul.

"Ho-ho-ho." Although the copper frame was not close to You Pushe's flesh, the burning heat in it did not diminish at all. She only felt a stinging pain in her chest, and she seemed to smell the smell of burning flesh. She was so scared that her whole body tensed up and sweat poured down.

"Lin Xi! A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated! I, Mu Zheng, have never done anything to betray the emperor's grace. Don't even think about forcing me to confess!" The Right Prime Minister roared angrily, enduring the burning heat in his chest.

"What a loyal and righteous minister who never fails to live up to the emperor's grace. It really makes people cry when they hear about her." Seeing her hypocritical appearance, Lin Xi couldn't help but smile coldly, but the next moment, her expression suddenly changed, "Do you think I'm here today to watch you perform such a show?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her foot again and pushed the burning copper rack half an inch towards You Pushe. You Pushe immediately screamed, but Lin Xi was unmoved and exerted another 2 points of strength.

"Ah! I'll tell you! I'll tell you!" The screams echoed throughout the dungeon and lingered for a long time.

Half an hour later, Lin Xi left You Pushe, whose life or death was unknown, on the rack with an expressionless face, turned around and walked out. Qin Sang, a subordinate who was taking notes in the corner, hurriedly put away his pen and followed her.

The two men walked out of the cell. Qin Sang carefully sorted out the case files in his hand, glanced at Lin Xi's hand which was still dripping with blood, and took out a handkerchief from his arms.

"My Lord, please wipe it off."