Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

"Don't ask anymore. I'll tell you everything. Please, can you please let me go first?"

The tortured and dying man finally got the chance to speak.

He had wanted to say it a long time ago, but unfortunately he had never been given the chance.

Once he was caught, he was cruelly tortured, and he felt very miserable.

So without waiting for Leng Si to speak, he told him everything.

Everything that was said was written down word for word.

The Minister of Justice Zhang Yuntong opened his mouth but said nothing.

"Your Majesty, my lord, I have told you everything I know. Please let me go."

Leng Qingyi played with the turtle shell in his hand without saying a word.

Leng Si understood and gave him another scolding.

This meal made him vomit a lot of things.

Leng Si looked at Leng Qingyi again.

Seeing Leng Qingyi nod slightly, he let the killed chicken go for the time being.

"next."

The cold voice echoed in the prison of the Ministry of Justice, and also resounded like thunder in the hearts of all the suspects in the cell.

Leng Si didn't care about the suspects' fear at all.

He glanced around at several cells and locked his sight on a martial artist.

Then he dragged the man out with a clear goal.

The methods are the same, but the punishments are varied.

Each punishment sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

Leng Qingyi was very patient. He watched Leng Si interrogate seven or eight people before calling a halt.

The suspects that Leng Si found all seemed to have some kung fu skills.

The result was as expected, big and small, they were all leaders and captains.

I also know more than ordinary people.

Through the confessions of these people, Leng Qing roughly pieced together a superficial truth.

The man who was originally used to make an example of someone was a relative of a branch of the Cui family.

It was said that he was approached by the Eighth Prince and received benefits from the Eighth Prince to do things for him.

He is one of the small commanders of this operation.

The remaining few people gave roughly the same explanation.

It was roughly a few years ago that I was secretly trained by a mysterious person.

They were arranged to go to various remote areas of Dongxia to re-register and change their identities.

They had been trained secretly for several years until they received their mission before the New Year.

Only then did they all gather in Beijing.

Before this, none of them knew each other.

……

All these confessions pointed to the Cui family and the Eighth Prince.

If it was really that simple, then she would have to doubt whether the Cui family was a prestigious family that had stood for a hundred years.

"Lord Zhang, please transcribe today's confession and send it to the Cui family."

"Yes."

"I believe Mr. Zhang has almost mastered the interrogation methods. I'll leave this to you, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Yuntong recalled Leng Si's cruel methods and subconsciously clamped her legs together.

"Yes."

"Also, we can try this method on those tough nuts we've had in the past. Even though the food in the prison isn't great, it's still food after all."

"It's a waste to feed those people with food."

"Yes, I will handle this matter properly."

Zhang Yuntong groaned in his heart. It would have been fine if he was only allowed to interrogate the suspects in these cells.

The Cui family and the Eighth Prince, who were not easy to deal with, had already been interrogated by the emperor himself, so he didn't have to worry too much about any subsequent news.

But those criminals in the past were rarely tough.

The powerless and stubborn ones would have been tortured to death long ago, so there is no need to keep feeding them with food.

Nowadays, those "hard bones" are just because of their strong family background. The emperor means to investigate all the previous cases.

If I use the emperor's method, how many people will be offended? Alas!

There was no other way. The emperor was so powerful now that he could only do what the emperor ordered.

As for those people, they can only wish them good luck.

If they cause trouble for me, I can just go and complain to the emperor.

Given the emperor's character, I am doing my job impartially and the emperor should not ignore it.

In this situation, the correct solution is to follow the emperor's footsteps.

After giving the order, Leng Qingyi left Leng Si in the prison of the Ministry of Justice to supervise the Minister of Justice in his work.

He walked around the Ministry of Justice in a swaggering manner before leaving.

It was already evening when we came out of the Ministry of Justice, and other government offices were about to close.

Leng Qingyi didn't wander around anywhere else and went straight back to the palace.

Before reaching the entrance of the Yangxin Palace, Leng Qingyi saw a thin white figure standing outside the Palace.

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't figure out who that person was.

After taking a few steps forward, the palace servants guarding outside the Yangxin Palace saw Leng Qingyi and immediately knelt down to salute.

The thin figure also came into view.

It turned out to be—Yan Ruju.

Leng Qing's eyes widened a little, not expecting it to be Yan Ruju.

In her impression, Yan Ruju was a plump, dignified, elegant and majestic woman. But now she was so thin that she looked like a completely different person.

When Yan Ruju saw the emperor, she was stunned for a moment, then knelt down to salute.

"The daughter of a guilty minister greets the emperor."

Leng Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, not understanding what Yan Ruju was saying.

"Get up, what is it that the imperial concubine wants to see me about?"

There were complex emotions in Yan Ruju's eyes, including confusion, sadness, hatred and loneliness.

"Your Majesty, could you please come and sit in my palace? I have something to say to you alone."

Leng Qingyi really didn't know what Yan Ruju wanted to say to her.

But without thinking much, he followed Yan Ruju to Ronghua Palace.

As soon as I entered the gate of Ronghua Palace, I noticed something strange.

The Ronghua Palace today is very different from the Ronghua Palace six months ago.

Ronghua Palace Ronghua Palace is a palace of prosperity and wealth.

It was indeed like this six months ago. It was magnificent and golden everywhere, not much inferior to the emperor's Palace of Tranquil Longevity.

But now it seems a bit depressed.

Not only are the decorations in the palace much simpler and more elegant than before, but the number of palace servants serving them is also much less than before.

The whole palace was very quiet and desolate, looking a little sad.

After a little thought, I figured out the key.

When the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion was still in existence, all the good things were sent here in order to curry favor with the Duke of Zhenguo, and all the palace people were trying their best to get in.

Now that the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion is gone, everyone is pushing it down, and this scene is not surprising.

Leng Qingyi followed Yan Ruju into the Ronghua Palace and found that not only was the exterior much simpler, but there were also many fewer precious items inside the palace.

After the two sat down, Yan Ruju poured a cup of tea for Leng Qingyi, sent the servants away, and took a deep breath.

"Your Majesty, are you well now?"

"what?"

Leng Qingyi didn't react to what Yan Ruju said for a moment.

Yan Ruju glanced down with complicated eyes.

Leng Qing immediately understood what Yan Ruju meant.

"Oh, you're talking about this. I'm not quite sure either."

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Yan Ruju's face, then turned into indifference.

"Your Majesty, after you left for the battle, I had a very long dream."

"That dream was beautiful, yet cruel."

Leng Qing saw that the longing expression on Yan Ruju's face instantly turned sad and miserable.

I really can't understand what happened in the past few months and why Yan Ruju has changed so much.

"Your Majesty, do you believe in past lives and present lives?"