First Lady of the Crown Prince

  Chapter 556 Young Master's Exposure (One more)

  The gray-robed man who was shot through the head fell to the side in the snow, his brain and blood burst all over the place!

  This scene is really terrifying. It is enough to be chilling to be shot through the head by an arrow, not to mention a long and heavy red gun!

  All the gray-robed masters felt that their heads had been shot through, their foreheads chilled, 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 terrifying!

  It takes so much murder in my heart to get this shot!

  Who is it!

  Who did it!

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

   "Draw your sword! All draw your sword!"

  He drinks!

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

At the same time, the sound of horseshoes that seemed to be able to step through the mountains and rivers came from far and near. The snowy ground seemed to be shaken. Everyone followed the sound and saw a young man in Tsing Yi riding a vigorous steed. , In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of a few people, and Qiji leaped over his head!

  As soon as the horse's hoof landed, the boy stretched out his hand wearing a palm guard and pulled out the red spear that pierced the human head.

   Then he moved his fingertips, took off his cloak, raised it with his bare hands, and put it over the disheveled Mo Qianxue!

  Mo Qianxue lay in the icy snow, watching the young man rushing in fresh clothes. He did not wear a mask, and his brows were cold. The eye-catching birthmark on his left face was not only not ugly, but also had a hint of cold and evil show.

  The young man was full of murderous aura, but clothed her with a coverall.

  Gu Jiao’s horse did not stop. She drew out the red gun and immediately shot at the remaining five people.

The skill of this group is not weak, and together they can be as strong as a Sirius, but Gu Jiao is not the Gu Jiao two months ago. Her strength has recovered a bit, even if she fights Sirius again. , She will not be as embarrassed as last time.

  Gu Jiao got off her horse, and the two sides fought fiercely.

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

  Gu Jiao squeezed the red spear, and said coldly: "I have the ability to catch it."

  The five people furiously attacked Gu Jiao.

   Surprisingly, Gu Jiao's skill is not as explained in the letter. It is reasonable that the strength of the five of them is enough to control him, and to be on the safe side, an extra master is added.

  However, they were not able to get any advantage from her at all.

  Gu Jiao hates trouble, and hates fancy attack methods.

  Shadow, bloodthirsty.

   Killing move is her most powerful move.

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

  But she didn't kill this one, she took a breath.

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

  At this moment, the carriage of the Xing Department arrived. Xiao Heng opened the curtain, glanced at Gu Jiao and Mo Qianxue, then glanced at the scene, almost understanding what was going on.

  He got out of the carriage to avoid suspicion, and called the coachman 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 paled and shook her head, indicating that Gu Jiao is okay.

  Gu Jiao replied: "Nothing."

   "There is blood on your face."

   "It's not my blood."

  Xiao Heng's expression is slightly loose.

  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 is no charcoal basin in the carriage, which is as cold as an ice cellar.

  Suddenly, the door panel was knocked, and then a slender jade hand passed in an official robe and winter clothes.

   is Xiao Heng's.

  Only a carriage came from the Xing Department. Mo Qianxue looks like Xiao Heng naturally can't get on the carriage anymore, which means he has to ride back.

  It's icy and snowy, how can he stand the body of a civil official?

  What's more, after entering the city for a while, did the dignified punishment department Shuling have to wear Chinese clothes to swagger through the market?

  Gu Jiao did not refuse all of them, but did not accept them all. She only took the winter clothes and let Xiao Heng wear the official robe back.

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

"That's it?" Xiao Heng pointed to a gray-robed master who was lying alone on the edge. That master was pretending to be dead, but unfortunately he didn't hide Xiao Heng's eyes. "Well, you go back first, and the next thing is up to you. give me."

   "Hmm." Gu Jiao got into the carriage.

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

On the carriage, Mo Qianxue leaned against the wall of the carriage, and gradually recovered her body temperature and consciousness. She glanced at Gu Jiao, who was sitting on the opposite side, as if she was closing her eyes and meditating, 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 stretched out her hand at her.

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

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

   "Are there any injuries on your body?" Gu Jiao asked.

   "No." Mo Qianxue said.

  The man failed to invade to the last step.

  "Why are you here?" Mo Qianxue asked.

   "Xiao Jiu brought me here." Otherwise, she won't find her way.

  Mo Qianxue opened her mouth: "I mean... you were not drugged by me? How can you still wake up? Is your drinking capacity better than Hua Xiyao?"

  Hua Xiyao is the best drink in Xianleju, so far I have never seen anyone who can drink her.

  Drunk for seven days is her unique drug, even she can pour it out.

  Mo Qianxue realized something, Xing's eyes stared: "You didn't drink it, right?"

   "...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.

  The glass of water Mo Qianxue handed her, she drank it on the surface, but didn't actually swallow it.

  She wanted to see what Mo Qianxue would do next.

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

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

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

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

  She slept for half an hour.

