The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

The doctor's eyes condensed on the string of Bodhi beads, and his face (color) turned pale in an instant. +++Cartino novel website www.wuxiaspot.com The shopkeeper knelt beside him was still arguing for himself. He turned his head in a daze, and stubbornly agreed with the shopkeeper's words.

"They all say they have nothing to do with themselves (dry gan), but this poison can't be changed out of thin air." An Changqing picked up the tea cup at hand and sipped it and put it down. The tea cup collided with the hard mahogany tabletop and said, " "Boom" with a dull sound: "It's better to interrogate the two separately. From diagnosis to drug acquisition, what are the regulations? After the hands of those people, they will be cross-examined one by one. Then the two will correspond. If they match the best Ok... if it's not right..."

An Changqing's eyes were cold: "The torture room in the palace can always come out for interrogation."

The two kneeling in the middle shook, and hurriedly fell to the ground: "I must know that everything is endless!"

Li raised his eyes slightly, scanned the two of them, and lowered his eyes again, the Bodhi beads on his wrist turned faster.

"Wang Hao, this is Anfu, not Dali Temple." An Zhike, who had been silent for a long time, finally said, with (强qiang) fierce displeasure in his eyes: "The poison may not be caused by both of them, so why bother to move out of the torture room to threaten ?"

An Changqing refused to give up: "If my father thinks that I have used lynching, it's okay to bring Dali Temple Qing."

"You!" An Zhike choked, he naturally didn't dare to let the people from Dali Temple come to investigate, and it became a joke when it spread out that Anjia became a joke...If it really turns out the old things, it's not a joke.

"You can try if you want to." An Zhike flicked his sleeves.

"Tiehu, take people to the next penthouse."

Tiehu obeyed the order and pressed the doctor down first, and temporarily locked him in the penthouse beside him, leaving only the shopkeeper alone in the hall.

The shopkeeper knelt in the middle of two battles, An Changqing took the lead, and the rest of the Anfu sat on both sides. Together with the servant girl who was waiting, more than ten people's eyes fell on him alone, making him cold and sweaty. .

Hu Shifei asked what he asked. He even explained the trivial things like the medicinal materials given to Aunt Yu. Half an hour has passed when all the inquiries are finished.

The paper in Hu Shifei's hand was full, and he folded it and presented it to An Changqing. Only then began the next round of interrogation.

The doctor's surname is Wang, and he is in his early fifties, and he is already quite young. I spent half an hour in the penthouse alone, and when he was brought up again, his legs were soft, and he didn't collapse on the ground because of the iron tiger supporting him.

Hu Shifei asked as usual. He had been with the army for a long time. Although the interrogation seemed mild, the questions were chained to the core, making people too late to react. Doctor Wang just answered a few questions, and his face was sweaty.

Wandering eyes involuntarily glanced towards Li's direction.

Cold light flashed in Li's eyes, and sharp nails ran across the wooden beads, leaving clear scratches on them.

Hu Shifei was still asking, and the sharp questions came down one by one. Doctor Wang was already dumbfounded. There was a series of interrogations in his ear, but his mind was full of the familiar string of Bodhi beads—the things his old mother wore all the time. .

Sweatly raised his head and looked around with a dazed look. He didn't know where the strength was born, suddenly jumped up and slammed into the side of the pillar.

All of a sudden, the blood was flowing like a puff, and the hall was chaotic.

Doctor Wang fell to the ground, (body shen) twitched a few times and then there was no movement. Hu Shifei was the first to check his nose, and then shook his head towards An Changqing: "Dead."

The female family members are still far from the pillar.

The old prince held his forehead and kept chanting the Buddha, and told his servants to hurry down and lift the corpse. An Zhike half-supported her, frowning and looking at An Changqing, and said coldly: "Everyone is dead, Princess Wang. Should I be satisfied now?"

An Changqing did not expect that the doctor would choose to commit suicide.

His original plan was only to force the doctor to confess his guilt. Today, the poison in Yu Yiniang's soup was taken after he discussed with Hu Shifei and Zhao Shi, but it was to have substantive evidence to catch them by surprise.

Otherwise, if you directly pierce the clash between Qianzhongjin and the medicinal materials, you will be poisoned. When the two sides confront each other, the doctor can completely push (off tuo) the medical skills and know this, and the Li behind the back can sit back and relax—even the doctor does not know it. , She is a deep house woman, how would she know?

An Changqing thought through many thoughts, and finally chose this desperate way to cheat the doctor and Li's. As long as the doctor confessed to the poison in a panic, no matter if he confessed or not behind the scenes, he could use this to force An Zhike to agree to take his biological mother and sister out. As for Li, there are other players waiting for her.

But he didn't expect that Li's was even hotter than he thought. Can actually force the doctor to commit suicide on the spot.

Glancing vaguely at Li, who was panicked by the maid, An Changqing sneered: "He is a doctor who has no grievances with Aunt Yu, why bother to poison? I am afraid that there is another mastermind behind. Now people have committed suicide in fear of crime. After breaking the clue, instead of being blind by ourselves (touching Mo), it is better to ask Dali Temple to investigate."

"Dare you!" An Zhike angrily said: "The murderer has already been punishable, and Aunt Yu hasn't had an accident. This is the end of the matter. If it goes out, An Zhike will be the laughingstock of the whole Yejing!"

An Changqing's face (color) sank, and finally she no longer wears her polite mask: "An Jia has become a laughing stock, what is the relationship with me? I only know that the real murderer will not be found out for a day, Aunt Yu Only one day (sexual xing) life is in danger!"

