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Sitting in the carriage, Xiang Qing'er held his face and looked at him for a long time, then sighed in distress, "Mu Xiaoque probably wants to kill me."

"It's nothing." Qi Ping glanced out, and said in a low voice: "They really won't kill us halfway?"

"I don't know," Xiang Qing'er glanced out vigilantly, with an unprecedented solemnity on her brows, "We may accidentally break a big secret."

"Domestic violence by the third prince?" Qi Ping couldn't help shivering when he thought of the crazy look of the third prince, "He's really scary, wouldn't Ah Ying be beaten to death by him?"

Xiang Qing'er whispered: "Do you know who that A Ying is?"

Qi Ping couldn't help getting goosebumps all over his body when he was asked, leaned over, and shook his head with a serious expression.

"Did Mu Xiaoque tell you about the former commander Mu Heng?" Xiang Qing'er reminded, "Ten years ago, when his master was on a mission, he let go of a little girl."

"I've roughly heard it," Qi Ping tried to widen his swollen eyes, "Is that little girl Ah Ying?"

"Yes, after the little girl was captured, she was filled with official prostitutes," Xiang Qing'er whispered, "Then she escaped somehow, Long Yan was furious, and more than 100 people in the Jiaofang Division were all executed. , all things must be caused by the third prince's pustule."

"So Aying was taken away by the third prince." Qi Ping thought for a moment, propped his chin and said, "I'm afraid that the more than 100 people were silenced by the emperor to cover up for his son."

The carriage was moving forward, Qi Ping opened the curtain and looked out of the car, turned around and exchanged looks with Xiang Qing'er, and said strangely: "It seems that they really plan to send us back upstairs."

Xiang Qing'er sat down next to Qi Ping, looked around for a while, and it turned out that it was the way back to Fengyulou, "Maybe the third prince really likes you, and without his order now, the housekeeper probably wouldn't dare to say to execute you."

Qi Ping's brows were worried, his mind was full of the crazy state of the third prince, he looked crazy, moody, and even a little delirious.

He turned to say: "Looking at the reactions of those guards and servants, the third prince must have suffered from this disease very frequently, and it is not normal for those little girls in Fengyu Tower to have never experienced it once."

Xiangqing'er swayed her legs on her knees, and quickly recalled all the information about those women that she had seen recently in her mind, "The thing that Fengyulou doesn't like to do is always the business of the third prince. Real power, and it is easy to get involved in disputes with the prince, so when the old bustard trains, he will definitely avoid this, but how come there are so many gentle and pleasant women?"

Qi Ping leaned forward, his upper body almost covering Xiang Qing'er's head, full of coercion for a moment, he asked with a stern expression: "When did you come out?"

Xiang Qing'er looked up at him, her heart was beating wildly, she swallowed, "I find you are quite attractive too!"

Qi Ping let out a "lean", patted her on the shoulder and sat back, helplessly said: "Nervousness usually stimulates people's reaction speed, obviously you belong to a different category."

Xiang Qing'er squinted her eyes and stared at him for a moment, "I found that you are actually quite difficult to get close to. You are gentle and considerate, and you are only sensitive to Mu Xiaoque."

"Huh?" Qi Ping looked at her strangely, "I'm good to Xiaobao, Qianmian, and my master and senior brother."

"Xiaobao has been replaced for such a long time, and you have never doubted it. In the end, Mu Xiaoque asked someone to investigate." Xiang Qing'er counted his various performances with her fingers, "Qianmian has been with you for several days, you I can't even see his thoughts, and in the end, I can feel the matter between your master and senior brother, you have lived with them for eight years, and you don't even know anything about it."

Qi Ping's whole face was screwed together by what she said, and he pointed at her and said, "But I can see that you like Mu Xiaoque."

"Because it's Mu Xiaoque?" Xiang Qing'er shook her head, "You only have a very keen sense of smell about him, and you still don't like me even now."

Qi Ping turned his head and whispered: "Did I give you the barbecue?"

Xiang Qing'er forced her to ask, "If it wasn't because I helped Mu Xiaoque, would you have given it to me?"

The two were speechless all the way, and Qi Ping was so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched. He arrived safely at Fengyu Tower, and finally got out of the car and finally said, "If this is indeed the case, I am very glad."

Xiang Qing'er took a look at him, opened the curtain, and helped him out of the carriage. She smiled at the deaf-mute servant, watched the carriage gradually go away, turned around and said, "Come on, let's find out who is there." I'm making trouble in the wind and rain building."

"I thought you forgot?" Qi Ping said angrily, "Suddenly scolding me, only you can do it!"

"You think I'm so unreasonable? It's just to ease some tension, and I can't remember the time clearly." Xiang Qing'er glanced at the old bustard, raised her chin, "Come with me."

Qi Ping flicked his sleeve with one hand, put the other on Xiang Qing'er's arm, and strode forward with his back straightened under the curious or surprised gazes around him.

Xiang Qing'er told the old bustard: "Call your confidantes and sisters, seal off the entire Wind and Rain Building, keep the movement quiet, and then bring me the bills that the third prince has fooled around here and the information of all the girls he bought upstairs." go."

