"Then let me tell you, Huang Shengping is a master of Huang's Medical Center in the south of the city.
He was just found out a few days ago that he secretly collected the illegal medicinal material dove mugwort and secretly developed a large amount of self-psychedelic drugs.
He was arrested by the government."
Li Zhige said every word.
It was said extremely clearly, but in human ears it was deafening and inexplicably tortured.
"What did you say?"
Huang Qinyu suddenly shouted, his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground.
Zhang Mingming hurriedly signaled to the people waiting beside him to help Huang Qinyu up.
He complained in his heart that he could not hold back his anger.
He pretended to be fine and said to Li Zhige, "What does this have to do with me?"
"These are the three charges Huang Shengping wrote in prison, and they are closely related to you."
Li Zhige raised the paper he took out from his arms, looking like you were dead, which made Zhang Mingming Cold sweat dripped from the palms of my hands.
"Hmph."
Zhang Mingming sneered, "Don't be alarmist here.
You are not from the government.
How could you go into prison and get the prisoner's signature note?
This is simply a fabrication you made to frame me."
Although you can't be sure.
But Zhang Mingming's head is still very clear, and she must not be confused at this time.
"Prince Chen hired someone to supervise this case, and the person who interrogated happened to be my senior brother.
As a junior sister, I helped him find out the mastermind behind the scenes."
Li Zhige said while looking towards Zhang Ming Ming Deyi He laughed so hard that Zhang Mingming felt nothingness all over his body and his eyes went dark, "I was the one who was going to sell the Moon Spirit Flower that day, and Huang Shengping came to you to discuss it without stopping.
It seems that you, the boss behind the scenes, can't be exposed unless he is exposed. ” Zhang Mingming only felt that his center of gravity was unstable, and he leaned back, desperately holding on to the armrests to stabilize his body, "You" Li Yiyan remained silent and did not speak, but the only thing that was certain was that her daughter must have an unusual relationship with King Chen.
"Regarding the hauntings in the house these days, it's scary that you were jealous, so you secretly poisoned those concubines with hallucinogenic drugs.
This kills two birds with one stone.
First, you can easily eliminate your love rival; second, You can still put the blame on me and pull out this thorn in my flesh, you are really cruel."
Li Zhige had a charming smile on his lips and winked at Zhang Mingming, now you are satisfied, right?
Zhang Mingming only felt a pain in her chest.
She was so angry that even breathing hurt.
She actually put all the blame on herself.
"Is that so?"
Li Yiyan glanced at Zhang Mingming, who was almost furious, with distrust in his eyes.
"No" Zhang Mingming waved his hand hastily, refusing to admit it.
"The government will send someone to investigate this matter.
Will the Xuanyuan Dynasty's laws give you a fair judgment?"
Li Zhige added fuel to the fire, and Li Yiyan walked away in anger.
It was really embarrassing.
"Master, I'm not like this."
Zhang Mingming knew that he had no way to save his life, so he glared at Li Zhige fiercely, "You bitch, you will not die well."
"Well, let's find a way to save your miserable life first."
Li Zhige threw the charges in his hands on Zhang Mingming like garbage and left swaggeringly.
"Brother, why are you so miserable?"
Huang Qinyu couldn't help but burst into tears.
She knew that Zhang Mingming was not so kind to support the Huang family.
It turned out that he was using them to make poison.
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This was a serious crime to destroy the nine tribes.
Tears fell down, and now she really wanted to eat Zhang Mingming alive.
As the night fell, a silhouette floated over the Li Mansion, like a ghost with a shrill cry.
Li Yiyan stood in the slightly desolate courtyard with an expression of indifference, staring at the night sky in silence.
His thin clothes were blown up by the howling cold wind, and his slightly old face was full of deepness.
A white figure floated past the top of the head, with a sad and sad cry, which made Li Yiyan, who had always been silent, full of excitement.
He actually followed the white figure, with red eyes, as if he had thousands of words he wanted to say but could not say them. .
The figure passed by the Qionghua tree and disappeared.
Li Yiyan looked anxiously, and his steps accelerated a few steps, but unfortunately he still lost track of him.
He ran out desperately trying to cross the garden, but because of the hasty steps under his feet, he lost his footing and fell to the ground.
He half-propelled his body and punched the ground hard, burying his head in the flowers.
Weeping secretly.
Suddenly, he jumped up and shouted in the direction where Bai Ying disappeared in despair: "Ling'er, if it's really you, come out and see me, Ling'er."
He knelt down on the ground in front of him and covered his face in a low voice.
Crying, the whole person bowed in the dense flowers.
Li Zhige lay on the wall and quietly watched Li Yiyan, who was sad at the moment, tearing off the sticky mask paper on his face.
He couldn't figure out whether this guy was showing his true feelings or deliberately acting for her.
"Ling'er, I'm sorry for you, Ling'er."
Li Yiyan's cries echoed through the night sky, "If you have a spirit in heaven, come out and see me, Ling'er."
Li Zhige's sharp eyes were filled with suspicion.
I'm sorry.
"Ling'er, are you coming to see our daughter?"
Li Yiyan suddenly thought of something, "If you don't want to see me, I won't force you.
I just hope you don't hate me."
Tears of regret fell from the corners of Li Yiyan's eyes.
With a little bit of sobs.
It seems that this matter is indeed related to Li Yiyan "Ling'er, every year on your death anniversary, I will ask an eminent monk to pray for you, and I will take good care of your children.
You can go with peace of mind," Li Yiyan cried while wiping his tears, looking like he was vowing to do so.
"Death anniversary" Li Zhige's heart skipped a beat, as if he had lost something important, and his head was spinning.
Originally, she had some luck, maybe her mother was not dead yet, but now based on what Li Yiyan said, she was afraid that she would be no longer alive.
The biting cold wind blew up.
Li Zhige huddled against the wall and felt an inexplicable pain under the starlight.
His white clothes were fluttering like a white sail.
When Li Zhige pushed open the door with heavy steps, he didn't know what time it was.
There was no lamp in the house, the windows facing the lake were wide open, the howling cold wind was biting, and the two windows creaked.
He quickly stepped forward and wanted to close the window, but his wrist was quickly held by someone.
It was a pair of wide and warm hands, and the hands were occasionally covered with thin calluses.
The tiger's mouth was hard probably due to years of martial arts training.
A faint scent of longyan fragrance came to his nose, and a magnetic and familiar voice sounded from his ears: "Where have you been?"
The slightly questioning tone was full of faint concern.
Li Zhige looked up and saw it through the dim starlight.
Xuanyuan Youchen's thick eyebrows slanting into his temples, his phoenix eyes as deep as a deep pool, and his exquisite facial features.
The hand broke away from his wrist with a slight force, and the cold skin passed across the palm of his warm hand, with a mysterious throbbing: