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It was already midnight when Qin Zhuo left the Lu family. Although there was no curfew in the capital, there were not many people walking on the road outside the residential area at this time.

Only the sound of one person's footsteps echoed on the empty road.

He walked slowly and steadily on the cobblestone road until he reached the end of the alley and turned inside.

The black shadow followed like a ghost, and only a very faint sound was heard, and then everything returned to silence in an instant.

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"Boom!"

A lump of something was thrown at the gate of Prince Zhao's mansion. When the people inside came out to see, they only saw the lump on the ground, without even a trace of the rest.

The shape of the lump gave him a bad feeling, so he bravely opened it. A human head rolled off the corpse, and blood splattered all over his face.

"Ahhh!"

The doorman was so frightened that he ran inside screaming.

"Your Majesty..."

"Something happened to the prince."

The guard made sure that the people inside heard it before reporting through the door: "Your Highness, someone dropped a head outside the palace gate. After identification, it was found to be from the Eagle Tribe. They are guarding the Lu family."

King Zhao, who had fallen asleep, was called to wake up. His concubine put clothes on him, carefully helped him sit on the wheelchair, and then brought a blanket to cover his legs.

King Zhao never lowered his head throughout the whole process, not wanting to look at the broken limb any longer.

He didn't speak until everything was packed.

"Come in."

The guard came in quickly and said, "Your Highness, the body was brought in and placed in the front yard. I have already sent someone to investigate, but the other party cut off the head with a knife, and it seems that there was no chance for the person to react. The blood only splattered in front of the mansion gate. It can be seen that his kung fu is unpredictable. I am afraid that there will be no trace left."

King Zhao frowned: "When did Lu Qing have a martial arts master around him?"

The concubine at the side brought the prince a cup of hot tea and analyzed in a charming but clear tone: "Lu Qing escaped the heavy attacks. It is likely that it is not just the prince who is watching him today. Maybe it is not that there are more experts around him, but that someone went to look for him and was discovered by our people, so they killed him to silence him."

Even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you can intuitively tell that this might be the truth.

King Zhao's face was gloomy. "You deliberately sent the corpse to me. This is not a show of bravery, but a provocation to me."

The most important thing is that the other party is absolutely sure that it is his man, but this is the secret guard he trained privately and he almost never shows himself in front of others. How could he be recognized?

"Lu Qing will definitely submit a memorial tomorrow. It depends on who he will target. I want to see who is so eager to die."

The next morning, Lu Qing was the first to arrive outside the Golden Palace to wait.

Seeing him standing upright with a thick stack of documents in his hand, looking so imposing, no one dared to approach him and talk to him.

The memorial from this censor is like a shuriken from a military officer's dagger. The Chief Censor is the top censor. Once this memorial is passed up, its lethality is no less than that of a sword.

Lu Qing’s current state is like a general about to go to the battlefield. He is filled with murderous aura, making people afraid to approach him.

Those who feel guilty are thinking of countermeasures, while those who are not guilty are afraid that innocent people will be affected by the war.

Finally, the morning court began. After everyone bowed, Lu Qing was the first to hand in a memorial: "Your Majesty, I have received an anonymous blood letter. Li Yao, the son of Prince Zhao, murdered an innocent girl and tortured her to death. The body has been found by the Dali Temple..."

King Zhao was originally waiting to see Lu Qing expose the person behind the scenes, but he didn't expect the other party to come directly at him and point the sword at his legitimate son.

King Zhao had previously kept a low profile and seldom attended court. Later, his leg was completely broken and he could no longer attend court.

By the time he learned the news from the court meeting, it was too late.

The Dali Temple had already examined the body and sent it to the emperor.

Not only was King Zhao's son Li Yao arrested, but also the witnesses who were involved in the crime were arrested.

With one move, he strangled his vitals, catching him off guard. King Zhao was so angry that his gentle mask was completely broken.

The only good news was that he knew who had killed him last night: "Qin Zhuo!"

The son of Prince Zhao was arrested for murder. This was considered the biggest case before the New Year. Everyone in the court was keeping a close eye on the matter to see how the final verdict would be.

Shen Ning followed Du Yunzhi and listened, but the affairs of the court had nothing to do with her.

Shen Ning was busy with New Year's preparations, and his plans were running wild. He thought that this year's New Year would be so fulfilling and busy, but he didn't expect that an accident would happen just a few days away.

"Miss, the old lady is gone."

When Liuying came in hurriedly to report, Shen Ning was still using an abacus. After listening to her, he paused and then continued to calculate the accounts in his hand.

Check the number, put it down, and sigh.

"It's early again."

In her previous life, the old lady didn’t die so early, she still had at least another year to live.

Everything she knew was happening one by one, but all happened earlier than she knew, and she didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Looking out the window, white snow is falling. Even though the house has floor heating, I can still feel the cold outside.

"What did the second room say?"

Liuying looked grim: "The Second Madam has gone, but she said she wanted to set up the mourning hall here."

This was clearly intended to cause trouble for Shen Ning, forcing her to stay at home to keep vigil during the New Year.

"Then set it up."

She herself has died, so why would she be afraid of a dead person?

"It will be set up in the lobby. Even if she is the second wife, she is the wife that my grandfather married in a formal ceremony. My first wife raised her, so it is natural for me to send her away as a grandmother now."

Liuying immediately started to make arrangements. Shen Ning called Mo Lin and handed him a list: "Go and report the death one by one according to the addresses and order on it."

Mo Lin took a few glances and nodded: "I understand."

Mo Lin was a hunter before, but he has learned a lot during his time with Shen Ning. He no longer doesn't even know which way the doors of people's houses in the city open.

Liuying led people to decorate the mourning hall, and Shen Ning changed into plain clothes and went to Nansong Hall.

The people who were taking care of the old lady had already changed her burial clothes.

Zhao followed Zhang Luo with a sad look on her face. She seemed to be really sad. After all, the old lady, her mother-in-law, was quite nice to her.

Shen Yan knelt on the ground, lighting paper money and sobbing.

Shen Ning took a quick glance and retracted his thought, it was all just superficial effort.

The old lady has been living in the main house. Every time the second house visits the old lady, they either extort her private money or encourage her to take money from Shen Ning. Where is the filial piety in this?

"Are you satisfied? All the people in our second house are dead. From now on, you are the only one left in this family and you can show off your power!"

There was undisguised hatred in Zhao's eyes, and she looked like she wanted to tear Shen Ning apart with her bare hands.

Shen Ning glanced at her lightly: "Second Aunt, why are you so anxious? Don't we still have you and Shen Yan in the Second House? They are not all dead yet."

If she really wanted her life, would she have the chance to jump up and down here?