"Is human life important, or is your face important to settle down?"

"No one can surpass the century-old foundation left by our ancestors!" An Zhike said sharply.

"Then Xiangguo will guard this century-old foundation," An Changqing's face (color) became more and more mocking: "Aunt Yu, I took Zhuangzi up to recuperate. Yu'er also went with her."

An Zhike's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at him as if he didn't know him. After a long time, he said three "good" words and said bitterly: "Okay, so you made this idea in the morning?! I don't know you. And this kind of resourcefulness."

"There are many things that Xiang Guo doesn't know." An Changqing looked at him and smiled slightly: "How?"

An Zhike rose up: "Aunt Yu can go to Zhuangzi to recuperate, but Yuer can't. Next spring will be her wedding date. She will stay at home to prepare for the marriage. At this time, she will go to Zhuangzi to recuperate with her aunt. ?"

An Changqing naturally disagrees with his reasons, planning to marry? Can this marriage be done? He didn't want to leave his simple and weak sister alone in this cannibalistic Xiangfu.

"It's not in a hurry to get married. Yu'er and her aunt ate and lived together. The real murderer has not been caught. Auntie went to Zhuangzi and only left her alone. In case of an accident..." An Changqing lowered his eyes slightly, slowly. Slowly said: "Otherwise, I would still ask the Dali Temple to investigate. Only when the real murderer is caught, will people feel relieved."

The first time An Zhike was forced to such a situation by calculation, the man who calculated him was still the **** who he didn't bother to take a look at. He stared at An Changqing fiercely, as if he was not his son but his enemy, and said every word: "Let her go!"

"Thank you Xiangguo." An Changqing finally gave a sincere smile: "There are a lot of things in the mansion. Today, I took people up to Zhuangzi first."

When the words were over, he nodded slightly towards everyone, and under the protection of Tiehu and Zhao Shi, took Aunt Yu and An Xianyu out of the flower hall.

When walking to the door of the Flower Hall, An Changqing caught a glimpse of a figure and stopped and shouted, "Second Aunt."

Sun's face was already cleaned up at the moment, and her expression looked normal. She was not in the hall just now, but now she appeared here, and most of them already knew what was going on inside.

An Changqing was thinking about how to use this "backhand", so the person closed the door by himself. He hooked his lips, and when he passed by, he whispered: "Derentang is the shop of his mother's family. Do you know this?"

Sun looked at him bitterly: "So what if you know? Don't you want to use me!"

An Changqing smiled: "It's not about using it, everyone has the same purpose. Aunt Yu was poisoned for nothing, and her cousin died innocently... You can't let the murderer get away with it..."

Sun did not speak this time.

An Changqing said again, "Doctor Wang's family lives in Tongyun Hutong", and walked past her by mistake.

When coming out of the Anfu gate, An Changqing let out a long sigh, looking at her mother and younger sister who were still a little unresponsive, and smiled: "Finally, I don’t have to be in this ghost place anymore. I will support you in the future. ."

Yu looked at him blankly, his eyes were slightly red, fingers brushed his eyebrows, and said in a dumb voice: "Now I'm suffering."

The son, who was innocent and soft in the past, grew silently into a big tree that could shelter them from wind and rain when she didn't know it.

"It's not bitter." An Changqing blinked vigorously, pressing down the sore nasal cavity, and said with a hard smile: "Get in the car, first go back to the palace, and then I will choose a suitable Zhuangzi, mother and sister to live with."

Although he prefers to be with his mother and sister, but think about the two people always living in the palace, how much gossip... and there is also the affair of the Zhongyong Houfu, it is better to let them stay away, not seeing the heart. bother.

Yu and An Xianyu got into the carriage first, and An Changqing was about to go in, but found that it was a bit crowded. Today, I was riding in a smaller carriage. The two of them were OK, but the three of them were a bit crowded. An Changqing was wondering whether to go up and squeeze, or go to the back to grab the sedan chair with Hu Shifei, and a low voice came from behind: "Well?"

An Changqing's ears warmed, and she turned her head and glared at him: "Don't be called by this name!"

This was his subconscious reaction. After looking back, he realized that he was too presumptuous. He glanced at the surrounding people secretly, and saw that they all had their heads down, watching their noses, noses and hearts. He went to see Xiao Zhige again, and saw that Xiao Zhige still had that expression, and stretched out his hand to him: "I'll pick you up, together."

An Changqing's heart softened again, and the annoyance that had just disappeared unknowingly, leaving only shame.

He turned his head and glanced at the carriage slowly, and finally gritted his teeth and took the man's extended hand.

Xiao Zhige held him, took advantage of his strength to hug the person on the horse, and let him sit in front of him. He is riding a claret horse today, which is much taller and stronger than other horses. It is more than enough for two people.

An Changqing pressed against his (chest xiong), feeling the seemingly non-existent gaze from all around, his hands clenched the mane on the horse's back uncomfortably, and urged: "Go back now."

"Yeah." Xiao Zhige wrapped his arms around his waist, grasped the reins in his hand, and gently pinched the horse's belly under his feet. The Burgundy Horse flung his tail and snorted, strolling around and taking the two back home.

The Tiehu, Zhao Shi and others at the back looked stupid and stayed there for a long time without moving. Or Hu Shifei reacted first, patted the sedan chair vigorously, and shouted: "Are you stunned (gan)? Let's go!"

Everyone woke up like a dream, and they hurriedly lifted the sedan chair, and the rider on horseback followed.

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