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half an hour ago.
Liao Qiubai and Rong Ting stepped out of the mansion together.
Outside the stables, Liao Qiubai stopped walking, "A person who is capable of killing his own mother has a vicious mind. It is very difficult for people to figure it out, so it may not be easy to judge."
Rong Ting insisted on going his own way, just go forward.
"If it's not easy to interrogate, we have to continue the interrogation." He pulled out the horse, turned on the horse, tightened the rein, and said in a cool voice, "There are some things that I have to ask myself."
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In the prison, the light is dim.
The yamen servant took back the key, and made a very polite gesture of invitation.
The cell door opened slowly, and Shen Xiuying gradually saw clearly the figure and appearance of the man beside the yamen servant.
The hope in the eyes disappeared, replaced by trembling and fear.
Outside the prison, Rong Ting hadn't moved half a step, but inside the prison, Shen Xiuying was already trembling with fear, and kept backing away until her back touched the wall.
Looking at the crane and python patterns on Rong Ting's dark blue robe, she clearly knew his official rank and status.
I finally understood that my calculations were all in vain.
King Qi is Rong Ting.
When Jiang Rao married King Qi, she married Rong Ting.
She had no chance to get close to them in her previous life, and she couldn't destroy them in this life.
From beginning to end, what she did only pushed herself onto a more difficult path.
dead end.
Everything I believed in collapsed completely on this day. Shen Xiuying felt a severe pain in her heart and fell to the ground, crying out in a broken heart.
But she still wants to live.
She raised her head and took a sneak peek at Rong Ting.
This look made her feel cold all over.
She looked at the sullen man in front of her, as if she saw the cold-blooded and ruthless emperor in her previous life again.
His gaze is like a blade, cutting flesh and blood.
Thinking that soon the soul under his sword would be her own, Shen Xiuying's body trembled like chaff.
She shouldn't have thought of plotting against him.
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Rong Ting saw her every move.
When he looked at other people, he was always extremely cautious, and would not miss any subtle expressions or small movements that were difficult to detect.
See people's hearts in small places.
After following the events of that year, he found out about Shen Xiuying.
The Second Miss Shen of the Shen Mansion looks ordinary, but she has the ability to play tricks and trick the Queen to come to her.
In the few years when he first returned to Jinling from Yecheng, she got his whereabouts from someone, and she often dangled in front of his eyes.
A concubine with a dishonorable background, the only thing she can rely on is a fatuous biological father who dotes on his concubine and kills his wife, how can such a skill come from
He pressed the hilt of the sword on his waist with his fingertips, his eyes were cold, and he slowly opened his lips, "You have lived under the name Wei Wenhan for these few years, and it should be the end."
He has always had a temperament of vengeance.
Shen Xiuying's fault was not in colluding with the queen, but in wanting to use the queen's hand to frame Ning Anbo's mansion.
He always remembered that snowy night, when the heavy snow fell on Jiang Rao's body like flying catkins, staining her shoulders with white marks.
She was walking down the street as if she had lost her soul.
Jiang Rao cared about too many people, her parents, younger brother, aunt, grandfather, and the maid who had served her for a long time, she remembered them all, which annoyed him.
If she tried to provoke one by one, her eyes would only follow him wholeheartedly.
that would be nice.
Only then did he know that it was not good.
If Jiang Rao felt uncomfortable, he couldn't help it.
Shen Xiuying's eyes trembled, before Rong Ting could say anything else, she kowtowed and said, "It's the little girl who is wrong, she shouldn't be fooled by the queen, it's the little ghost who is obsessed with doing things for her."
She kowtowed, her head buzzing with shock.
It kept ringing in her mind, alive, she wanted to live.
She lived an extra life to know Rong Ting's fate and weaknesses.
"Don't kill me, my little girl will burn incense and pray for the princess every day in the future. The princess's temperament is pure and kind, and she will definitely not want to see blood. You discuss it with her and forgive my little girl. My little girl is willing to be a slave and a handmaiden to repay the king of Qi." Your Highness and Princess Wang."
Rong Ting lightly tapped the hilt of the sword, "Ning An Bo's mansion suffered, it was you who came up with the idea."
The lie was exposed, and Shen Xiuying's face turned pale.
Even though he was disabled in his previous life, how could a man who was able to overcome all opinions with grace and exert all his strength to secure his position in the world be so easily fooled by others
"Why are you obsessed with framing Ning Anbo's mansion?" Rong Ting's voice became colder.
His only worry was that there was a more poisonous snake hiding behind Shen Xiuying, advising her.
It's about Jiang Rao, so he can't be careless.
Shen Xiuying lowered her head, stubbornly resisting, shedding tears pretendingly, and sobbing: "At the beginning, the little girl liked His Highness Ninth Highness, but His Highness Ninth Highness never gave me a look..."
Rong Ting's patience was exhausted, he looked away, and looked at the yamen guard beside him, "Bring the torture tools here."
Instruments of torture... He wants to torture her severely...
Shen Xiuying's pupils trembled, no matter how hard she could show tenderness on her face, she lost her mind and hurried to look at Rong Ting.
Rong Ting's expression was always cold.
