Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

"You don't have to be too surprised. I know much more than you think."

"I don't know. I only know there is such a group of people. But they didn't train with us. We are two separate departments."

"Where do you train?"

"I don't know. Every time they go out on a mission, they're knocked unconscious and sent out."

"Where was it sent out?"

"The house is full."

"The building is full of guests? Is that your temporary meeting point or a permanent one?"

"One of the fixed connection points."

"Where else?"

"I don't know. Each team has a fixed meeting point. I only know ours, not others'."

Leng Qingyi stared into his eyes for a long time to make sure he was not lying.

"What about them? Are they all with you?"

"Yes."

"Okay, since you've provided me with a lot of information, I'll give you a chance to choose how you want to die."

"Can you...can you please not kill me?"

Leng Qing narrowed her eyes and didn't say anything, but the man understood what she meant.

"What are you talking about? Not killing you? Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"I'm still useful. As long as you can give me the antidote, I'll do anything for you."

"That's not necessary. An San, take action."

The assassin, whose tongue had been cut off, was trembling in the cell next door.

Suddenly, a pair of black and gold boots embroidered with dragon patterns appeared in his sight. Looking up, he saw the golden dragon on the dragon robe staring at him coldly, which gave him an ominous premonition.

"Have you written down everything you know, in detail?"

The assassin nodded respectfully and handed the paper in his hand to An San beside him.

Normally, these Deadpools wouldn't be so spineless, otherwise they wouldn't have said nothing after being tortured for a whole day and night. But Leng Qingyi was too insidious. He actually... actually allowed someone to poke their spirit points and soul gates with sticks. They couldn't imagine that the king of a country could be so... so disgusting.

Leng Qingyi picked up the paper and took a look at it, but there was nothing useful in it.

"Your chance of survival is gone. I already know all this. If you don't have any valuable information, then you will share the same fate as them."

Leng Qing signaled An San with his eyes to take action. The man was so scared that he immediately picked up the pen and started writing again.

After finishing writing, Leng Qingyi frowned at the crooked handwriting, but smiled when he saw the content on the paper.

It turns out that there is no wall that is completely airtight in the world. No matter what you do, there will be traces.

"An San will give him a quick death."

Hearing Leng Qingyi's words, the assassin was stunned at first, and then his eyes were as if filled with poison and he glared at Leng Qingyi, who did not keep his word.

Leng Qing didn't care at all about being stared at, he just shook his sleeves and walked out of the gloomy dungeon.

Zhongli Yuan didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he walked out of the dungeon and followed Leng Qingyi silently.

As a man, he could understand why the stubborn assassin leader confessed everything after being questioned by Leng Qing.

That was a man's lifeblood. He really couldn't imagine how painful and humiliating it would be. Now he was extremely grateful that the two of them had exchanged souls.

If she were herself, she would definitely collapse if she retaliated so cruelly against her for what she did to her.

Leng Qingyi looked at the bright and sunny weather outside and sighed deeply: "The sun is shining, it's a good time to find something to do."

She has given these officials so much to do, but they are still not behaving themselves. It seems that the workload is not enough. She must go and inspect it in person.

How can we just let her slack off and not work if we don't give them some stimulation?

Thinking of this, Leng Qing didn't even change his clothes and took Zhongli Yuan out of the palace directly.

How can we see the true working state of her good minister without a surprise attack?

The first stop is to visit the Ministry of Revenue.

The six ministries were just across the street from the imperial palace, and it took less than ten minutes to get there after walking out of the palace gate.

In such a short time, the spies in the palace didn't even have time to pass the news out.

When he arrived at the gate of the Ministry of Revenue, he saw a few playboys shaking dice at the gate, which made Leng Qing laugh.

No wonder, no wonder Dongxia was destroyed, no wonder the officials were corrupt and the people were living in misery, so Dongxia just raised such a group of parasites to work for the people?

If you can’t stand it, then do it!

He took two steps forward and kicked over the table where a few playboys were playing dice. The force was so strong that the person on the opposite side was also kicked to the ground.

The sudden change made the smiles on the faces of the playboys freeze.

When they realized that someone had smashed their factory, they became furious and rolled up their sleeves to see who was so blind as to be so rude in front of them.

"Who? Who dares to kick my desk? I'll chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs today. Hurry up and help me up."

The person who was knocked over by the table was a big fat square man. His head was facing the ground and his whole body was arched, with his head pressed to the ground and he couldn't move at all.

"Where are you guys? You better kill that bastard before you come to help me, or you'll lose your heads."

The fat guy was still howling and had no idea that danger was coming, while the dudes who were playing with him were almost scared to death.

Looking at the noble man in front of me with a low aura and wearing a black suit embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon, I knew who he was without even thinking.

Who else in the entire capital can wear a five-clawed golden dragon? Who dares to wear a five-clawed golden dragon to play tricks on them?

Obviously not, so the identity of the person in front of him is obvious.

They were so frightened that they crawled on the ground and dared not say a word. They felt a chill on their necks as they listened to the fat man curse "son of a bitch".

"You two turn that ball over."

The two who were called quickly turned the people around and asked them to sit down, and then they immediately knelt there.

The ball that was helped up was about to start cursing when he looked up and saw the five-clawed golden dragon. He raised his fingers in disbelief and began to count the dragon claws on Leng Qingyi's body.

"One, two, three, four, five... Five claws, Your Majesty."

The ball was so frightened that it prostrated itself on the ground and cried out, "Your Majesty, I was blind and offended Your Majesty. I was wrong, but please forgive me for the sake of our royal family."

Leng Qing didn't buy his tricks at all. This was not some playboy. This was pure hard-earned money.

"An Si, tie them all up and keep them under my watch."

After giving the order, he walked directly into the Ministry of Revenue.

Zhongli Yuan, who was following behind, felt very disappointed. Even the Ministry of Revenue had become so chaotic. How could those people far away from the capital act so recklessly?

He has always been narrow-minded, and has been so focused on how to seize power that he has forgotten to punish these corrupt officials.

After entering the Ministry of Revenue, Leng Qingyi thought that everyone was busy working and calculating accounts, but he did not see it.

How does this work?

Roll her up.

He glanced at Zhongli Yuan behind him, and under Leng Qingyi's gaze, he spoke helplessly: "The Emperor has arrived!"