The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 556: Less master exposure (one more)

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The gray-robed man who was shot through the head fell to the side in the snow, his brains and blood splattered on the ground!

This scene is really terrifying, being shot through the head by an arrow is enough to make one shudder, not to mention a long and heavy red tassel!

All the grey-robed masters felt as if their heads had been shot through, their foreheads froze and their bodies froze.

They have killed countless people, but they have never seen such a method of killing. It is too cruel and too scary!

This is how much murderous intent in the bottom of my heart to shoot this shot!

Who is it!

who did it!

Everyone noticed that the situation was not good, and the snow-covered official road suddenly filled with a tense and fearful aura, and another gray-robed man took over from the previous person and began to give orders.

"Draw the knife! Draw the knife!"

He drinks!

Everyone was pulled back to consciousness by his voice, and they all pulled out the scimitars around their waists.

At the same time, the sound of horse hooves that could break through the mountains and rivers came from far and near, and the snow seemed to be shaken. Everyone followed the sound and saw a young man in green riding a vigorous horse. , in front of a few people in the blink of an eye, Qi Ji jumped, and soared over the heads of several people!

As soon as the horse's hoof landed, the young man stretched out his palm-protected hand and pulled out the red tassel spear that had pierced the human head.

Immediately, he moved his fingertips, took off his cloak, and raised it with his bare hands, covering Mo Qianxue, who was disheveled!

Mo Qianxue was lying in the icy snow, watching the young man in fresh clothes come furiously, without a mask, his brows were stern, but the striking birthmark on his left face was not ugly, on the contrary, it had a cold and evil look.

The young man was murderous, but he put on a veil for her.

Gu Jiao's horse didn't stop, she pulled out her red spear and immediately shot at the remaining five.

The skills of this group are not weak, they can add up to the strength of a Sirius, but Gu Jiao is not the same as Gu Jiao two months ago, and her strength has recovered a little, even if she fights Sirius again at this time , she won't be as embarrassed as last time.

Gu Jiao rolled over and dismounted, and the two sides exchanged hands fiercely.

One of the gray-robed men suddenly thought of something, pointed at Gu Jiao and said, "She! She is the hostage we want!"

Gu Jiao clenched her red spear tightly and said coldly, "If you have the ability to catch it."

The five of them tried their best to attack Gu Jiao.

Surprisingly, Gu Jiao's skill was not as stated in the letter. The five of them were reasonably strong enough to control him, so an extra expert was added to be on the safe side.

However, they were completely unable to get a bargain from her.

Gu Jiao hates trouble, and also hates bells and whistles.

Shadow, murderous.

The ultimate move is her most powerful move.

The gray-robed masters fell one after another, and with Gu Jiao's last stab, the last gray-robed master also fell in a pool of blood.

But this one she didn't kill, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Jiao inserted the red spear into the snow, bent over and wrapped Mo Qianxue with her cloak, wrapped her arms around her back and knees, and hugged her cold and stiff body.

At this moment, the carriage of the Ministry of Punishment arrived, Xiao Heng lifted the curtain, glanced at Gu Jiao and Mo Qianxue, and then glanced at the scene, almost understanding what happened.

He hurriedly got out of the carriage to avoid suspicion and called the driver aside.

Gu Jiao carried Mo Qianxue into the carriage.

Xiao Heng asked through the curtain, "Are you all right?"

Gu Jiao looked at Mo Qianxue.

Mo Qianxue shook her head with a pale face, indicating to Gu Jiao that she was fine.

Gu Jiao replied, "It's nothing."

"You have blood all over your face."

"Not my blood."

Xiao Heng looked slightly relaxed.

Mo Qianxue's body was trembling, and a cloak was obviously not enough to keep her warm.

Gu Jiao took off her winter clothes to Mo Qianxue.

There was no charcoal basin in the carriage, and it was as cold as an ice cellar.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and a slender jade hand handed in an official robe and winter clothes.

It belongs to Xiao Heng.

There was only one carriage coming from the Ministry of Punishment. Mo Qianxue looked like this and Xiao Heng couldn't get on the carriage anymore, which meant that he had to ride back.

It's freezing and snowing, how can he stand as a civil servant

What's more, when you enter the city for a while, does the dignified criminal minister actually want to show off in middle clothes

Gu Jiao did not reject all, but did not accept all, she only took the winter clothes and let Xiao Heng put the official robe back on.