Seeing that there was no hope left, Shen Xiuying suddenly raised the corners of her lips.
She laughed wildly, "Why should I harm the Ning Anbo Mansion?"
"Jiang Rao, why is she living so well?"
"It's the same being ransacked and exiled, and it's also sent to slavery. How can she be cared for by you and not suffer at all?"
Rong Ting frowned.
"That was your previous life. You liked her in your previous life. Unfortunately, she would rather die than be with you. You kill innocent people and support courtiers. Who would like you? Even if you would rather give up your 30-year birthday, you still ask for it." No, I stole that lamp, and I was the one who was reborn, hahahaha...!" She laughed until she coughed up blood, "Do you think you can really be with her for a long time? Don't dream, she only likes the docile and cute you pretend, She won't like you for who you really are, and will never—"
Shen Xiuying's voice suddenly stopped, and she lowered her eyes in disbelief, looking at the cold sword that pierced his chest.
Rong Ting's eyes were scarlet, as if he had lost his mind, "You are talking nonsense!"
"She won't really like you." Shen Xiuying gradually lost her breath, "Never..."
Rong Ting pulled out the sword, and he stood there, holding a blood-dripping sword in his hand, his eyes were as deep as a pool, and the blood red eyes did not fade for a long time, the hand holding the sword had blue veins on the back of his hand.
I would rather die than be with him...
I can't ask for it in my life...
He doesn't believe it.
There is no past life, only this life.
He patted his face, suppressing the brutality and bloodiness in his eyes.
He can't do this, Jiang Rao will be afraid. It doesn't matter if she doesn't like his original appearance, he can be obedient all his life.
He threw the long sword aside and stroked his forehead.
Without Shen Xiuying's sharp cry, the cell inside and outside became extraordinarily quiet.
Rong Ting suddenly raised his head and looked to the right.
Unexpectedly, he saw the person he least wanted to see here.
In the dim light of the cell, Jiang Rao stood a few steps away. She was wearing a green calyx plum cloak and holding a heater in her hand.
She was so pretty, so that the lights around her became warm and hazy, so that when he saw her, he felt that his life was good.
He recognized the stove, but she always thought that his hands were cold, and she wanted to hang on him when it was hot in summer, but she didn't want to get close to him in winter. In both seasons, she found a stove and stuffed it in his hands.
He left in a hurry this afternoon and forgot the hand warmer in the study.
He hurriedly looked at Jiang Rao's face carefully, trying to see all her tiny expressions.
Her eyes were calm, so calm... It was a little cruel to him.
Unable to suppress the panic, her voice trembled, "Niannian."
"It's not what you see..."
"Why is Madam here?" The yamen servant who took the torture tools came back and met Jiang Rao outside. He saw Jiang Rao's unusual expression, and felt that something was wrong, so he bowed respectfully, "You didn't know earlier, Ask someone to clean up the small ones, I'm afraid it will hurt your eyes in such a filthy place."
Jiang Rao didn't speak.
The yamen servants are courteous and dare not give too much.
I only secretly planned in my heart that I would have to clean up in advance in the future. King Qi doted on his wife, and Jiang Rao really wanted to come, but they didn't dare to stop them, so they could only clean up the place silently.
"Your Highness, the instruments of torture have arrived..." The yamen servant swept his eyes across the cell, and the rest of the words stuck in his throat.
Just one back and forth effort, the prisoner in the prison is dead.
The yamen servant's mind was spinning quickly. If this matter is spread to others, it must be considered a trouble, but the power in Rongting's hands is very important. In addition, with the various crimes committed by Shen Xiuying, Ling Chi's death is not enough, let alone being killed by a sword.
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Rong Ting looked at Jiang Rao, not daring to take a step forward.
He didn't know how much she had heard and seen.
His narrow eyes were still red.
It's just that the violence born of extreme anger just now is full of emaciation.
Obviously tall and tall, but it looks like a broken bone, sad and desolate.
If she escapes, he doesn't know what he will do.
It's hard for her to hurt him, but it's even worse for her to leave him.
If she dares to escape, if she dares to escape... The fist clenched by his side cracked, and he didn't know what to do.
All the sounds and colors weakened in Rong Ting's ears and eyes, and the pain in his clenched fists seeped into the bones.
The little girl outside suddenly moved.
She bit her lower lip, and it took her a long time to dare to walk into the bloody cell, with nausea in her throat, every step was difficult, but she held Rong Ting's hand.
She touched the blue veins on the back of his hand with her fingers, frowned, and said in a loud voice: "Miss Shen Er deceived the king to fake death, murdered the biological mother, and ignored human life, she should be punished."
The yamen servant outside was stunned for a moment before realizing that Jiang Rao was speaking for him, and hurriedly said "OK", "I'll find someone to clean up the little one."
"You heard it all." Rong Ting's voice was hoarse, and his tone was sure. He stretched out his left hand tremblingly, grabbed her right wrist, and tightened his slender fingers, tightening them firmly, "Are you... not afraid?"
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Jiang Rao hugged his waist and buried her face in his arms.
She didn't dare to look at everything around her, so she coaxed him softly first, "Don't be afraid."