   Fortunately, Mo Qianxue didn't go too fast on this road, otherwise the tragedy would have occurred when she arrived, and killing that man would not help.

  Mo Qianxue didn't ask when Gu Jiao began to suspect her, so he was not embarrassed to ask, and there was no need to ask.

  She approached her for another purpose. Now that the Dongchuang incident happened, she still came to rescue her...

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

  Mo Qianxue fixedly looked at her.

  For a while, she lowered her head and responded with a low voice: "Yeah."

  Gu Jiao took Mo Qianxue back to the hospital. On the other side, Xiao Heng and the prison officers brought the "survivor" back to the punishment department. Hua Xiyao, who had fainted nearby, was also brought back.

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

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

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

  Xiao Heng is the order of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, and interrogating the prisoner is not within his authority, but when he personally applied to Xing Shangshu to be interrogated by him, Xing Shangshu readily agreed.

  The gray-robed man slumped feebly on the iron chair in the center of the torture room. Behind him was a torture platform that held the prisoner, and various torture instruments were hung on both sides of the wall.

  The torture room was dimly lit and no candles were in hand. Only on the right hand side of the door was burning a half-person high stove with a red-burning soldering iron on the stove.

Xiao Heng was sitting across from the man in the gray robe. The stove was only a few steps away from him. The fire was reflected on Jun's face on his right side, making his face look half dark and half firelight, a little more gloomy and cold for no reason. The sense of.

   "You guys get out first." Xiao Heng said to the two servants in the torture room.

   "Yes, Lord Xiao."

  Yaye gave orders from Xing Shangshu, and everything followed the orders of Xiao Shu.

  Xiao Heng changed his predecessor's good official style, his expression indifferent and even a hint of viciousness, looked at the gray-robed man and said, "Who instigated you?"

The man in the gray robe is someone who has seen wind and waves, but he is quite calm. He slumped on a chair softly, his head tilted, and his whole body could not move. Hearing Xiao Heng's words, he gave a cold smile: "You Yamen In the trial, don’t all questions start with the identity of the prisoner? The adults don’t ask who I am?"

Xiao Heng looked at him faintly: "Your name is Bai Kun, a person from Fucheng, twenty-five this year, and your parents died three years ago. You have no brothers or sisters, and no family. You studied at Mr. Liu's private school in Fucheng when you were young. For two years, you were dropped out of a private school because of your stubborn temperament. After that, your parents sent you to the iron shop as an apprentice. For another two years, you were rushed home by the iron shop owner because of theft. You moved around many places, In the end, I was taken by the teacher of a martial arts gym. You have a good talent. You have practiced a good martial arts in just a few years. When you were 22 years old, your parents died of illness one after another. After your parents were buried, you left Fucheng. , There has been no news since then."

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

  Xiao Heng walked in front of him step by step, but there was a pair of sulky eyes on that handsome face, "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 powder made him unable to shake at all.

  Xiao Heng leaned down slightly, looked at him closely, and said indifferently: "Is it important that you are Bai Kun?"

  The gray-robed man was surprised again!

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

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

  Xiao Heng dusted the confession letter, opened the inkpad box with his slender fingertips, and then grabbed the gray-robed man's hand.

  The man in the gray robe tried to struggle, but where did he get a little bit of strength when he was dissipated by the cartilage?

  His eyes stared like copper bells, and he roared: "You are a court commander! You will be beheaded for doing this!"

  Xiao Heng: "Oh, is it?"

  Gray-robed man: "You are crazy! I want to see you adults! I want to see Shangshu of the Criminal Ministry! You can't bend it!"

  Xiao Heng: "I didn't beat you."

   "I don't plead guilty! I didn't plead guilty! I didn't admit it...not me...you! You..." The gray-robed man was incoherent in panic.

  Xiao Heng ignored his struggles and accusations. He is not the kind of person who is indifferent on the surface and soft in heart. His heart is black.

  It’s just that where Gu Jiao can’t see, he doesn’t have to pretend.

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

  The torture room is a place where important prisoners are tortured severely. Normal criminals will not be sent here, but basically all those who are sent here will be stripped of their skin.

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

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

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

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

  He looks pretending to be calm, but his eyes seem to be unbearable.

  Yaye saw this and hurried to inform Xing Shangshu.

  Xing Shangshu hurried over: "What's wrong with you Liulang?"

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

  Xing Shangshu was stunned, as if he was a little surprised that the other party would actually commit suicide in fear of crime.

   "Then did he confess?" Xing Shangshu asked.

  Xiao Heng presented the document in his hand as a relief: "Fortunately, I have not humiliated my mission. Bai Kun confessed. This is Bai Kun's confession."

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

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

  Sure enough, this person was related to Xianleju, and the young master of Xianleju was mentioned at the end of the confession.

  I saw it written in black and white-Young Master Xianleju, Princess Zhaoguo, Calling Brother Jinshang.

  Xing Shangshu is struck by lightning!

  (End of this chapter)