The Killer's Cleansing Manual

Xue Ying was completely baffled by her behavior. The princess was so powerful, yet she didn't feel ashamed of being suppressed. She even spoke up for her. Was she pretending?

try again!

Xue Ying felt even more aggrieved, her face covered with tears. She simply crawled to Lin Shanjuan's feet and hugged her legs.

"Sir, please persuade the princess, please!"

Lin Shanjuan was startled, then overwhelmed. She loved this black dress the most, so what was that shimmering thing? It must be snot! Definitely snot!

Qi Zhaomian watched this scene and her anger, which had just subsided, rose again. She was about to ask someone to pull her away when she saw Lin Shanjuan kick Xue Ying away before she could open her mouth.

Xue Ying was a weak woman after all. As soon as her hand loosened, she fell backwards and rolled on the ground before she stabilized her body. She looked at Lin Shanjuan in even greater shock, and even forgot that she was in pain.

Lin Shanjuan said righteously, "The princess is my wife, and everything she does is justified! On the other hand, you are the one who dares to pounce on me while the princess is still here! This is simply too much!"

Her indignant expression did not seem fake, and while it completely petrified Xue Ying, it also easily pleased Qi Zhaomian's lingering anger.

They all saw that this man was full of lies and was probably from a complicated background. They had to be detained here and interrogated slowly.

Coincidentally, Qi Zhaomian had just seen the memorial about the missing woman in Liangzhou that morning, and now he had arrested a victim with ulterior motives.

There must be another conspiracy behind this, and keeping this person will be very useful.

Lin Shanjuan took the opportunity to change clothes and handed the person over to Qi Zhaomian for arrangements. Before leaving, he whispered in Qi Zhaomian's ear:

"I have something to tell you. I'll come find you later."

Qi Zhaomian raised the corners of his lips. She could think the same way as him, which saved him a lot of trouble. It seemed that letting her be the Imperial Inspector was the right decision.

The cleverness of daring to go deep into the tiger's den with only a reckless man is indeed extraordinary.

She nodded slightly, and Lin Shanjuan strode out and returned to his own cabin.

Qi Zhaomian was just about to ask someone to settle Xue Ying in the side room, but he saw Xue Ying staring at Lin Shanjuan's back in a daze.

What can be tolerated by scholars?

"Xiao'er, prepare a room for this girl to stay in. Since she's afraid of me, then she should stay away from my bedroom and my husband's!"

She left after saying something cold, and went straight to find Lin Shanjuan, wanting to hear what this man had analyzed.

Xiao'er answered yes, and after the people left, she kindly helped Xue Ying up.

"Miss Xue, you don't have to be so afraid of His Highness. He is a very good person, and so is His Highness the Prince Consort."

Xiao'er helped her find a towel to wipe her face and poured her a cup of tea.

Xue Ying took it and asked casually, "Minister Lin is indeed kind-hearted. But she is clearly a third-rank official. Why don't you call her 'Sir' but 'Prince Consort' instead?"

The son-in-law is a minister and has no real power, so I believe Lin Shanjuan would prefer the title of Lin Si.

Xiao'er didn't notice anything was wrong and answered patiently, "Our Prince Consort is a very kind master. Although she is a woman, she and our Highness are a perfect match. She herself said that no matter what, she is still the Highness's Prince Consort. Calling her 'Sir' makes her seem like she belongs to someone else's family."

Xue Ying put down her teacup and said, "Then the relationship between Lin Si and His Highness must be very close."

Xiao'er thought about it and sighed, "Our Prince Consort is good in every way, except that he doesn't quite please His Highness."

Xue Ying immediately became interested. "Oh? Please tell me in detail. I won't tell anyone else!"

Xiao'er waved her hand. She never discussed the master's affairs too much, even if she stopped:

"I'm a fool. I don't understand matters of the heart. It's useless for Miss Xue to ask me."

Seeing this, Xue Ying stopped talking, lowered her eyes and smiled, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Lin Shanjuan returned to his room and changed his clothes. He looked at the man in the black robe that seemed to be stained with snot with a look of regret, and sighed softly.

"Well, I might as well wear my official uniform."

Qi Zhaomian happened to follow him into the house and chuckled when he heard this: "Juan'er, why are you so worried?"

Tired?

Is this because you've calmed down?

Lin Shanjuan's eyes lit up, and he quickly helped Qi Zhaomian move a stool, "Princess, please sit down!"

Qi Zhaomian gathered his sleeves and sat down: "Just now you said you had something to say, what is it, say it now."

Lin Shanjuan quickly poured someone a cup of tea: "I think what Xue Ying said is half true and half false. Her family must have some background."

Qi Zhaomian felt a little satisfied: "Why do you think so?"

Lin Shanjuan paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and told her what he had discovered:

"Her fingers are pink and tender, not like those used for laundry or mending. Besides, her movements before she pounced on me were quite respectful, so she must be a daughter of a wealthy family."

Qi Zhaomian commented on his meticulous observation and nodded slightly, "Then according to Juan'er, how should we deal with her?"

Lin Shanjuan frowned. "I've already sent people after the man who brought her here, and also told them to keep an eye on the madam. Let's follow the clues and find a thicker one. Can she be kept under house arrest in the mansion for now, or be placed somewhere else? I'm afraid she'll escape."

This idea was consistent with Qi Zhaomian's, and she nodded in agreement: "Is there anything else?"

Ok?

Lin Shanjuan subconsciously glanced at the clothes he had just changed out of, and chuckled when he heard this: "If you say so, Princess, there is indeed such a trivial thing..."

Qi Zhaomian did not miss her gaze. Thinking of her offensive words just now, he deliberately turned his neck and said, "I didn't sleep well last night. My neck feels a little uncomfortable."

Lin Shanjuan understood immediately and stood up to rub his shoulders: "Okay! What do you think this time?"

Qi Zhaomian smiled slightly, "My back is a little sore too."

Lin Shanjuan was asking for help, so he patted his back with a smile, "Is this strength okay?"

Qi Zhaomian nodded with satisfaction, "Juan'er has such a technique, where did you learn it from?"

If you let someone press it, you’re dead!

Lin Shanjuan said with a sweet smile, "I've been thinking about helping His Highness solve his problems for a long time. I practice on my pillow every night before going to bed!"

Qi Zhaomian hummed in satisfaction, "Your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Lin Shanjuan's eyes sparkled, "That girl cried so hard that my clothes were all gone. I want... another one. Hehe, Your Highness, take a look..."

as predicted.

Qi Zhaomian nodded with satisfaction. "I agree. If Juan'er has anything else you want, please tell me. I'm in a very good mood today, so I'll consider it."

Lin Shanjuan's eyes lit up, and he was about to say "the roast chicken from the Yingbin Building" when he heard a light cough from the door.

The two turned around and saw Qi Zhen and Bai Shu standing there with their faces trying to suppress laughter.

Lin Shanjuan: Do you think I will stop if someone sees me?

Totally wrong! I wish everyone in Beijing knew how good I am at currying favor with my sponsors.

Oh, since this job is in my hands, no one can take it away!

Lin Shanjuan kneaded even harder: "Your Highness, ignore them. Does it ache here? Let me help you massage it!"

Qi Zhaomian got goosebumps when he heard her voice.

My body isn't sore, but your voice makes my teeth ache.