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Fang Duobing looked at the leader of the crowd and couldn't help but express surprise. "Zongzheng Pearl?" He looked at him angrily, wondering why he could still be so cool outside.

【Officialdom! Tsk tsk tsk~]

His proud look was too infuriating. He picked up the tea cup and used the rising mist to block his sight.

After Zongzheng Mingzhu said the taunting words, he was about to order the arrest of Li Lianhua. Fang Duobing stood in front of him with his sword and cursed him.

"It turns out that the Supervision Department only relies on guesswork when handling cases, not on actual evidence." Li Lianhua is known for cheating, and I'm afraid he did it this time. Niao Niao put down the tea cup, raised his head and said disdainfully: "When will the murderer become an official?"

The insinuation successfully angered Zongzheng Mingzhu. Before he could speak, Fang Duobing replied: "The Supervision Department only deals with court matters, and Li Lianhua never involves the temple. What does it have to do with your Supervision Department!"

Niao Niao also stood up, stretched, tilted his head and gave an evil smile. "A dog takes a mouse!"

"You...well, I can't control Baichuan Courtyard. But this is the villa owned by Jin Yuanwai. Do you want to keep these people with unknown origins here? Jin Yuanwai, you have to think carefully." Zongzheng Mingzhu threatened. Look at Jin Mantang.

Li Lianhua pretended to say goodbye accidentally, but in fact, he deliberately revealed Fang Duobing's identity at Tianji Villa. When Jin Mantang heard this, he quickly stopped the three people regardless of Zongzheng Mingzhu's threat.

Seeing this, Zongzheng Mingzhu had nothing to say. Jin Mantang specially organized a banquet. After the banquet, Fang Duobing took out several traps from his bag and stuck them outside his room.

As soon as the Thousand Bell Formation was opened, someone fell into the trap. Several people went out to check and found out that it was Jin Mantang's adopted daughter Zhiyu. Although it was a misunderstanding, Jin Mantang was very satisfied with this organization.

It was said that not even a fly could fly in, but the next day, news of Jin Mantang's death came. After disabling the mechanism, everyone entered the room, but no one was seen.

Li Lianhua's sharp eyes saw something wrong with a broken comb. Fang Duobing took the broken comb and successfully opened the secret room. In addition to Jin Mantang's corpse, there was another one inside, Jin Ling Jian Dong Ling.

Jian Lingxiao examined the body and stepped back and said, "It was strangled to death. There was no poisoning or external injuries."

After some inspection, it was found that everyone was suspected. Zongzheng Mingzhu waved his hand and wanted to search the entire villa.

When Guan Hemeng's room was searched, she tightly held the package and refused to let it be searched. Li Lianhua came over to help her. He took her package, patted it casually a few times, and then threw it on the ground.

"Everyone, there are no hard objects in this bag. Are you all relieved?" After Li Lianhua finished speaking, the group of royal guards had nothing to say and bowed and left.

After the others left, Guan Hemeng took Li Lianhua to a place. He secretly took out a cloth bag and said that he wanted to give it to him.

Fang Duobing stood on tiptoe curiously. "Niao Niao, don't you think this brother Guan is weird? They are all men, what's wrong with searching for a baggage! And Li Lianhua actually defended him!"

[Silly boy, I am a girl. How can the package be inspected by anyone at will? 】

Fang Duobing's eyes widened in an instant, staring at the two people who were still whispering in disbelief.

Looking at the cloth bag in his hand, Li Lianhua nodded helplessly. He walked over to Niao Niao and stuffed the cloth bag into the bag behind her.

"Why are you stunned?" Seeing her stunned look, Li Lianhua patted her head, bent down and stared into her eyes.

The young man's smile is like an epiphyllum blooming at night, beautiful and touching. Niao Niao was even more stunned and looked back at him blankly.

The eyes that looked into his own were very clear, without any trace of lust. Li Lianhua secretly sighed and pulled her out the door.

"Both of them?" Guan He Meng stepped forward and asked Fang Duobing. As soon as he got closer, Fang Duobing jumped far away as if a spring was pressed under his feet.

She was a little embarrassed with her hands raised in the air, and she glared at Fang Duobing with dissatisfaction. Realizing that his behavior was a bit extreme, Fang Duobing smiled. He scratched his head and said, "Oh, just talk about them, my friend."

friend? The hand holding the package tightened and she saw that it was not that simple.

Walking to a place, his eyes narrowed. Um? There seems to be murderous aura in the air. A hidden sword struck, and Li Lianhua was pulled over and dodged sideways.

He opened the letter on the arrow tail, glanced at it, and handed it to Li Lianhua. The letter came from Di Feisheng, and it contained Fang Duobing's true identity.

It turns out that Shan Gudao is not his uncle, but his father!

[What a scumbag. 】

After finishing his rant, he opened another letter. The more I read, the more frightened I became. After finishing it, I used my inner strength to crush it.

Li Lianhua was immersed in Fang Duobing's identity and did not notice the changes in the people around her. Fang Duobing rushed over and saw that the two of them were not injured, so he didn't pay much attention.

[It’s better not to tell Li Lianhua about this. 】 Niao took a step back and left without anyone paying attention.

The words in his ears startled Li Lianhua. He hurriedly looked up and could no longer see the curling figure. He was sure that if it was just a whirling step, it wouldn't be that fast.

Niao Niao, how many things do you have that I don’t know about? Li Lianhua was a little helpless, as if no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't really enter her world.

When the matter at Yuanbao Villa was settled, Niao Niao still disappeared without a trace. Li Lianhua took her favorite pastry and rubbed the vixen's head.

"You want to be naughty too? What should we do? She doesn't want us anymore." Li Lianhua knelt down, picked up a piece of cake in her hand, and fed it to the vixen.

As soon as I stood up, I felt dizzy. He coughed and fell onto the stool.

"Take it." A familiar voice rang in his ears, and a slender white hand stretched out in front of him, and a round green pill lay there.

【Don’t take medicine? You don’t want me to feed you, do you? 】

Hello? A picture appeared in Li Lianhua's mind, and he touched his lips uncomfortably. The next second, someone pinched his cheek hard, and a pill was roughly stuffed in.

After making sure he swallowed the medicine, Niao Niao relaxed. He took out about twenty porcelain bottles from his arms, placed them randomly on the table, and laid his body on the bed.

[After taking the medicine, the poison of Bicha should be cured. It is estimated that this martial arts will never recover. But the most important thing is, how can Li Lianhua believe what Di Feisheng said? 】

[And damn Jiao Liqiao! Who wants to be the leader’s wife? It didn't take long for assassinations, poisonings, and assassinations... For those who didn't know, they thought I had the Palace Fight script! 】

[I am a sparring partner, okay? This is not a pure human punching bag! That damn Di Feisheng, treating me like a robot? 24-hour training! 】

【Profiteer! Revealing news is like squeezing out toothpaste! You said the rest is up to me! He didn't help much in the first place, right? And judging by his temperament, he is probably on the right side. Alas~ I'm tired, I want to go on strike! 】

[Also, the Lotus Building is quite difficult to find on two legs. I don’t know how Fang Duobing was found accurately. 】

【...】

The quilt was so comfortable that Niao fell asleep without saying a few words. Li Lianhua sat beside her bed, looking at her haggard face, with a hint of imperceptible distress in her eyes.

He just stared at it, and finally couldn't help but raise his hand to touch her frowning eyebrows. Over the years, he got used to the constant complaints in his heart, used to bringing a bag of cakes after consultations, used to her nagging requests when cooking...