Carrying the corner of her skirt up the stairs, Xiang Qing'er turned and closed the door, "I'm afraid that the person behind the scenes is only here to plant someone here, which means that the other party is staring at us."

"Then what we have done in the past few days." Qi Ping sat in front of the vanity mirror and looked at his eyes. He saw a bruise covered with a layer of transparent mucus. He said worriedly, "Isn't it exposed?"

"I don't think it will be exposed. The bearers played by Mu Xiaoque and the others are real people." Xiang Qing'er sat at the table and took a big sip of tea, finally suppressing the anxiety of the journey, "And this is not to Have we returned safely?"

"We still can't relax our vigilance. If Que'er doesn't come back after two hours, I'll go find him." Looking at Xiang Qing'er's teasing face, Qi Ping analyzed patiently: "The third prince's current goal is Que'er. Son, they put us back, so they can concentrate on dealing with him, we are not communicating well now, and the enemy can take advantage of this."

Xiang Qing'er became nervous again after being told by Qi Ping, she pinched the bridge of her nose, and asked tentatively: "Then shall we come back or not?"

"I don't know," Qi Ping's eyes showed ruthlessness, "but if something happens to Que'er, even if I die, I have to kill the third prince."

There was a knock on the door, and the old bustard walked in with two ledgers, one of which recorded the expenses of the third prince, and the other with the information of those women.

Qi Ping and Xiang Qing'er took a copy each, and looked through them carefully. He looked at the booklet in his hand, frowned and said, "I've done the math, the third prince's whoring and prostitution in Fengyu Tower are basically concentrated in the Qi family's extermination of the family." Before."

Xiang Qing'er asked: "In order to get information about the third prince, someone buried nails in various brothels? But apart from being able to inquire about how well a prostitute works in bed, what other useful information can a prostitute get?"

Qi Ping looked at Xiang Qing'er, his swollen eyes were still a little blurry, he said calmly, "Don't you know it just by looking at me?"

Xiang Qing'er exclaimed, guessing: "They don't want to take advantage of the third prince's madness to establish a close relationship with him first?"

Qi Ping recalled the whole incident again in his mind, and when the segment progressed to being sent out of the third prince's mansion, he suddenly opened his eyes, "The servants inside and outside are different!"

"Psychopathy usually occurs after puberty, so it is very likely that the third prince's onset occurred in the past few years," Qi Ping said quickly: "How could he predict the prophet and cultivate such a group of humanoid tools in advance?"

"You confuse me," Xiang Qing'er frowned, "What puberty, what mental illness, what servants are different?"

"Do you still remember what that deaf-mute servant did when I pointed to the Wind and Rain Tower to confirm?" Qi Ping slapped his left palm with his right hand and reminded: "He even broke my arm."

"Remember," Xiang Qing'er wondered, "What does this mean?"

Qi Ping patted his hand again, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes flashed, "He thought I was referring to the Secretary of the Jiaofang, this action was the teacher hitting the hand of the student, so this servant not only knew the way, but also knew the signboard. name."

Xiangqing'er's mind was still immersed in mental illness, under the bombardment of these unfamiliar words in adolescence, her mind didn't turn around for a while, "But what's wrong with this?"

"But the servants in the mansion," Qi Ping tapped his fingers on the table, lowered his voice and said, "They don't even know what they are talking about. When you asked him where the third prince was, he neither looked at the shape of your mouth nor Consciousness to answer your question, they're just humanoid tools."

Xiang Qing'er trembled all over, and finally realized the meaning of Qi Ping's words, and asked back: "Seeing that the servant is not young, how could the third prince cultivate these humanoid tools so early in advance?"

"I suspect that these servants were given to him by someone, and it is very likely that they belonged to the family without surname." Qi Ping folded his arms and leaned against the back of the chair, his whole body tensed. A royal idea."

He rubbed his chin, thinking: "Royal, as far as we have seen, there have been two lunatics now, so in the past that we have never touched, I don't know how many embarrassing things are hidden. The family is ruthless, if a group of lunatics run the country, wouldn't it be moody and ups and downs?"

"Your guess is too scary," Xiang Qing'er touched the goose bumps on her arm, flipped the booklet in her hand to the second page, took a breath suddenly, and read: "Green sleeve, early September Ninth, on the way back from the third prince, because the horse was frightened, it crashed into the house and died!"

The two exchanged looks, and after a while, Xiang Qing'er said with a shocked face: "The third prince likes you so much!"

"Because I'm like Aying," Qi Ping curled his lips, feeling a little disgusted, "There must be many who were beaten before, but because they were not serious, and the imperial power put pressure on them, they were released. I guess the green sleeves were beaten The one who killed him."

Xiang Qing'er has completely changed her view of Qi Ping now, she used to think that this is a brat following Mu Xiaoque, but now she completely treats him as a man, she asked: "Call them in?"

"Yes," Qi Ping rolled his eyes, "Let's put on a show!"