Gu Jiao got out of the car and took the Hongying spear back to the carriage, and said to Xiao Heng: "By the way, I left a living room, you can see if you can ask anything."

"Is that?" Xiao Heng pointed to a grey-robed expert who was lying on the edge alone, the expert was pretending to be dead, but unfortunately he didn't hide from Xiao Heng's eyes, "Okay, you guys go back first, the next thing is up to you. give me."

"Well." Gu Jiao got into the carriage.

The coachman got Xiao Heng's instructions, got on the outer seat, turned the carriage around, and drove towards the capital.

On the carriage, Mo Qianxue leaned against the wall of the carriage, gradually regaining her body temperature and consciousness. She glanced at Gu Jiao who was sitting opposite her, as if she was closing her eyes, and whispered, "Are you asleep?"

"No." Gu Jiao opened her eyes and looked at her calmly, "How do you feel?"

Mo Qianxue lowered her eyes and whispered, "It's like a nightmare."

Gu Jiao reached out to her.

Mo Qianxue understood what she meant, slowly raised her hand, and handed her wrist to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao took her pulse. From the pulse, she suffered a little internal injury and her vitality was greatly damaged.

"Are you injured?" Gu Jiao asked.

"No." Mo Qianxue said.

The man failed to violate the last step.

"Why are you here?" Mo Qianxue asked.

"Xiao Jiu brought me here." Otherwise, she would not be able to find her way.

Mo Qianxue opened her mouth: "I mean... Didn't you get drugged by me? How can you still wake up? Is your alcohol intake better than Hua Xiyao?"

Hua Xiyao is the most drinkable in Xianleju, so far no one has ever seen her drink it.

The seven-day drunkenness is her unique drug, and even she can drink it.

Mo Qianxue realized something, and her almond eyes stared, "You didn't drink it, did you?"

"... Hmm." Gu Jiao admitted generously.

That night Xiao Heng told her about Xianleju, and mentioned Mo Qianxue's purpose and the order of the young master of Xianleju.

She apparently drank the glass of water that Mo Qianxue handed her, but did not actually swallow it.

She wanted to see what Mo Qianxue would do next.

Mo Qianxue first put her on the bed, and then dragged out a person from under the bed, it was Hua Xiyao.

Mo Qianxue put on Hua Xiyao's clothes and put on a veil.

At this point, Gu Jiao almost guessed what Mo Qianxue would do.

The reason why she didn't stop it immediately was because Mo Qianxue's medicine was really too strong. She didn't swallow it, but after holding it in her mouth for a long time, she absorbed a little bit of it.

She slept for half an hour.

Fortunately, Mo Qianxue didn't go too fast this way, otherwise the tragedy had already happened when she arrived, and killing that man wouldn't help.

Mo Qianxue didn't ask when Gu Jiao began to doubt her. She was too embarrassed to ask, and there was no need to ask.

She had another purpose in approaching her, but now that something happened, she still came to save her...

"Next time this happens, you can take me there." Gu Jiao said, "Don't do stupid things by yourself."

Mo Qianxue looked at her fixedly.

After a long while, she lowered her head and replied in a low voice, "Yeah."

Gu Jiao took Mo Qianxue back to the hospital. On the other side, Xiao Heng and the wardens of the Punishment Department brought the "survivor" back to the Punishment Department, along with Hua Xiyao who fainted nearby.

Hua Xiyao was drunk for seven days and couldn't wake up for seven days and seven nights. Xiao Heng put her in a separate cell for the time being.

The gray-robed man was taken to the torture chamber.

There was a poisonous sac in his mouth, which was discovered by Xiao Heng and taken out. After that, he tried to commit suicide by biting his tongue several times, and Xiao Heng simply gave him a little cartilage.

Xiao Heng is the decree of the Ministry of Punishment, and it is not within his power to interrogate prisoners, but when he personally applied to Xing Shangshu for him to interrogate him, Xing Shangshu readily agreed.

The gray-robed man slumped weakly on the iron chair in the center of the torture room. Behind him was a torture platform for holding prisoners. On the walls on both sides were various torture instruments.

The torture chamber was dimly lit, with no candles in hand, only a half-person-height stove was burning on the right side of the entrance, with a red-hot iron on the stove.

Xiao Heng was sitting opposite the grey-robed man. The stove was only a few steps away from him. The firelight reflected on Jun's face on his right side, making his face look half dark and half firelight, a bit more gloomy and cold for no reason. feeling.

"You guys retire first." Xiao Heng said to the two yamen in the torture room.

"Yes, Mr. Xiao."

The yamen obeyed Xing Shangshu's orders, and everything obeyed Xiaoshu's orders.

Xiao Heng changed from being a good official in front of him, his expression was indifferent and even had a hint of ruthlessness, he looked at the gray-robed man and said, "Who ordered you?"

The man in gray robe was someone who had seen the wind and waves, but he was calm. He slumped on the chair, his head was tilted, and he couldn't move. Hearing Xiao Heng's words, he laughed coldly: "You yamen. Isn't the trial of the case always starting with the identity of the prisoner? The adults don't ask who I am?"

Xiao Heng looked at him lightly: "Your name is Bai Kun, a person from Fucheng, twenty-five this year, your parents died three years ago, you have no siblings, and you have no family. You studied in Mr. Liu's private school in Fucheng when you were young. After two years of studying, you were dropped out of the private school because of your naughty temperament. After that, your parents sent you to the iron shop to be an apprentice. After two years of schooling, you were sent home by the iron shop owner because of theft. You have traveled to many places, In the end, a master in a martial arts gym took a fancy to you. You are very talented, and you have practiced a good martial arts in just a few years. When you were 22 years old, your parents died one after another. After you buried your parents, you left Fucheng. , and have not heard from him since."

The gray-robed man looked at Xiao Heng in shock.

Xiao Heng stepped in front of him step by step, but that handsome face had a pair of sinister eyes: "How is it? Am I right?"

"No... No... I'm not Bai Kun!" The gray-robed man shook his head desperately, but the effect of the cartilage dispersal made him unable to shake at all.

Xiao Heng leaned down slightly, leaned closer to look at him, and said indifferently, "Is it important that you are Bai Kun?"

The gray-robed man was shocked again!

Xiao Heng took out a confession from the wide sleeve of his official robe, and took out a box of cinnabar ink pad.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose from the bottom of the gray-robed man's heart: "What, what are you going to do?"

Xiao Heng brushed off the confession, and opened the box of ink pad with his long, jade-like fingertips, and then grabbed the gray-robed man's hand.

The man in gray robe tried to struggle, but where did he get any strength from his cartilage being dissipated

His eyes were like copper bells, and he roared: "You are the court order! You will be beheaded for doing this!"

Xiao Heng: "Oh, is it?"

The man in gray robe: "You are crazy! I want to see you adults! I want to see the Minister of Punishment! You can't give in!"

Xiao Heng: "I didn't hit you."

"I don't plead guilty! I didn't plead guilty! I didn't confess it... it wasn't me... you! You..." The gray-robed man was incoherent.

Xiao Heng ignored his struggles and accusations. He was not the kind of person who was cold and soft on the outside. His heart was black.

However, where Gu Jiao can't see, he doesn't have to pretend.

Xiao Heng grabbed his hand expressionlessly, first pressed the pad, and then pressed a bright red handprint on the confession.

The torture room is a place where important prisoners are severely tortured. Ordinary criminals will not be sent here, and those sent here will basically be stripped of their skins.

In order to isolate the screams of the prisoners, the door of the torture room was made extremely soundproof.

The yamen in the aisle did not hear the movement inside.

About half an hour later, Xiao Heng came out of the torture chamber with a tired face.

His forehead and neck were covered with sticky sweat, his chest heaved slightly, and his breath was short.

He seemed to pretend to be calm, but there seemed to be a trace of unbearableness in his eyes.

Seeing this, the yamen hurriedly went to inform Xing Shangshu.

Xing Shangshu hurried over: "What's the matter with you, Liu Lang?"

Xiao Heng looked at Xing Shangshu with a complicated expression: "I'm fine, but the prisoner... he committed suicide in fear of crime."

Xing Shangshu was stunned for a while, as if a little surprised that the other party would commit suicide in fear of sin.

"Then did he confess?" Xing Shangshu asked.

Xiao Heng presented the document in his hand as if he was relieved: "Fortunately, Bai Kun has confessed. This is Bai Kun's confession."

Xing Shangshu hurriedly took the confession and looked at it carefully from top to bottom, right to left.

The more he looked, the more solemn his expression became.

This person was indeed related to Xianleju, and the young master of Xianleju was mentioned at the end of the confession.

I saw that it was written in black and white on the top of it - the young master of Xianleju, the princess of the Zhao Kingdom, called Jinshang Huangxiong.

Xing Shangshu was struck by lightning!

(End of this chapter)